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Of The Weeping by ~DocRobert:iconDocRobert:

Categories Literature > Poetry > Experimental > Other


and wafting out  my front window,
the smell of incense and insurrection
   <because too long a time had passed
where there  a tale of true fiction

see this is why I sit and stare
at the clouds hanging
(shooting breezes and lightning through revolvers)
And even though I knew it was there
 the lost trustees a hanging

and through my thicket
in my own black wood
I doubled the ground
 pon which I stood

  because not I not you, said the sky
  that told and tangled on in the Rye
   just them, it's true
and I slowed down
my face forsooth a frown
a sleeping giant
   in the client
  -el
 of the weeping
©2009 ~DocRobert
:icondocrobert:

Author's Comments

Here is a quick poem that I made in about....10 minutes.

This is one of those cool poems where you don't have to work at all for it to come out of your head.

In fact, when I was writing, the words came out of my head in a giant stream.

So, every word matched divine cosmic...something, that passed through my head just recently.


Or maybe it's my inner muse......

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=Rionx Sep 3, 2009, 8:57:31 AM
The thought police do not approve of this poem:|

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#3-D-ART #Stereoscopy #CollabLit
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~DocRobert Sep 3, 2009, 12:24:18 PM
Definitely.

What do you think of this poem besides that?

--
"We live in a world with no bounds, besides your own.

We do not live in Hell, so therefore Murphy does not have a law.

Every end always fails to stop a new beginning." -Doc R.

"Imagination is more important than Intelligence." -A. Einstein
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=Rionx Sep 3, 2009, 7:01:14 PM
The second...uh...stanza? is really my favorite, I especially like the part 'shooting breezes and lightning through revolvers' altogether it isn't something that I can pin down, but it builds ideas and upon those ideas certian feelings, meshed together in a rythim that only seems to appear as I read the words aloud, I place it on a hot summer day before a storm, the screen door slams and someone in another room is reciting it aloud, in repetition as I relax in the coushony comfort of the couch, but looking at the boiling storm wishing all the while
that I had a basement, I also like the line 'where there a tale of true fiction' again mostly because of the rythim but also the dualisim dosen't seem to negate the idea behind it.

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#3-D-ART #Stereoscopy #CollabLit
:icondocrobert:
~DocRobert Sep 4, 2009, 9:55:12 PM
Well, uh, thanks!

That's exactly what I wanted to hear because I tried to express myself exactly the way that you spoke of.

What I really found strange was how the poem sounded in my head.

See, I've been listening to an audiobook series lately, and the reader has a British accent, and when I heard the poem in my head, it was in an english accent.

So, not only did the words change, but also the rhythm. It's all me, but it's not me, in a sense.

--
"We live in a world with no bounds, besides your own.

We do not live in Hell, so therefore Murphy does not have a law.

Every end always fails to stop a new beginning." -Doc R.

"Imagination is more important than Intelligence." -A. Einstein
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