On Poetry

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We are all so polarized, now seems like a fabulous time to argue on behalf of something. There are two types of people in the world: those whom read-write-enjoy poetry and those whom do not. These ‘do nots’ haven’t even mustered disdain; it simply doesn’t exist. My relationship with poetry as a thing to tend to or enjoy has ebb and flowed. I have been under a misconception the bulk of my adult years, believing myself to not care for it. I can’t specify the recent trigger, but a lightbulb switched and I found myself admitting I’d been writing it the bulk of my life. I’ve written songs since I was a teenager. My brain had somehow separated song writing … Read More

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Edible

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I gravitate towards attractive packaging You called out to me Clean and simple, but complex -much to the imagination I read you for the details Are you true to the claims Can this sustain me? -a short fix to satisfy a craving  I open you and little comes forth Weighted by accumulated ingredients What has been taken by all those who wanted you before? I don’t have a taste for that Hold it back. I want to pull you apart I end up spilling things out -here’s your taste of everything  Make a mess of a savoring state  Can I save you, how do I preserve this? I want to feel like I have earned it As if I don’t deserve you now, I try to ration you out Small bites at a time -decadence for my mouth and my mind I cannot handle … Read More

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