Arty

What kind of artist do i want to be?
The one with natural talent
Who improves at leaps and bounds
Or the one with just perseverance who makes great efforts to be competent?

Naivete

You might say
I must not have seen
A lot of sorrow in this world
To be so sunny all the time

And yet i would say
What do you know of what i have seen
And that it is an effort
To find the strength everyday
To look for things bright and beautiful
To reflect and disperse

The world is a sad place you might say
Unfair, Cruel

True that.
But still there is much good
Amd if you haven't found it
I would say you haven't
Worked hard enough

The hero's journey - II

Face the demon
Slay it
Come to realization

You would think that once is enough

But that journey
Supposedly from
Innocence to experience

Deamnds to be taken
Again and again

For the plateau of experience
Is not enough

And they have no stories
About ennui
And its constant demand of
The next high

That repartee

That comes to your mind too late
And stays there for hours
Torturing with its possibility

The hero's journey

If the woman represents
All things that
Can be known
And are to be known
For the boy
To attain manhood,

What then, does she mean
To the girl to attain womanhood?

Does it mean that women
Are already wise
And have known
What can can be
And is to be known?

If so, then why is the real woman
Not treated with as much reverence
As this symbol of a figure?

A room of one's own

The awareness
Of you
Or of others
Nearby
Keeps my thoughts
From clotting
Into poetry

It doesn't have to be
Conversation
Interaction
Or even sight

But simple awareness
Of someone beside me
Who may need my attention
At some point

Mother nature

the more you try to own her
the more she rages

for a woman
cannot be tamed