Discover

Slam poetry, the second one. This one's a little different, definitely a different meaning. It's just a lot of fun to write.

 

Discover

 

She called out to all of us

And said poetry isn’t crazy.

I don’t remember her name but

I remember that I disagreed.

Poetry – I think the only way

You’ll understand

Is if I yell those pieces of

Literary curse words, crazy bits of bad grammar and misplaced commas.

But do you hear me?

 

When he spoke, he said
Society lost something when thoughts

Were written down, trapped in a leather

Binding.

One has to DISCOVER thought now,

Well let me say that

I’m taking this opportunity to TELL you

What I’m thinking. Now, thoughts are discovering you.

 

Your books have no lives,

Their words do not grow in volume

To exemplify something

BIG, something HUGE, something IMPORTANT.

And anything subtly noted does not whisper

Suggestive implications that might prove

USEFUL.

At a later date.

 

If you were to read this in a book

You wouldn’t understand

Most of this is just crazy bits of improv

And very little rhyme.

This is an INSANE amount of thought and I swear

Writing it is making me talk to myself.

 

But did you know that poetry is crazy?

Author's Note

I hope you enjoy the passion. ;o