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6111. arkymalarky - 12/4/2014 7:05:12 PM

I love that poem. I remember it.

6112. NuPlanetOne - 4/6/2015 3:44:03 AM

I'll never learn....

En Passant

That was gonna make the difference
And I was gonna show you how
I was gonna make it up to you. Wow!
Where’d that come from. I never
Dreamed that could happen. Now
It is all completely different. It isn’t
About the same thing. Ha! What in
The fuck was I thinking? You never
Showed me this. I don’t care. Doesn’t
Matter. It’s just interesting. Fascinating,
Really. How you managed to do something
Surprising. But major! Totally unexpected
Totally disconnected from me. From
My idea of things. My idea of things?
And what the fuck was that! I didn’t
Even give you a serious place in any things
You were a pawn I moved to set up a move
I had no fear to move two squares ahead
You could be sacked. Or stacked up
Amidst, I don’t know, against, I don’t know!
Whatever. I could just tip the board and start
A new game. But Jesus! How could you afford
I mean, sack me? I taught you how to play
I taught you what to say. How could you want
It all? It’s true, people do grow and change
But you went right on being the same. I know,
I mean, I knew, you were smart, but in my heart
I pretended otherwise. I was just gonna tell you
Make it all right. I was always gonna tell you
It would've made the difference. It might
Have been different. It is different! You moved
Coldly, quietly, right by me. En passant.

6113. judithathome - 4/6/2015 7:05:50 PM

Ooooohhh....I like this one so very much!

Because. I have been there...you sound exactly like my exe in that poem. And most likely....like a lot of exes.

Beautifully done, however. I admire you can craft heartbreak into something so...honest.

6114. RickNelson - 7/10/2015 1:54:26 PM

Looking for something:

I thought there would be a time,
when being alone would feel alright,
walk and sit around campus,
Looking.
Unaware of what I could seek out.
Watching people, who have something,
I think I could have, but wonder.

I went to see a friend carry a mock coffin,
dressed in black, he trudged, carrying his prop.
A statement of AIDS death and dehumanization.
He was like that, artistic and concerned,
thinking the depth of things....

That time, campus life and observations,
mean many different things.
The so called norm, isn't, and to guess,
Looking
at someone is futile, and in a way dehumanizing.
Let me drag it out, it takes time afterall.
Seeing nuance, the subtle divides of action,
event, reaction and meaning.
Time goes by and the nuances of life
evolve, somewhat,
especially artistically.

Consider who stated,
thoughts roll out on a page.
read, the message and the art.
Looking.

6115. arkymalarky - 7/10/2015 2:21:31 PM

So glad to see that here! I particularly like the last two lines.

6116. judithathome - 7/10/2015 6:47:03 PM

Very, very good, Rick! Love the flow....

6117. RickNelson - 7/11/2015 2:09:14 PM

Many, many years Communal:

An Ode, if perhaps we strode

alongside rondiaherlihy,

or rode the Stepp with uzmakk

to let the serenity of PamIAm

we meld, today's story to tell,

allowing me liberty, I ask, Judithathome

a capital J, fond and true!

It's hard to move past Pelle,

to dear Seamus' "Coppered Pebbles"

a genuine guileless connection

just as I, without guile, sought JamesWright.

The purity of NuPlanetOne

and the nuance of dear resonance

RyckNelson, an upstart wannabe,

never satisfied, still reflective, knows

theMote home so well.

Blaise, was my enigma, professional

and secure, web savy, written, needing

to grow, we all need praise, even Blaise.

AzureNW, dear AzureNW, empathy I gave,

I get it, I really do! Wished you the BEST!

Marshame, I caught the communal signal,

perhaps it's here today?

Jenerator, I hope you're secure, happy and

filled with joyful days.

An Ode to the past, and now it's here
,
We're not forgotten, your presence,

written or not, seen, or not-

Present.




Note: Good memories, it's fun to be around, looking over posts. Thanks!

6118. arkymalarky - 7/12/2015 4:25:25 AM

Awew. Fun old times!

6119. NuPlanetOne - 8/14/2015 5:15:08 AM

Rick, I wish Maria could have been around to read 'Looking for Something.' Actually cigarlaw as well, and everyone you mentioned in 'Many, many years, Communal.' (A style that I love. RickNelson, nailing humor and rhyme!! Where is Seamus? Lol.) Anyway, with a poem like 'Looking for Something' I totally get you. Even Mr. Wright, though somewhat a well meaning pedagogue whose placing things on appropriate shelves and classical approach, even he would have to say that one is first rate! I hope everyone else gets it! Some people just don't get things. Lol. (It's why I love webby, she always gets even my most obtuse offerings. With critique, of course) I'm Glad I checked in.

6120. NuPlanetOne - 8/14/2015 5:16:40 AM

Obtuse it is.....

Cliché Trees

I must agree, that our beginnings
And endings appear to be unique
That our collection of cells, smells
Sights and sounds, recollection
In a conscious way, the ability to say
To wonder, to try to explain, to pray
These things, and our blind empathy
With a universe, perhaps wholly alien
Yet made of the same stuff, it brings
Me to clichéd conclusions, full of fluff
The usual suspected illusions, the grand
And expected delusions, repackaged
Algorithmic denials, the false hopes
Or eureka pained smiles, all symphonized
By digitally perpetuating files. What
Else to call the universe, but our own?
I swat a bug because it annoys me. I hug
The icon so that nothing destroys me. I chug
Along like a car in the train and I refrain
From circumspection, that upon intense
Inspection, these things, are, one definable
Continuum. And so I morph into oblivion
Into the obvious, like ant or bee analogies
Clichés hung on trees, all alive in a hive
In a line with a purpose and a point. Yes,
Having a point is our purpose. It ought never
Be proved that life is meaningless, we are alive
And death is beside the point.

6121. NuPlanetOne - 9/18/2015 6:09:08 AM

bye daddy

lately it sucks
i cant remember
little shit, things
i want to google
then i forgot
the baby's name
grandpa i'm not bo bo
im joshua, remember
bo bo is uncle bobby
i drove to work
where i worked 25 years
ago. its not funny
anymore. my daughter
doesnt joke. she looks
at me like a job
sometimes i pretend
im not back so i can
watch her and see
how bad i'm getting.
got lost in the basement
for a long time
but i found some pictures
of before. then the baby
showed up and brought
me upstairs for
some cherios.

6122. NuPlanetOne - 9/18/2015 6:33:08 AM

BTW Rick, Happy B-Day. I'm only a few days late. Lol.

6123. arkymalarky - 9/18/2015 2:19:36 PM

I hope that isn't about you npo. It's a hard way to live for everyone involved and no way around it.

6124. judithathome - 9/18/2015 9:30:55 PM

Lately, NPO's sentiments are one and the same with mine....aging sucks and even when I hear the alternative is worse, I'm not so fucking sure...........

6125. arkymalarky - 9/19/2015 3:39:32 PM

At a certain point you start to hear more often that there are worse things than death. Since a friend said it about a relative of hers in discussing Stan's dad's cancer twelve years ago I've heard it more and more. Shocking and sudden and heartbreaking as it was, there have been more than a few comments on how lucky it was his brother went like he did, despite his young age.

6126. judithathome - 9/19/2015 8:19:55 PM

I have always thought that my parents were lucky they went so quickly: my dad in an older man's DREAM...two years after my mom and at dinner with a younger woman...and with an engagement ring for her in his pocket.

My mom died suddenly 3 days after hip surgery of a blood clot...she had her first physical therapy appointment scheduled for later that afternoon...

No painful, difficult lingering illnesses and no "dread" of death BECAUSE in each case, they were forward-looking to and at the very end.

6127. arkymalarky - 9/19/2015 9:17:53 PM

My parents just drove off from our House a few minutes ago. They're really beginning to worry about that, and although they're trying to plan for it, I don't know really how you can. They say they're ready to go, but they're not ready to have a prolonged end.

6128. judithathome - 9/19/2015 10:10:17 PM

Hey...I'm your parents age (or younger!)...I think. I have SUCH a jaded attitude toward "the end"...bring it on!

I have no desire whatsoever to linger...and trust me, I will not.

6129. judithathome - 9/19/2015 10:11:39 PM

or younger....much!

6130. arkymalarky - 9/19/2015 10:26:38 PM

Yeah. My dad's 84 and my mother 79.

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