Description: I'm not talking about plagiarism. Anyone who's ever read my work knows that it's unique. I admit that I have to keep my head full of ideas in order to write. It's not just words either: films, music, and art all play a part.
Words Are a Drug -------------------------------------------
The crystallized thoughts of others
are a drug to me.
I shove words into my brain
through my aching eyes.
I hope they take root
and grow into something
of my own.
You are reading my mail Amy! I can so relate to this piece. It seems I am addicted to reading ,seeing,or hearing the works of others -not just for the "high" but also for the boost it gives to my own weary and wan thoughts.
Lately, it seems that's all I do, either search book, surf the net, or music videos, old movies, new movies, photographs-art shows-I just can't get enough ! I see these experiences as seeds-sown like handfuls of wildflower seeds randomly gathered-which sooner or later will bloom into something not to hard on the eye (ear??). I went to meeting last night where several poets read their own work, or some selctions that they had found inspiring. It was like a caffeine buzz when i got home, -I was up until 2 am! -and even then my mind wouldn't shut down even though my body quit.
I liked the "crystallized thought of others" because that's what all these art forms really are- a concrete presentation of a unique and personal creative thought. I wasn't sure about the word "shove"- but it works subliminally -the image of one shoving these hard crystals "through-aching eyes" to suggest the pain that often accompanies the creative process.It is painful-to have this great concept-and not be able to just quite express it as perfectly as you see/feel it.
I am disappointed that anyone would think that you do this to "copy" ideas.Motivation comes from so many sources, and anyone who really wants to write well, should read. read. read-and LOOK, LISTEN, TOUCH, FEEL everyday in every way. If one excludes all this from his personal experience, they wouldn't have much to write about would they?
I picked up this Cohen poem ( a picture book)"Dance Me to the End of Love"- and for some reason I can't get out of my head. I have to do something with that-and when i do it won't be plagiarism-I will state loud and clear-that Cohen's poem was the source of my inspiration. On the same tack, I just read a short essay by Toni Onley on "The Art of Watercolor id The Art of Love"-wher he quotes no less than three others who had once expressed the same idea-and the net result of that for me is that I agree and may want to express that idea in my own way-someday, long after i have lost the copy of the essay.
looking for inspiration in so many places, i could relate so well to that. i like the way you described shoving words into your brain and images into your eyes... like the hungry seeker that you are. what comes out of all that is a very unique, creative poet! well done!
One of the best things I've read in a long time. No wonder, cuddledumplin wrote it. :) I mean it sincerely though. I love words so this just made my day! I really love the ending. That's very 'of your own'. I hope you are doing good. Have a great week sunshine! :) *Yes I just called you sunshine! How very, 60s of me, I know!* ;) -blt
good poem. you're not alone. She's wearing dreams was 'born' after i read a poem here on the site with the words dream and wear in it. my mind connected them and well, you've read the outcome. I really like the planting and growing image but the beginning is a bit boring. maybe try something like
The crystallized thoughts of others are like heroin pumped in my veins
I'm sure you can think of something better than I.
Nice composition here, I hope those below do not take your crystalized thoughts and turn them into an excuse for them to plagerize to much. And you are very right, words and visions do become addictive, when good writers pen them, sorta like you I guess. I'm envious of your ability to paint a picture with so little paint on such large canvases. An art in itself. Well as you can see I'm too long winded, so Good day Mamm!
Hey lady, I shove your words into my eyes, and I think I'm almost getting smarter. I believe they are still looking for my brain, it's been on overload. I love this idea, and how you've played it. Perhaps you mean, I really shouldn't copy anything. like reflection and so forth are the lifeblood of poems? hhmmm dish it up in your own words? oooohh I'm hungry.