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I donít know
what Iím writing

what is it
about us

the gold
pulled from pain

was a drunk
bukowski too

so am I
so I was

my angst
is my

happiness is
my writers block
tranquil gags
silence my muse

locked away
her whispers

her rosy little cell
in my head
sound proofed
with joyful

she is bound tight
with cords of

how many others?

I donít know
what Iím writing

David Moore
March 9, 2011

'But I don't want to go among mad people,' said Alice. 'Oh, you can't help that,' said the cat. 'We're all mad here.'
Lewis Carroll

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The following comments are for "The Gold"
by HeRoCoMpLeX

not me!
I enjoyed this read even though .. for me .. booze, misery, is not an inspiration factor. It was compelling to contemplate your head space nevertheless ..

( Posted by: Pen [Member] On: March 11, 2011 )

mining for..
The fourth and fifth stanzas were distracting to me..

As President Clinton used to say, "I feel your pain."

dig on..

( Posted by: Bobby7L [Member] On: March 11, 2011 )

I've been there...
and continue to slip back as grasp for contentment and happiness in this life. I have to agree with Lucie; pain and anguish, our downtrodden moments, are so readily available to comfort us. This resonates with me. However, I hope and look for the day when my muse brings to me, flowers and grain, instead of blood and smoke.

I'm printing this out to share.


( Posted by: pablowilliams [Member] On: March 12, 2011 )

Golden Comments
Pen: Don't get me wrong, this isn't always my head space for writing. If I'm working on stories or my column I don't write from here, but most of my poetry seems to migrate out of this region of my head...not sure why

Lucie: This is just my take, I don't think joy is a prison for everyone's muse, mine just seems to go on holiday during these times. Thank you for the honest comment and feedback. It's always a pleasure to see your name in one of my threads!

Bobby: Distracting? Interesting take..can you tell me how they were distracting? Maybe its something I can work on with this one. I always value your comments and crituqes, thank you for taking time with this offering.

Abel: You tell me this alot, that you are printing out to share. Maybe I could talk you into telling me what whoever your sharing with had to say about it. All feed back is welcome after all ;)

Thank you to you all for reading and commenting. It means the world to me!

Much Love,


( Posted by: HeRoCoMpLeX [Member] On: March 13, 2011 )

of golden patina
..and Cuervo Gold

Having Hemingway and Bukowski added to mix, along with whether you are or were a drunk, distracted me from the flow/feel.

( Posted by: Bobby7L [Member] On: March 13, 2011 )

i hear ya...although happiness and beauty inspire me as well as pain and anguish. when it comes down to it, being in tune with this roller coaster called "life", turning it upside down and inside out, unveiling the guts, is what lures the muses to awaken.

( Posted by: cmsmuse [Member] On: March 13, 2011 )

You have often told me I had the "emo," thing pretty well covered. Some of are better equipt to write about sorrow, or grief in poetic passion. While love either brings words to a hault as the muse takes a vacation, or we chanel hallmark and sound just like any other 99cent poet.
For me it heals as well as inspires. For you I think it's your own minds way of making you question your writing ability and push yourself that much harder to better your ability.
Either way as always I love what you say and the way you being even frustration to life.
Till next time my friend.

P.s. Too bad you never made it to Cali. Then might be a good thing you didn't we'd both have to make good on a promise....
(I can just see the nose now.)

( Posted by: trynfinity [Member] On: March 14, 2011 )

wonn fo moe da rode Sam
If I had my druthers, I'druther you not tell everyone the secret to great writing, which, as you admit here, is drinking. I mean heavy drinking, not a beer or two a day. Ya gots to get serius with Jack Daniels or Cutty Sark and stuff.

Now the secret is out, and everbudy heah wil be drunker n skunks befoe dark.

I kan hurdly waist to reeed it awl>? hic

( Posted by: veebdosa [Member] On: March 14, 2011 )

Hello my friend
Ufortunatly I know exactly where you are coming from. Seems my best words come from tears, pain, and lots of drink. TTYS my friend!!!

( Posted by: vance9 [Member] On: March 29, 2011 )

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