Poetry Corner

Everyone seems to understand the bipolar disorder thing (for me anyway), so it wouldn't seem sick (if you think the stigma is bad for this disorder, try an anorexic life it is equally as bad, and sometimes worse).

I don't have a clever book title though...I like clever titles A LOT. I don't like obvious titles...I like them to suggest something thought provoking and deep in the work. Something that hits you in the head somewhere in the book or poetry and you think 'AHHHH, the reason for the title'

This would be along the same lines as what I have mentioned. Not like a poetry.com 'anthology' book, but a real book with a chapter dedicated to the authors life and how they were diagnosed...what they have experienced...more than the 100 words you're allowed with poetry.com anthology crap...and yes I bought into it...but hey I am published.

Am I rambling? I feel like I am rambling.

I just think it would be worth while, you know?

Post edited by: kimminentdanger, at: 05/09/2008 15:19

Speaking In Tongues

There’s turbulence

rocking my head,

and I try to organize

my screeching thoughts…

But images and words

Crackle and boom…

Thunder & lightening.

It only rains once in a while,

but I hear the drops;

like music notes depicting remorse -

this is the

storm before the calm.

I can't seem to remember anything before

this moment,

But I guess that's how consciousness works…

or disease,

Left in dresser drawers

next to diaries and dreams.

The light shakes when the door is slammed,

just like my body;

Connecting the freckles on my shoulders

with pins and needles…

I keep coming back to this don't I?

Too bad… I’m electric!!!

(And it makes no difference when the fuse is blown)

The currents are still coursing through me and

there's no use for prayer where I am.

I’ve come up with four pages of nothing

and everything,

But all there is to show for it

is another wired poet

Who just speaks in tongues.

AnnieK

Post edited by: kimminentdanger, at: 05/09/2008 18:04