but i digress

just about drowning in my stream of consciousness

“the storm” by amy abshier reyes courtesy of etsy.com

 

 

 

 

so many words floating through my mind
over there, don’t you see?
mary poppins and peter pan have taken them hostage
i mean
where is that fairy godmother when i need her?
she could just wave that silly magic wand
and turn them all into a poem!
and another thing
where is the famous AFL-CIO picket line?
surely they would have signs pleading with all citizens to
FREE VERSE
seems like they have all abandoned me tonight
so here i remain
words and syllables everywhere
and not a drop of poetry to write
the yellow brick road cannot be followed
it’s closed for repair
seems like there oughta be a law, ya know?
perhaps i am not really a poet at all
i just play one on line
but i digress...

Reviews

[Desert Knave]

I feel like you just wrote the script to my upcoming movie "Words Hate Me". The use of language, as always, is brilliant (I can easily envision picketers screaming "What do we want ?" Verse be free / "When do we want it ?" "Immediately !"). But, I too digress. Very excellent look at those times when words and concepts are everywhere, but our pen cannot quite capture them. ~Jim

[Lydia Shutter]

Jim, you have me choking on my shredded wheat this morning. Grat chant for a picket line! Can you picture the scene? LOL I so appreciate your wonderful comments. I hope that movie never comes to fruition...because you are a wordsmith for sure. Take care. Lydi**

[Rita L. Sev]

perhaps i am not really a poet at all
i just play one on line...

Ha! I definitely know the feeling! think you found the Emerald City after all, Lydi - this is a great piece to summon the Muse!

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you very much, Rita. Lydi**

[MikeV]

This is one of my favorite poems of all time! :) I seriously mean that

[Lydia Shutter]

WOW, that is major! Thank you, Mike. lydi**

[MikeV]

No Lydi, thank you for sharing such an amazing piece :) i love it

[Frieda P]

Oh my friend, this has to be the best 'writer's block' poem I've read to date, ha...you're too much Lydie, great read! Love Mary and Peter too....I'm not just playing either, but 'i digress', fabulous!

[Lydia Shutter]

Glad you liked it, Frieda. Have a great evening. Lydi**

[Frieda P]

Love it, put a smile on my face, thank you. :-)

[Lydia Shutter]

my pleasure! :)

[Frieda P]

Hahah that's supposed to be my line. ;-)

[Lydia Shutter]

Not gonna say a word, not a syllable! LOL nighty night, Frieda.

[Frieda P]

Ha if you think you're getting the last word, you're bonkers. ;-P

[Lydia Shutter]

Of course not....though I am bonkers....absolutely so! LOL okay, you can have the last word AFTER this. Pleasant dreams, Frieda. LOL

[Frieda P]

LOL now you're just humoring me, sweet dreams my friend!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i agree with Jack...you are.

and this metaphor is terrific...especially the play on "Free Verse"

hell, they freed Willy...why can't they "Free" Verse...

mmm

is there a detour around the yellow brick road????

[Lydia Shutter]

Smiling here....I just read your latest. Seems the two of us were suffering from the same ailment! The yellow brick road has been closed because my train of thought derailed on it! :) Thank you very much, Jacob. Lydi**

[Jack...]

You my friend are one of the best poets here. It is always a pleasure to read your work.

That sucks about the yellow brick road.

[Lydia Shutter]

Jack, I am honored you feel this way. Thank you VERY much. Lydi**