A Poet’s Off Day Poem by Eddie Roa
A Poet’s Off Day
listless on a sofa,
on a mental walkabout,
upon a surreal scene,
of crumbly purple glades
and molten steel skylines
mind like a gadfly
scrambling
from disjoint sets,
stopping neither
here nor there,
giving chase
with tattered net
to frisky thoughts,
intractable words
settle down,
your verse is a
jumbled mess,
your babble,
a Babel
read the comics,
walk around,
today nothing
comes
This poems existence makes no logical sense...
Nagourta, yours is a refreshing change. At last, someone who would be candid with the assessment of my poem. Now, I need to explain that this is about a poet who has been abandoned by his muse and just couldn't get started with his writing. My advice is just to walk away from it and do other things like reading the comics. Thanks for your honest comment.
All poets can be subjected to writer's block. Your images are amazing. 'molten steel skylines' 'gadfly.........to tattered nets'. I find it is necessary to walk away and read a comment or leave a blank piece of paper with the subject on top. Then as you are going about your daily routines go back and pop words from time to time onto the page. A poem 'Balloons' was an award winning poem as the writer did just this. No explanation just lines of images with spaces inbetween. Nagourta I would say is not a refreshing change. Logic is not always required poetry. Poems come from the heart as well as the mind and when the mind sees what the heart has written, only then there is logic. Excellent work Eddie Karin Anderson
Good imagery in this one. Judging by your line-up of new submissions, you have very few off days. Take care. Warm regards, Sandra
Boy oh boy...have i been on that Tower of Babel...and all by myself...talking...with not a lick of creative thought materializing! Happens 2 the best of us(i hope) ... I like the imagework employed here, in depicting the mindscrambling effects of trying to write when the right side of your brain has veered left...without letting you know what it's about to do to you & your poetic efforts for the day! F j R 2009
The startling view that you've drawn in your choosy words made your poetry style shown like a glassy wave of girdled diaper... it bleeds! GREAT!
You already started filling me; making me jealous. What a imagery Sir. Those surrialistic thoughts are exceptional..........Hats off
Great poems, tocayo. Nice imagery. Carefully picked, unlike mine that are more careless and spontaneous. I guess we have the same sensibility, even the same generation...and same first name.
the words are musical. It effectively boost up the already potent images.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
4/26/2024 2:59:50 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Made me fell like I was hanging around waiting on the tax returns. Great write.