Poetry byEddie
| I Hope that you enjoy reading some of my poetry. When I first began to write poetry I strained to make rhyme and rhythym. After reading Walt Whitman I began to loosen up. I nolonger concern myself with trying to be good, only honest and passionate. |
A Moment's Respite While Looking Out the Window
I wrote this one while sitting in a cafe in Houston. A rain had come and I took a moment
of rest from my studying to simply gaze out the window upon a rain soaked tree.
I wrote this one while sitting in a cafe in Houston. A rain had come and I took a moment
of rest from my studying to simply gaze out the window upon a rain soaked tree.
An Angel Sleeps
Late one night I sat at the computer terminal and glanced at my then girlfriend and felt
moved to write a poem.
Late one night I sat at the computer terminal and glanced at my then girlfriend and felt
moved to write a poem.
Dolphins - Siren Song
I wrote this one while in a depresion after having my heart broken. I was heavily
influenced by Greek Mythology during this time and one must be somewhat familiar
with such to get the full meanings.
I wrote this one while in a depresion after having my heart broken. I was heavily
influenced by Greek Mythology during this time and one must be somewhat familiar
with such to get the full meanings.
Let Your Fancies Play in the Fields of Possibility
I was attracted to a woman in Houston that I was too nervous to approach. I finally
made up my mind and the sense of liberty that ensued inspired the penning of this poem.
I was attracted to a woman in Houston that I was too nervous to approach. I finally
made up my mind and the sense of liberty that ensued inspired the penning of this poem.
Prayer for a Dying Earth
One of my favorite activities is to take a walk during the sunset. I witnessed a
particularly brilliant one in the late summer of Eugene. I felt ashamed for what
humankind has done to the Earth and I wrote this poem as a prayer.
One of my favorite activities is to take a walk during the sunset. I witnessed a
particularly brilliant one in the late summer of Eugene. I felt ashamed for what
humankind has done to the Earth and I wrote this poem as a prayer.
Prometheus
This poem was written within the same fifteen minute time span that I wrote
"Dolphins-Siren Song" as I was heartbroken and very distraught. I did not so much write
it as it came out of me. The last stanza was written a year later after I felt that I could
finish it.
This poem was written within the same fifteen minute time span that I wrote
"Dolphins-Siren Song" as I was heartbroken and very distraught. I did not so much write
it as it came out of me. The last stanza was written a year later after I felt that I could
finish it.
The Body of the Earth
This is about sex and intimacy. I tried to tie together the imagery of the Earth with that
of a woman's body and the desire to connect to that holder of mysteries therein.
This is about sex and intimacy. I tried to tie together the imagery of the Earth with that
of a woman's body and the desire to connect to that holder of mysteries therein.
The Cycle
This was written spur of the moment in an act of empathy toward a grieving friend.
This was written spur of the moment in an act of empathy toward a grieving friend.
The Trees of the Earth
While walking in Hiroshima I had a glimpse of reality. I had this same vision while in a
forest in the Columbia Gorge.
While walking in Hiroshima I had a glimpse of reality. I had this same vision while in a
forest in the Columbia Gorge.
Loneliness
This came while sitting in a coffee shop, feeling very isolated and lonely. Having met
many people with outlooks much different than mine, it can be a bit isolating at times.
This came while sitting in a coffee shop, feeling very isolated and lonely. Having met
many people with outlooks much different than mine, it can be a bit isolating at times.
I Am The Tree
While sitting in a coffee shop and feeling lonely, I was able to grasp that there was a
distinct difference between some base emotion and my current mental processes. I
understood Shoepenhauer's point.
While sitting in a coffee shop and feeling lonely, I was able to grasp that there was a
distinct difference between some base emotion and my current mental processes. I
understood Shoepenhauer's point.
Thank You
I found myself sitting in a cafe, wondering why I was suddenly fearful one night. I was
being assaulted by fear, fear of failure and fear of loss. Instead of being afraid, I gave a
prayer of thanks for everything. I lead such a blessed life, why does fear come?
I found myself sitting in a cafe, wondering why I was suddenly fearful one night. I was
being assaulted by fear, fear of failure and fear of loss. Instead of being afraid, I gave a
prayer of thanks for everything. I lead such a blessed life, why does fear come?
Am I So Flawed
Late one night, sitting in my apartment, an open beer beside me, this came out. It is not
a very good poem, but perhaps more honest than all the others
Late one night, sitting in my apartment, an open beer beside me, this came out. It is not
a very good poem, but perhaps more honest than all the others
