Lack (#2)

[size=75]#1[/size]

[size=75]I feel a lack, no click for my clack
A tickless tock, a handless clock
No purpose

I thought far and wide
till my tears all dried
and empathy died
inside

On the wrong track, balloon gone slack
tongue dumb, prick finger numb
No feeling

I feel a lack, give it back, give it back.[/size]

#2

I feel a lack, no click for my clack
a tickless tock, a handless clock
all purpose stolen, torn away, everything a seamless grey
thought flung far, tears all fled, compassion leeched, the empath dead

On the wrong track, a balloon gone slack
a toothless cog, a barkless dog
compass spinning, no direction, divinity sans ressurection
an empty sack, I feel a lack, give it back, give it back.

better…?

Just as good. Interesting to see two variations though.

I like the first one more. I don’t know…the second one seems to try just a bit too hard.

Yes, I like the first one best too.

Yes, perhaps a certain lack of polish suits the subject. Hard though to judge when to stop. Rainey, Chimney, Butterfly - are all your poems done in one…? I usually just open a “new topic” window and just type the first things that come into my head - a title seems enough to generate the poem and I always think my first verses or even just the first couplets are the best and the rest of the poem seems to hang off them like flab.

Funny how we have the forum to ourselves almost. :smiley:

Indeed, there aren’t many regulars here at all.

I usually post here when a decent idea comes to me, and elaborate on it as I type, so in that regard I’m similar to you.

I am still relatively new to poetry, so mine are few and far between–usually they are written when something moves me so much that I can’t stop thinking about it. I look forward to becoming accomplished enough that I can write frequently like you guys do. I like that you work from the title, some writers overlook the title as a trivial adornment which I think is a mistake.

Funny, I choose the title as the very last thing. Half the time I have no idea what the poem’s about until I’m about half way through it. I normally start out writing some kind of stream-of-consciousness thing and then an idea will hit me. In a sense, my poetry therefore often reflects what’s going on in my subconscious. I think I made the comment to ChimneySweep that rather than the poem reflecting something I’ve learned somewhere, I learn about myself from the poem.

Naturally, once I’ve hit upon the idea, a lot of what I’ve already written doesn’t serve it well and I’ll scrap it and start over with the new-found theme. There are always a couple drafts before I post. I agonize over word choice, probably more than I should.

Anyway, just my process.

Very much my writing style Rainey.