So I'm still working on the poem that I've been working on for some time now. I think I may have to break parts of it apart and do other things with them, but that happens. In the process of writing I went back and was looking for a poem where I used the line "held back by the serifs caught on my tongue." That line took a lot of effort. I think I can really rotate the entire poem around that line. I really want to revisit this poem, Busted Afternoons. I have liked Subdue the Rain for a long time now, but Busted Afternoons really shows emotion.
Current Poem in Progress: dealing with my muse. I have had quite a bit of inspiration to guide my poetry, and I definitely have grown from the ugh, just thinking about it makes my soul hurt, things I used to write like "Sippy Liquey." Yeah, that was a bad one. I moved on to write some better things, and I.... words, something, yep I lost it.
Get It Faster - Jimmy Eat World
Pretty cool video cover: Paramore doing a cover of Use Somebody - Kings of Leon
Back to current. How do you explain pain and spiraling effects and edging on disaster?
Sing in me, Muse, and through me tell the story
of that man skilled in all ways of contending,
the wanderer, harried for years on end
Portraying this has been difficult and most of the reason this poem is not done. I'm going to work on it today and see what happens.
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