VeganBohemian Posted April 10, 2007 Share Posted April 10, 2007 Closest Casket ~ I want to leave my mark on this sheet of paper I want to leave my stain If every man's an island Gazing around for a kingdom to reign We are permeable sheathes of the Seventh domain Open to tears on the ends just to make all these Poems make some damn sense I'm tense about when, where, and why Holes in my skin to absorb your demands I want to hold you with my laughter Cry you a sun And cover up your pain with my pain Cover your pain up with my vanity ~ I'll seal you a fate and promise you a fortune Blocking each other's see-through white cotton barriers with One more desolate form of the one---the sadness---while again We mask all that we're hiding with movie nights and diet Coke The come I drink and those times when our eyes are the windows A shot of rum hits that tough spot in the soul That one deep down in there Yeah, pour just a tad of that Captain Morgan And watch my nightmares explode with Fanfare ~ We will fall into one solid mess with our hair, our Clothes thrown and scattered everywhere, they lay on the floor You can see the souls through the cotton, it's cheap Not all was shunned We are opened still and still we're bare Holding onto each other and waiting for the pseudo-gun To reappear ~ Well, there's no one else to grab onto That's my excuse Besides all the others, the others, the others They just can't hold on They're that all that's not for us All the knocks on our doorstep that tell us To get up, go out; walk just a little bit farther down the road And use your eyes Use those eyes we gave you Eyes that have been spooned out like an old man's sight Telling his wisdom that its Time for goodnight Shut off those nighttime lights And watch yourself Goodbye! We catch on and off, away we fly We bounce with the wind and hopscotch in Heaven In the seasons of love In all of the seasons ~ I'm withered again And tired And beaten, I fell For your charms For your everyday kisses were promises I thought your everyday kisses were promises Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Clementine orange Posted April 10, 2007 Share Posted April 10, 2007 Excellent "Holes in my skin to absorb your demands I want to hold you with my laughter Cry you a sun And cover up your pain with my pain Cover your pain up with my vanity" Love that part ps: Jack Kerouac rules Where are the Jack Kerouacs of today? Are we becoming dumber? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
VeganBohemian Posted April 10, 2007 Author Share Posted April 10, 2007 Haha. Not dumber, less imaginative I guess. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Clementine orange Posted April 10, 2007 Share Posted April 10, 2007 I wonder why (less imaginative I mean). Are we (as a society) stagnating? Or was it just easier to come up with something original in 1957? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
VeganBohemian Posted April 10, 2007 Author Share Posted April 10, 2007 I don't think it is difficult to come up with something original since the world in continually changing and evolving, there is always a new perspective to be had. I don't think literature is as important to the younger society as it was in 1957. In 1957, there were things to rebel against and literature was a way in which they could do so. I could be wrong though. This is a very good topic to discuss because it is a growing problem. I think the poetry posted on the internet is a little misleading...I used to judge teh direction poetry was going in based on what 14 year olds were writing on link removed, but now I know that the real poetry being produced you can find in literary magazines, journals, etc. The quality has gone down though, since the days of Kerouac. Most publishers are all about the marketing and many writers today are snobs. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Clementine orange Posted April 10, 2007 Share Posted April 10, 2007 Maybe original wasn't the word I was looking for. Perhaps shocking or newsworthy is. The Beatles were shocking in 1964 because they had hair slightly over their ears. The Rolling Stones were shocking because although they were a band they didn't wear a uniform! The bar keeps getting raised, then accepted then "meh". Three Dog Night - shocking in the 70s, they were an interracial band. Boy george was shocking in the 80s because he wore women's clothing, Marylin Manson - shocking in the 90s - satan etc Where does it end? Jack Kerouac and Neil Cassey don't wear ties on the cover of "on the road", they don't have jobs and they wander about aimlessly (kinda). Shocking!!! Allan Ginsburg had a beard and a black turtleneck sweater - I think he was gay too - Shocking!! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
VeganBohemian Posted April 10, 2007 Author Share Posted April 10, 2007 Yeah haha. I think you hit the nail on the head! But, I think that there are still people who have unique experiences that perhaps may induce the shock factor. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Clementine orange Posted April 10, 2007 Share Posted April 10, 2007 Yeah haha. I think you hit the nail on the head! But, I think that there are still people who have unique experiences that perhaps may induce the shock factor. Well, I hope to be one!! (shock for good though, not shock for yech) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
brando Posted April 11, 2007 Share Posted April 11, 2007 We bounce with the wind and hopscotch in heaven Great line. Great poem. You have a great command of language. Nicely done. I am curious, what other poets are you reading?? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
VeganBohemian Posted April 11, 2007 Author Share Posted April 11, 2007 Yo, this is hilarious. My favorite line is "And watch my nightmares explode with Fanfare", but everyone else prefers different ones! lol. Thank you for your sweet words. What poets do I read? I mainly do not read poetry actually, normally just prose (and I really do not like Kerouac's poetry...mainly his novels!) The best poetry I tend to find online by independent authors. But, I do enjoy the poetry of Lawrence Ferlinghetti, Sylvia Plath, Charles Bukowski, Ginsberg, and I love reading lyrics. I like lyrics by The Good Life, Bright Eyes, The Velvet Underground, and other lyrics-based bands. Mostly I read mainly whatever I find online. I read a lot of poetry at link removed Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
brando Posted April 12, 2007 Share Posted April 12, 2007 Yeah something about Bukowski's poems.... that man knew how to write. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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