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Rated: 18+ · Book · Spiritual · #1149750
10k views, 2x BestPoetryCollection. A nothing from nowhere cast words to a world wide wind

I had a lover's quarrel with the world - Robert Frost
         |
I'm sorry you got caught in the middle. - me


This poet’s words collect, arrange on a kaleidoscope spectrum. The experience of discovery through writing is the truest reward that has allowed me to grow and learn who/what I am — what other people get naturally, immediately, while I stomp around in it.

Been blessed, but pushing it — envelope, world and all inhabitants away. Push buttons, find boundaries to trip traps. No clue why cat curiosity, living in your dark. (Bored, perhaps?)

Now and then, push dirt out of this hole; someone/thing/entity might envision me how I need to be viewed (if I knew what that was). Cryptic, yes. Try living in my dark, find comfort amid strange, virtual, wonderful walls that tower above, tempt me to scale.

Been more than I could imagine or expect here. But, achievements aren’t going on a LinkedIn wall *Think*. I dig deeper than I should, often without forethought. Aimless words, brave or veiled cowardice, flinchingly flung, inadvertently hit targets? Get a ‘back off’ shoulder shot when asking your motivations here. Not fair?

No prize to eye; not incentivized. Dealt the worst two cards before the flop, do best with what’s in hand.



My Pluggers:
You are an icon here.*BigSmile*
You suffer, but you suffer brilliantly. Wow, what a great writer.*Heart*

It’s like plugging myself, but using other people’s (reviewers) words…Review of "Poetic Referendum(s) On Life"
Your poetic muse is on fire! *Fire* Some great emotion, well-balance(d), lovely lyrical qualities -- even the ones that were written out of sadness or anger came through in a clever cadence…It's obvious you've put a lot of work into each entry and the totality of the blog has eye appeal. *Cool*

 
Published four times with one a literary journal, including… *PointRight*   "The Tender Core (Sedona)" 
I don’t submit because it’s too much work. Truly alone, know no one cares to show they believe/support me. Lip service feeds delusion. I’ve seen a lot of smoldering and snow. Try not be cynical, work hard at openness and consideration — work, sooo…gut thing.

*Toilet* *RibbonW* Merit Badge in Taboo Words [Click For More Info] Brian, Congratulations! You won 1st Place in Taboo Words with your fantastic poem, [Link to Book Entry #1027659]. I absolutely loved this! *^*Heart*^* Rachel Merit Badge in Poetry [Click For More Info] Thanks you for supporting the [Link To Item #power] with an order to the [Link To Item #powergifts] ! We appreciate it. *^*Heartv*^* Keep writing the beautiful poetry. [Link to Book Entry #1027659] is an awesome poem! *^*Starv*^* ~Lornda

 
Love my process constructing and sharing visions in words collected (no small task considering personal and physical limitations, see below).


August 28, 2006 this blog opened ▼

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SuperNova Afterglow: End Of Days  (18+)
All that remains: here in my afterlife as a 'mainstream' blogger, with what little I know.
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No specific aim going forward (2014) ▼

 
What I used to say: 'Maybe, I just don't get it. Watch me fumble with my version of reality, expose ignorance as truth. You don't have to get me, either. But, wish someone would explain me to myself.' Now I say: *Cool* *FacePalm* Now: I was such a whore.
 


*Laugh*This is old….
What? Oh, this? A rhetorical, self-motivational speech I'm working on.
Don't just read the parts to construct your theory, as if to confirm (construed out of context) your opinion, mentally-stunted Neanderthal. Therapist wants me to be less negative toward myself. I see it as attacking, rather than being defensive. Fear I will chomp too many bullets unintentionally sent toward the unsuspecting.
If you can be triggered for stupid reasons, then I?
…just looked like me rolling around on the floor with myself.*RollEyes*
             



What Was NEW

Who am I, you ask? My mirror knows that question, repeated daily.

Just trying to create a little buzz, not boost my ego.

#amwriting #poetry #blog #contest #freeverse #award #bestpoetry #freyaridings #lyrics #music #video #YouTube

Can you believe it took this long for someone to put a quarter in me and push the button GET ANGRY?
 

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March 28, 2022 at 11:27am
March 28, 2022 at 11:27am
#1029617
I'm reposting this here, even though posted in another blog, to add a more appropriate title (not wanting to alter the original "Why The Bother? (Less Than 200 Words of Your Time)" 

They always say, 'if you bother to read'
indignantly to which I equally respond
(mind my language)
who's got fucking time for that?
If you read every over-worded warranty
to indemnify as they deify themselves,
I'm over in the corner sorting stacks
of papers they know I don't have time to read.
They suggest ignorance is your own
if you buy into that truckload of shit
they shovel onto your doorstep and lawn,
and you'll be reading well past dawn.
Hopefully, there is comprehension well before
completing some contractual obligatory agreement,
but the old expression of over a barrel
could easily be depicted as naked, 'tooned
wearing a wooden one, and just how does
any of this matter, as these words scatter
down the screen, a lighted word wall that
no one will likely read and concur to agree
that we are all just hostages of conformity?


Like an open editor to the boss, any overlord, to the espousers of this logic who can't read between the lines, get beneath the surface, triggered by the mind talk conformists ideals of a systematic society steeped in dystopian traits to cultivate mediocrity among under 25 minds still growing, uploading new versions of thinking about life and themselves while feeding the words streams of memes and selfies with inane, isolated feelings that don't connect, plug into the greater good.

Hmm, before a second cup of coffee? Think what another will do. Linear, time is not my friend right now, as I'm gaining speed toward an experience that with supernova me into purgatory oblivity. And now, I've made up a new word. *Rolleyes*

Brian Stop!
Brian Stop!
Brian Stop!

break time, I guess. Refill the boosters.
March 28, 2022 at 11:09am
March 28, 2022 at 11:09am
#1029615
Something is burning right now...

have to revisit this, even though the two-line poem stands on its own:

"With A Fire Burning For Something Else" 

coffee first and more music by Cannons, and we'll see...
But, afraid to get up, thinking all morning, 'please don't disturb this groove.' Hoping coffee doesn't sober me to another realization after reconsidering my poems in this hollow dome.

3.28.22


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