Poetry

Although most hardly notice,
My words are those of a poet.
Touching, much of it was.
Wasn't it?
Most of us loving it ‘cause

Of the love that wasn’t thought of enough.
Or taught

To the daughters of husbands and such.
Causing even to harden the hearts of us sons.

 

So, pardon the pun,
But creative was my creation.
Or when my creator created me;
Creating me a creature
More creative than creation.
See?

 

I'm as vivid as imagery.
As fluid as music beats.
And as fluent as the notes you see
On music sheets.

 

So, when you see me,
A poet you may label me,
But, a poem I was formed to be.
So formless, I am, in each form
That I chose to speak.

 

Forming forums and stanzas
Each time I stand up.
With a standard so demanding
It'll make men man up.

 

I'm a feeling, when close enough,
Most can't touch.
A process most approach
But can't rush.
A feather that those who boost
Can't budge.
And, at times,
A both minus and plus.

 

And plus, I love to personify my person.
I am a rhyme I've noticed.
So, when I rhyme, I'm perfect.

Though at times my insides get nervous.
When mixing and matching words
In ways most of the world
Has never even heard yet.

 

Yet, I know

My words proclaim a stronger courage.
Making sense where sentences can't.
Answering answers to questions asked
When trying to understand.
Infusing prose with metaphors
That were meant of course
To force hearts to talk.

 

And that gift was mine by choice.
But the choice was not mine to choose.
It was He who chose me
To use a deeper voice
Turned hoarse after being beaten,
Tortured, used, and abused;
Forced
To use noise as a means to commune.

 

 

So, excuse me, but it is true.
I do complicate simple similes
That were meant to compliment,
And soothe the senses of the common men.
Hence, I am common sense.
Bringing others through consciousness.

Reviews

[Blue Bard]

I'm a feeling, when close enough,
Most can't touch.
A process most approach
But can't rush.
A feather that those who boost
Can't budge.
And, at times,
A both minus and plus.

Art, You are my favorite poet on this site and you know, if you read my reviews, I don't blow up anyone's a*s. I have some on here who have felt cut up by my reviews, though that is never my intention. Here's my prediction. Somewhere down the line, somebody's going to be teaching how to write poetry using your work. Your the best word player I know personally. The stanza abover is a wonderful example 'A feather those that boost can't budge." The simple irony. It should be light, but for some it is o so heavy. Then there's this little part,
Yet, I know
My words proclaim a stronger courage.
Making sense where sentences can't.
Answering answers to questions asked
When trying to understand.
Infusing prose with metaphors
That were meant of course
To force hearts to talk.
So many people want to rhyme and end up sounding like Edna St. Vincent Milay if she were on crack. Man, I wish others on here would listen to word sounds and realize that they don't have to rhyme to move a piece and make it have a sound resonance. I HATE FORCED RHYME and never once have I seen you force it. "My words proclaim a stronger course, making sense where sentences can't. I can think of no better description of poetry. That coming together of word sounds, same sounding letters, etc. This is absolutely fantastic. Keep sending them man, please. I can wait to read them.

[THE LOST ROSE]

I've been on this site a couple of months and to come across a poem like this is like finding a treasure. Wow this is 2 years old? I know this is a spoken word piece? I look forward to reading all of your stuff on here. I would ask you to read my stuff but after reading this why bother. You got it!

[Crazy Cat Man]

you are a true poet

[Julia Taylor]

wow
wow
wow
this is incredible!
i love it!
i would really love to see you do it person. It's the type that would be amazing read aloud!

[Monique Jackson]

ABSOLUTLEY AMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAZING!!!! I mean i am almost speechless. Wow this was too beautiful, too deep, too real! Your rhythm was so stron, so passionate, so heart felt. I cannot even pick a favorite part because it just all spoke to me from line to line the words just spoke so loud and clear. This was a good journey and I'm glad I traveled upon it cause it was one of the best ones yet! Thank you for the journey!

[Emily Shakespeare]

I wish I had come across this sooner. It's wonderful. Your use of sound effects is great. I tried to think what it reminded me of. And now I know: Tennyson's To Virgil. I don't think it's his greatest of poems, but it's still charming to read. The way he writes about another poet, himself as a poet and poetry itself, all in one. And this very much reminded of it. I really enjoyed reading it. I wish I could write poetry like that.

[Michael Raymond Robinso..]

What can I say? I read this poem, then the reviews, and they say it all. It was excellent, well done, a favorite. I must say though that two stanza's stuck out for me as a favorite:

I'm as vivid as imagery.
As fluid as music beats.
And as fluent as the notes you see
On music sheets.

and..

So, excuse me, but it is true.
I do complicate simple similes
That were meant to compliment,
And soothe the senses of the common men.
Hence, I am common sense.

Well done.

[Iain F. Tweedy]

Great work Art. A work of Art.
Darts to the heart part clouds of the mind.

Thanks for sharing.

iain

[Julie Murphy, Julie Des..]

Another great one, Art. I'm very impressed with the way you write. It's always such a joy to read your work. This is no exception. You seem to have captured not only your own essence as a poet but that of so many others as well. Beautiful!

My favorite lines here:

Yet, I know
My words proclaim a stronger courage.
Making sense where sentences can't.
Answering answers to questions asked
When trying to understand.
Infusing prose with metaphors
That were meant of course
To force hearts to talk.

So much here that we strive for as human beings!!!

[Sethunya]

I think your poem is talking about the complexity of human nature. One time it is here, another instant it is over there. Not only is our nature labile, but it is also volatile. You seem to suggest that human character, like poetry, is compact. It if full of meaning which, as in poetry, cannot be easily unraveled. None of the tools we have, not the rhythm, not the rhyme can help make sense of it all. Is this what you want us to hear, or rather, does it surprise you that this is what we could hear?

[Jonathan Skaggs]

Incredible. That's all