Free Me.

[Deleted User]

I just wanna scream.
I just wanna leave.
I don’t wanna feel.
I just wanna breathe.

Thought that I could see.
Thought that I was Free.
Thought that I was ok.
Thought that I was...Me.

Where did Peace go?
Saw it through the peephole.
Once.

Harmonic intuition.
Rhythm hit’n simple melodic ambition.
Wants.

I don’t wanna cry.
I don’t wanna die.
I don’t wanna hide.
I just want a Sky.

[Deleted User]

We left Sky for BT. They’re cheaper, they’ve got all the TV channels we watch and the internet is much faster. And it was very easy to switch.

JangoMango

That’s why I throw any promotional letters from NTL away... lies... their internet is shite...

Daveypoo

I just wanna yell
I don't want your help
I feel so numb
I can't feel the sun

Thought that I could feel
Thought that I could heal
Thought I couldn't hurt
Then it all got worse

What all's goin' down?
Lots of fear and anger in this town
Today

Heartbeat rhythms
Pounding my feet to the ground
Some way

I don't wanna fear
I don't want you near
I don't wanna be
I just want to be free

[Deleted User]

It’s simple until it isn’t
Losing no less than Winning

In quorum the chorus strengthens
amending sordid difference

I don’t suppose we’ll survive
but what we’ve done will always thrive

I sea depth in Leagues
more shallow then they seem

I guess I still believe
If for nothing else relief.

jwmmakerofmusic

I just wanna feel.
Consume a healthy meal.
More fruits and veggies
instead of donuts and candies.

More salads with low fat dressing.
Always hungry, always stressing.
No satisfaction guaranteed.
Can't balance that on which I feed.

I tried KFC, diarrhea.
After eating it, bathroom see ya.
Wendy's chili, old meat polluted.
Macca's pink sludge, offal sewage.

Taco Bell, Hispanic inauthentic.
Somewhat delicious, not too pathetic.
Culver's is a step above.
Still a lot of fattening grub.

E Coli hysteria.
Fast food in America.

(I don't know what the hell the point of this poem is. I'm just free writing some nonsense. )

[Deleted User]

“I’m just free writing... “

That is...in fact the point @jwmmakerofmusic and many thanks to you and @Daveypoo for joining. Sometimes just letting go and freely expressing wonself is the key to winning a moment, day or mood.

Also, my morning writing exercises unlock better music later, keep me sane, helps me express myself better to the folks around me and works as a magnet/antenna for other like minds roaming out there in the great unknown.

JohnnyGoodyear

There are, it seems, two muses: the Muse of Inspiration, who gives us inarticulate visions and desires, and the Muse of Realization, who returns again and again to say ‘It is yet more difficult than you thought.’ This is the muse of form. It may be then that form serves us best when it works as an obstruction, to baffle us and deflect our intended course. It may be that when we no longer know what to do, we have come to our real work and when we no longer know which way to go, we have begun our real journey. The mind that is not baffled is not employed. The impeded stream is the one that sings.

When despair for the world grows in me and I wake in the night at the least sound in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be, I go and lie down where the wood drake rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds. I come into the peace of wild things who do not tax their lives with forethought of grief. I come into the presence of still water. And I feel above me the day-blind stars waiting with their light. For a time I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.

-Wendell Berry

audiblevideo

Free writing is great! This bubbled up out of me one day doing something such a thing.
@WillieNegus
You might appreciate

https://ello.co/audiblevideo/post/fvyim-j94dekie-hydgm9g

LinearLineman

My tongue's a strange strange place.
It lives far down the, farthest in my face.
But when my lips think there's something that they ought to do
And my eyelids are shielding me from view,
My tongue winds up and says that I love you.

[Deleted User]

@JohnnyGoodyear always comes thru with clutch thoughts deeper than dolphin dreams.

@audiblevideo I did appreciate that and a few others I found on your page. I have to explore more of ello...seems like a cool site to share.

@LinearLineman sly as usual. Humor, sincerity wrapped in clever no frills delivery.

Thank you. 🙏🏾

Daveypoo

@WillieNegus No problem - just hoping I extended the same vibe as your lyrics.

When I actually sit down and write them, they actually come out quite good. I just hate the act of writing them.

Blipsford_Baubie

Inhabiting the planet,
we are one...
...giant collective species,
sharing the sun.

We are not immune,
to the death of our star.
Expanding, collapsing, consuming,
all that we are.

Seize all war.
The need to unite,
depends on our survival,
for our next flight.

It will be intergalactic, out of the world;
in a quest to colonize.
A fight for survival,
from nature's demise.

[Deleted User]

Son shines. Bruce Leroy wit the glow buy my Negus bad debt settle wit’ em on the low.

Anything for the gang triple O-G things, any beef jus dies where them O-Ps layin.

Ludicrous mode Model X switch lanes bad Bitch just called to pick her up off Biscayne.

Get cash, flip it like Olympics...Then we Trick on real estate and very pretty womens’

Look, no shade but haters are bitch made kick’n fuck boy shit lookin like Lui Kang.

What you know about won hundred toes down, in a lil hick town putting big chips down?

Ain't talking Frito Lay, cone heads get in the way... jus buck, buck, buck...leave em in the way.

Seen a different way so left D’evil shit to J.

On some Regal shit now real super Legal shit.
Soared right up out my hood on some super Eagle shit.

We breathe who we be and Brick City breeds Gz
turns out all we needed was a lil change of scene.

Seen.

LinearLineman

Life is lead
Sinking lost lonely
Yet
Hope justice fair play
Tug
The weight
To rise and restore our lost dreams.

JohnnyGoodyear

32 Via San Nicolo

On San Nicolo Street
in unlikely outerwear
(unsuitable hats)
the expatriates wander
on safari without purpose
transported by the writings
of those who were there
before them.

They find themselves
in the same places
but without the fiction
and nothing, to them, is so very different
from their own homes
for they have brought
their lives along with them
and there is no escaping.

(for Max Richter)

[Deleted User]

Drowning coins in wishing wells
Frowning while ringin’ jingle bells
Merry alimony wench
Shop n gleefully poke the Grinch

If not now, surely then
New Years are where Better went

Some will give, Most will take
Santa brings everything I hate
More harmless lies but they’re just babes
Soon they’ll grow and make em Great.

What’s wierd is I generally like holiday season and have never been married but somehow my pen is channeling some pissed off married dude this morning.😩

JohnnyGoodyear

For I made their flesh as a sieve wrote God at the top of the page and then listed in order: Alcohol Blood Gratitude Memory Semen Song Tears Time.

— Anne Carson (excerpt of “God’s List Of Liquids”, in Glass, Irony, and God)

LinearLineman

Maybe we should try haiku.

pauly

@Beathoven said:
We left Sky for BT. They’re cheaper, they’ve got all the TV channels we watch and the internet is much faster. And it was very easy to switch.

... and Sky are owned by the Dirty Digger. I don't follow many rules, but 'Never give Rupert any money' has always worked well for me.

[Deleted User]

Big Men, little men
Round men, thin
Spinning through the cosmos
Seeds in wind

Seasons. Seconds. Years. Hours
Mines. Yours. Theirs. Ours

Nights like this
A wish beyond
while it’s tomorrow somewhere
with no free Sun.

LinearLineman

Nights forgotten, knights no more
Days fly dwarfish, dazed they soar
Till life's fleet passage, with us among them,
Our prints and princes
Abash the shore