Melancholia by Charles Bukowski

Music: Ariana by Tony Anderson
Speaker: Tom O' Bedlam (SpokenVerse)

Full poem:
the history of melancholia
includes all of us.
me, I writhe in dirty sheets
while staring at blue walls
and nothing.
I have gotten so used to melancholia
that
I greet it like an old
friend.
I will now do 15 minutes of grieving
for the lost redhead,
I tell the gods.
I do it and feel quite bad
quite sad,
then I rise
CLEANSED
even though nothing
is solved.
that's what I get for kicking
religion in the ass.
I should have kicked the redhead
in the ass
where her brains and her bread and
butter are
at ...
but, no, I've felt sad
about everything:
the lost redhead was just another
smash in a lifelong
loss ...
I listen to drums on the radio now
and grin.
there is something wrong with me
besides
melancholia.

#Bukowski #CharlesBukowski

[josteinlobos]

It makes me so sad because he truly loved that red head there’s so many poems about her

[rocbronson]

Charles Bukowski existence was needed in every era! Couple his words with the voice of O'Bedlam, you have intoxicating art! This is one of the greatest thing I've ever heard. 🙌🏾

[jonathanzuniga]

I loved my redhead as well. Gone is she now, to a former lover. Well, current lover better said. I thought we were writing a book together, but I was just a bookmark.

[creativitylive]

Poetry can love, hate, heal and destroy, hurt and rejoice and always does it beautifully

[MissMcGuire]

Your focusing on loss is perfect proof that it is not really loss that brings you grief but that you are nurturing a sense of nostalgia. And that is very poetic of you, in and of itself.

[brucewayne]

since I was little, I dream of a redhead woman, and since I was a kid I always feel sad and melancholia. like a weight in my chest. always there.
I had this redhead woman in my life, it was like christine hendrics but smaller and with green eyes, the most beutifull girl I ever seen. but with so much troubles in mind, suicidal, depression, pills, and other stuff.
it was my goddess, my queen, in general. I try to help but she just gone, throw me away . she is alive but not with me.
and again, alone again, in the same room, but now with the memories, the bittersweet memories. of the lost readhead, and laugh at this, bukowski was another companion in my life, is like is redacting my toughts again and again.

[Poetofsound]

Thanks Tom your voice is made for poetry and for the stars of old-time poets.

[paulamitchell]

IDK why I love Mr. Bukowski poems maybe it’s that shot of peppermint oil or wasba paste that opens my senses… hahahaha… I feel; it’s the universalness of ppl he is referring to…”there is something wrong with me”… bc stars can fall from dark skies!🎉
An excellent poet…

[MGMG-lcfe]

Oh Charles your words are comfort and warmth...love from a melancholic ginger. ✨

[JoaoPedro-leib]

It's quite interesting how people get used to melancholic/depressive phases, it's a mix of feelings. Sometimes it feel that melancholia is indeed a friend, but not in a usual good relationship, it's the one that destroys your routine and habits and turns it into a frenzy spiral, yet you can't get away from this toxic dear friend.

[endoneswa]

This is David Attenboroughs voice at 1 in the morning.

[ahmadkhan]

I find it funny how meloncholy has also had my back. Its the one thing I can count on when everything seems out of reach

[christopherramos]

The music is cheerfull while the poem is

[demonview]

It’s like this music was made for this poem - great job 👍

[MrFreenest]

"Me, i writhe in dirty sheets". This line reminds me of my friend's husband who is now bed-ridden with cancer. Happy he was when his son who works abroad sent him some cash to spend for his medical check-up. He squandered the hard-earned cash with his girlfriend instead. When the moment of truth finally arrived he was dumbstruck to learn that he has cancer in his prostate. I could just imagine how regretful he must have felt at being stupid.

[brandonvilovski]

Shall it be true ? is her a goddess or just another picture of too many, perhaps a goddess that we only hope for .

[emmakrumm]

I will do fiveteen minutes of grieving for the lost redhead.
I have been doing one minute of grieving, one per minute. For four months. My soul is bruised and bitten from it, and I so much try not to go back. I feel close to my redhead when I am in pain.

[shcxatter]

Melancholia is the feeling you get when you become inoxicated on your own view of the world. Next time remeber how freeing it is to be yourself.

[Cleo-tklx]

There is something wrong with me besides melancholia ‐ and it was so right. A lighthouse amidst sheep wielding axes, the lawnmowers of suburbia, keep your head down and follow the crowd

[Skanda]

If you aren't the purpose of someones life you are nothing but a pit-stop. And pit stops never last more than a few seconds.