A Short Collection of Trashy Poems

Oh I love Google Earth. The broad concept right down to the precise location of where you wish to be Haunted. How wonderful! I fear I miss your poems on this thread and I am sorry if I do!

Thanks Mary, dreams are yet the best place to be.

Very perceptive, Jerry. I do like to mix things up.

Delta, so glad you discovered it finally, thanks for your lovely comment!

I'm going to try and copy this one day!

Oh! This just got better and better as we zoomed right in! I could practically see the pair of jeans that you had carelessly let fall to the floor before you got into bed!

LOL Delta, I"ll trade for one of yours

Thanks Prince :)

Haunted - you know already how much I loved this one of yours. A masterpiece.

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I really enjoyed Car Talk which, though light and jaunty, has bite. Google Earth too is a sound poem but I'm not crazy about the little grave markers between the strophes :D

Live and be well. H

Hill, I'm so relieved, I was afraid you might change your mind. Thanks again!

Hawk, so glad you liked Car Talk. I left out the catalytic converter...I'll save it for Car Talk the Sequel. Grave markers? I kinda like that, LOL. Thanks so much for your comments :)

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Originally Posted by Haunted

Love Story



let’s do something
different today

let’s take a trip
to September of 1948

let’s dress up
as a Hollywood couple

let’s do a stunt
and scale the steepest cliff

let’s pose for the camera
and kiss like there’s no tomorrow

let’s write our own script
of seduction, love, lust and betrayal

let’s rehearse our lines
for the riveting, tear jerking last scene

let’s give me your best acting
pretend you love me more than you love her

let’s make a pact
that you will not hold me back on my way down

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Thanks to JerryBaldly I went back and looked for this, which I had missed before. The seeming spontaneity of it, the sense that every breath in it comes from a living, feeling soul is very, very moving, but

I must say I want to, I do, resist the despondency of that last line. True, I was somewhat prepared for it by

let’s give me your best acting
pretend you love me more than you love her

but it came more harshly than - in my naivete? - I was prepared for. Nevertheless, it all hangs together so well!

Prince, by harsh you mean the glorifying of suffering / an effed-up ending? I take it as a compliment. ;)

oh, it also sounds like I got myself an official promoter of this poem, right Jerry? :D

oh I adore the story concept of Love Story! you executed this particularly well as I was lulled into the facade of real romance only to find otherwise.

Thanks Delta for the comment, you made my night!

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Originally Posted by Haunted

Prince, by harsh you mean the glorifying of suffering / an effed-up ending? I take it as a compliment. ;)

oh, it also sounds like I got myself an official promoter of this poem, right Jerry? :D

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I didn't feel that you were glorifying suffering but that the ending reflected a harsher or more despondent view of the situation than the poem had prepared me for. We had just that one revelation of what the pretending might be intended to cover up - her lover prefers someone other than her - and splat!

Word on the street is that Jerry is not only gaga for this poem but that he's a fan of your others as well.

Love "Google Earth," Haunted. You're very good at a seemingly breezy style, then you end with a kicker, either shocking or sweet.

I am so glad your poem was "quoted" cuz I was not here when it was written and Haunted...it is a stunner! Not so much in the ending, as it seems to me romances especially those of that era always had a tragic ending.

The year 1948 was a leap year and it just so happened that on 29 September 1948 Laurence Olivier's Hamlet opened in the United States.

Yes you are Haunted in an extraordinary way!

Kittypaws