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Sunday, December 11, 2011

stuck

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my dreams

are all so grand


the world shines with

such great light


morning wakes

wrathful demons


fear and doubt have me

in their sights


root bound in

my future inventions


i'm the mother of

stillborn intentions


i'd love to entertain

success


if i only could get myself

dressed...


so i'll just stay stuck

here


it isn't yet high tide


bee on a lollipop stuck

here

the view is quite sublime



oh i'll just stay stuck

here


it isn't all that bad


i'll just stay stuck

here


the sunsets are kinda rad...


one day

i'll get out


and in that boat

you'll see






i'll paddle

out

to middle of it all

you'll be so proud of me






but what if

a tsunami hits!


how the hell would

I survive?






and what if I do?

what do I do?


will the sharks eat me

up alive?


so ... i'll just stay stuck

here


ahhh, all this time for me


i'll just stay stuck

here


sunburned, hungry,

thirsty


bored outta skull stuck

here


i could sure use some company


kinda sucks being stuck

here

say, could you spare a line for me?


had enough being stuck

here

oh thank god i'm not

a tree









Rene ~ December 2011


17 comments:

  1. smiles...a bee on a lollipop...dont let the uncertainty keep you stuck...my fav lines...

    root bound in my future inventions
    i'm a mother of stillborn intentions

    the whole poem is a hyperlink too, that goes to a dead page, not sure if you realized that...

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  2. I think I fixed the hyperlink problem. If not...it's part of the poem y'all :)

    Thanks Brian

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  3. yeah, those lines that brian pointed out socked me in the gut, while the rest is more playful about being stuck. whoosh.

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  4. Yeah, this poem is all about being stuck, realizing that you're stuck and just being to scared or lazy to do anything about it. So you just accept it and try to find silver linings in sewer pipes and crap like that. Maybe write a song or two about it...

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  5. Oh Rene ... you captured hearts and minds with this one.

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  6. Some days it's all about just getting dressed.

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  7. Yes, this one kind of slapped me. I'm very reluctant to launch out. Maybe your poem will help get me moving.

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  8. Risk it, says I! Unsticking can be fun...

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  9. I really love "i'm the mother of stillborn intentions"...wonderful write Rene...

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  10. I'm number "8" of your "9".

    My favourite parts are the stanzas in italics. That's the old familiar self-doubt, eroding all self-confidence.

    This picture would work for me, except it should be more like quicksand.

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  11. Yes you are 8. And you really mean it. At least I think you do. But maybe you're a bot, a Kat bot :)

    and Kat...if you see quicksand then write of quicksand.

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  12. Omigosh, this is terrific. I can feel the tidal movement of the non-moving. Terrific, indeed!

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  13. and just as I was thinking I wanted to be a tree.
    rel

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  14. I love the thought of a bee on a lollipop. I seriously am going to let that roll around in my head a bit. It's saying something to me...

    This poem speaks to me. I think I may see a bit of that man in myself.

    Pearl

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  15. You come up with such great images. Love the bee on the lollipop--now that's stuck!

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