It flits through my consciousness
alighting for a moment
pull me in
turning on a light in my mind
it's a spark.
setting my imagination on fire.
the wheels began to turn.
gears churning faster and faster
lance armstrong is behind the handlebars
my mind keeps charging
building speed
breaking through barriers.
skipping over.
flying past.
so fast
not quite sure what is happening
all i know
it feels like heaven
my mind is full of hope
possibilities
the options are endless
ive got no idea where im goin
i hope im doin this right?
right now!
No! dont catch it!
do you dare to pause and question
ability and power
all you need is heart, drive, passion
these are the fuel
my mind is the engine.
but oh what sparked this flood
breaking down the dam
holding me back
but OH!
what could have shook my mind
causing this avalanche of hope
don't catch it
let it catch you
carry you away
into the unknown
oh the beauty of it
but OH! what could have caused this?
don't let it flit past.
jump on and fly away
fly away into the future
but OH! what could have caused this?
this marvelous idea?
fyi. arthur i never proofread these b4 i post them.
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This is great!
ReplyDeleteThis is a great forum for dumping the raw stuff - revision should never sap energy - a good poem is like good sushi. Whats inside only get's cooked if it needs to be, but the raw food is served as a culmination of careful training and aplication.
One of Pushikin's biographers was suprised to see that his manuscripts held so many revisions that there was almost nothing left the same. Pushkin's poetry, though revised obsessively, still leaps off the page as though lightning bolts from heaven sreamed straight through pushkin onto the page.
It's damn good sushi
(in Australia you can say damn and hell - they are the same as heck and darn... if I start saying those words I'll have to stop saying bloody which I'm in no mood to do so I'd better get back into the habit of keeping the American bad words laws)
don't ever feel like you have to revise for me though - I think it's important to have a context in which you can dump the unedited stuff.
also...
ReplyDeletedo i dare ask what the 'idea' is?
I hope it doesn't involve drugs or our suburban... I have some work to do before I trust it with a long voyage
nope im talkin about dreaming
ReplyDeletedont worry about your suburban. oh and did u catch the biking reference?
This poem is how I feel when I wake up refreshed by a break from thinking, maybe that is why we sleep, so we remember how to dream. If I can turn pink Chinese money into green American then I am going to get a new pair of bindings for Seth's costume so I can ride in style and comfort this season.
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