I doodled in the margins
poetic utterances with little faces
eyes unsteady as the nimbus cloud's journey
their peculiar expressions, their little arms and legs
and I waited for rain
ideas that would drench me
soak me to the point of no return
where I could leave the margin call
and slip between the blue lines
and connect the universe to something worthy
this is the exercise routine of a wannabe poet
stalling with drawings of creatures , doodlemen
doodles upon doodles, the precursor to language
doodles from top to bottom
when the thunderstorm arrives with gifts
doodles
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Re: doodles
I love those spiritual ones
reason is over rated, as is logic and common sense-i much prefer the passions of a crazy old woman, cats and dogs and jungle foliage- tropic rain-and a defined sense of who brings the stars up at night and the sun up in the morning---
Re: doodles
Yes I've seen that. It all seems to start with doodles, in my case, scribbled notes in spiral notebooks years ago when I was on the road.
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