08-21-2023, 02:43 AM
I think the character in his poems captures something bleak and beautiful most people can relate to at some level.
Sometimes he goes a litle over the top writing in to his persona for me, and it makes me roll my eyes a bit, but the poems are usually still entertaining.
I read a few of his poems after opening this thread, I really like this poem of his.
Bluebird
there’s a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I’m too tough for him,
I say, stay in there, I’m not going
to let anybody see
you.
there’s a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I pour whiskey on him and inhale
cigarette smoke
and the whores and the bartenders
and the grocery clerks
never know that
he’s
in there.
there’s a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I’m too tough for him,
I say,
stay down, do you want to mess
me up?
you want to screw up the
works?
you want to blow my book sales in
Europe?
there’s a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I’m too clever, I only let him out
at night sometimes
when everybody’s asleep.
I say, I know that you’re there,
so don’t be sad.
then I put him back,
but he’s still singing a little
in there, I haven’t quite let him
die
and we sleep together like
that
with our
secret pact
and it’s nice enough to
make a man
weep, but I don’t
weep, do
you?
----
I think that poem sort of sums up how I feel about his writing - it's really good, but there's a bit of a wall he puts up with his persona, sometimes it doesn't feel genuine. Of course, he's made way better poetry than anything I've ever done (or will do).
Sometimes he goes a litle over the top writing in to his persona for me, and it makes me roll my eyes a bit, but the poems are usually still entertaining.
I read a few of his poems after opening this thread, I really like this poem of his.
Bluebird
there’s a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I’m too tough for him,
I say, stay in there, I’m not going
to let anybody see
you.
there’s a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I pour whiskey on him and inhale
cigarette smoke
and the whores and the bartenders
and the grocery clerks
never know that
he’s
in there.
there’s a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I’m too tough for him,
I say,
stay down, do you want to mess
me up?
you want to screw up the
works?
you want to blow my book sales in
Europe?
there’s a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I’m too clever, I only let him out
at night sometimes
when everybody’s asleep.
I say, I know that you’re there,
so don’t be sad.
then I put him back,
but he’s still singing a little
in there, I haven’t quite let him
die
and we sleep together like
that
with our
secret pact
and it’s nice enough to
make a man
weep, but I don’t
weep, do
you?
----
I think that poem sort of sums up how I feel about his writing - it's really good, but there's a bit of a wall he puts up with his persona, sometimes it doesn't feel genuine. Of course, he's made way better poetry than anything I've ever done (or will do).