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Sanity is Boring
Sanity is Boring
Sanity is Boring
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Sanity is Boring

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This debut collection of poems and prose presents an eclectic view of a literary career in its infancy. Drawing on the universal consciousness of love, hate, insanity and the Reader's Digest, everyone will be able to find something of value in these pages. Read the customer reviews to see what others have said!

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Release dateDec 2, 2014
ISBN9781311048783
Sanity is Boring
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Justin P Lambert

I tend toward genre fiction in both my short stories and my novel work. Primarily sci-fi and fantasy, although some other interesting themes occasionally surface. My poetry is almost exclusively what I like to call “speed poems” meaning I’m not agonizing over a space or a comma. I’m dashing out a first draft as fast as possible with a goal of crystallizing a particular moment in time or a feeling. Then, if I look back at it at all, it will be to decide if it makes the cut or not. I’m not going to edit, I’m not going to polish. Maybe I’m wrong, but I feel like that sucks the life out of a poem. If it does make the cut, I save it and will eventually publish it. I’ve also written quite a few essays under the general topic of Timeless Principles. Basically, these are musings on living a better, more fulfilling and more successful life through basic, time-honored, common sense principles for living. Although I’m a very religious person, I’ve tried hard NOT to make these essays religious in nature because I don’t feel this is the proper format for religious writing. But, you’ll probably recognize many of these principles as appearing in your holy book of choice. That’s not because they’re religious, per se, but because they work. So, relax for a bit and read to your heart’s content. If you’re pleased, leave a friendly comment and I’ll get back to you to thank you for doing so. If you’re REALLY pleased, you’ll find an opportunity to support what I do by purchasing a poetry collection or an e-book at http://justinplambert.wordpress.com/book-store . Rest assured you have my sincere thanks just for making it this far. ENJOY!

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Sanity is Boring - Justin P Lambert

I have enjoyed writing poetry for as long as I've been able to write at all.

I feel the pull to crystallize an emotion, a thought or an image in black and white.

I get a lot of satisfaction from seeing the image come to life as the words I used to imprison it set it free over and over again.

In this section, you will read some of my earliest works of any enduring value. I will not pretend to consider them great poems. But what they are is the frozen essence of who I was in 1994 and 1995, my Junior and Senior year in High School. When girls and grades and parents and money and God swirled around a hormone-drugged brain with the subtlety of a cement truck.

Perhaps you can sympathize...

-- Justin P Lambert

As a Child

All I need to know,

I learned as a child.

Secure and happy

and worry-free.

When all people looked the same.

When differences didn't matter.

When responsibility came slow,

but fun was always around the corner.

When parents held hands and laughed.

When days lasted forever,

and nights weren't so long.

That is when I was truly happy.

That is why maturity begins late

for those of us who really live.

If It Were Up to Me

If it were up to me,

which it's not, but if it were,

I'd rid the world of classes,

all are equal, all confer.

Distinctions held, distinctions made,

would all come to an end.

And every man, woman and child,

would be treated as a friend.

But as I said, it's not for me

to make such a decision.

And even if I could, I bet,

they'd hold me in derision.

So let them laugh, let them hurt

and maim and kill each other.

What do I care? I'm not involved

in the killing of a brother.

I doubt the world is listening

but I'll say it just in case:

If that's the way it has to be,

I quit the human race.

The Sheltered Child

The over-protective parent will

produce the sheltered child,

whose boring rhythmic heartbeat still

will not let him run wild.

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