We Are What We Eat

Discussion in 'Poetry' started by TrippinBTM, Aug 17, 2005.

  1. TrippinBTM

    TrippinBTM Ramblin' Man

    We Are What We Eat

    So much of our food is seedless;
    maybe that explains our impotence.

    Living is to choose life;
    the art of flowing with the winds of change,
    not against or through, but one with them.
    Our inner light shining with the world's light,
    not making a mark in time,
    but being a presence in eternity.
    Reproduction, ultimate creation,
    babies, ideas, love and beauty
    the pregnant fruits of our existence.

    But our energies, the inner light
    too often are denied the frequencies of life
    given only the outer fruits to live on,
    seedless grapes, bananas bred sterile,
    the bread of life devoid of the wheat germ.
    Empty essences, barren hybrids
    fuel for nothing but aberrant growth
    body, mind, and spirit bearing the castrated forms of death.

    Life is abandoned through the rejection of the seed;
    cut off from the depths of existence, we swim in the shallows,
    lost among pieces and parts, confined by externalities.
    Creative potential foundering in the darkness of division,
    trapped behind the many dams we build,
    all our disconnected doings destined for eventual death.

    A crystal must dissolve for any changes to occur,
    the latticework lines of stagnant selfhood be released and left to blur.
  2. Digger168

    Digger168 Member


    I dig.

    "Life is abandoned through the rejection of the seed"

    I really must re-examine my diet!!!.
  3. stranger

    stranger Member

    niiice. are you a vegetarian trippin?
  4. ploomp

    ploomp Member

    I swear that that was the dumbest poem ive ever seen. Were you high when you wrote it?
  5. EternalHunter

    EternalHunter Member

    I liked what you had to say. They are important, and often overlooked facts.
  6. TrippinBTM

    TrippinBTM Ramblin' Man

    I am a vegetarian, yes. Thanks for the comments. Ploomp, what specifically didn't you like about it?
  7. FreeBird1969

    FreeBird1969 Fleas on their paws.

    I liked the first two lines, but the rest seems forced and too explainatory. A good message, though.
  8. (iii)
    A crystal must dissolve for any changes to occur,
    the latticework lines of stagnant selfhood be released and left to blur.

    i love that. it ends the poem so strongly... I like the first two lines and the last two lines... the middle is well written and it gives your poem depth ... but the first and last lines hit the hardest.

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