The Fruit of Rejection


I submitted this poem to a Los Angeles poetry journal, and naturally they rejected it, so I decided to edit it and add some.

Cumming of a Creed

What we need

Is the cumming

Of a creed:


A doctrine of divinity that

Hurls human from slumber


Word thunder,


To strikes of wonder.


It’s near.


An over-





Or whatever

Your spirit animal.


It shall be of us,

By us,

For us,

In the Abrahamic tradition.


It shall encompass


And end compass



Guiding us astray

To the ashtrays

Of our minds

Where thoughts are pinched out


Laying in heaps

Of perceptual filters,

Yet shielding the Formica countertop

Of life

From collecting dust.


It shall explode



Upon the Hiroshima

Of humdrum humanity,


The Nagasaki

Of dismal dailies.


It shall be a specter haunting. You erupt

27 years later

When the values

That vested you

Are vaporized off your body by

Napalm napalm napalm napalm napalm

During Vietnamese Kodak moments

That warp your face

Into Edvard Munch hallucinations

Of harrowing beauty.


It shall Socratically “WHY?” you

While you worry “why YOU?”

Until your ever present thoughts

Strip the Y U

From intellectual ubi-quity,

And you declare “I know nothing”

For the second time.


It shall deflower your comprehension

With Joycean oceans

Of cryptic cry,

And it won’t call the next day.

Or the next.


It shall be


Circling above

The flower of truth,

Waiting to descend

Once “what thou wilt”

Wilts petals into wonder.


And word thunder

Will rumble

As long as

Tongues tumble,

And tongues tumble

All down to the bottom,

Because even this

Fall has an autumn.

About cognifeeder

My name is Josh. I like to think about things. I also like to write (albeit, “type” might be a more appropriate verb). Sometimes, I can muster these two likes into an enthralling synergy of self-expression. Sometimes not. Cognifeeder was a word I made up in this poem. To me, a “Cognifeeder” is any bit of learned information. A Cognifeeder is a piece of culture, something learned that contributes to one's map of reality. The world is littered with Cognifeeders. Take them lightly. When I’m not blogging, I run Sonata, a digital marketing and SEO agency based in Aledo, Texas.

Posted on July 14, 2012, in poetry and tagged , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 9 Comments.

  1. beautiful juxtaposition of imagery and strong wordplay. playful and serious at once. wonderful.

  2. very good write. word play and thought-play so to speak…agile …

  3. Interesting enough as it is. Why people reject certain things and accept lesser works is beyond me, but nonetheless it happens to the best and worst of us… Well done, well done indeed.

    • Thanks man. I think it might rhyme too much. The journal’s requirements mentioned “no light verse,” but that’s pretty vague. So it goes.

      • If they thought rhyming was an issue, they need to take fifth grade English over again to get the part about “poetry and prose can take any rhyme scheme they want”. 😉

  4. I don’t know what publishers have against rhyme. Shakespeare had no problem with it. There’s a certain amount of discipline involved in rhyming without forcing it or making it trite. Rhyming usually involves some kind of meter to go along with it. Syllable counting also coordinates well with rhyming. Writing poetry is a personal endeavor, done for the individuality of it, the style of one’s own thought process and creativity. You definitely have your own style, which in my book, is the best compliment any artist can be given…

  5. jclark3, Writerunner3

    Smart and fun to read. (P.S. I read you because YOU are such an awesome poet, to H—- with writing only for contests-write for us, Man!)

  6. You write really well….

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