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5669. Macnas - 4/25/2006 8:40:46 AM There was never a doubt.
I can never plumb so deep, don't have enough soul. 5670. Seamus - 4/25/2006 4:29:26 PM I can never plumb so deep, don't have enough soul.
Of course,
...
Boots untied, a cigarette,
Thinking, smoking, dreaming.
hot tea in a china mug
bitter black and steaming.
hands on my thighs, chair tilted back,
balancing, rocking, leaning.
Shadows leaking in the window
...
puts the lie to that. Just sayin. 5671. Seamus - 4/25/2006 4:32:21 PM As gracious and flattering as Nu and Mac have been with praise, I am still unsatisfied with View, so I've been a-tinkering. I've scratched a few itches I had about it; I hope it doesn't drop off too much in your esteem, gentlemen:
View from the other side
Through neon I see
the brook-rounded moon
flecked with marble
and speckled sun crossing
the meridian of a shadowed iris where
the world is right
side down
or am I no
one is so light
or I am no
one is as heavy as
the shadow moon tries
to stand up the sun
crosses O over O
the highest
hard gaze
See I am only
this world
is not
one of us
must fall
off the other
Seamus 5672. Macnas - 4/25/2006 4:37:59 PM That reminds me of some things, some Beckett, some Clarke too, as gailge of course. 5673. Macnas - 4/25/2006 4:40:34 PM And you're very kind Seamus, but I don't poem, I rythme mostly, suits me better. 5674. Seamus - 5/2/2006 1:55:13 AM significantly reworked (over 8 years, a veritable pup, by Seamus standards):
At a wheatfield edge
Sky steps into cornflower--
and the sun glides on tapes
of sapped browns and blues, in traces
of day at sky water edges.
Umbered wheat leans before
breezes of green, breezes
of yellow. See how she reads
like a child, absorbed and quiet,
in such a chaos of crows
as this. She pushes hair
from her face again, unaware
of these ribbons of wheat and wind
that I keep writhing around her.
She harvests words as the day
gathers her. Then rejoined
in the open book, all hues
unite on her face in a fusion
of sun, full field and linen-like
pages so white that I,
trapped in a school of black birds
leaping upwind, here in
this shadowed inside, must choose
to look away now, or be blind,
for yet another day.
Seamus 5675. NuPlanetOne - 5/4/2006 3:38:43 AM
Seamus….I’m not sure I recall an earlier example of that one. But, I get a quick vision of a lass enraptured, actually many versions of her. It transports immediately to pastoral, you have a talent at capturing that type of essence. I was in it all the way. Lovely poem.
…and I don’t think ‘View from the other side’ was hurt at all by the change. You tightened it up is all. Exceptional in both cases.
5676. webfeet - 5/5/2006 5:33:59 AM well, all the real talent is over here. 5677. RickNelson - 5/6/2006 1:55:21 PM I'll second NuPlanetOne. Seamus, the writh of wind playing the unrequited fingers speak loud and longingly. There is the sensuality of sun rays, uniting the melody of sky, earth and water to be the winds empathic sililoquy.
It moves me. 5678. Seamus - 5/9/2006 8:27:05 PM Also significantly reworked:
(fwiw MASP, an acronym pronounced "MAS-pee", is an art museum in São Paulo. It is significant if the reader wishes it to be and only then.)
Love in front of the MASP, São Paulo
Just after some white Peugeot plinks
the motorbike, the policeman realises it.
Before the two stick figures have flown
their ritual arcs from bike
to pavement, it hits him—
how she held him this morning.
The man,
in front,
sails over the handles—headfirst
into the storm grate.
The woman,
behind him,
settles like a hard sigh
to the street.
The policeman's partner observes
Branco inoperante
The European is dead From the shade of the museum,
the two policemen have been watching
the motorbike weave inside
the congealing of cars
that is Avenida Paulista.
Sim
Yes
he agrees.
They watch as the woman writhes,
splayed in the blood wash along the curb.
Contrato de seguro?
Insured, you think? Provavelmente não, porque
Probably no, because
"Call off, today".
She kneels on the bed,
holding him there from behind
where he sits on the edge
and ties his shoes.
a única necessidade de amantes de coisa é um a outro
the only thing lovers need is each other
"Stay with me".
He begins to pull away.
"What do we use then for money?"
And before she can kiss his neck again,
he stands and walks out.
É tolo que precisa de seguro
It is a fool who needs insurance
he adds to himself.
Seamus5679. Ulgine Barrows - 5/13/2006 5:17:22 AM no shit
errr,no doubt
5676. webfeet - 5/5/2006 5:33:59 AM
well, all the real talent is over here. 5680. Ulgine Barrows - 5/13/2006 5:33:12 AM meh, that didn't translate well.
luv ya, luv yer words, hey there 5681. Ulgine Barrows - 5/13/2006 5:51:04 AM 5556. Ulgine Barrows - 12/29/2005 8:59:11 AM
Good lord, I've posted a lot of nonsense in this thread. 5682. Ulgine Barrows - 5/13/2006 5:55:01 AM AC/DC is up next 5683. Ulgine Barrows - 5/13/2006 5:58:17 AM Women to the left of me
And women to the right 5684. Ulgine Barrows - 5/13/2006 6:02:36 AM But the walls were shaking,
The earth was quaking,
My mind was aching,
And we were making it and you... 5685. Ulgine Barrows - 5/13/2006 6:06:00 AM Ridin' down the highway
Goin' to a show
Stop in all the by-ways
Playin' rock 'n' roll
Gettin' robbed
Gettin' stoned
Gettin' beat up
Broken boned
Gettin' had
Gettin' took
I tell you folks
It's harder than it looks
It's a long way to the top
If you wanna rock 'n' roll
It's a long way to the top
If you wanna rock 'n' roll 5686. Ulgine Barrows - 5/13/2006 6:09:29 AM So lock up your daughter
Lock up your wife
Lock up your back door
And run for your life
The man is back in town
Don't you mess me 'round 5687. Ulgine Barrows - 5/13/2006 6:11:38 AM Big Balls - ACDC
I'm upper, upper class high society
God's gift to ballroom notoriety
And I always fill my ballroom
The event is never small
All the social papers say I've got the biggest balls of all
CHORUS
I've got big balls
I've got big balls
And they're such big balls
Dirty big balls
And he's got big balls,
And she's got big balls,
But we've got the biggest balls of them all!
And my balls are always bouncing
My ballroom always full
And everybody comes and comes again
If your name is on the guest list
No one can take you higher
Everybody says I've got great balls of fire!
CHORUS
Some balls are held for charity
And some for fancy dress
But when they're held for pleasure,
They're the balls that I like best.
And my balls are always bouncing,
To the left and to the right.
It's my belief that my big balls should be held every night.
CHORUS
And I'm just itching to tell you about them
Oh, we have such wonderful fun
Seafood cocktail
Crabs
Crayfish
...too bad we can't edit! 5688. Ulgine Barrows - 5/13/2006 6:14:15 AM She was a fast machine,
She kept her motor clean,
She was the best damn woman that I ever seen,
She had a-sightless eyes,
Telling me no lie,
Knockin' me out with those American thighs,
Taking more than her share,
Had me fighting for air,
She told me to come, but I was already there,
'Cos the walls start shaking,
The earth was quaking,
My mind was achin',
And we were makin' it and you...
Shook me all night long,
Yeah you, shook me all night long.
Running double time on that seduction line,
She's one of a kind,
She's just mine all mine,
Well her claws,
Are just another cause,
Made a meal out of me, and come back for more,
Tried to cool me down,
To take another round,
Well I'm back in the ring to take another swing,
But the walls were shaking,
The earth was quaking,
My mind was aching,
And we were making it and you...
Shook me all night long,
Yeah you, shook me all night long,
Knocked me out, I said you
Shook me all night long,
Had me shaking and you,
Shook me all night long,
Had me shaking,
Well you shook me...
(solo)
You really shook me and YOU!
Shook me all night long,
Aaaaahaaaahaaaah You...
Shook me all night long,
Yeah yeah you,
Shook me all night long,
You really got me and you,
Shook me all night long,
Yeah you shook me,
Yeah you shook me,
All night long.
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