I Am Not Relative

Just added a video of myself reciting this on Youtube, which has been a fear of mine. If you have an extra moment please check out my first poem video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=638Y9GFvYgI
I Am Not Relative

Look into my eyes,
Not at the lies
Beyond this disguise

Past the mask the multitude wears
That is conformity everyone shares

I am not relative

I am unique
Because of what I think

Thoughts and feelings that are my own
Bundled together as ideas, not shown

What makes you, you

Is not what makes me, me
So why think of people relatively

© 2013 Sean LaSalvia/Poetic Clarity

The First Agreement

My submission for Open Link Monday is The First Agreement! For those who don't know, The Four Agreements is a book about personal freedom. It follows Toltec teachings for living a peaceful and mindful life. I would highly recommend checking it out. 

The First Agreement

 

We all have the ability

To cast a magic spell

This spell can send a person

To heaven or hell

Figuratively, of course

But hell is hell

A mental state; that perpetuates

These evil forces

Bringing you down in such a way

You can’t help but enforce it

This magic, this force

We all wield

It is the word

Now the word isn’t simply a symbol

Or sound

Regardless of language

This power is around

Spreading black magic

With the gossip we speak

But there is an alternative

That one can seek

It is impeccability of the word

Speaking like no one has ever heard

But to control this power

One must prepare

Remember the word is God

So handle with care

© 2014 Sean LaSalvia/Poetic Clarity

 

D.D.

I am a huge fan of The Weeknd and he did a cover for Dirty Diana by Michael Jackson. This song is inspired by it. For those interested here is a link to the song: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t3g6rI31Dmk

I’ve been here times before,

But I was too blind to see

Every day’s remorse

Repeated endlessly

Haunted by mistakes

Without learning a thing

My angel’s song has stopped

Now she cannot sing

Timid from the start

Spiral deeper than deep

Unattached from the world

And too tired to sleep

Everyday lingers on

Each worse than the last

Only cure I can see

Is to change the past 

© 2014 Sean LaSalvia/Poetic Clarity

Compliance

 

Time progresses
People age and die
Years are consumed
Yet we're forgotten

A ripple in the pond of existence
Eerily replaced all too often

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Wow I just made the word limit (140 characters) for Words Count with Mama Zen!

 I recently visited the Dali Museum in St. Pete, Florida. It was wonderfully surreal! This poem is inspired by his painting The Persistence of Memory.  Hope you all enjoy :)

© 2014 Sean LaSalvia/Poetic Clarity

Conversation....or lack thereof

I'm happy to be involved in the first Play it Again, Toads! Thanks to imaginary garden with real toads. I decided to go with Archive #1 working conversation into a poem!

Hey what's up?

Not much you?

Nothing really.

Nothing. Really?

Overly exaggerated menial talks

Lead to such insincere formalities 

How's the weather?

Having lost interest in our own words 

We talk as if no one is listening

The most empty of words; small talk

Wasting time and imprisoning

Locked in a vaccuum 

Void of importance

Learning shortcuts

Social avoidance

 

© 2014 Sean LaSalvia/Poetic Clarity

Flicker

This is my attempt at the It's in the Eyes prompt! Thanks for the challenge http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/! And by the skin of my teeth I made the 75 word limit....with exactly 75 words! Hope you all enjoy :)

My eyes

Your eyes

Her eyes

Look into these eyes!

What do you see?

Can you see?

Everything is going wrong

Corruption has taken its toll

The life of a woman has been drained

Lost, without the mother’s roll

My existence was her doing

What could be left

She taught me love

And now I’m bereft

A flicker of life is all that remains

Now empty are her eyes

Back from whence she had came

© 2014 Sean LaSalvia/Poetic Clarity

Tanka Poetry!

I was introduced to the wonderful tanka poetry from the blog http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/. This is my attempt at this beautiful form!

The towering tree

Cast an expansive shadow

What pleasure to see

Creating smiles for all

Everyone, including me

© 2014 Sean LaSalvia/Poetic Clarity

Verse First Poem (I Am Not Relative)

This is my first Verse First poem. Hope you all enjoy! It's called:

I Am Not Relative

Look into my eyes,
Not at the lies
Beyond this disguise

Past the mask the multitude wears
That is conformity everyone shares

I am not relative

I am unique
Because of what I think

Thoughts and feelings that are my own
Bundled together as ideas, not shown

What makes you, you

Is not what makes me, me
So why think of people relatively

© 2013 Sean LaSalvia/Poetic Clarity

Nerves

 Um.... what should I say?
Encumbered by nerves, while courage strays

In the presence of saccharine beauty
Vacuous words escape arbitrarily

This foolish verbose falls on appreciative ears
As a symphonious giggle slips, the conversation steers

Confidence perks up a bit
She genuinely smiles,
With eyes now lit

Thoughts are bouncing around my brain
“Perhaps she'll say yes”, so I steady my aim

With focus on the approaching goal
Every part of the brain now taking a poll

Outweighing every option
Considering all outcomes

Heartbeat halts and I grit my teeth
Letting out the words, almost to scared to speak

She ponders the thought, while time lingers on
Regardless of the answer, I must be strong

Our eyes meet; a decisions been made,
Now her smile shines as if diamonds were inlaid

© 2013 Sean LaSalvia/Poetic Clarity

First ever blog post!

Hello world! My name is Sean and I am a first-time blogger. Never done anything like this before nor did I ever have the inclination to do so, but today I had an "itch" to share my poems and connect with the world. This here marks my first ever blog post, so I have to make it memorable.

This poem means a lot to me, while it isn't particularly amazing, it has sentimental value. This poem was the first one I ever shared, which in turn, gave me the confidence to start showing others.

Shower

 Water beads ricochet off my chest
Forthcoming is my sweet surrender of rest

Washed clean are my sins, the filth and the grime
Repeating mistakes fill the unending void of time

Sorrow and regret amass my day to day
These gentle drops send them away

Will this unsettling repetition ever be broken?
Or will my shower be the only time I'm truly awoken

© 2013 Sean LaSalvia/Poetic Clarity