Flowlosophy (Original Poetry)
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6 years ago in #poetry by clayboyn (70)
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Someone told me once that the artist loves the limits of his medium, because it gives his art direction. A marble statue is distinctly marble, a watercolor is distinctly fluid, etc. "Finding some peace in these bars" reminded me of that...bars could be steel or musical measures.
Whispers yes! to self. I wouldn't mind hearing this poem in a poetry slam. Crutching with vices, ignorance, and the eternal soul. Bruh.
:) I had to write something fresh, I'll keep working on some more this week.
Please do c: I love your poems too!~ Always on your toes like a cheetah x'D
Mad jam
Sounded more like a retrospective freestyle
Aye! More like the perspective thing you always talk about
And this does it for me. Ideas change the world. It may not look like it, but we're either promoting one idea or the other each we make choices or even think. And before we step out to judge other people's motives, we must first subject ourselves to our litmus test.
There's no limit to the things we can know. (However, I think there's a limit to which people are ready to know; maybe I'm wrong)
Blessings
Before I waste my time trying to convince
or convicting another until he repents,
I need to look inward for the answers I seek;
Consciousness doesn't plateau or peak..........i love this