Naked before you, I reveal my truth.
A soul polished by sands of time,
wrapped in a body shaped by years.
Neither may be considered beautiful
except, maybe by those who love me,
but this is honestly who I am.
I have accepted all I have become, or not.
A humorist, trying desperately to cover darkness,
the realist, acting as a mirror for you.
Do I share all that is me with everyone? No.
Those who care can easily read me.
I am not a poetic epic full of riddles and metaphor,
but a nursery rhyme, painted in simple words,
with a moral to my story.
I have swum deeply in the lake of my soul,
drowning at times, in the deep still waters
and have bashed my head in shallow rapids.
Yet always come out on the other end,
maybe wet, bruised and exhausted,
but stronger.
I suckle at time’s breast, nurtured by the milk of life,
all the while, wanting to return to the place of my birth.
I masturbate my soul into virginal hours
wasted by fears that you won’t love me.
To paint myself a clown, may not show me serious enough.
If I proffer my quiet, somber self,
it could show me as a boring, serious ass
who could crack, dried by years of soul’s neglect.
My life is sculpted by the constant abrasions
of humanity I am forced to live in.
My psyche forever being eroded by the masses I hate.
And similar to the land I live on,
the broken topography of my countenance
does not show the depth or darkness
of crevasses, the river of my soul travels in.
The beauty of me is, I am the truth.
Author notes
Inspired by Just Rob's contest, Immortal for marc creamore. I felt a little awkward entering, as I don't know either. Best of luck to both.
nothing specific do I ask
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completing the circle
Your search for self like ( because self love has poor connotations) begins and ends with truth and is a perfect closed circle. love the symbolism here.
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Good point self-like is good.
Thanks, Buddy
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My life is sculpted by the constant abrasions
of humanity I am forced to live in.
My psyche forever being eroded by the masses I hate.
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i think this is abstract, but not abstract enough.. for my taste atleast.
this is awesome though, almost too literal but not quite. Amazing! -
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Thanks for the read and kind comment. I am not much of an abstract person, cubed maybe.
Thanks again,
Buddy
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You don't need images or pretty words when you write. Everyone that has read this and commented knows it's spoken with your heart.
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that part is true enough.
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You need not know either to understand what they write about my dear friend, you see and understand much more than you take credit for and you should have entered this one.
C (it says a whole lot about you)
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Thank you dear Chez,
You home already... wow, too fast I'm sure.
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Yeah home and with no clothes or souvenirs as of yet lol I might have to go au naturel soon LOL
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Five stars for au naturel... I'll be right there. LOL
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fantastic!
I really loved the introspective nature of this read. it leaves nothing to hide, and this is an admirable quality in a poem. this poem takes the reader on a journey inside your mind, and what a ride it was!
thank you for sharing
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Many thanks, for your kind comment. You should see the ride from in here...LOL
I truly appreciate the time you took to read and comment.
Buddy
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Terrific!!!
This describes me to a letter. This poem really spoke straight to my soul and I really like that. Trying to cover up our faults is something we all do and some better than others. I know what it's like to walk around with darkness deeper than your soul can go - I've been there and it is not fun. Like this poem I accept who I am to a degree regardless of all of my faults. If we are truthful with who we are we all might be just a bit happier and not so angry all the time. I really liked the line "I prefer my quiet, somber self" as that is my entire personality. Absolutely perfect. I just love when poems touch me right in the heart and soul.
Can't wait for your next one.
~Willie~
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Hi Willie,
Yeesh, I hope you don't have this strange psyche rambling around your soul like I do. LOL all in all it's not too bad really. It is after all the only me I am, for now.
I thank you for your understanding and kind comments.
I write from the hip which is loaded by my muse (or not) at the time of creation, sometimes I read back and go, huhn... I wrote that? The next could be erotically bent or romantic in nature, deep rarely gets covered. Looking at these comments, I may have to dig deeper.
Thanks again, Buddy
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Thank you for your kindness in reading and taking the time to comment.
Buddy
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Yes Dalaney, who knows me well, was correct in having you send this my way. It is raw and naked, unpretentious and true to the poet's vocation. You might give entering it in Rob's contest a second thought because I know how well he could relate to it. Thank you for giving me the opportunity to read it . . . and hey, Ginsberg allowed himself to be naked, both physically and spiritually, so don't hesitate my friend, don't hesitate . . .
Marc
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I thank you for your appreciative comments. I enjoy AP and write mainly to satisfy my souls need to express. The contests are a good place for inspiration, they are enjpyable, but I do not write for the points nor trophy. To write, is it's own reward for me. To write better would be preferable.
Oh, it's a pre-write now anyway... lol
Thanks again and best of luck to you,
Buddy
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Ya know... I could go real deep here in this comment and have this whole of AP wagging tongues and talking guff.
I'd rather not, because you know already.
I know the contest you're talking about, and was very tempted to enter myself. Nah, they have all the real important
poets in there, scratching and clawing to win all those points.
It did inspire me to write a responsorial to Ginsberg's supermarket piece,
so I guess in essence, I did what you did.
I think this is beautiful, true and all you.
I am very happy to see you're not trying to cover up what makes you a poet, and a person and a good good friend.
I am proud of you.
They need to see the real you too..
love to you always my dear.
jin
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Hmmmm, definition of important poet... one who's words move you and that flow with your soul. My definition of JIN ! You are as important as ANYBODY!
Glad you like where this went as I bared my soul... lol maybe my soul isn't worth 27000 pts. I might need more
Later dear heart,
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If you keep baring your soul like this, I will give you every damned point I have and can get my hands on.
I can see you wandering around the woods gathering reasons and verses and learning how to accept what you cannot change without preamble or cause.
Just knowing that any of my work touches you, reaches you is enough to make me feel Im on to something...havent figured out what yet, but isnt that the best part of life> the not knowing?
I think you're one of very few people I want to know when I get old and cantankerous and eat nothing but sunflower seeds and complain about my arthritis to. I want to know you when you're 100 and your eyes are so faulty,
you need someone to read the TV Guide for you. I love the real you Buddy, dont ever never change. okay?
Love to you always.
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LOL, I'm walking around the woods mumbling to myself cause I can't see the mushrooms I go to harvest.
I hate TV so you'll have to type my poems into the pooter for me when I hit 100 in a year or so. LOL
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harvesting mushrooms without me? ...lol. that's just not fair.
and you are only as young as you feel. tv guides aside, I'd type for you anytime old man, just tell me when
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Sheesh old man??? I hope not... My family knows, I have said I will be old the day before I die. Ummmm, tomorrow is NOT the day...lol
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you said it darling, not me.
and I jes love saying it
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This was a wonderful read. Marc is one of my favorite poets, and once you take a look at his work, you will see why I say, he will love this piece.
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I have read scant little of his works, plan to. He may like this, but may never see it, as it is not in the contest.
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I'm proud of you for writing this... for revealing so much.
It's lovely
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LOL, at least I kept my clothes on... almost didn't.
Thank you for your always kind words.
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Life is a Book
I honestly believe there is a calm that comes from knowing oneself amid an every changing world. The worst times, never timid at best garner the strength of character that comes from living… never futile is a lesson of life… for I feel life holds no regrets only lessons… that ease us into an every waiting morrow. Riveting work a brazen honesty well received. Darling my heartfelt thank you for a most intense piece.
Lady E
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what a wonderfully deep comment, thank you. As for brazen honesty, that's all that will grace my page and lips.
Good to see you about the grounds here, I hope you enjoy your stroll.
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what a brave open piece this is brilliant in all its content bless ya mate your a champ
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LOl, I write this and it wsn't even for a contest. LAst week seemed to be my erotic week. This week I can't even seem to kiss a girl right.
Thanks for the kind comment and the read.
Buddy
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I like this and after reading it I like you even more. Several times in this poem you mention those who care: I'm one of those people who care for you.
Love,
Amera
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Thank you dear Amera.
I know and smile.
Buddy
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Raw and bare...you've laid yourself open to the reader. The beauty is that we love and admire you
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I am humbled by your wonderful comment. Welcome back!
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