Tuesday, December 10, 2013

Pieces

It's already been a crazy December, and I've spent much of it already listening to my favorite songwriter's (Mark Lind) many bands & albums. I'm always blown away by honest his writing is. I am constantly inspired when I'm listening to anything that he's involved in.



Pieces

I keep a list
on my phone of themes,
images, scenarios, and prompts
that I want to write about.
Chaos, love, bits of broken
pieces, black ooze, the
guitarist playing his heart
out on the square to passers-by.

Somewhere, swirled in this
list is a semblance
of what I call life. A lot
like the abstract painting
by my brother that hangs
above my bed; heavy white
lines, paint splotches of black
and red that sometimes combine
to make purple. Life. Writing
lines, images; emotions experienced
by everyone, yet written about only
from the pens of the brave. I
wish I was one of them.

Maybe one day, after I’ve
picked up as many pieces
of my broken self as I can
find and glue them
sort of back together
will I find the courage to
explain myself to the world.



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20 comments:

  1. eh, who says they need an explanation anyway. well penned

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  2. I wish I was one of them as well. I can relate with your sentiment. Well-penned.
    -HA

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  3. Ah Katie, you are alraedy one of those people - and poems like this prove it ... smiles

    Tony

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  4. I think this is a great sentiment.. but in reality the realisation has already moved you beyond any hesitation,

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  5. A lovely share Katie ~ You write beautifully you know, smiles ~

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  6. I already see the kind of honesty in your poetry that I very much appreciate. You have found the courage, and I do hope you continue to write with that courage that you so admire in others!

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  7. smiles...explain yourself...or allow others to see the beauty that all those broken bits can make in the mosaic of us?

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  8. Well written and beautifully open Katie - I was touched by this - Thank you... With Best Wishes Scott www.scotthastie.com

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  9. What a frightening thought, to have to explain yourself. I love thus poem, Katie. Very well written.

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  10. explaining yourself to the world is a daunting task...loved this poem.. it reflects somethings I struggle with at times...

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  11. We are like living poems. It's all in how we put it all together.

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  12. Courage is now. Leap and the net will appear.

    If it feels hard to do, you're on the right track.

    Cheers!

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  13. One shouldn't feel the need to explain themselves... since we can't control how people take what we give them... I say, express it, then leave it all on the floor and let them build how they see fit... smiles... strong poem.

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  14. you know... i find myself most in those broken pieces when i write about them...makes them kinda visible and understandable to me...just saying...smiles

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  15. We all hope to find ourselves. And fear it to some extent too.

    (Editorial comment: verse 2, line 4: should read 'painting', I think.)

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  16. Damn! I lost my comment. I liked this very much. You find and knit back the pieces through your creativity. It's a better from of therapy.

    Also, the rhythm is interrupted in the first stanza. this "that I want to write about" interrupts the natural flow of your words. I think that rhythm should be tested in the mouth. Read your poem aloud and see if there are stumbling blocks for your readers. Otherwise, a lovely, evocative poem.

    Lady Nyo

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  17. I used to keep a notebook of ideas but haven't been lately. Such a good idea to use your phone. Too bad mine's dumb! Ha!

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  18. Yes not taking has changed but the act of doing it hasn't. For some reason my ideas come in the bathtub or when first awaking. Sometimes I get them down before I forget, more often not. I like the idea of collage and breaking through inner walls to write the simple truth. It's a lifetime journey . Well done.

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  19. uhmm that word is meant to be "note" - missing keys today. Sorry.

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