Conflicting interests! (poem) by JASMIN HORST E. P. SEILER on AuthorsDen

Conflicting interests!
by JASMIN HORST E. P. SEILER → (All Poetry by JASMIN HORST E. P. SEILER)
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Addictive environment!
CONFLICTING INTERESTS I am drawn back to the silent art That�s where I had my start A stroke with the brush Just a tone with a blush No need to fumble Or even stumble Over words or rhyme A brushstroke will do just fine Someone over a rose bloom bent Who gets it in the End Dirt now a common trend A barrow full I�ll fend Paint the ladybug and bee Those are dear to me A dragonfly a gracious thing Paint the colour in the wing So you see I won�t be bored ever For I am so very clever I can sing and dance Given half a chance Also play the flute And a bit of lute Far be it from me That poetry it should only be But then, now and again And only when The urge to press the pen On paper now and then With words will paint a scene Just to vent my spleen Though a thousand words would take My thirst for poetry might slake This now the road that looks to yonder Might you ever wonder My inside path have to obey Should I want that dragon slay Every nuance dip and hollow My whim entice to follow In the end it�s just a game Should I fail there be no shame Met so many along the way Instead the dragons them would slay Just focused on the world instead Not enrich the soul, but bread, Their inner yearning would neglect To pay them much respect The only currency their soul Left living on the dole But any artist that writes prose To them extend bravos Or the one with brush or chisel A hammer or a whistle Those all the while express their style Be it beautiful or vile Express their soul their being Enrich us all, in other ways of seeing Writing isn�t all that hard If the computer does its part Yet it seems I linger more On motherboards enticing shore Between cooking walking and Tai chi There is hardly any time for me Have to readjust the balance beam Not just look at this darned screen But do not worry my dear friends This is not where it all ends It�s just another rant Without them life be bland Most times I just grumble When with the electronics fumble This to myself a dare I thought with you my friends I�d share! 25/10/2007

Reviewed by Ann Scarborough

Reviewed on October 26, 2007

Balanced on a narrow edge, that's me, singing, playing the trumpet.
Love,
annie

Reviewed by Kathy Armijo

I know I could certainly use a balance beam adjustment. Exactly, where I need the adjustment - I'm not sure, but this hit me squarely between the eyes. A wake-up call,if you will.

thank you so very much.
Kathy

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Have to readjust the balance beam
Not just look at this darned screen

I think something we all must do from time to time, and blessed is the person who is never bored, no matter what they may be doing, be it painting, writing, or simply a walk in nature.

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Jasmin,

Never apologize. Sometimes we've just got to let it out, no matter the medium. I don't paint, so I write, instead. You're multi-talented, can get your stresses out in many ways! Well done.

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.

Good ventings of the spleen necessary at times. :)

Reviewed by Karen Palumbo

Reviewed on October 25, 2007

Beautifully written from your heart in such a heartwarming way. Not always easy to balance everything and sometimes we all need a rest. Enjoyed this honest and sincere piece....

Be safe,
Karen