Man ... I looked at what I'd written this month ... big gaps on the calendar ... I was sort of hoping that I'd be able to slot into a 10-12 poem a month pace this year, maybe have a couple of 15-poem months, and be up to 150 poems for the year. You see ... I used to write 250 poems a year, every year, for many many years, so anything less than that makes me feel like "I'm not writing". It was quite an experiment to put them all up here, though ... since I used to just publish the "best 10%" in a little book every two years ... doing a 30-copy run of a comb-bound edition of ALL the poems just for posterity (and, frankly, copyright, since I'd go through the whole Library of Congress thing with those). I don't know if the near-total lack of response to my poems is just people following the "if you can't say something nice..." adage or if they are just being ignored. Oh well. One of these days I'm going to have ALL of them up over at btripp.com ... once I get through formatting the thousands of old poems I have sitting here!
SO NOWHERE BUT WITHIN
the desperate search and impassioned need the unfulfilled quest and unending road the framing of years and sure inner stance are brought to bear in actions of our being
no darkness is no failure does all is a vector linking points in a line all else is illusion the trappings of myth the veiling of Maya that consensus attains
there is motion there is action if not completion or accomplishment what is static is not stagnant but for the context relativity's game
there without focus there without point decouple the self from the flow of days remove the soul from the fall of dreams release the spirit from the failure and destruction
these locks and chain are based in belief are forged in identity yet they are empty as is their pain and all the stresses empty and without being beyond these inner bounds