RIGID EPITOME

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JOURNAL#8

some would say

I make no sense

some would say

I'm much too intense

some would say

my words do not always flow

some would say

Emotionally I can or will not grow

some would say

I can project myself to be the epitome of humor

then

some would say

that's only a rigid yet ridiculous rumor

some would say

I think much too big

but I say so far I haven't even begun to

drill or dig

take from me my precious pen

and the shovel falls and rusts

for I am only a poet whose mind knows no walls

but many musts

must write

must bleed

must bite

to fill this knawing need

there are of course so many, many more

I just can't recall them all or where they fell

onto the pages of this floor..............

( written Oct 18,1992 am)








Author's Notes/Comments: 

Found I had this poem twice in this journal the second time I titled it The Wise, Warm Wind but it was the exact same poem so I deleted it from this Journal. To my knowledge in all the years I have been writing this is the first time I have unknowingly transcribed the same poem body but given it two separate titles. Was a strange experience for me indeed. My only guess was I must have transcribed the poem and not destroyed my rough draft and found it in my poetry notes and transcribed it again and gave it a new title.

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