You are not your mind
You are not your dreams
You are not your time
You're not your bleeding knees
And you're not mine
You are me
You are the wind
Kissing the trees
You're more than
You can believe
You are belief
You are faith
You are all that is
Or ever could be
You are the beyond
well . . .
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I loved the line "you are not your bleeding knees." But the rest of it wasn't quite dark enough for my tastes. I'm not one for dark, dramatic poetry that turns uplifting and (in my opinion) a little hokey. But again this is just my opinion. I still like it, though. =]
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I saw the word cheese and had to take a squiz! This poem could easily be made into a song if you were able to write music to it, which makes this a double whammy - I've had a couple of my poems converted into songs by a friend of mine, but none of my poems would work as well as this. Nice =)
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Thank you.
It was written as a song, I think. Its a hard line (or perhaps dotted) to draw sometimes. I usually have a strong rhythm that drives my writing in that moment, sometimes that can take over a bit. I feel like most of them become cheap juvenile rhyming folk songs that aren't much of a poem or a song. So, I don't know about "double whammy," but recording the ideas and working on it is the important part. I guess thats critical, but that's what really counts. the unobserved life and such, right? Thanks again. Especially for giving me a somewhat related tangent to ramble off of.
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That is very true in regards to ideas and working on them, and once you have the basic outline you're over halfway there, touching up is the easy part, and can generally take days, weeks, even years. I've had a couple of my poems I've added to with 3-4 year gaps. And ramble away, I find I have my better ideas whilst rambling on a tangent....provided my tangent isn't surrounding Llamas. You're very welcome
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