Head/Wall
Where is the sense in all this?
Head/wall.
Nothing but circles, this particular circle,
and it’s growing old, fast.
It’s pretty hard to get into specifics
when there are so many specifics.
We all have problems, but it’s time
your problems were yours,
and not mine. Speaking of mine,
I ask myself, where is my head at?
Here.
When I wish my thoughts were elsewhere.
This is my response to MTB: Stream of Consciousness Writing, the prompt from Grace at dVerse ~ Poets Pub,which asks us to write a poem by emulating “the passage of thought through your mind without any inhibitions. For that reason, sentences become longer, less organized and more sporadic in style.” Sorry, but once I started it just flowed. Unfortunately, these is where my head was at. I wrote for five minutes, and this is what came out. Wonder what it looked like? See below. I suppose it could have been a prose poem, or simply a rant.
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Beautiful piece!
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Thank you, Lucy. “Frustrational” inspiration.
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A lively existential stream, sir. You rocked the prompt. Nice to see the long hand. I still write the first draft in it; Hemingway did too.
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Thanks, Glenn. 🙂
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I so love the handwritten note. Sometimes I think we are all stuck in the circle, wondering where is the start and end. Must be the pandemic curse. Thanks for joining in.
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And thank you for the prompt, Grace. I’ve calmed down. 😉
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Oh, how well I can identify with your mind wonderings. Lots of great lines..
I liked the line that said it’s about time your problems are yours not mine…
Well done Ken
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Thanks, Dwight. Sometimes you just have to vent.
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You are right!
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You’ve summed up my current state of overwhelm with “It’s pretty hard to get into specifics / when there are so many specifics.” I find myself wincing when I open email and see yet another string of notes on specifics of the pandemic, the racial unrest, the politics … any one of those categories is waaaay over-reported and under-understood by the reporters … definitely by me as reader!
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Sometimes the world can be an assault on the senses – personal, local, global. Give me the moon and stars, and a bit of hope.
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You’ve captured a frustration that so many are feeling right now, Ken. Head/Wall says so much. Thank God for the ability write out the frustration. Us writers and poets have a powerful coping tool in our toolboxes. You have very nice handwriting!
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Thank you, Lisa. Yes, writing can be therapy.
Often, my writing is a blend of block and cursive, whatever is quickest to get out. All (or mostly, here) cursive took a conscious effort.
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You’re welcome.
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Nice. Great that you shared the draft, and you shared it just as it came out. Lots I can identify with here!
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🙂 Thank you. This one happened to be fueled by frustration.
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I can’t believe you just sat and wrote this. It’s great.
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Thanks, Sarah. I give credit to the power of rant!
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Those circles are endless and exhausting. (K)
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Yes, too often so. Thank you, Kerfe.
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A most gorgeous poem as well as handwriting 😀 Kudos! 💝
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Thank you! 🙂
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Head/wall … the most descriptive phrase with which I think we all can identify. So much of his pandemic and trying to sort out truth from fiction is like batting one’s head against a stone wall!
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Thank yo, Beverly. It might make a difference if we could have faith in our sources.
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Your stream is spot on … cheers.
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Thank you, Helen. 🙂
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I really like this. Semi-rant, semi-prophecy, and very true.
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Thanks, Claudia. I needed to vent.
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Not surprising these days. I was able to vicariously do so by reading this poem, myself.
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Oh I do love where this brought you… the head to wall makes me think of sitting up in bed.
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Thanks, Björn. In many ways, we need a wake-up call.
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