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Tuesday, August 11, 2020

Eclectic Narratives - Not a Poem, Not a Story [#187]

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This is not a poem, this is not a story.
This is not clever wordplay or iambic pentameter.
These are the words of one who has something to say, but no story to tell.
Down this rabbit hole of nonsense we go, where we stop, not even I could know.
You might think I’m waiting to strike you from within my clever rouse.
I’m afraid to say, this is a “poem” of nonsense that doesn’t even rhyme.
I’d call it anti-poetry, but that’s actually a thing, and I’d rather not commandeer a label carelessly.
Instead, follow me now, as I speak on and on, saying nothing of value or substance.
If you’re still with me, I commend you, so let’s carry on.
I came to write to express my feelings and share my stories with the world.
I’ve done that for some time now, and I’ve nothing else to say on the subject.
I’ve said my piece, weaved my tales, and filled pages with words.
I’ll continue to do so because that’s how I am.
Part of me wishes I spent more time telling the stories I wanted to tell.
Instead, I’ve told the ones I thought people would understand.
My mistake, I’ll try to correct that.
Although sometimes, when I try to tell the story I want to tell, it comes out different.
The idea in your head takes on its own life when it hits the page.
So much so you forget what you had in mind initially.
Such a strange happening, wouldn’t it be weird if it happened elsewhere?
If you planned to bake a cake and it turned into a batch of brownies halfway through.
If you were contracted to build a house and ended up becoming a barn.
I guess such things could happen, but not in the same way and idea changes on paper.
Let me tell you, I have so many tales to tell.
Of larger than life super-heroes, of fantasies that span worlds, of aliens in faraway space.
I want to communicate these tales, build a network of worlds.
Am I too afraid to reveal them? Too ashamed of my personal preferences?
Most likely, yes.
But I think I’ll change that.
Let’s tell the stories I want to tell, see the worlds I want to see.
And maybe by this time next year my grand plan, the universe in my head, will be seen.
See you there.
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Sometimes you just have to say it like it is.

Until next time, Read, Comment and Enjoy
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