Just a poem I wrote...

and I thought I would share it with you's. I have no idea what it means, but any suggestions for a title would go down well because I'm pretty clueless for a name...







The clown is juggling silver notes of music while painting roads that never bend
The dancing thief is giving money while throwing darts towards a friend
The train conductor's climbing ladders while waiting in a queue
The old woman eat's yellow flowers while explaining grass is blue

The nurse is spoon feeding her reflection while building igloos in the sun
The politician's prescribing lifestyles while searching for his gun
The trembling teacher's leaning out the window while spitting judgement in the wind
The homeless gardner gambles his honesty while raiding empty bins

The broken butcher's tearing photo's while skimming regrets into the breeze
The scienctist sword fights his hatred while cursing all that breathes
The breathless baker's walking backwards while collecting sun inside his hood
The angry artist hides hollow treasures while finding faults in all that's good

Karma_11

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Karma_11 said...
Deep poem. Very well written, also very sad and lonely. Is this how you feel about the world when your bi-polar hits? The Struggle might be a good name for your poem. That's what it sounds like to me. Wonting to be one way when you feel another? Keep up your writting, for tomorrows another day towards the freedom of depression.

Thanks Karma :)

It actually didn't start off from depression, I was hypomanic on starting it, but it did manage to bring me down into a depression as it was being written.

There was music on in the room and the image of a clown juggling came into my head and I just thought i'd write it down, but unfortunately the bright image associated with a clown turned a bit darker as it went on.

Learning2deal said...
"The Silent Noise" or "The Extravagant Storm" or "The Raging Line" (Line being like line of work or profession)

I really like The Raging Line, there's more to that title than meets the eye. I also thought "Contradiction At The Crossroads" because it's full of contradictions. A title doesn't really matter I suppose, it's just theraputic to write it down, ya know?

That would be really unfortunate. Do you have a link, Jane, to prove this? Student.com is a huge site and it's impossible to find a poem just floating around in there. I don't doubt you, necessarily, but that's a nasty accusation.

serafena