Now I am not sure exactly how to start this off, but here I go.
For as long as I have been able to write I have been writing poetry. There are many differen't kinds of poetry, and it all depends on the writers
state of mind at the time.
( Psychologists identify seven kinds of mental images — those of sight, sound, taste, smell, touch, bodily awareness and muscular tension. All are
available to poets, and are used by poets, though rarely to the same extent. The key point is the purposes to which imagery is put. Metaphor, simile,
allegory, personification, metonymy (attribute for whole) and synecdoche (part for whole) all involve imagery. Often the things compared are both
images, but one of them may also be a feeling or concept. The effects achieved are very various, therefore, and the matter is further complicated by
literary fashion and a poet's individual obsessions. )
( sited:
www.poetrymagic.co.uk... )
I shall show you for instance a poem of mine which I wrote yesterday morning at about 4 in the morning. Then I will elaborate about what it means and
why it means that to me. Althought to others it could mean something completely different.
The name of the poem is "NEW WORLD ORDER"
"Tears, they stain, My clothes blood red,
with no sign from which they'll end,
the gratuitous gestures and lives we live,
will help our government dish what they give,
we cannot stop them, no matter the tries,
forever we'll live on, as our soul dies,
"Do what we say and your life will be perfect"
should we listen to them, is this way worth it?
Do we give up our soul and live on forever,
or do we give up our lives and never surrender?
we can never take over, they rule too high,
they tower above us, like the clouds in the sky,
history will not change, and neither will we,
no more are we allowed, to live like the free,
This world we live in, and its unending torture,
will eventually, get, our beloved hearts tore,
we DO NOT have a chance anymore,
do we live like slaves, or die on the floor?"
Well, to most people this poem is pretty self explanitory. The thing is, though, I am not most people. When I began this poem I had no idea what
overcame me or even why I wrote it. To me it means that there is something controlling us as human beings, and I don't just mean "the government"
as portrayed in my poem. We are always being controlled, through our jobs, our parents, our friends, our husbands/wives. We cannot escape the
inevitable, nor should we. This poem to me means that there are somethings in this world better off left alone as the saying goes. I choose to write
things like this because it gives many different people many different insights on the perspective of their lives. To be a writer shows that you have
passion in something more than just the well know, such as news, weather, life, families, so on and so forth. If we are willing to write down more
things and use them as a supposed metaphor, then, maybe this world will begin to understand things a little better.
I hope that atleast some of you understand what I am speaking of. This may sound like a tangent, or more of a ramble, but to my defence, not that I
need defence, It is 3:38 in the morning and I haven't slept in almost 48 hours straight. This is one of my favorite topics though, I love writing, I
figured why not write about writing. It is easy to do, simply write what you feel it doesn't have to rhyme, just as long as it makes sence to you
that is all that matters. Others will take from it what they see, which is the brilliance of true poets.
please I would love your insight on this topic. I wonder if some people are as happy and excited about poetry as I am.