The secrets are all out …….

… the warm bath of self infatuation …

Longfelllow's Epiphany
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, 1868, at the age of sixty-


As you emerge from the warm bath
of self infatuation
your pen in wrinkled hand your ego in wet embrace
just what was it you expected ?

A sole quenching embrace from a friend or a stroke of
your ego from that lover
did you stand at the podium seeking the approval
the smile of total strangers ?

Your poetry slam worked for impressing young egos
and old sloppy writers with inky fingers
in rumpled cheap suits
does it feed the unquenchable hungers within ?

Did it exorcise the poetic desperation
release the evil demons
tightening one’s own heartstrings as if
the stranger on the subway retying the shoes of strangers ?

Why did you choose the pen of all things your personal
train-wreck will never cross
the trestle of privacy again
was it ever worth it ?

The secrets are all out ………….


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Sometime in my life, I started to write about my life journey, in poetry, in story perhaps to sort them out and enter them into a place of safekeeping. The soul of the writer is perhaps best described in their words, emotions and thoughts. If these poems or stories touch something inside you then maybe I have succeeded in sharing. I will not write about my self in profile, because self isn't so important in writing. Only the journey in words and the sharing are important. Why would we say "Now about me!"... I'd rather write about life, nature, serenity ...

6 thoughts on “The secrets are all out …….

  • January 5, 2019 at 10:04 AM

    Incredible write! It feels like the author and Longfellow are having a conversation. Your poem asks the questions many poets ask themselves through out their journey. Thoroughly enjoyed the read this morning. I wish you joy in your journey. Jamie

  • January 5, 2019 at 11:30 AM

    I believe every poet defines his/hers self flagellation with their pens. For me I’m a moody writer, I may write furiously for a week, then put my pen down for two weeks. I’m very critical of my work and believe me I have long conversations with myself about it. It’s definitely a journey, Longfellow had a few of his own, along with very sad tragic moments in his life, but oh was he a gifted writer indeed. Nicely penned Ed, I thoroughly enjoyed this write. Kudos

  • January 5, 2019 at 11:32 AM

    Powerfully expressed poem, Ed, and a very interesting read. Not sure if the piece is to your self or another poet, so, can’t comment in detail. Well done though. Take care.

  • January 5, 2019 at 2:44 PM

    Thank you Jamie , some people might never question why but as a non artist …..;-} I ask myself often just why I write . I do appreciate these comments however and THAT is why I began.

  • January 5, 2019 at 2:47 PM

    Thank you Vincent My friend . Yes and you are a brilliant writer . I have often seen the Longfellow in your words and appreciate them greatly , you are a gifted writer and may it bring much peace !

  • January 5, 2019 at 2:51 PM

    Hi Phyllis , It is to myself though inspired by others . I got to thinking about what others expect of us too after recent comments and such , I for one am even often conflicted with my own writing although I know all our writings serve and inspire each of us in our own ways . Thank you as always my good friend !….Ed

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