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Crazy

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It was a decade of black

after a decade of white

a decade of crazy

after a decade of sane

a decade of exploration

after a decade of certainty

 

-it gave us black crazy spacemen who explored the edges of certainty and sanity

 

headlong into the gilded marble halls of a pristene society they went

crawling into every blemish and crack

that Mr. Clean and Ajax could not scrub away

 

Out came the mind- ravaged, raped, naked as the sun

exploded, expanded, twisted,

misshapen into an unrecognizable array of unarrayed c h a o s...

 

Some claim they saw a light beyond man

others claim it was just a smudge on their cool-ray sunglasses

 

A receding battlefield still smoulders, still stinking

yet to be inhaled...

some say they can smell the fragrance of gentle flowers

amid the toxic fumes... others say it is just a hallucination

 

In exploration there are many turns-

some are genius,

others are just plain crazy.

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Written August 14th, 2006

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  • Toni A Christman
    September 2, 2006
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    Oriteythen! We gots a little bit of Ginsberg going on here. Well, ok, that's my opinion. But I think this poem has a real reminiscence of beat poetry to it. I like it. And being old enough to remember all of this to a T - I have to say it is right on accurate. What I like best here is that I can read this poem and feel just like I did when it was all happening. That means you did a bang up job on your poem. Toni

  • GoneWithTheStorm
    August 20, 2006
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    Only now I realize that the contest is already closed.
    Good luck next time Wayne. Anna.

  • GoneWithTheStorm
    August 20, 2006
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    Oh, I remember so well the first man walking on the moon. We could see it in television, but many older people did not believe it what they saw. They told us that it was just a tric of some movie maker, in the way Steven Spielberg makes his movies nowadays. I remember that it went beyond my imagination... I was not excited about it at all. I heard it, believed it but it did nothing to me. I think, I could not really understand it. Well, being only 15 years old then (July 20th, 1969) and very naive... what do you know eh? lol. Thanks for reminding me of that time in history Wayne. Good luck in the contest. Anna.


  • wbiro gold member
    August 15, 2006
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    Hello, poetry sis, I was 4-14 yrs. old during the 60's, so I was more of a spectator... my older sis was the perfect age... so I had a front-row seat!


  • cherche -d -ame
    August 15, 2006
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    thank you for sharing your thoughts on these times.....I am always told that the 60's would have been an ideal place for me, it makes me wonder if that is a compliment or an insult Best wishes in the contest.....btw, I heard today that footage of the moon-landing has been lost by Nasa ?
    much love,
    reenie


  • ScarletO gold member
    August 15, 2006
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    Nice imagery of the past experiences that took place. I am wondering how you did the black box for the poem. This makes such an easier read as you will notice with the comments it is difficult. That is the trouble with backgrounds, they do not always aid the visibility of words but are decorative.


  • tanzanite
    August 15, 2006
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    Amazing piece of work - I love the last stanza and I love the image of flowers hidden between toxic ruins and the mind escaping - open, vulnerable. It seems you never fail to come up with pieces that carry your unique voice. Great to see that you are always consistent in this. Well done. This is a winner.


  • cloven gold member
    August 15, 2006
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    bravo my friend bravo


  • poet2angels gold member
    August 14, 2006
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    This is brilliant....You have described in vivid detail the decade ...The good the bad and the horrific.....Awesome poetry in style, form and contest! BRAVO!
    Lynda


  • u took my user name
    August 14, 2006
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    hehe. loved it. thou speaketh in words of wisdom. WOOOOOO i sound so... yeah. lol
    i wasn't around in the 60s...nor was i thought off but true true (the best comment so far is mine MWAHAHAHAHA )

  • pozo
    August 14, 2006
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    Great poem. Keep writing, this showed the 60s well to me
    All the best
    Pozo


  • suseann
    August 14, 2006
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    Must of been a bad trip for you.The 60's I mean. Chaotic yes,turmoil filled yes,mind bending yes,freedom yes,relevent most certainly.I suppose every generation views it's self as such.But we charted a path of openess beyond the yesterdays and far more open to conceptual idealism than today in my memories.Unique personal take on a sign of the times you've coined.~~Suseann

  • Son of Jim
    August 14, 2006
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    This is my favorite read of the week. What a tour, the Mr. Clean and Ajax lines brilliant, overall the poem is fresh and interesting and timeless. Bravo.

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