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Throw this were you want, I have lost my place.

Poetic I’m sure
But [lacking] the taste of passion.

That’s what my inner critic says
Every time I decide to be myself.

I’m never enough
And my poetry never says otherwise.

A smoother touch
Might have gotten this heard by more
Than ghosts, or by shadowed ears.

Either way the tunnel is still long and winding,
Better to create my own light then wait for the unpredictable.
Too bad I’m not much on preparedness
I have no matches,
Too bad I lost the taste for nicotine
I have no lighter.

Well I’m not sure my intentions
are actually showing their face
through the window my words are trying to create
and certainly I could drag this out into more directions
than a compass has knowledge of
even now I am being intentionally long winded.
But as long as you can read,

make what you will of it.

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On Saturday January 5th, 2008, NikesRain (1475) writes:

honest and up front... we are our own worst critics.. usually... something i'm sure many can relate to and feel a sense of understanding and relief knowing they're not alone in this.. our greatest strength is not in never falling but in getting up every time we fall... much respect to you

On Wednesday January 2nd, 2008, An Expired Member (27) writes:

This seems familiar to me. I'll leave it at that and make of it what I will. Thanks for sharing.

On Wednesday January 2nd, 2008, Nill (172) writes:

Have passion have virtue have stamina. Have courage have insight have a large vocabulary otherwise known as a lexicon. Dude. You let go. I really liked this poem. You aren't muddied by the frustration of constantly trying to make it great. I really like this poem. All I can say is that I'm a fan of wu-wei and empty mindedness and you've proven my point. Ok. That sounds bad but it's not. It takes skill to just write what you feel at the moment without trying to make an ordered thought stream. Eloquence is highly overrated. hughhhhh....dude. This is positive. Internet doesn't convey speech intonation so thus I sound like a douche. But I don't mean this bad....alright? Good.

On Wednesday January 2nd, 2008, Zen (629) writes:

hope that helps. respectively, Mari

On Wednesday January 2nd, 2008, Zen (629) writes:

So, no matter how you say it, as long as you feel it, to a point that's a little baser than vast intellectualization, then, ultimately, that's passion. Whether anyone can get it or not. It's what you feel, and sometimes it's kind of beyond what we feel that we can adequately express in words. But what's really awesome, is when someone can paint it, and potently enough, where it scorches anyone who reads it. then, and only then, can we really really be proud of ourselves. when we can express every shade of our passion to where people can read it, and feel it, and know it. then that... is an accomplishment.

On Wednesday January 2nd, 2008, Zen (629) writes:

But i think that maybe passionate writing is short writing, when a person is past the lengthy or wordy nature of their usual character, because it's something illogical. something you feel but can't always express as eloquently. Anyway, I think that it's the potency of the work, not the length.

On Wednesday January 2nd, 2008, Zen (629) writes:

I actually just had a 45 minute talk about passion with someone. It consumes some people, and never touched others. And neither of the two sides can understand eachother. heh

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