To doctor the sickness, I command the spartan
my shield is a blog, my mind a sword
wordy grit, verbose drive, refusal to unharden
are battle scars against being bored
Waking from sleep unachieved
the battle against idle hands and mind
builds superfluous force of fighting need
to shout at my devil for peace I never find
****blogger’s note****
Something different today, a lyric free form poem about my daily fight against laziness combined with an anxiety disorder. This ia a double prompted poem for Ketchup sisters, Melissa and Michelle, http://accordingtomags.blogspot.com/2013/01/ketchup-with-us-10.html as well as Trifecta Writing’s “idle” http://www.trifectawritingchallenge.com/
Here’s the Crue, crank it.
This is so rich in vocabulary. Great take on our prompt. We each have one of those “devils”. What an incredibly deep piece. Nice! Thanks for linking up with us!
Simply mind blowing!Loved,”my shield is a blog, my mind a sword
wordy grit, verbose drive, refusal to unharden
are battle scars against being bored”-perfect!:-)
that was the easiest line to write, thanks
Sadly, I know exactly what you mean. Great job on this, Lance. Keep shouting…
i know you do, thanks for commenting.
I really relate to “…the battle against idle hands and mind.” The idleness can be very destructive sometimes. Nicely said.
destructive or artistic….thanks
Multitasking. Awesome!
“Waking from sleep unachieved.” Love. I can relate to this whole piece actually. I mean really like we-should-have-coffee relate. D-Bo and Mel, you’re welcome to come with.
Great job, Lance. Thanks for linking up!
thanks for inviting me, michele
The Bursons should have a spare set of keys by now. You’re ALWAYS welcome.
LANCE!!! You need to grab you’re poet pen more often
Love this! Standing ovation! Encore! There’s an obvious musical component as well…love the flow
comng from you, this is a huge compliment. poetry scares me so thank you.
peace, my friend.
i wish, my friend
great post, great song.
thanks kelly and i agree
Keep fightin’ the good fight, man
This was awesome
A war cry
A battle anthem
God, I’m so glad you liked it. even if you’re lying.
Great energy in this one — you’re so good at that!
thank you
Good job! You got that free verse down! Great power there.
Yeah, pretty much all of that. Exactly.
Awesome poem – love that last line – “to shout at my devil for peace I never find.”
Anger and anxiety, plus a touch of the sloth, all familiar “friends,” or maybe cohabitants for me. This is one of the best descriptions of that inner roiling. I totally felt it. Good work, man. Peace, Amy, and this will chill you out:
http://sharplittlepencil.com/2013/01/11/zen-man/
“…battle scars against being bored.” I love that bit!
Thank elusive thing…peace within, peace of mind. It’s never quiet for me and I imagine it’s the same for you. Great flow of this.
thank you very much
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