Posts Tagged ‘ego’

False Confidence Dashed: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku

April 3, 2015

It brings sorrow when/
you think you can do something/
well, and learn: You suck!

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Two Words: Revolutionary Blogging Free Verse Poem

January 28, 2015

From YOUth,
my head-mind
ego-fed,
unkind,
spoke words
of doubt,
“you’re absurd”,
fear,
“you’re not dear”.

Each time I thought about
doing
saying
writing
joking
dancing
acting
laughing
being
open mic-ing,
improving,
anything-ing,
I’d hear:
“That’s stupid.”
“That’s immature.”
“You’re attention getting.”
“That’s weird.”
“Others will think you’re odd.”
“That’s embarrassing.”
“You’re absurd.”
“That’s not spiritual.”
“You’re a bad example.”
“You’re scary.”
“You’re juvenile.”
“What would Jesus do? NOT THAT!”
“You’re not good.”
“You’re evil.”
“You’re self-centered.”
“You’re a fool.”

For so long
I believed the voice,
the Angst,
the negative,
the stoppage,
until I was living
a blocked
shut-down,
fearing
life.

Then guides
invited me
to take an 8-inch
trip
down,
from my mind,
fearing,
name-calling,
ego,
to my heart.

I like journeys,
so I accepted
the invitation.
I took my hand
filled with thoughts
from my head,
and placed it
and them
on my heart.
There I felt
the warmth,
tenderness,
and love
growing from deep within.

As I heard-thought
those words
of fear
and rejection
and shame,
from my head,
my loving,
kind,
big,
gentle
heart
listened to them,
those embarrassment / hate words,
then simply,
calmly,
lovingly
but forcefully
whispered:
“Or not.”

The Cause Of A Swollen Head: Romantic ConTEXTing Rhyming Haiku

January 22, 2014

Naturally I have/
a big swollen head. You have/
gone dancing with me.

A Sonnet of Conclusion: Romantic IMprov Email Sonnet

October 25, 2010

The romantic Oz ego/
gathers the poetic remains/
of verbal seeds cast across/
the ocean’s eternal waves.

She examines them closely;/
turning them this way/
and that. Hopefully believes words
written by the poet today.

She understands their power.
She knows of their might.
Years ago they’d caressed her
deep into the Outback’s dark, lonely night.

But she must now know he’s let go and moved on,
just like she did so long ago with her other one.