Perspiration, or: Inspiration

I would run out
of steam, of ideas, and then
feel myself foolish for 
going on and on;
I would lose track of my thoughts,
lose the thread, lose my flow;
I would have no notion 
of how far I should go,
get lost betwixt my words, 
betwixt letters be left waiting,
wondering- could I have versed
better and am I conflating quality with
wordiness, length, and, absurdly,
validation from others
who tend to pen poems
of such length and meaning,
meaning they pen genius
lines, pull readers in from start 
to part one, to two, three, many 
parts more, and then(!) to
penultimate penultimate stanza,
penultimate stanza, and grand 
ultimate finale... *Whew!* 
this admiration's tiring...
I can't do what they do!

Let’s write poetry together!

When it comes to partnership, some humans can make their lives alone – it’s possible. But creatively, it’s more like painting: you can’t just use the same colours in every painting. It’s just not an option. You can’t take the same photograph every time and live with art forms with no differences.

Ben Harper (b. 1969)

Would you like to create poetry with me and have a completed poem of yours featured here at the Skeptic’s Kaddish? I am very excited to have launched the ‘Poetry Partners’ initiative and am looking forward to meeting and creating with you… Check it out!

54 thoughts on “Perspiration, or: Inspiration”

  1. โœto part one, to two, three, many parts more, and then(!) to penultimate penultimate stanza, penultimate stanza, and grand ultimate finale… *Whew!* this admiration’s quite tiring… I can’t do what they do!โœ
    And finaly
    Yes
    I must confess.

  2. โœwondering- could I have versed better and am I conflating quality with wordiness, length, and, absurdly, validation from others who tend to pen poems of such length and meaning, meaning they pen genius lines, pull readers in from start โœ
    A heart with a pen
    And a great teacher
    Posing the right questions, which takes us on an expedition of poetic inquiry

  3. โœI would have no notion of how far I should go, get lost betwixt my words, betwixt letters be left waiting,โœ
    Yet you hold the word
    In so much ado about nothing

  4. โœI would lose track of my thoughts, lose the thread, lose my flow;โœ
    So did Shakespeare, Neruda
    Mozart and Beethoven

  5. โœI would run out of steam, of ideas, and then feel myself foolish for going on and on;โœ
    I am in awe of your introduction
    Your brain serves you lemons
    And there you go and squeeze out the juice
    Making ink for your poetry
    Sour or sweet
    Working through the negative self talk and fear of making mistakes or looking foolish is so good your mental abd creative wellbeing
    Love it.

  6. A lot of the time, less is better. I like your style, Davidโ€ฆits uniquely your own. ๐Ÿ’œ

  7. Pure genius.. that’s why I look up to this guy. You’ve written about so many topics in your unique style. Awesome stuff David. Thank you. ๐Ÿ’ช

  8. The truth is we just do what we do…and somewhere there is someone (many someones) admiring your blog and thinking, “How does he do that?” Just keep doing what you do David…it’s wonderful!

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