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..and here are a few things to keep in mind:

This blog contains mostly my poetry and a few thoughts from time to time. The thoughts will be entered when and wherever I feel necessary to keep things in proper order. Thoughts and things not belonging to me will be denoted with asterisks. Poems will be archived by the date which they were written, not by that which they were posted. I tend to update things a month or few after being written so as to keep current issues from wandering unattended around the web.

Enjoy...

[somberlife was first created July 11, 2004]


“The difficulty of literature is not to write, but to write what you mean; not to affect your reader, but to affect him precisely as you wish.”
~ Robert Louis Stevenson


Showing posts with label questions. Show all posts
Showing posts with label questions. Show all posts

Friday, August 02, 2013

Question All

I am uncertain whether I begin to question all the facets of life and it leads to a depressed state.
OR
If I near a depressed state and then I begin to question all the facets of life.

Never to be known.

Tuesday, February 07, 2012

Restriction

Restriction is a strange beast
If you tell me "not to..."
I'll assume that the subject matter
is murky enough that it requires direction.

However, if you tell me "not to..."
I'll assume that all the nots
are clearly enough defined
that further inquiry is not necessary.

If you tell me "not to..."
I'll assume that all else is acceptable.

If you tell me not to touch here,
I'll assume that touching
there, there, and/or there
is a perfectly fine way to go about things.

If you tell me not to drink the red,
I'll assume that the
white, pink and clear
are around for free game.

If you tell me not to turn it off
well, I'll assume that unplugging is also off limits.

I'll always be here to toe the line.
Restrict me in all or none,
because if you aren't totally clear,
I'll take my assumptions and run.

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Feeling Boring

What's wrong with me?
Do I shelter myself, still?
Is it because I have high standards and morals?
Am I boring?

Obviously, I'm not boring.
Maybe overly mysterious?
Maybe too hard to know.
Do I need to loosen up some?

Do I hide how boring I am
with how mysterious I appear to be?
Once you break through the mystery,
Maybe there's just a blank expanse.

Well, then.
I suppose I can build on empty;
Paint on a blank canvas;
Create something worth being known for.

Wednesday, January 04, 2012

Making New Friends (or lack thereof)

Even with the target picked out,
I do not know how to, metaphorically,
pull the trigger, to just do it,
step up, say- hi, my name is...
What is the secret, the hidden gem,
the talent, no gusto, to just- smile.
Hi.
I think you are fascinating.
The way you do what you do,
say the things the way you say,
you look- like someone interesting.
Hi.
Can we hang out sometime, be friends.
Am I going about this the wrong way,
the way of the wrong kind, what kind.
Who am I, do you find what I have
to be interesting, to be worth your time.
Am I quiet strange a little weird just a little off.
Hi.
Can we- just sit and talk and be chill.
What do you do with whom and when.
Can I come, can I ask, can I do that, too.

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Sometimes A Single Question

"sometimes a single question is more honest than any statement" seh