#fallenonestyle

Any Suess fans? Dr. Geisel Suess. He wrote for advertising companies before the war and during. He was a slogan writer. Making things sound good to brand and increase sales. His first children's book was written to the rhytmn of an old steam engine. Anyone know? Probably not. There's a lot SBOUT Seuss you probably didn't know. Challenge yourself, look it up. I did. And if you even know who the hell he is, which most of your little ones left home alone here on Tumbler don't, you would really be surprised at the life and journey of this man...part of my style comes from him. He was an idol of mine then and will always remain one now.

An unusual poem. It came about by me wanting to do something, unique in perspective and uplifting. It allows a certain amount of elasticity for the reader to infer what he/she would like to, simply because i wanted it to be abstract and yet at the same time have a tone of advisement as well. Enjoy!

An afterword about "FallenOne Style"....I have fun in the doing of a piece. The creativity, uniqueness, of my writing is something that enjoy exploring. Early, I found I hsdca fascination with taking innocent little nursery rhymes. And then twisting them, wearing them. I would deliver an adaptive hybrid taken and infused with the dark emotions I needed to release, express...empty from the seemingly, bottomless depths of my souls vessel. I only do maybe one for every twenty I write, but I alwsyd enjoy each and everytime that I get to take something from a child memory and twist it into something deep, dark, and never conceived or attempted by any other poet to my knowledge. And though the emotions and feelings of each piece seem to often make my works appear to be a miserable choir for my soul to create, know, that it is in the weaving of these works, that I often find my greatest pleasures as a writer. The style, the form, the flow. Yes.....I like these things the most.

Emotions...my memories often had stirred up emotions that once consumed me. I let them dictate who I was.. I ruined the better part of 13 years while trying to deal, cope, understand and express my pain, loss and sorrow in a healthier way. I found that way eventually through my poetry.

I now coin the phrase..."From great pain, comes great poetry." For surely, I would not have one if it weren't for the other. I finally found a balance for all those dark emotions. Learned how to suppress them, focus them, channel them, express them; but most importantly...I learned how to govern them, manipulate them, and trick them--i had to, it was the only way I could LOCK THEM DOWN, deep, deep within the abysmal dark fathoms of my soul. They play now only when I allow them to play.