There are many ways of breaking a heart. Stories were full of hearts broken by love,
but what really broke a heart was taking away its dream - whatever that dream might be.
Pearl S. Buck

Wednesday, February 21

No More Clowns.

Poetry is NO MYSTERY! Think lyrics without music, and then you got it. :wink:

I had a discussion with a friend last night about poetry. He failed to acknowledge that I had written him a poem last Valentine's Day. I started to question my talents. I don't like that feeling. The more I think about it, the more this irritates me. And I haven't written much since then. I don't need that kind of negativity in my life. I need something that lifts me UP, not tears me down.

Am I a Bird or a Stone?

My heart feels like stone.
Sitting in the center of me
a weight I keep walking around
instead of casting it aside.

No waiting for your timing.
Its my time for a smile
You want to be in the arena
throw in your heart too.

I am stopping this dance
I am done with the charade
it takes away my patience
and hungers for some pride.

No more clown.
I want a real love
Nothing less will do.
Sadly, it seems its not you.

I have recently decided that maybe I am not thinking clearly. I am not putting out in the universe exactly what is it I want. I am not really quite adept at knowing what is best for me. But I do know what I don't like. I hope that helps.


  1. Maybe he just forgot? Maybe, it was so good he thought it came from a book!

    You're a great writer, stay up, and keep writing for us!

  2. :blushes:

    thanks. will do! :huggles:

  3. ok, sorry i am sure it's a sweet, nice poem but i was majorlly distracted by that creepy ass clown (sorry but the scare the bee-jubus out of me)

  4. sorry flea... how funny! clowns don't scare me. but I hear that sentiment a lot. wonder why people are afraid of clowns?

    well, besides mr. gacey i mean.

  5. i think it could just as easily be that some people (like me) don't "get" poetry. no reflection on your talent or lack-thereof. i am sure you have great poetry writing talent.
    i agree - write for yourself, not for anyone else.

    and quit with the scary clowns, mmmkay?? EEEEK!!!


  6. My sister is deathly afraid of clowns...

    ...and midgets...

    ...and Asian men (for some reason I can't comprehend).

    I'll often terrify her with tales of a cult of Chinese midget clowns. It's what brothers do.

  7. Is this one of your poems? It is lovely.