Juices

I miss last year’s Creative Writing class

not because I miss writing creatively

but because I miss squeezing

reasons out of my hands

like pulp from an orange

trying to figure out why

his eyes bled

so much.

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8 thoughts on “Juices

      1. No whoops. The world has violence. Poetry reflects the truth of the world. Metaphors are a stretchy and clever way to express the truths of existence. Good job. You got my attention… in a good way.

  1. I’m with Alice all the way (no big surprise there, huh?).
    It is most often the grit, the slime, the grungy, dirty, even naughty bits that sneak into my poems unawares that teach me the most about my self and my poetry.
    These things are vital.
    The viscera of life:

    http://aprayerlikegravity.wordpress.com/2013/07/09/glass-masks-quote-deconstructed-quote-quotidian-construction/

    http://aprayerlikegravity.wordpress.com/2013/02/27/batchelor-on-beasts/

    Please pardon my incessant quoting of myself and linking but the Bells Are Ringing bad enough to make me feel like Quasimodo!

    1. “… the sublime animal that we are.” That’s brilliant.

      At the heart of it, we really are animals. We’re messy and carnal and unclean. Life would be so boring otherwise.

      Your self-quoting is very welcome here πŸ™‚ As I’ve said before, I love to see how our ideas intertwine. Keep ringing those bells.

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