If we are part of everything then everything is a part of us. Humans so want to be a part of the the collective and yet at the same time we so want to insist on our uniqueness, insisting on social "better than" parameters. We are a strange lot. M.True
I find this so very meaningful, Kate. I love the beat (rhythm), the rhyme, the way it flows and expresses the way things are... ...and yet, it still makes me think of possibilities but then, I do feel a reawakening these days. I hope I don't get let down. You grabbed me by the heart/soul with this one, Kate. Thank you! Love and best wishes to you,
That was really cool! Reminds me of beat, rather than hip-hop. But then it does have a hip-hop rhythm to it that would get jittery drug addled ravers going nowhere fast.
Perhaps that is our reason for existing; to cope with and come to grips with the ordeal of being alone, for surely that is what we fear most and fantasize most about, even to impossible outcomes like basking at the feet of eternal light (in life we would call that sleep deprivation and torture) or being attended day and night by dozens of virgins (an infantile Paradise) - you poets come very close to resolving the cruelty for the rest of us. Casting laughter, even scornful laughter at our fate strengthens our resolve. Thanks.
An insightful view of what far too many delude themselves into thinking doesn't exist, i.e., this aloneness, which if managed with healthy attitude, is quite rewarding...even with one's muse sitting across or beside one all the time requesting a bit of exchange.
“The woman or man who is a poet, or fiction writer, or playwright, or all of these, is engaged constantly in a jazz ballet of vocabularies, passions, genders, histories, perspectives, death, love, and life. The music of revelation announces itself to
Sprightly written with such delightful upbeat rhyme and meter.
I'm in da groove.
Regis
Ron
Peace,
Dayvid
Don't get into a fret
Cause you know what you'll get
If it puts you in a sweat
We'll just catch the next jet
I really liked this.
Love and Light,
Lily