Naked branches
scrawling their
way to the stars
and heaving
sighs of
relief
Naked branches
scrawling their
way to the stars
and heaving
sighs of
relief
Our task must be to free ourselves by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature and its beauty
~Albert Einstein
For Aunty:
Aunty-Mischievous
Fixing me up
With Mail-Order bride!
I sent my Soul through the Invisible,
Some letter of that After-life to spell:
And by and by my Soul return'd to me,
And answer'd "I Myself am Heav'n and Hell :"
Blog: Rubaiyats of Lote-Tree and Poetry and Tales
Strung out and sprawling on couches and chairs
bathed by strings of fuzzy lights
a small radio sits among the debris
the music smoothes everything together
the scent in the room is familiar
and responsible for it all
Never gave a damn about the meter man, until I was the one who had to read the meters, man - Thurston Moore
Eternal Love"Modern Love"
I am broken.
Fix me.
I am dying
Save Me!
I sent my Soul through the Invisible,
Some letter of that After-life to spell:
And by and by my Soul return'd to me,
And answer'd "I Myself am Heav'n and Hell :"
Blog: Rubaiyats of Lote-Tree and Poetry and Tales
Little poem.
Pale.
Underfed.
Wait
and we will try
to find the food you like.
Oh yes! I do remember Kenneth Koch and I remember that funny, funny parody NOW, but I wasn't thinking of it when I wrote my tiny parody. Kenneth Koch's is so much better, of course.
Is the Florence poem yours. It's FABULOUS! And wonderfully tiny!
Replies #47-50 Wow. Wow. Wow. Wow. All fun to read!
Kiz Paws -- your metaphor is Updikean. (Is that a word?)
Lote-Tree, I am mischievous, never anti-mischievous. (That would be Aunt Polly in the Adventures of Tom Sawyer. Or the civilizin' Aunt Sally in The Adventures of Huck Finn. I keep getting those old biddies confused.)
Sec of Defense- I know you're not Rummy. Rumsfeld with his tangled syntax could never write a poem this good.
You've got a love any line that has the word "debris" in it.
And the little poem about the malnourished poem-- fine
use of personification.
I'm so glad I logged on to this network. These were all delightful. Seriously!
Your Auntie
Florence has gone
blond
she's gone
Florence was the good doctor's wife, wasn't she?
Elsie, the gal in the poem, "For Elsie," worked for the family.
more about the Koch parody: all from WCM's tiny poem about the plums in the ice box. Jack Paar, the late (in more ways than one) night talk show host, had a similar experience. He thought the dish in his wife's refrigerator was apricots. But they were egg yolks. I kid you not.
I sent my Soul through the Invisible,
Some letter of that After-life to spell:
And by and by my Soul return'd to me,
And answer'd "I Myself am Heav'n and Hell :"
Blog: Rubaiyats of Lote-Tree and Poetry and Tales
I am tired
My body weeps last drops of strength
and darkness comes
i lie down, close my eyes, and wait for dawn.
"Come away O human child!To the waters of the wild, With a faery hand in hand, For the worlds more full of weeping than you can understand."
W.B.Yeats
"If it looks like a Dwarf and smells like a Dwarf, then it's probably a Dwarf (or a latrine wearing dungarees)"
Artemins Fowl and the Lost Colony by Eoin Colfer
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Ambergris,
on the sea,
the way tongues
carry myths
of what moves
in shadows.
Our task must be to free ourselves by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature and its beauty
~Albert Einstein
Sleep!!
Get back here right now
and clean up this mess!!
I'm in love with The Vinegar Man and Mr. Tanner, but be careful, it could just as easily be you.
"If you're going to write you better have somewhere to come from." Flannery O'Connor
My voice is for you
For you only but if
Someone else hears
It’s ok I don’t mind
That everyone knows
My heart is yours
And was from that
First magical kiss
Avatar by Pendragon
"All we are saying is give PEACE a chance." Beatles[/SIZE]
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[QUOTE=kiz_paws;432353]Thanks, what a compliment indeed
Yes, this is definitely a good thread, kudos to whoever started it!
Guess who?
I like the last four lines of this. Re: ambergris. It's whale vomit,usually found washed up on beaches, but you are
right in that it floats on the sea. Perhaps you could write a second poem on the paradoxical nature of the foul-smelling stuff, which is an essential ingredient of perfume.
If I toot
my own horn
can I play
in your band?
Our task must be to free ourselves by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature and its beauty
~Albert Einstein