National Poetry Month: Issue 7
Being National Poetry Month, I thought I'd share a couple of my own poems as part of the Southeastern Wisconsin poet blog roll. At one time I aspired to be the State's tallest poet, but some guy at a poetry reading I was attending quickly pointed out that (at the time) Poet Laureate Bruce Dethlefsen had me by a couple of inches.
I hate when that happens.
In any case, the poem below was inspired during a walk home from work one day. A really, really good song came on my iPod and I felt the urge to dance. But didn't. It spurred me to ask the question why I didn't (and still don't). The answers of course are simple. What would others think? (Who's that whack-job dancing?, is what they'd think.) The other answer is because no one needs to see someone of my stature dancing, even under the best conditions.
But it made me realize that we stifle so much of ourselves our whole lives for fear of what others think. This stifling and fear of judgement are stress causing. Stress = bad for the heart. And, well, if you read the poem, you'll see where it went. The take away from it is that you should be true to yourself more (with the exception of public displays of white guy, unrhythmic dancing) and worry less about what others think. It might just prolong your life.
I hate when that happens.
In any case, the poem below was inspired during a walk home from work one day. A really, really good song came on my iPod and I felt the urge to dance. But didn't. It spurred me to ask the question why I didn't (and still don't). The answers of course are simple. What would others think? (Who's that whack-job dancing?, is what they'd think.) The other answer is because no one needs to see someone of my stature dancing, even under the best conditions.
But it made me realize that we stifle so much of ourselves our whole lives for fear of what others think. This stifling and fear of judgement are stress causing. Stress = bad for the heart. And, well, if you read the poem, you'll see where it went. The take away from it is that you should be true to yourself more (with the exception of public displays of white guy, unrhythmic dancing) and worry less about what others think. It might just prolong your life.
Doctor
Recommended* by Jim Landwehr
What
if they discovered that
the
stifling of self-expression
caused
the early onset of disease?
That
if everyone who ever
had
a song in their heart, but did not dance,
set
the stage for an aneurysm at forty-four?
Those
who wanted to sing
at
the top of their lungs in the library but didn’t,
generated
cancerous cells?
Or
if not hugging your father,
or
not crying for fear of ridicule,
jump
started your own arthritis?
What
if we could live to be 140
if
we took that guitar lesson, got that tattoo,
or
grew those dreads we’d always meant to?
Maybe
if we built more art galleries, concert halls and bookstores,
taught
more viola, art history and rumba,
we
might do with fewer hospitals and nursing homes.
*Doctor Recommended was previously published in Heavy Bear magazine.
JimLandwehr enjoys writing creative non-fiction, fiction, and poetry. His first
book, Dirty Shirt: A Boundary Waters Memoir
will be released by eLectio Publishing on June 17th, 2014. He has
non-fiction stories published in Boundary
Waters Journal, Forge Journal and MidWest
Outdoors Magazine. His poetry has been featured in Verse Wisconsin, Torrid Literature Journal, Echoes Poetry Journal,
Wisconsin People and Ideas Magazine, the Wisconsin Poets Calendar, Off
the Coast Poetry Journal, Heavy Bear
online magazine and others. He also has a fiction story
published on the Free Zombie Fiction Blog.
Jim lives and works in Waukesha, Wisconsin.
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