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  1. What is poetry?

    jueves, 31 de mayo de 2012


    Anonymity. Poetry is the face of humanity. A message directly from the psych that has travel throughout light. The escape of fools, and the voice of the messengers and vagabonds of thoughts and inquiry. A gamble for millions of secretes and stories that waited a bit too long. Poetry is the archetype of communication intra/inter persona. The birth of letters and words meant to give us back our immortality.
    -CCC

    If you would like to see other answers to this question go to leaveyouapen.tumblr.com to see the catalog "What is poetry?". A number of writers have submitted their opinion on poetry. Enjoy!

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  2. Therapy

    viernes, 13 de abril de 2012

    For the undying joy that follows after you,
    so does the swinging emotion barrel

    The flow of the words cascading in tones,
    fresh molecules of ecstasy to the soul

    Mind puzzle for inspiration, for creativity
    Flushing down daily pressure, damn, and illness

    Interpretations of relativity are made thanks to you,
    messenger of the spirits, and of orbiting feelings

    Chosen by us to be your very own
    We can't make what made us, we can't own it either

    But we make it ours, grasping to your mysticism
    All of the creation worships you without knowing it

    That is only cause the spirituality can't be unseen,
    evident refuge of our secrets

    For the therapeutic rhythm, the harmonious waves,
    and the never dying sublime sound  

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  3. Venting #2

    sábado, 24 de marzo de 2012

    We forget to understand our body. We don't understand how the physiology mingles with the psych. Our rewards control the outcome of our behavior. Forever engaged to the chemicals, we should know better. Everything is a wait, and pleasure. The rush of what we feel. The body responds to this and acts upon it. Understand your body, understand yourself.

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  4. The Stars of the Past

    domingo, 18 de marzo de 2012

    the stellar air is history.
    the lights in the sky are dead.
    we gaze at fake luminosity.
    watching the flux of millions years
    heading home again, spreding for life.
    CCC

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  5. won't make a haiku out of this

    sábado, 17 de marzo de 2012

    different tries pass,
    for different selves they go
    but I am still me

    this is not a haiku
    so keep reading
    don't stop in between the spaces

    even if I could make one
    it would be never ending
    cause 17 syllables can be a forever

    pretentious me being pretentious
    incorperating the colloquial for the better
    being underestimated can be good as well

    but the incongruence,
    the complexity and the paradox
    seems less ephemeral

    CCC

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  6. It's sad how most of us drag stories forever. Living in the rush, the pain or the joy of them. Nostalgia is one of our favorite things. To roll over the thoughs of the past, the fiction, the none existence. We constantly want yesterday. Cause yesterday is the only thing we know. Why would we want tomorrow if there's nothing of it? The unconscious feeds out of the known, and then controls us at night. Let's us then pull all of our stories, write them down, and know just one thing. The only thing we know about tomorrow is how messed up it is because of yesterday.

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  7. The story about the one who knew

    viernes, 16 de marzo de 2012


    And then the poet realizes about all the incongruities detached to the assemblage of words, and so the poet discovers as well the metaphor. So the poet decides to leap in courage, although terrified by the mental image of a slipping foot. 


    -CCC

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