a bit of poetry

[RvW]

The depth of thoughts
kept far out of reach
Hypnotically summoned
psychically breached


A gaze and a stare
how protective a skin.
Clever diversions
guard mayhem within.


Colorful lucid dreams
art...one of a kind.
A reusable canvas and easel
the delicate human mind.


Eyes record an image
Storing pigments clear or faint
Terribly wretched pictures
nightmares are able to paint.


Unspeakable dollars per hour
a man will shrink my brain
Tell me please, oh doctor,
am I a genius or simply insane.


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[ 10-01-2003, 09:58 PM: Message edited by: Row Vs. Wade ]

[ampersat]

If you're a genius or insane, does it really matter unless someone declares you to be a genius or insane? And which of the two bears a worse fate?

[jocose]

i have found that the genius`s ive known live on that razors edge separating insanity and genius. i like the poem.. thanks joco

[RvW]

I think it started out well. I enjoyed writting the first 3 1/2 verses, but it kinda turned into Iron Maiden-like lyrics.

[ 10-01-2003, 10:05 PM: Message edited by: Row Vs. Wade ]

[Point-of-Sale Clerk]

"Genius is the ability to reduce the complicated to the simple."


Genius, in one respect, is like gold -- a number of persons are
constantly writing about both, who have neither. :grin:


He who would acquire fame must not show himself afraid of censure. The
dread of censure is the death of genius. :depressed:


Pure Genius

This poem is a masterpiece,
It's purpose is apparent.
It is a simple demonstration,
Of my prodigious talent.

I'm so completely marvelous,
My head can't get much bigger.
I'm a literary genius,
The poet Schwarzenegger.

Traditions cannot hold me,
My ability knows no bounds.
There is no limit to my ego,
My arrogance astounds.

So don't tell me how to do my job,
You can't tell me what to do.
'Coz I'm a pretentious poet,
And I know better than you.

Meter? Rhyme? Who needs them?
They're nothing but a farce.
And if you try to argue,
I'll come and kick your shin. :shocked:

I don't need to have a structure,
I don't need to have a theme.
My genius must be recognised,
Or else I'll scream and scream.

This poem is not rubbish,
Don't try to criticise me.
For I am a literary giant,
And you are just a flea.

So don't tell me how to do my job,
You can't tell me what to do.
'Coz I'm a pretentious poet,
And I know better than you


[ 10-01-2003, 10:33 PM: Message edited by: *** Clerk ]

[RvW]

***, if genious is the abilty to reduce the complicated to the simple, would insane be to expand the simple into the complicated?

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Be happy without the gold.. or unhappy with it...

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Censure will never surpress thought. If it did we might all be insane.


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[ 10-01-2003, 10:49 PM: Message edited by: Row Vs. Wade ]

[Point-of-Sale Clerk]

Would insane be to expand the simple into the complicated?

If you dealt with ODFW as much as I do you would not have to ask that particular question…


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