Saturday, August 11, 2007

Goosebumps (Sunday Scribblings)

Life
Is one big goosebump
Is one big ride

An active volcano
Boiling sensitivity
Feelings

That tinkles the skin
Slip ice cubes on bones
Of will and of longing

Of wanting to be
Of being to want
And reaching

Stomach eccentricity
Its upper part screams
In silence

Yet screams indeed
Higher than throats
Louder than amplifiers

It has its own amplifier
Rocking inside me
With mosh pits of tension

And leads of anxiety
Oh well, life
Is one big goosebump

Is one big ride
If one lives for real
If one does not hide


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13 comments:

Rob Kistner said...

Very good... enjoyed this little ride.

Paul said...

Nicely written. Thanks.

Gilson said...

Thank Rob! It's great to see you here!

Hi paul! Thanks a lot! It was fun to write!

I made one small alteration. The last line was “If one lives intensely” and I changed it to “If one does not hide”, I thought it sounded a lot better, and living life intensely can have many different meanings which were kind of bugging me.

Fledgling Poet said...

I really enjoyed this...and it was all so true!

gautami tripathy said...

"Slip ice cubes on bones
Of will and of longing"

Amazing phrase..

raymond pert said...

I like "mosh pits of tension" I haven't been in a mosh pit, but seeing them on TV makes me feel tension! It's a great image, especially in the context of the rest of your poem.

Jennifer said...

You post makes me think of those bad dreams when you scream and no sound comes out...lol Life is one big goosebump, that's sooo true! We want to hide but one does not hide...

Gilson said...

Hi fledgling poet! Thanks a lot! I was trying to express myself in this excellent theme, because I have strong feelings about it.

Hi gautami! Thank you so much! A verse about those chilly bone feelings we all know so well.

Hello raymond pert! Thank you so much! I really wanted to share this poem! Oh, and I did use to mosh pit, but now I prefer the comfort of my living room. See ya around!

Hi Jennifer! Those dreams can be pretty goosebumpy! Thanks, I’m glad you enjoyed the poem. Yes, and most of the times we really can’t hide.

joezul said...

Hi Gilson,

Wonderful haiku. It's very hard to write a good haiku, even more such a wonderful one like yours. I really enjoyed it. :)

Patois said...

Great read. I really enjoyed "Of wanting to be, Of being to want." Excellent.

Gilson said...

Hi joezul! I wasn’t thinking of it as a haiku, but it certainly is challenging to squeeze in a lot of meaning a small number of words. I hope to start writing haiku soon, it’s just because I don’t have this habit. Thanks a lot for stopping by!

Hi patois! Thanks! It appears like one thing does come with the other!

Clare said...

Hi Gilson! Your words come right from the heart, the soul! I love this poem, and especially the lines "Oh well, life/ is one big goosebump/ is one big ride/ if one lives for real/ if one does not hide". This says so much to me about life, about living, about being completely in the present moment, about not being held back by fear, about embracing every experience with an open heart/arms/mind/spirit/. Gilson, you are not only an incredible painter -- you are also an incredible poet!!
:)

Gilson said...

Hi Clare! Thank you very very much! Your description is very faithful to what I felt when I wrote this poem. And to be able to share this feeling makes it even more special, thanks again!