I wanted to write poetry:
poems profound
insight-full illuminations (from Spirit)
Soul psalms
I wanted to write words that
mattered, meant something, made minor moments magical
words that
moted and e-moted
Instead I wrote worth-doubting words
(of suspect standing)
halting, stilted, and stunted
from their birth in my overthinking mind
words I forced into awkward positions
that fell flat (dull) in the speaking, in the reading
despite my arrogant attempts
to make them stand upright
to make them impressive, recognized, and loved
I wrote phrases--lacking merit--
that gloried in their tenacious triteness
that took pride in their hollow sounds and misplaced images
that were falsely satiated in their pitiful emptiness
I chose subjects less mystical and more mediocre:
mundane moments making efforts to be miraculous
trying but failing to intelligently and intuitively show
rhythm and flow,
depth and light,
substance and Soul
Yes, I wanted to write poetry.
Instead I wrote this.
Copyright © 2012 by Vicky Lynn Macchione
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