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Rated: 18+ · Book · Spiritual · #1149750
10k views, 2x BestPoetryCollection. A nothing from nowhere cast words to a world wide wind

I had a lover's quarrel with the world - Robert Frost
         |
I'm sorry you got caught in the middle. - me


This poet’s words collect, arrange on a kaleidoscope spectrum. The experience of discovery through writing is the truest reward that has allowed me to grow and learn who/what I am — what other people get naturally, immediately, while I stomp around in it.

Been blessed, but pushing it — envelope, world and all inhabitants away. Push buttons, find boundaries to trip traps. No clue why cat curiosity, living in your dark. (Bored, perhaps?)

Now and then, push dirt out of this hole; someone/thing/entity might envision me how I need to be viewed (if I knew what that was). Cryptic, yes. Try living in my dark, find comfort amid strange, virtual, wonderful walls that tower above, tempt me to scale.

Been more than I could imagine or expect here. But, achievements aren’t going on a LinkedIn wall *Think*. I dig deeper than I should, often without forethought. Aimless words, brave or veiled cowardice, flinchingly flung, inadvertently hit targets? Get a ‘back off’ shoulder shot when asking your motivations here. Not fair?

No prize to eye; not incentivized. Dealt the worst two cards before the flop, do best with what’s in hand.



My Pluggers:
You are an icon here.*BigSmile*
You suffer, but you suffer brilliantly. Wow, what a great writer.*Heart*

It’s like plugging myself, but using other people’s (reviewers) words…Review of "Poetic Referendum(s) On Life"
Your poetic muse is on fire! *Fire* Some great emotion, well-balance(d), lovely lyrical qualities -- even the ones that were written out of sadness or anger came through in a clever cadence…It's obvious you've put a lot of work into each entry and the totality of the blog has eye appeal. *Cool*

 
Published four times with one a literary journal, including… *PointRight*   "The Tender Core (Sedona)" 
I don’t submit because it’s too much work. Truly alone, know no one cares to show they believe/support me. Lip service feeds delusion. I’ve seen a lot of smoldering and snow. Try not be cynical, work hard at openness and consideration — work, sooo…gut thing.

*Toilet* *RibbonW* Merit Badge in Taboo Words [Click For More Info] Brian, Congratulations! You won 1st Place in Taboo Words with your fantastic poem, [Link to Book Entry #1027659]. I absolutely loved this! *^*Heart*^* Rachel Merit Badge in Poetry [Click For More Info] Thanks you for supporting the [Link To Item #power] with an order to the [Link To Item #powergifts] ! We appreciate it. *^*Heartv*^* Keep writing the beautiful poetry. [Link to Book Entry #1027659] is an awesome poem! *^*Starv*^* ~Lornda

 
Love my process constructing and sharing visions in words collected (no small task considering personal and physical limitations, see below).


August 28, 2006 this blog opened ▼

BOOK
SuperNova Afterglow: End Of Days  (18+)
All that remains: here in my afterlife as a 'mainstream' blogger, with what little I know.
#1300042 by Brian K Compton


No specific aim going forward (2014) ▼

 
What I used to say: 'Maybe, I just don't get it. Watch me fumble with my version of reality, expose ignorance as truth. You don't have to get me, either. But, wish someone would explain me to myself.' Now I say: *Cool* *FacePalm* Now: I was such a whore.
 


*Laugh*This is old….
What? Oh, this? A rhetorical, self-motivational speech I'm working on.
Don't just read the parts to construct your theory, as if to confirm (construed out of context) your opinion, mentally-stunted Neanderthal. Therapist wants me to be less negative toward myself. I see it as attacking, rather than being defensive. Fear I will chomp too many bullets unintentionally sent toward the unsuspecting.
If you can be triggered for stupid reasons, then I?
…just looked like me rolling around on the floor with myself.*RollEyes*
             



What Was NEW

Who am I, you ask? My mirror knows that question, repeated daily.

Just trying to create a little buzz, not boost my ego.

#amwriting #poetry #blog #contest #freeverse #award #bestpoetry #freyaridings #lyrics #music #video #YouTube

Can you believe it took this long for someone to put a quarter in me and push the button GET ANGRY?
 

Mud 4 My Eye: Is that you, Poo? 💩 Secret Back Door ▼

The Best Poetry Collection on Writing.Com ▼
June 20, 2024 at 10:54am
June 20, 2024 at 10:54am
#1072940
I think
just once
I'd like to hear someone say
'Holy, fucking shit,'
when they read something I've penned,

Dear Poet,

You're doing fine. I fell back into poetry from fiction. I'm too abstract to write straight up story (especially omnisciently). Then, I read Toni Morrison and others and decide, why not both?

Poetry is fiction but in short form with devices. If you like music, you have your rhythm. You're inundated with traditional rhyming poetry from childhood to greeting cards. So, you'll discover a beat, pacing, etc. And there is the metaphor, the all central thing tied closely to imagery and substituting or complementing theme, where creativity connects from similes to personification.

Free verse is actually harder if you don't try traditional haiku or write iambic pentameter. You get ear worms from trying different forms, if just to read, like villanelles. Free verse structure tries incorporate all/some but just a dash here, a pinch there with deliberate line breaks or structures culling subconscious thought,. Words smooth out like natural expressions so they round the corners, instead of going straight through intersections.

A pot clanging on the floor, some blackbirds acting like neighborhood security detail -- that's all in your fiction, in showing. It's frustrating to get a story to start, but with these events, we craft scenes. And those scenes can be poems, whichever way you hear it in your head, by whatever day you're having. It can be fun. Don't let it be work. It can release pent up frustration. It could be writing to god for divine wisdom, where it's hidden inside each of us.

I have faith, whatever you choose, one or the other, or both, you'll find joy and a keener insight to the world and its function, to compliment yourself while you learn and grow as a person with craft.

Drop a line whenever you want. I'll try not to blather on as long as this. No promises.

Brian

Now, I don't know if all that is accurate. But for me, it's seems true. And my blog references my take on what I call truth, if you'll observe.

6.20.24
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just a response to a response to a review from someone who feels uncomfortable with poetry, as a fiction composer. I don't believe this sparked discourse or any response. Not sure who I sent it to. oh, well.

Having noted this entry link in Blogging Newsletter...*ThumbsUpL* *Cool*


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