Poetry (I think)

Hi,

I know some people are very averse to poetry but when I am really feeling the grip of frustration just writing out whatever comes to my head really helps. It is usually short sentences, words associating with other words. It's like my brain is so frantic it cannot form complex sentences so spits out phrases and imagery. Any way I wanted to share what I wrote tonight after a bad episode and wonder if anyone else does the same thing?

Creativity without expression.

Understanding without awareness.

Loneliness without comfort.

Words without sound.

 

Rivers without banks.

Hope without love.

Trees without roots.

Passion without foundation.

 

House without home.

Space without freedom.

Tears without meaning.

Shadows without people

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  • I sometimes write poetry or poetry-like random notes.

    I recently found this short poem that I wrote when I was an exchange student half a world away from my family:

    Hand around coffee cup

    rising sun behind curtains

    Shaking hand

    instant coffee

    and ugly curtains

    Four walls mean home

    Four legs mean horse

    Made me smile. I was so miserable there. Every time someone asked if I was "home" or going "home" I felt like it was a bad joke, as much as anything with four legs being a horse. I like your poem, I find myself writing in a similar style. Also not big on sharing anything I write. I feel distance from this old one so it wasn't too hard. I recently read Sylvia Plath's poetry collection Ariel. Haven't read poetry in years, never really read a lot of poetry, but I enjoyed her writing.

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  • I sometimes write poetry or poetry-like random notes.

    I recently found this short poem that I wrote when I was an exchange student half a world away from my family:

    Hand around coffee cup

    rising sun behind curtains

    Shaking hand

    instant coffee

    and ugly curtains

    Four walls mean home

    Four legs mean horse

    Made me smile. I was so miserable there. Every time someone asked if I was "home" or going "home" I felt like it was a bad joke, as much as anything with four legs being a horse. I like your poem, I find myself writing in a similar style. Also not big on sharing anything I write. I feel distance from this old one so it wasn't too hard. I recently read Sylvia Plath's poetry collection Ariel. Haven't read poetry in years, never really read a lot of poetry, but I enjoyed her writing.

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