Viewing picture after picture
For inspiration to get
But nothing is manifesting
To profuse regret
Time and time again
And many such times before
Searching for the right words
To put to poetic score
How incipient the charge to blame
`Writer’s block’ an excuse to deplore
So suffice it for now to parlay
These simple words and nothing more.
Whom am I, thought to composed word
Directed by the etheric-plane, the absurd-ity
That is this self-deluded presence powerful
In authorship to meaning created for voices’ sound
One of seven-billion more so spoken, some profound
Toward literary importance of acknowledged
Rhetorical scheme of institutionalized definition
Segregated and apart from the true essence of word
Articulated in form of meaningless meaning
To be presented into consciousness; merits attention
But, is oft discarded to the trash-can of thwarted dreams
It is truly a gift given
To render to written word
Thoughts held by the Mind;
For those whom give consideration
And, to their Mind, now to reside.
No favor of truth to wisdom
Is the promise given by these words;
Only that consciousness has been risen
And, choice to their discernment,
By them, others to potentially learn.
Exiting a life-period humorously referenced a `sobaticle’, to embark the next and definitely, last phase of a life journey; this reflection inspired the following:
Life Remaining
Riding the crest of happiness’ wave
Washed ashore from a sea of self-inflicted turbulence
Rendered to a promise land of bliss and reward
Buttressed by the strength of goodness to achieve.
Reclusive solitude transformed to energy gain
Yielding abundance to new resource expenditure
Toward dreams’ formative realization
Resilient to imposed limitations to confidence.
Surrounded and imbued by echoes to a past
Filtered remnants of experienced passage of time
Reflections of the best of life moments lived
To render reclamation of emotional elation.
What promise this remaining life will favor
Is given only to limitations of the Mind to achieve
For the binds of restriction are forever torn
Anchored in the truth this realization is believed.
The start to this new chapter of life,
Fostered through six years of Self-exploration;
Fraught with anguish, anxiety and strife,
Is reaping reward through hope and determination,
To finally see life through a brighter, more fulfilling light.
Birth-passage to this prospective, last phase to this life-journey,
Exerted a toll of deep darkness to be endured,
A conscious test of willingness to be proven worthy,
Of elimination of all burden of hardship; to be finally cured,
By timely power of provenience seemingly unearthly.
What resource of benefit this next era shall yield
Remains unlimited but by self-imposed restriction,
Rending a chance for betterment with vigor and zeal,
To blot-out avenues of negativity and dereliction,
Yielding a positiveness to life, others are able to feel.
Allan Ginsberg’s Howl, William Burroughs’ Naked Lunch and, Paul Goodman a novelist,playwriter and social activist; all advocates and adventurous men of original literary acclaim to the avant-garde, rebels in and of their time, garnering unsolicited reputation for challenging the buttressed and stalwart, civil-conservative institution of literature and civil-society at large; these great, inspirational authors and each provocatures of past little known, unfortunately, by many contemporary authors and public.
The ironic thread that strings these three men in particular, is not limited to their willingness to trash contemporary style, form and theme, the hallmarks of accepted and flourishing literature of their time but, their sexuality. Both Goodman and Burroughs were bi-sexual and Ginsberg, homosexual.
So what relevance does sexual-orientation have for their works being recognized as profound and revolutionary contributions to the literary realm given at times, the shocking crudeness and vulgarity of language describing in vile and gutteral detail, perceived deviant sexuality, heroin addiction and smoking of pot expressed in wildly random, convoluted style and form contrary to the conservative and conventional literary publications in and of their time?
Though to a considerably lesser extent today given current human and equal-rights legislative reforms; during the life-time of these men homosexuals and bisexual were heavily persecuted, deemed tarnished reprobate, sick people and legally classified as mentally ill and, subject to arrest if caught or reported performing sexual acts with other men often relegated to secrecy and cover of darkness.
It is no wonder given the harshness of the social environment imposed on these men and others of their era, would resort to free-form expression to expunge the hatred and hostility they all were grudgingly obliged to endure.
Change in location, major change in life
The outcome of agumented, mental strife
A change brewed with passage of time
And ceaseless conflict with a conflicted mind
Proponents to living in the Now
Don’t often express the guide to How
Leaving to chance just to know When
A life-changing move is easiest to defend
Reflecting upon life’s traveled course
Can be a misleading, information source
The answer may lie with nature of the Snake
Shedding old skin: simply a living trait
Responding to the challenge to write on any topic, using exactly 100 words without using the same word inclusive of articles, excluding the title of the piece, twice:
This symbol of life lived bequeathed for safekeeping into the future. Its workings represent passing seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, years endured until energies expended denote an end charted long before birth. Tarnished gold casing, cracked crystal measure toil, hardship and pain suffered through life’s enduring past brought forward in rewarding peace.
Grave markers symbolize forever what shall be given to lives remaining as memory’s keeper endowed by material possessions gained, accumulate, box stored, preserved, weathered age’s signs showing.
Cemetery gates’ embrace quells past turbulence beneath soil demarcating Souls’ light risen, body’s deep sleep.
It’s not a surprising inevitability the blogosphere is increasingly being utilized as a platform for ‘get rich quick’ schemes to proliferate but, the question that need be asked: Does the motivation to attract ‘followers’ stem from the desire to present quality, original material or, simply to add to a list of others amongst whom, are those willing to participate in a pyramid scheme to make fast money?
The basic formula to these schemes is to create a blog site that will convince others; by creating a blog site to attract others to join for a modest fee, subsequently shared up the pyramid-shaped totem of affiliates. Given the countless numbers the Internet can reach daily, each new fresh set of eyes presents a real opportunity to make significant dollar amounts by convincing a fraction of them to join the scheme.
No one can fault anyone for desiring to make fast, easy wealth by doing something they are already doing but, as with any pyramid scheme, the greater wealth goes to those above at the expense of those below and secondly, the blogosphere becomes inundated and consumed by meaningless tripe and ultimately diminishes the potential and experience of the tool.
Oh, by the way, since you read to this point can I interest you in……
the only living desire
is, by words, to inspire
for this, I am no liar
for never, do I tire
to light the mental fire
to conjure before I retire
images to take my reader higher
in order we may mutually conspire
to share, as moments transpire
naykdpoet 