Creative Traditional:

[H.H.Hobsing]

I wrote this in response to the thought question I was emailed asking 'Where Do You Spend Most of Your Time When Your Awake?' I figured most people would respond with a physical place, but I took it a different direction. Please let me know what you think. Constructive criticism is welcome.


I spend.
Days inside my Head, Heart.
Perception, you're my world
Vast and complicated.
Brain's abstract art

I slave.
Mind deriving meaning
In no meaning to it.
Process apart of me
A part seeming.

I blend.
Beauty in the hundreds,
Schedule-driven students
Oblivious, focused.
Grades made sacred.

I cave.
Beauty miraculously
Ignored. Yet, gracefully
The sun twirling shadows
Generously.

I lend.
Sharing loves reflection,
Indiscriminately,
Fountain's foundation of
Introception.

I save.
From life's unexplained start
A single smile subdues all
Uncertainties stifling
Upon the heart.


- Hobsing

[MsJacquiiC]

The Following Text Is Quoted:

Originally Posted by H.H.Hobsing

I save.
From life's unexplained start
A single smile subdues all
Uncertainties stifling
Upon the heart.

Nice write. And yes a little bit of a different approach to answering the age old question. Creative. I loved the very last stanza. I posted something earlier...

The Following Text Is Quoted:

I subscibe to the ideology that laughter is the elixir of gods. And unlike the cheap beer I drink ==> This elixir is 100% free. So go smile at and laugh with somebody you love today - Let's get drunk and high on each others giggles baby!

So reading the last stanza made me smile- Thanks for that and thanks for sharing your poem with us.

Jacquii.

[fafsterfish]

Awesome poem, i love it. Sort of reminds me of myself.

[nomadicrhymer]

This is a lovely write, HH. I spend, I slave, I blend, I cave, I lend, I save…. Very “me” focused which almost makes me picture you sitting somewhere quiet like on a beach, just exploring your mind, but the 3rd stanza puts you in a college setting perhaps? Great twist on the subject.

I spend.
Days inside my Head, Heart.
Perception, you're my world
Vast and complicated.
Brain's abstract art

This first stanza is my favorite because it sets the whole poem and shows the depth of exploration and realization of the unending pathways we can wind through in our brains, and never seemingly come to any determination one way or another… fascination subject.
Nomad