I’ve written a few poems today but it’s kind of in lieu of anything more meaty. I found some stuff in a notebook and it made me think about the whole process of where ideas come from. I’ve put a bit of that over at: http://viviennetuffnell.wordpress.com/2009/06/29/the-lost-hero/
But then words started spinning in my mind and the following was the result. I don’t tend to go for rhyming couplets but it just happened like that, so…
The Secret People
The Secret People are inside my head
The Secret People wait beside my bed
They wait until I fall asleep
Then climb right in and dig in deep
Their voices whisper the whole night long
They tell me stories, they’ll sing their song
Yet when I wake and open my eyes
Their tales are just elaborate lies
Sound and fury and nothing more
And yet they thrill me to the core
Inspiring me to write their words
Before they fly like frightened birds
The Secret People are inside my mind
But the Secret People are never kind
They’ll use me as their living tool
To write their stories and be their fool
Until one day I’ll wake and see
The Secret People have fled from me
I love your poems Viv. Each time I come here to read, I feel touched and admire your mind and your play with words.
This is truly a gift.
Take Care!
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Hello Shweta, lovely to see you here again and thank you for your kind words.
I hope you are feeling better now.
love,
Viv
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I’m thinking …. one part M. Night Shyamalan, two parts Neil Gaiman? And for the movie version…Guillermo Del Toro!
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I’m a big fan of Neil Gaiman, as you know Pugs, but I don’t really know Shyamalan’s work at all.
movie version. *giggles* I just felt very much as though the people in my head sometimes take over my life too much!!
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For an M. Night breakdown:
Click me
Click me as well
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I didn’t know he’d done quite so much, Pugs.
I don’t think I’d have liked The Happening..I’d have not slept afterwards.
I did want to see Lady in the water but never did.
You’re quite the film buff!!
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