Betrayal of
Talents
Drop
the treble, bump the bass
Feel
the music in your bones and face
Escape
into the words and sounds
Artist
bares the soul
To
stand on stage, so apparent
Spotlight
on, fist to the firmament
To
reach the assembled audience
Creation,
lose control
I
know the meaning of the words I’m singing
The
strings I strum, sound blast, ears are ringing
Feel
like the message that I’m conveying
Can’t
escape my heart, my shortfall talents betraying me
I
just want to move another
The
way the music moves me here tonight
I
want someone to share this feeling
I
know I need to release this from my soul
Am
I the tree that falls
But
no one there to hear or see me down?
The
poet’s pen, stabs the paper
Bleeds
the ink
The
smoky vapor
Words
put down, put down,
The
death of me
Lay
out raw for all to view
To
see the pain in me, pain in you
Manifest
it, purging, into something beautiful
Straggle
hard against the demons
Implanted
egg, with the seamen
Ego,
self-doubt lash out
Until
the anger dissolves
Death
a million paper cuts
Screams
in my head, butterfly guts
The
Ancient Mariner, albatross weight
Fall
down fast in to the ocean
Cast
upon ebbing motion
Life
preserver hold on
White
knuckle ride
I
know the meaning of the words I’m writing
Voices,
doubt in my head, diction, words fighting me
Feel
like the message that I’m conveying
Can’t
escape my heart, my shortfall talents betraying me….
Edmonton, AB,
Canada
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