Essay – 1 minute read
The traditional gatekeepers of poetry, professors and such, have longed considered themselves quality control experts. Their narrow interpretation of what constitutes worthy works comes with constrictions and different restrictions.
Examples include:, Haiku, Ballad, Stev, Ode, Free verse, Blank verse, thematic, limerick and nursery rhymes. Spoken out loud, they provide powerful images within the confines of each style. A feat many writers haven’t bothered to try, poetry, was once deemed elitist and a byproduct of scholarly snobbery.
But The Beat Generation came along in my time and showed that not all poems have to rhyme and that provocative word pictures could be painted without formal meter or stanza standing in the way. A revolution that is still happening today.
Even more important to me, is that everyone can feel free to write poetry on their own websites or social platforms without conventional publishers dictating terms to them.
This, because of the growing poet population online, is the new Golden Age of Expression
Oh! so mellow…
watching pulsing colors go by
a musical lullaby
from a sugar cube
a psychedelic YouTube
a view of the universe
a new legend
a world flowing
out of people’s hair
with nothing to compare
a sense of peace
like smoking dope
dancing all night
in the light
of lava lamps
in hippie camps
and so mellow!
She opened her eyes and pushed away the darkness of eternity. Not yet ready to submit to that unknown journey. She embraced her life for one more day.
Happy memories gave her strength to ignore her dying body. Her pale eyes still reflected determination and an active imagination.
Her fierce soul fought to stay one more day. She would not let her life slip away silently like it never happened.
Grasping for each hour like a sinking swimmer she held on until the next dawn when her soul let go leading her towards a bright glow and an eternal rainbow.
All aboard the Fantasy Train!
Let your imagination take reign
no one is going to say your insane
let those fantasies flow into the fast lane
show your originality
and your creativity
through your artistry
in flights of fancy
the fantasy train is free
to people like you and me
a chance to let others see
when you take that ride
you can say you tried
and found the upside
100 words –
Growing up is a paradox. A mystery to me.
An oddity with its inconsistency, because aging is both a gift and a curse.
Innocence and youth combine in exploration through a vivid imagination. No restraints on the confines of reality. No door closed. No thought unthinkable.
As age settles in, our experiences in the real world become mundane, as we learn that too much imagination may lead to people thinking we’re insane.
Doors once open to the mind, disappear in the daily grind. Bogged down by hard science and reality. Lost in logic and banality. Unoriginality is the final casualty.