Conceptual Design - 3D Magazine - Inaugural Issue

3D Poetry

Page #8


Short Poems

Out In The Middle Of Nowhere
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I Want To Live On A Houseboat
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Lack Of A Dream
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If I Let Your Light Just Lead Me
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Out in the middle of nowhere

In a setting that I once knew

Floating on a sea of remembrance

Not sure about what I should do

 

Listening to faith for the answer

Holding onto the word

Connecting with those who will listen

Sometimes misunderstood

I want to live on a houseboat

floating from shore to shore

 

it would not be hard

to wake up in the morning

just take one step out the front door

 

I'd chase the seagulls

with my old wicker broom

my porch would look like a dock

 

and those crafty villains

would rue today

and off my plank they would walk

We often complain

about working all day

we're tired and way underpaid

 

Yet how do we spend

the time we're not here

on soft green grass we have laid

 

so, we sit back and sleep

and cry a few tears

and say it's unfair we must stay

 

Self-imposition

and lack of a dream

bring us again here the next day

There’s some things in life

I’ve been going through

Sometimes I don’t know what to say

Or what I’m supposed to do

 

But if I let your light just lead me

And bring me back in line

 

My hearts overwhelmed

But I know I’m safe

If I take your thoughts as mine

 

And I wish I understood the way I feel down deep inside

And I could separate out

All the unimportant things in my life

 

To know what’s right, is what I’ve longed for

All the days of my life

 

It’s just about right

It’s just about right

The Back Stories

#1

This poem is something I am experiencing now at the time of publishing. I'm following my spirit, I've felt alone, and yet feel like others are judging me, yet I press on - holding onto the faith that I have inside

#2

Do you ever have that feeling that there was more content to a poem than you remembered? That's what I feel like about this poem - I may have left out some stanzas that I wrote long ago. Still though, this communicates and emotion that's hard to describe. The part with "chasing the seagulls with my old wicker broom" paints a picture of reaching inside of yourself with a uniquely defined method of pulling / accessing a force inside of you to keep going and overcome. Think of what a pirate feels inside when he lets out and arrrggghhh (but an ounce more guttural), and short of writing another poem to explain what I am trying to say, that will give you the essence of what I felt.

#3

This poem was written in a large warehouse - 8 acres under one roof. At times we worked hard with the boxes flying down the conveyor belt with no time to stop - other times you would wait and wait for them to come which gave you time to think, and thus, this poem was born. The poem was not written from a standpoint of making a complaint but more so to compel us to find a dream and go after it with all our hearts instead of bringing us again here the next day.

#4

This poem actually has guitar music to it. I don't currently have a guitar but may in a future issue I will play it and post the audio.


Conceptual Design - 3D Magazine - Inaugural Issue

3D Poetry

Page #8


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