pycho phantic heathen
Write to recover is what I always say.
I’ve discovered,
Is few of my words leave me whirling with – I’m proud to park, pay and display.
Deals are made,
devils I summon.
People are abused, Charity leaps to a new order of Coven.
I write this way, with careless affray
to not lose a sense that words are tangible,
if I work my fingers to imprint my genetic copyright
Confirming my DNA.
Some might say,
I try too hard
To write for better days .
Left to my own devices. I would live in clouds wrapped up in grey hues-
a cemetery for all the left over fillings
Thrown away, because of corrosive mouth decay.
In yer face!
Borderline – on the rocks.
I write to prove I’m far removed from serving more time, in a straight jacket in New Jack City.
Gangsters running around with silver bullet signed glocks.
I’v’e spent my better days basking in previous glory .
Like butter it melts away the fear of sleeping dormant .
One wrong box and I’d have been mistaken for a Tory.
Liberal with my words, eager to serve and love all my friends with creative pulses .
Tic tacs, I guzzle-colours textured in obscure.
I fight these escapism , inauthentic, paradise bomber impulses;
To get high with — to lose track of time.
To think
I need a potion of artificial wired, chemistry alternatives.
Usually these act as a placebo.
Serve to knock off my crown of free willed determinism.
Courage lives in a mane,
a city near Massachusetts
Puritans might discover I’m Freud in a ghostly slip.
I’ll be hung ,
Hands lie limp by my side.
Bled feathers will tickle the crowd-
Show I bluffed my way into the inner circle of creatives who have a grasp of the
same
sane
mundane
chain.
Heads up!
Forever chasing the dragon of stream of consciousness .
My thoughts fail me,
I’m beginning to think,
I’ve become presumptuous.
The kindness in others words — to allay my anxieties,
Overwhelms me .
I tie my own tubes.
Disgraced.
I refuse to give birth to a dancer with stubs for toes, phalanges pimped out to strike a quivering echo-like , Margot Fontaine pose.
Inner fear corroborate with the sinner without a legitimate C.V.
Write nonsense-
The Lakers swan to the crowd
I’m a nutter.
I’d crack a prince just to see a picture of a colourful scene.
Abstract,
Mindful – in the lines.
It’s not important.
Just a visual spray of shamanic chakras to impregnate the rainbow-I foresee.
Leprechaun leave my latin beats to breathe.
Mouth the words of soft brie , camembert and wild boar.
Grant me a baguette — riddle away, and I’ll gather my thoughts to satisfy thee.
Goddess Luna grants a cycle to merge with my rites in fertility.
Thoughts exiled to Siberia-paid to be alone.
My government saves me.
My soul
I will put down-
Though I know I won’t gamble it all away.
I win back my losses
Trust me, I know there is always another day.
Write, write , write.
Each word is a middle finger at the writers academia establishment .
I don’t want to be even almost famous.
I don’t need a book with my name on it.
I blog merely to pour my inner most thoughts out — free up my world.
It’s about as poetic as I can get.
How about I insert the word fragrant?
I’m not academic.
My passion is not systemic .
Always in a position to sky dive.
Risks thought about
After I land in the hornets hive.
Stings heal .
It reminds me I feel.
I live by my words ‘cos I’m irksome and caustic within.
I was born walking into webs of contradiction
and, now,
All I beg is for is a hint of credit
For expressing myself in this audacious fashion.
I’m not here to chat ’bout literary success.-
I’m already thinking about my post party dressed as myself-
the bodacious writer ,
Who is in fact a sycophantic heathen.
*INSPIRED BY A COMPLETE MELT DOWN IN MY ABILITY TO WRITE AND FINISH MY MASTERS*
Posted on May 27, 2017, in STREAM OF CONSCIOUSNESS COLLECTION, THOUGHTS and tagged Creative Writing, stream of consciousness poetry, stream of consciousness writing, Writing challenges. Bookmark the permalink. 24 Comments.
your writing style is pure magic
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Wow! That’s a compliment and a half. I’m a huge fan of your writing too 🤗🤗
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🙂 you deserve it
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Daisy! Hi! Long time…well, its been a long while. I am back!
You have mastered like always a striking stream of consciousness poetry.
Your words keep me at my feet and your way of expressing yourself always brings me inspiration and influence. Thank you for you always being you. 🙂 I miss ya and miss reading your work. 🙂
If you want to know or curious to wonder what happen in my absence of silence. Stop by my page and read about it. Plus, I’m returning full time to blogging again in 4 days. 🙂 Something new is coming. 🙂
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Thank you, Charlie. Yeah, missed you too but I always know when you make your come back- it is worth the wait. Mysterious! Oooh, will keep my eye out. I thought I would be able to return to blogging full time, but life has a funny way of calling me to do other things. It’s all good though. I spend as much of my time as I can, reading blogs and writing. ❤
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You welcome daisy. Your right, life has a way of keeping all of us busy and occupied.
In 3 days my friend…a new post. 🙂
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I love your fragmented brilliance, Daisy. Your Masters is within reach. 😉
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FragementeD being the operitive word – ha ha . lots of love to you.And a massive thank you for the support on the Masters front.
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😉
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I think you can do it 🙂
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😀😀 thanks meg x
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Yasss, you can finish your master’s. -Despicable meee. Talk to the Minions.
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ha ha ha giggling like mad. ❤
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Your words, describe what you feel so well. I can relate to the struggles and thoughts and feelings. Love it. A style all your own Love 🙂 Beautiful. Thanks for sharing.
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Oh, I’m glad you can make sense of my words. I always worry that I don’t make myself understood. Thank you for such encouraging words. It does help to offload my fears and feelings. Thank you again 🤗
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Yes, I understand completely! …Wait…that is a good thing right? 😉 haha.
Being able to write out things even when it’s just a jumble of thoughts and fragmented feelings is great. It’s kind my favorite thing to do, just to see what it’ll be like or how silly I might actually be internally haha.
Very well done! I enjoyed it. 🙂
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Ha ha. I hope so. 😀 well, it’s one way to get the creative juices going. Silly is great. I love silly
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Silly is DUH BEST! 🙂 😀 I love being silly. It’s the best way to start the day.
Wake up, look at myself tired in the mirror, smile, maybe wink at me, try and make myself blush then check myself out up and down and say, “Yeah…I’d hit that…” haha.
Can’t take life too seriously because we might not get out alive. 😉
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🤣🤣 that’s ace! I think I’ll try that tomorrow ha ha. Funny
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Hey, it works. haha. If I don’t check myself out and figure out the best way for me to work it, how can I know how to entice the ladies?? 😉 haha. In my cute blue booty shorts and all…hahaha, just kidding, they’re maroon.
And, well obviously, you’re gonna let me know how it goes right? 🙂 😀
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You’re the most creative writer I know xxx ❤❤❤
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❤ <3. Luff u x
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