Fluently Broken

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Fluently Broken

It simply is not me,
To write head in the cloud poetry,
My written strokes on parchment with ink,
Beg not to make one confusedly blink,
Over and over again on words that flow ‘ever so’ gracefully,
Yet bewilder the reader with their apparent but hidden beauty?
I am too self-indulgent as a writer to make it succinct,
Heed not verse or metre; just say it as l think,
Not for everyone, l am the first to concede,
But my written thoughts are easier to read,
Than the sleight of quill and puzzling illusion,
Created by masters who deal with confusion!‘
Twas a nightingale whom did so sparingly sprite’,
Means what exactly, apart from a bird who took to flight,
Am l to write in this fluid, yet babbled splendour,
In order to capture and awaken the mind of the awe struck reader?
Or am l to carry on regardless with my simplicity,
Black and white writings that lack the overcast grey?
None too sure am l even to as which style it may be,
It rhymes most of the time, so is that poetry?
Been called quite a few things in its’ time,
From diatribe to poor man’s lyrical rhyme!
Care not do l in all honesty, it pleases others including l,
And as said is easier understood than ‘heads in sky!’

© Rory Matier 2012

15 thoughts on “Fluently Broken

  1. One of the reasons I like your poetry is that I understand it. I can’t stand poems that overuse metaphor, or that throw together a bunch of big words just to sound sophisticated. It requires far more skill to write clearly, and yet still be poetic and creative.

    1. Hey Josh, many thanks my friend, l have many a time been compared to a Neanderthal when it comes to my writing – and yet my very response is ‘Gees thanks, however at least l know what l am saying …’ Hope you are keeping well 🙂

      1. Actually, I remember reading an article not to long ago that claimed Neanderthals were at least as smart as modern humans – if not smarter. So there’s nothing wrong with being compared to one!

        1. Oh well that’s great Josh – made me feel better indeed, lest us pray that todays’ tidings will be well received then … at least on the oddball level of inspiration! Keep well my friend and thanks for your words of encouragement.

  2. “Heed not verse or metre; just say it as l think..” This! I agree. Some people would call my poetry, prose — doesn’t matter. I say it as I think.

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