Anything can be dumb, right? But when do you know about poetry? Some of it can be written in less time than a sneeze or a yawn.
In the confinements of my mind, or in my own home to my wife I can say that I've read some pretty "dumb" poetry - but who the hell am I to judge someone's work like that....but I certainly have read some pretty dumb, basic, useless, ridiculous material they called "poetry". I feel so empowered and worthy after reading such crap!
- but who am I to judge them
It's OK to have your opinions, as long as you know that they begin and end with yourself.I enjoy a good debate about why I think something is stupid, and have learned to not let it get personal. I've learned to never discuss politics or religion with people who are dumber then I am, I mean with people I don't know very well or want to do business with.
Yeah I know what you mean Jeff. My tone with my statement above was almost like I am no Literature Professor with a Poetic license. Because I'm sure some folks would think the same thing about some of my work. But I have read some "dumb" stuff and I too, try to avoid long periods of exposure to them! :-)
Durn right it can, just read some of mine.
Roll baby roll, roll baby roll
Our family tree is a telephone pole
Its no time to laugh with glee
When a telephone pole is your family tree.
For some reason I liked it until I tried to understand it. You know what I mean? It's like finding a key without any idea where it goes. Or knowing there's a party without knowing where it is or who will even be there. Like waking up married to a face that's unknown in a room you can't recall and feeling pure numbness about it all. If your poetry is only dumb, it's still much smarter than some.
I sure do know what you mean. I can't make sense of it, and I wrote it. It does have a little bit of a beat to it, but it is dumb as a box of rocks. But I still like it, it does not try to be smart. Stuff I can't stand is what is hard to read, holds no pleasure in the choice of words, and is still incomprehensible. You beat your way through it and when you're done you say "I'm not any smarter and I didn't have any fun." So here's one that tries not to be dumb. Simple, maybe.
Little girls in Sunday dresses
Little girls grow up so fast
As they vanish there's a beauty
In the things not built to last
Children pay with sparklers in the summer in the evening
As the fireflies start their lights up underneath the trees
And their parents watch them on the porch before the dew falls
Life is held together by the summer nights like these
Two old men are slowly walking
Holding one another's hands
In a stone Italian city
There's a friend who understands
How long its been since youth has gone
How much another day is worth
Beautiful they are in passing
Short the time we have on earth
Yeah, I like that one. I even heard the melody and saw the passing light.
Oh God, yes...(response to the original question)