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My Main Squeeze

Posted: September 19, 2018 in Poetry
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MY MAIN SQUEEZE
By David Allen

Write about what I love?
This is what I love —
writing, sharing poetry
with fellow poets
suffering from the same disease;
the need to get it all out
to empty my soul,
pushing pen to paper,
scrawling the scenes,
burning  my eyes,
typing tenses onto a screen,
screaming for attention,
airing it for all those near to hear.

Listen up!
This is who I am.
Here’s my soul, take a look.
Read into it what you will,
it doesn’t matter to me.
I’m drifting away to some other shore,
riding waves of words.

This all started in grade school
copycatting Dr. Seuss
and moving on to
writing my own pop songs
sung on lonesome bike rides
delivering the news;
teen years spent trying
out the unrhymed rhythms of The Beats
and some strung out sot delivering
the meanings of roach motel nights;
poems to loves  on far-off shores
as I sailed the Caribbean sea;
anti-war chants and drug-induced rants;
lines filling cheap literary rags;
marginal thoughts in reporter’s notebooks;
words shared in Far Eastern watering holes.

Always reveling in the outsider
status being a poet brings.
We are different from other writers.
There’s no money in poetry,
it’s all about laying it all out,
comforting the miserable,
slapping around the comfortable.
These words,
these lines,
they’re who I am.
Poems are my main squeeze.