~ The Addicted Poet ~
No liar, no chain smoker, no drinker, or thief
Would ever compare, to the longstanding temperaments
'twixt heretic or wordsmith, when begging relief
It is most difficult, to break old habits unseen
For the light is everlasting, in beauty be
'tis an honor, to sculpt the picturesque
A blissful joy, in conveying love's company
An education, in delving deep, into one's own darkness
Where truth unfurled, reflects, all humanity
There is 'an otherworldly momentum, in wielding words
Once started, there is no end, to the inveterate poet
For without his love, of self expression
Without this sacred fountain, from whence intention
Flows and grows, into pages and pages of honest poetry
Yes, the true poet, would dive into the architectural abyss
Never knowing, upon which page, or alley wall
His words, his thoughts, his blood, would be splattered...
Tony Taylor
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Wow Tony! another stunner! I so admire your gift and willingness to share in a world willing to discard and toss truth into that abyss! well done my friend!..........................................Jim
Thank ylou JIM!!.....ALWAYS a pleasure my friend!!......and Yes......I agree.....'Tis unusual to find another willing to share their gift of poetry!!......Hugs n Smiles!!.......T xo : )
Wow indeed Jim pinned for perfection 💙
Thank you JILL!!....smiles......T xo : )
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A true poet/ess is an invisible wing for the humanity.
I Like your interpretation brother.....an invisible wing for humanity!!......interesting!!.......stay groovy my friend!!.......smiles......T xo : )
Nice to know you like my comment which is always a genuine one :) I've post this and think you might not read it ;)
https://cosmofunnel.com/poems/thinkers-invisible-wings-190489
Amazing Tony I'm here dying to get my account back cuz I lost my email address and this is the first poem I c ...just crazy ...I believe I'm a slave to irony😉keep up the good work
YAY EDDIE!!...so good just to know you're around!!....looking forward to your being back here full time brother!!......peace n stuff!!.......smiles.....T xo : )
If I can get my account back il be here full time lol it's lay off season and the pens time to start spreading ink
Hi Tony...I take this to mean that when the urge takes you...it takes you and God knows which dark or light part of the soul it will land on..lol. Often poems, verses truths just kind of write themselves I find, like bubbles that burst in the light. Course I might have misinterpreted the meaning here. Great write X
Hi MARION,
Thanx for reading and commenting my friend......this poem is about the unbelievable struggle that it takes to just let your words go ~ after having given birth to them......to let your words fly out into the world without really knowing where they land....upon who's brow.....or who's lips they are repeated...or which which wall they will be 'splattered'!!.......I have always been a little worried and excited by that proposition in general!!......smiles & thanx again!!.......later......T xo : )
Thanx GREG!!......smiles!!....T xo : )
Thank for the VOTE HJ!!.....it's appreciated!!......smiles......T xo : )
Thank you for the LIKE PAULINE!!...so glad you read it!!......smiles.....T xo : )
Tony
I really don't equate poetry as an addiction as it is a good habit. Now doing drugs, taking people's money or stalking people when they do errands in town, these are better examples of addictions, as they are formed by devious intent. What I find as a behavioral scientist is that the narcissist cannot distinguish between habits made through weakness and ones that produces fruits that will benefit others. Positive habits should be separated from destructive ones. Just my take.
I bring this all up because I have this particular sample study that I am analyzing. The subject in question, likes to tell the world around him that he is this upcoming musician. His only vice supposedly is a sickness he has. He likes to misrepresent the truth to others, so they might pity him. The truth of the matter is he is an abusive drug addict, who has financially, physically and emotionally abused others. His family has abandoned him and his ex girlfriend who he talked into doing a fake marriage so he could keep his benefits from the government ( but told everyone it was a legal one), is constantly being stalked by him. This example is horrifying therefore I would not want to equate this type of addiction by putting it in the same category of something that is good like "Poetry" or other forms of art.
Poetry is an Obsession and it can be a savior to the darkness, but it is not an addiction. Just like being an addict is not a disease.
Just a friendly take on this.
Stellar write Tony and the image sums it up poetically perfect. Talk about a relatable topic....