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TURNING AROUND

Posted by Forman Lauren on September 8, 2010 at 11:30 PM Comments comments (1)

DEPARTED

By 4orman Lauren

9/8/10

 

Haven’t written in almost a year. This rut called writer’s block has buried me.  But I’m now approaching the pause in my poetry as inspiration, as the impediment was merely a deposited seed yearning to grow.  Some feedback will be the water to give new life to my writing. Thanks. xo+4

 

I’ve lived at the edge

Of this ledge I’m exposin’

So lost from ...

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FAST LANE

Posted by Forman Lauren on January 3, 2010 at 10:30 AM Comments comments (5)

I recently realized I needed to apply the brakes on life in the fast lane.

 

FAST LANE

 

Found my missin’ link

On this brink I’m extollin’

So swollen, my feet

Thru this heap I’ve been trollin’

My “self” I’m patrollin’

The goal is to find me

Forget where I’ve been

When I’s seein’ so blindly

So fast, I’ll rewind me

Unkindly ...

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THE FLAVOR

Posted by Forman Lauren on December 30, 2009 at 11:37 PM Comments comments (4)

Finding honesty within is one of the greatest reasons I write. However, sometimes in the search for the truth, I find I’ve been lying to myself.

 

THE FLAVOR

 

I’m searchin’ these deeds

For the needs I’m repealin’

So selfless, my greed

All I heed I’m revealin’

Indeed I be healin’

I’m stealin’ these glances

So often I’m shaken

From takinR...

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THE DAWN OF A YEAR

Posted by Forman Lauren on December 29, 2009 at 10:23 PM Comments comments (4)

My resolution is to start writing again.  It starts here.


THE DAWN OF A YEAR


The dawn of a year

All I hear is still bangin’

I’m breakin’ me loose

Of the noose where I’m hangin’

I’m here with my slang ‘n

Haranguin’ my thoughts ‘n

I’m findin’ myself

For the “self” I had lost ‘n

Paid dues for the cost ‘n

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UNSPOKEN

Posted by Forman Lauren on December 27, 2009 at 11:27 PM Comments comments (4)

Sometimes I don’t speak my mind when there is so much to say.

 

UNSPOKEN

 

I stand in one place

With the pace I’m upholdin’

My steps I retrace

For my grace to embolden

These weights are unfoldin’

I’m swollen with wordin’

It’s all in my head

Left unsaid and uncertain

What’s worse, it’s been hurtin’

It’s blurtin’ I’m seekin&...

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THE RUNOFF

Posted by Forman Lauren on October 23, 2009 at 10:12 PM Comments comments (6)

I'm moving on.... and hopefully, moving up.


Put fists thru the weather

To sever my feelin’s

I heal as I do

But repeal how I’m dealin’

Off keel and oft reelin’

I steel for defenses

I’m chill in my thoughts

But I’m ill in my senses

My will's in the fences

And tents that surround me

I once lost myself

And now somehow I found me

This circus will clown me

I drown in t...

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COMIN' 2 MY SENSES

Posted by Forman Lauren on August 17, 2009 at 10:49 PM Comments comments (4)

I’m done with the fun

And I’ve come to my senses

Repent, I was spent

I was bent on defenses

I relent all that tenses

The fences that bind me

The woe cost my soul

But the goal is to find me

I’m seein’ so blindly

So kindly dissectin’

I try to inspect

What my head’s disconnectin’

I’ve bled this correction

Reflection, I’m growin’

So someday I’ll le...

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VERBAGE

Posted by Forman Lauren on June 8, 2009 at 11:16 PM Comments comments (2)

verbage


/ver'b*j/ n. A deliberate misspelling and mispronunciationof verbiage that assimilates it to the word `garbage'. More pejorative than `verbiage'.

 

Sit back where I’m crazed

I’m amazed yet I’m wakin’

And still, with this pill

I sit still and I’m shakin’

I’m ill from the achin’

Forsakin’ the feelin’

I heal like I’m steel

And this reel I’m ...

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MY OWN TWO FEET

Posted by Forman Lauren on April 5, 2009 at 1:04 PM Comments comments (1)

Though I've walked steadily since I was a toddler, it's only recently that I've learned to stand on my own two feet.


Once sunk in crevasses

The masses had led me

I still tasted hunger

From wonder that fed me

I let it upset me

Regret, see, it's wasted

I's comin' unglued

From the rue that I pasted

It's all so invasive

Pervasive, my thinkin'

I's drinkin' my tears
From the tears I was blinkin'

I'm ...

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A TOAST 2 SOBRIETY

Posted by Forman Lauren on March 7, 2009 at 3:08 PM Comments comments (6)

To drink or ...

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