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Mar 14, 2008
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I Trip on My Poems
I Trip on My PoemsBy Michael Lee Johnson In the night when poemsare born, I search for no onebut the hidden words.Conjunctions are just meeting placeslike personal ads for wild women.Even my lady friend criticizes mefor being uncreative, disconnected,a time degenerate.The secrets stretch inside my metaphors, Ican’t find them all.I miss spell check;grammar is a liar;syntax is drug substance I refuseto understand.I’m a trouble-free minded poetwith the training of an uncultivated monster;I chew on my experiences, go backto the prey, the kill, usually alone and spit.But I have no sense of formality.Even near my tender momentswhen the images blossom into rain flowersI trip on stems cut my way lose to nowhere.I go there to see what I can find. -2007-
— poetryman, Mar 14, 2008
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eric ashford
18 years 3 months ago
Poems about poems (or the
poetryman
18 years 3 months ago
Response to Eric
Calliope
18 years 3 months ago
I loved this!
Alobar
18 years 3 months ago
This strikes me more as a
poetryman
18 years 3 months ago
Gang how are you?
Mark
18 years 3 months ago
Once again you glue me to your words
themoonman
18 years 3 months ago
Hi Michael...
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