As the crow flies
Stream of Consciousness poem for Unfiltered Challenge
by feather flight, of chance delight
/a meta in my madness/
my frac-tured sight, at warm candlelight
a horseness in my...
a passage of rite, oh hallowed site
gladness? maybe,
kindness surely
as I look out, as far as the crow flies
I see the semblance of being
Ace in the pack,
something I've never been
perhaps the Joker, or one
the Lesser
never a King, Queen or Jack
always a (pawn)
I like the thimble, though
the dog or car makes more
sense...but it's just a game
like-life, in many ways
of course, coarse
coarseness, whatness?
d r y tongue, cough
un-digested re-gret
stale biscuit
soak-ed the sweat
I approach the floor
on bent knee
I never do this
address the past/passed
solemn and contrite
do the obeisance/seance
light a candle
pour the amber
b u r n my
d r y cough with peat
stand up
and face it all
with tear-filled eyes
punch-ed gut and
/strick/-en thighs
as I look out
as the crow flies
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Author's Notes: For the Unfiltered Challenge - uses some of Poppy's Prompt's #9.
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Comments (13)
I thought of you as soon as I saw the unfiltered challenge! Stream of Conciousness is made for you. You are so clever with your poetry, idk how you do it. 'stand up and face it all with tear-filled eyes punch-ed gut' That is so good and raw and powerful. I love it.
Lots of excellent lines and sequences in this! Really liked “light a candle pour the amber” Great use of all Poppy’s words too!
Quite a lot of 'thinking' went into this one. Great idea and work.
Had some thoughts did we?? I loved this Paul, the wandering through your thoughts and way you took us on a journey with you... I hope you get airmails with the way your mind flies! 😜
Love this poem so much. Vivid imagery.
Well done! These streaming ones are going be fun. Although good luck following along when I start babbling.
Interesting to take some of the cues from Poppy's Prompt and run (fly?) with them for this challenge. Well done, sir!
Is the title as the crow flies intentionally ironic? The wandering of the mind in true streams of consciousness is never the shortest distance between two points. It is the very definition of the scenic route with lots of false starts and stops. You are a natural contender for this challenge, Paul. You have written many stunning poems in this style. I recommend submitting them all!
Loved this, friend! Some lines that really stood out to me: "something I've never been perhaps the Joker, or one the Lesser never a King, Queen or Jack always a (pawn)" I think so many of us can relate to this. You are the Stream of Consciousness King!
Great mixture of the prompts. Really caught the atmosphere.
Come on you can get more chaotic than that!! Jokes. I still don’t know what is going on but there’s some great rhythm in here Paul!! How are you? I’m confused by their irregular punctuation statement in the challenge. What does that look like? Have you entered some of your older pieces yet? I’m going to, I think.. but I’m wondering would they sound too planned as the ones I had in mind weren’t. What do you think?
I felt free reading this Paul. Not sure where to go with my poem, so this helps a lot. 😁🤣smiley faces to your creativity.
Oooo, I learned a new word from you today, obeisance! Loved your poem! 🍩🥐