Slam poet.
Sentences like mile markers in the era.
Pass the murky darkness of modern romance.
Look, actual real words.
Hear the cry to the crowds in the dark ahead.
These are words.
Coherent, magnetic,
Like highway lines into the dark,
Powerful.
One after another.
And you focus, and they pass,
And they draw you to the next,
And the next.
Cruise control in the silent night,
And you watch the lines pass
Through the sleeping world.
Are you the only one awake?
And the next.
Slam poet.
Past the exit.
5 miles over the speed limit and counting.
Friday, June 20, 2008
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9 comments:
...I especially like the last line.... Awesome drive :-)
I might sound a little more enthusiastic...but I just woke up from a 2am night...those tend to make me tired... :-P
Every time I read it it means something new, something different.... I like it, you write well.
You know, if we heard all the great poets of the world speak, once a night...or a week maybe... just think! :)
"The power of the pen is truly mightier than the sword!" I don't know who said it --- I did NOT - I just remembered it and I agree with whoever originally quipped it!
You've captured it! Brilliant - simply brilliant!!!
I really love pixie dust!
Yeah, Cass, I might write something more than once a month!!! You?
oi! :( well at least i could read lots of stuff from you :D lol :P
thats it. we need to start our own waldon pond... and somehow get some real poets to join us :P lol
real poets would be a help.
Is this meant to be read aloud, the way slam poetry is done?
I have trouble finding the rhythm of this one. The middle part--"Like highway lines into the dark" etc, is the highlight for me. There the rhythm and images draw me in. Also, b/c I like the metaphor.
Kar, yes, meant to be read aloud. Inspired by Taylor Mali. There was not meant to be an actual meter pattern; the rhythm I tried (?) to capture is that of the lines on the highway....maybe not too successful there...
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