The Poet

by Everlasting   Aug 23, 2014


In my cellphone, I write this poem.
I write. I form. I create this poem
As a confession
that I have tried to form, create,
and write myself as if I were a poem.

Always unfinished
Always abandoned

Never truly caring about my imagery.
Of how I portray myself to the public.
Of how I structure my posture, my body
To draw unnecessary attention.

Always jumbled
Always random

Never truly giving time to write a complete poem.
Of polishing up my words, my sentences
Of fixing up my incoherentness
So people could understand me better.

Always rushing
Always using cleverness

Never truly trying to please anybody
Just simply writing how I feel at the moment
Just simply being myself at that moment
Just Simply being the simple me

The poet.

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  • 9 years ago

    by Lune de ma vie

    I loved the expressions of the words and how you pieced them together in this poem.
    I really enjoyed this entire concept and the expression of how you feel a poem is defined.
    Anything can be a poem to anyone and you did a great job here.
    I loved how it flowed, enjoyable read for sure.

  • 9 years ago

    by Everlasting

    But disingenuous in a way, since you are actually quite introspective, and despite your protestation of incoherence, you manage to communicate in a purposeful manner.

    ^^ hehe yeah, Mr. Larry that may also say something about myself, I actually think that I am not good at expressing myself. But turns out, that no matter how much randomness I may think I say, I actually make more sense than what I think. It's in a way, a puzzling surprise.

  • 9 years ago

    by Larry Chamberlin

    Nice use of the example carried through to prove the point:

    "Never truly giving time to write a complete poem.
    Of polishing up my words, my sentences"

    Where I would ordinarily rave about incomplete thoughts and fragmentary messages, in this case that is precisely your purpose. Clever? Yes, but effective as well. But disingenuous in a way, since you are actually quite introspective, and despite your protestation of incoherence, you manage to communicate in a purposeful manner.

    You start off by identifying yourself with the poem - a construction. Yet, if you are attempting to create yourself, who is this building for? You claim it is easily abandoned, that you are not worried about the outside world, but who then is your audience? If it is an inner being, let us glimpse her! Oh, we have, she is the poet. Well done.

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