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wandering, north (Lyric) by <~>

Fighting these feelings Fighting my pride Fighting the faith That let me slide Looking for answers Hoping for hope Searching for something That's not a joke Since trivial seems The simplest path The one those around me Lock onto, grasp With desperate smiles, And the promise held dear That nobody made them, And yet they will swear That this is their due, This is their dream, This sweetened vision Of futures they've seen And I am alone And I am without I am within My own fertile doubts Fighting these feelings Fighting my pride Fighting the faith That I let slide for caducus, the dreamer

<~> 4-Mar-03/9:54 AM
have you heard of near rhymes, goldfinger? perfect rhyming would have made this more trite, a line it thinly treads now. but has a beat, and you can sure as hell dance to it. and it sticks in your craw, tan one.

it is the way it is because it has a target. it hit that target, dead center. see caducus's comment for confirmation of this.

as an advertising design student, you should realize by now that it doesn't matter if it's perfect, or even if it's good; you--as it's creator--might even think it sucks. what matters is that your client blows his load when he sees it.

and then writes the check.

the money's in the bank. the client's happy.

there are plenty of other poems that i wrote for myself on this site, and there are a few more in the notebook that i need to hit with the chisel before i post them here. rank me on those, monkey boy.




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