Muttering Against the Wind

Charlie Thornton

Charlie Thornton
Location
WPB, Florida, Land of the Free
Birthday
May 24
Bio
Born in the early 60's to a conservative Southern family. Woke up to the bigger world around me and started the process of becoming a free-thinker in the mid- 70's. That has been an interesting process that is still going on today. I grew up listening to The Beatles, The Stones, Zeppelin, Floyd, Tull and the like. Eventually I gravitated towards Dylan and The Band as I grew older (and wiser!). Music really helped me to start thinking outside the Southern Baptist box. I am proud to be a Liberal Democrat, and I vote! I have the same regard for religion that Jesus did.

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DECEMBER 20, 2010 4:14PM

To Be More Me

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To be more me, with

Less effort to be what I ought

Or what might be more impressive.

Tempting, those are.  Always.

A waste though, in the end.

Sometimes, I figure that out 

Quickly.  Sometimes, not.

Disappointing, when I realize I gave in.  Again.

Should it be difficult (to write what I know)?

What am I fighting , against, that

Injects artifice so insistently?

 

Only what I know,  always.

I always know the way to a good

Fishpond, no matter where I am.

That’s not supposed to be funny, but

It kinda is.  Who starts there,

When they talk about

What they “know?”

Me (Truth? Yes.  Okay then.).  Start there I will.

I know more than a few

Good books…and good records too.

Truth that too.  More later, okay?

 

 

Copyright © 2010 by Charlie Thornton.

All Rights Reserved.

 

 

 

 

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I'm grooving to your words and thoughts, Charlie. Thank you for letting me do so.

"Should it be difficult (to write what I know)?

What am I fighting , against, that

Injects artifice so insistently?"
A genuine comment from a genuine reader makes the fight worthwhile.

You have taught us all a lot about fighting the good fight, fernsy. Thanks for the good word tonight.
"To be more me, with less effort" now that's something to dwell on Charlie. Good poem.
More later. Looking forward to that. R.
That's the ticket.

Thank you.
Yes, to be more me. Or less? I overflow, when I know, and see not, when it is time to go. Cauldron inside... I see you stirr the soup!
I hear jazz in the distance as I read your words. Your poem is good jazz.
Should it be difficult (to write what I know)?
That is the hardest to write about.
Fiction flows too easy sometimes, almost as if we knew it.
R