The both of me are struggling inside
One wants to just enjoy the ride
A hedonist with parties to attend
A firestorm with fuel to spend
Better to burn out than fade away?
So, tonight is the time to play
…Tomorrow, I’ll write down everything…
The both of me, struggling to get out
The anxious side, processing doubt
Every word needs to be remembered
So that some time must be surrendered
If all this savouring gets rephrased
Will it be somehow falsely praised?
Did it really happen as we say?
The feeling is that it must be done today…
…Tomorrow, I’ll write down everything…
The both of me are struggling to win
A desperate balance being fought within
This happiness must be documented
Not pass by forgotten and lamented
So tonight I’ll simply sigh and say
That if it cannot be done today
…Tomorrow, I’ll write down everything…
Shared with W3 #181 – a bop poem. This poem was inspired by this week’s dVerse prompt, using a line from a Günter Grass poem as a refrain. I saw this line, “…Tomorrow, I’ll write down everything…” used in the poem ‘Tomorrow’ and along with the word ‘bop’, this reminded me (again!) of the dilemma Jack Kerouac would face when having fun with his friends but wanting to rush home to write it down before it got forgotten to the mists of time. I see that I have written this poem before, too! Perhaps this is part two?
In the first stanza, I reference Firestorm, a DC comic character that at one time was two different people inside one body, often struggling with decisions. This came to mind as I had been reading it last night.
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It’s always a struggle between action and documentation. I feel like we spend so much time recording everything on our phones that we fail to experience what is actually happening sometimes. You’ve expressed that dilemma well. (K)
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Thanks so much 🙏
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I am actually going a presentation on escaping the spiral of survival, and this week I wrote a lot about duality- so this piece really rings true for me. Nicely done!
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I am actually going a presentation on escaping the spiral of survival, and this week I wrote a lot about duality- so this piece really rings true for me. Nicely done!
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Love that refrain “Tomorrow, I’ll write down everything.”👌🏼 Sometimes, the words have to sit awhile before you give voice to them.
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Yet so many great ideas, words and phrases have gone lost in my memory. I especially notice this in lucid dreaming, catching myself, thinking ‘I gotta remember this and write it down!’
Thanks Sunra 🙏
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I know that feeling well!
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I feel that “The both of me” perfectly captures that inner tug-of-war, Shaun — and “Tomorrow, I’ll write down everything” hits like a familiar, haunting promise.
~David
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Thanks David 🙏
I had other ideas instead of ‘The both of me’ but I like the oddness that this phrase presents and makes the reader immediately start asking questions.
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🤗
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Would you mind if I share this poem as a reblog at some point in the future?
~David
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No problem David. 👍
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Your poem made me smile, Shaun! Thank you!
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Thanks too! 🙏
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the both vying for attention. Someone needs to write it down. Lovely, Shaun. Thanks.
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Cheers Selma 🙏
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