Bukowski's Muse
Yes, I admit
my work is never poshÂ
I've never liked fancy poetryÂ
I don’t need a vocabulary of big words, because
sending my reader to a dictionary simply isn’t my style
I prefer to make them cringe
and blush
that is indeed where the richness truly comes from is it not?
pure honesty of who and what has just been fucked
prostitutes and dogs galore?
even one great poem
that gets the reader thinking, thinking about the magnificentÂ
and of course extremely ugly imagery
and emotion from each un poised lineÂ
waiting anxiously for the nextÂ
and in some very rare cases
the reader becomes envious
because isn’t that what poetry is?
and finally… the last lineÂ
that always gives us the satisfaction of impact?
Bukowski admitted
that his very best friends and finest company to keep
were Bach and Mozart
and the only true reason he loved them
was because, they were already dead
so maybe, just maybe, right now
they are all together somewhereÂ
composing a delightful masterpiece?
whilst I, his muse...
am living very happily in limbo?
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Consider me enviousÂ
lol 🤣 cool dear Rory. 🌹Â
Ah the process of poetry. Cringe and blush are great verbs to use. I think, of all the modes of writing, poetry has its for want of a better term, class system somewhat like you used to get, maybe still do, certainly on Cunard, when cruising. It would put me firmly in steerage methinks.Â
See where your words have taken me dear Shirley. And in the end isn't that poetry's greatest gift? To make the reader reflect and be moved by what they are reading. Which is what you have done my dear friend and if I have meandered down unintentional paths I am sorry. 🌹
Ah Bernie, this review is magnificent no need for those last words on the end, you would happen to be the last person on earth to apologise for your words generosity and brilliant reviews, you got the exact intent of this poem, I adore the work of Bukowski he packs a punch and indeed on many occasions lights the spark of my own pen. To read something and to be inspired from that, is a gift and you have just given me mine. Thank you dearest friend. 🌹
Aaw that warms my heart dear Shirley. And makes my day. Thank you so much. Sometimes what I say is like taking a leap of faith but hey it can be so worth it. Have a lovely day dearest friend. 🌹
Nobody could ever be offended by your thoughts dear Bernie, and if they were it would be an ego problem, and probably they shouldn't be posting poems at all if that's the case, i could never imagine you offending anyone, know your audience always and use your time on those you know will always appreciate your wonderful reviews, that's all I can say. 🤗
Aaw thank you again my dear friend. Roger that is all I can say dearest Shirley. 🌹