April 26, 2016
Life is so much more like
Parks and Recreation than
Madame Secretary.
So don’t get it twisted
when you pull the curtain.
Poetry is just streaming words –
nothing high brow about it –
painting is lines and shapes
splashed on canvas with a brush –
and dancing is shifting weight
from one foot to the other
in motion across a wooden floor.
If I were a strong wind I’d wrap
all around you – if a river,
I’d rise up to your knees –
if a song, I’d bounce tenderly
against your eardrums, until I
found my way into your inner heart.
More like Parks and Recreation,
less like Madame Secretary,
nothing like The Good Wife.
Life. Don’t get it twisted.
#ThisIsMyPoetryBlog 
So true! I seem to need the reminder daily. Lol
Is insanity just loosing perspective on life?
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It was a fun poem. The original was divided into irregular stanzas, but when I pasted it into WordPress the stanzas dropped out. So I said to myself, OK, let’s go with it as it is. Thanks for your comment.
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Reblogged this on Lovely Curses and commented:
As my dear friend Emily Dickinson ( 😉 )once said…
Much Madness is divinest Sense…
Much Sense – the starkest Madness…
Don’t get it twisted!
Enjoy another poem by Ray Maxwell for BlaPoWriMo!
–N
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