Poetry Reading

DO NOT LET THEM CLIP YOUR WINGS.

Dressed to perform

Salvation Army chic

Not wanting to conform

Struggling to be unique

 

My writing is lame

Scorn, mockery, so frightened

I must entertain

Be safe, read John Lydon

 

Lust for strangers to agree                 

A retreating sense of self

What have I turned out to be?

I put my gifts on a shelf

 

Self-homogenized oh so safe

Life ends it does not wait

 

Reviews

[LJW]

"Salvation Army chic" = awesome line. (Cap Army though)

I think you could drop Stanza 2 completely and it would make for a better piece. (frighten should be frightened.) (Lydon/frighten = not a good rhyme.)

Stanza 3 "What have I turn out to be" (Should be "turned")

'Self homogenized" I LOVE THIS! How we check ourselves so we don't wreck ourselves in our own minds. How will they percieve it? Is it good enough? Am I good enough? Will I be understood? YES!!!!!

(Self-homogenized, I believe it is with a dash)

I cannot imagine myself at a poetry reading. I think I would wet my pants.