Tuesday, January 22, 2013

I'M A POET AND I KNOW IT

I'm a poet and I know it.
I can make it flow like a boat in row.
I have the drive to take it high.
As high as the sky, that could fly
away from me, far enough to be free.
So the words of wisdom can enter young ears,
whispering in their ears at all times,
trying to define its meaning and purpose.
Like a diver returning to the surface,
Filling his lungs with clean air.
As for the purpose, do you dare
question why fights draws stares
Think, and process this,
to define a poem, is it no different than a riddle?
Analyzing every word and you'll be lost
Defeat may come across in thought.
Here's a hint...
There's none but words put together in fun
But then it's ironic
A poem with no meaning who's meaning is that it doesn't have a meaning
Nonsense, idiotic
Thoughts that comes to your mind which is now spinning
That can't be the meaning!
This is the worst poem I have read!
Then ask yourself....
Why continue to read this if the mystery has been solved?
Why continue to deprive your mind of reason?
To read a poem with no meaning but to have a theme that
everything doesn't need meaning which by meaning counts
as a meaning...
It's its own paradox

2 comments:

  1. First off, thanks (again) for reminding me this was here-- and sorry (again) for taking so long to comment!

    Second, this poem feels tremendously ironic. The narrator suggests that confusion implies lack of meaning, but lack of focus or clarity is in itself a powerful theme. Many of the most important works of literature feature a protagonist who is searching for himself and/or his place in the world, or at least a sensical way to relate to it.

    You've effectively captured the inner conversation we all have with ourselves, the one in which we anticipate critical feedback and recursively attempt to improve our own thinking.

    Would it be alright for me to assign this to the AP students and ask them to apply the AP rubric to analyze it?

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