Monday, August 17, 2009

On Sorting through Thinking

I always find it interesting what I come up with when I try to write poetry with a limited vocabulary choice. Basically this only happens when I write poems using those refrigerator magnets with words on them. They are intended to leave messages or funny statements, but I generally just make poems. I guess it comes naturally for me, or it's just force of habit. However, I've noticed that I usually end up sounding deeper in these than in my normal poems. I don't think I necessarily am, it just makes me sound different.

This Mortal Fog
composed with kitchen magnets

Beneath celestial music
Above my how's
Why's
Who's
I see light
From night moons and broad smiles
The earth flowers
A would not
Is not

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