My newest poem, written in free form. I was influenced mostly by the beat poets of the 1950s.?

Question

I'm feeling again

what a feeling it is

filled with ecstasy

and utter happiness

at being through

around ahead looking forward

to what waits for me up the road.

It has arms opened wide

and a warm spark

wafting on the air

but I am afraid

of what lies in my way

in between.

Years of heavy rotation

and seductive insights

in a separated apartment

from society

because this society

has no love for thinkers

for them it's easier to be sheep

I guess that makes me a goat.

Years will pass before I make my way

back to the bay

and her city lights

crimson lips and bridges

swaying drunk beautiful people

and jazz and swing cats

smoking mints and tossing more than they

can keep.

And the college student who sleeps on two mattresses pushed together on the dirty floorboards

with a bookcase filled up with beat authors

and desperate poets.

I lounge in his room,

with a cigarette and watch the drunkenly

conservative liberals drive back up the hills

in their shiny chrome silver-blue future boxes

because that’s all they are: silver boxes.

And as we pass the wine back and forth

We remember past masters of the northern beach scene

With madmen who would scream into open mikes

And the audience would simply,

Click.

Answer 1

Love it! ♥