Prelude to Poetry
Poems from the Singularly Strange Mind of Evil
Welcome to the first poetry page. This page is a prelude to the following poetry pages. These poems are original, and fully mine. Feel free to quote them, read them, laugh at them....whichever you so choose. However, if you STEAL them..you will suffer tortures that will be whispered about as legends by mothers seeking to warn small children about the dangers of thievery.....ENJOY!
Can You Read This?
This is NOT one of my poems, but i figure if you can read this then any typos i might make are gravy!
CAYNOU RAED TIHS? I CULOD!
I cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was
rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid, aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde
Uinervtisy, it dseno't mtaetr in waht oerdr the ltteres in a wrod
are,the olny iproamtnt tihng is taht the frsit and lsat ltteer be in the
rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it
whotuit a pboerlm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter
by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Azanmig huh? yaeh and I awlyas
tghuhot slpeling was ipmorantt!
Elemental..Not a poem, but how i felt sitting up at the lake one day...
sitting legs up on a rock..facing the wind churned sea....joined with the waves, crashing. melting back into the water.....
wind whipping my hair and sun touching my face neck and breasts.....ice cold water splashing
all around me.....at peace finally and yet strangely churning inside.
i am elemental.........merged with all the nature around me...feeling it deep in my soul, touching that part of me that i bury so deep-----myself.
wanting to dive in and float underwater forever weightless and free....marina...of the sea...and i am...
i feel it calling to me whenever i am near, pulling at my very core to come join with it and be at one.....peace for a change in my life...feeling the feelings so long buried and thought dead.....
alive and elemental....heart racing----aching inside to be free at last......a part of the elements
