It is so exciting to be launching this blog/website thing tonight! For those of you who are close to me, probably know about my previous not so successful blog that went down over at Weebly. It was a good idea, to begin with, old P & P, (No, not Pick & Pay) but my terribly slow iPad was not helping me host the website properly and my inspiration for the project simply dried up.
But inspiration is back in full swing, and my ever so witty internet writing is back once again and now for good! For those of you who missed me… I missed you too.
The focus for The Bohemian Poet is for me to mainly share my writing, concepts and unpopular opinions about the candy land of a world we live in.
I am so grateful to everyone who has supported my artistic vision throughout the years, you all know who are. (You’re supposed to smile while reading this…) I also want to say special thanks to Chantal Du Toit for designing my killer logo. (You may give her a round of applause silently in your mind.)
An expression is so important and I’m so glad that I have the opportunity to do so. I am too awkward and shy to host a YouTube channel and I’m low key boring so you’d probably turn me off, except if I had to sing of course.
So before I ramble anymore… I would like to share a poem with you. I mean it’s the reason why I called this blog The Bohemian Poet after all. Hopefully, you enjoy my insight and madness.
The following poem is a poem I wrote about somebody who really broke my heart. (Here’s your ten minutes of fame, asshole.) Please note that this is my own work, so if you steal it, I’ll steal your soul.
“When you left for the city, it was like you left for war. And unlike getting news telling me you’re dead, I slowly realized that you were when you told me someone else was in your bed.
I sat in the pan of the mountains longing for your presence, while you went off drinking from plastic fountains.
You unravelled my paper, held me in your arms, it felt like home, I can’t
believe I fell for your charms.
You unravelled my paper, inspired my mind, got me high in a cloud, the same way you do when I’m not around.
I’ve released you now. Gone you are. Please just go away far. Ideas and thoughts they crush me now, but not the same way you crushed my heart.
I hope he’s worth it, because every time I think of you coming back to get me, I just see myself saying no.
Because if he could replace me for just one night, then why would you want me? It just doesn’t seem right.
You have the most beautiful face, but the ugliest heart.
True colours really show, and I’m glad yours did so I can finally let you go.
You said you were busy back when I was begging you to talk to me.
Then I left you and you got someone else to fill my shoes.
You’re so shallow. When the Tsunami comes you’ll be the first to drown. And when it does come, I won’t be saving you. I’ll be saving myself.”
Copyright © Douglas Vrey, 2017
So there we have it, thank you for reading. Be sure to check back for more poetry, sarcasm and whatever else you’re supposed to do on a blog…
Yours in Madness.
The Bohemian Poet