a companion to 30 in 30

[vampiredust]

Congrats Curt on finishing 30/30

some fine poetry there, mister

 

[TheRainMan]

congratualtions, Curt.

nice run, indeed.

 

[darkerdreamer]

a demon within me
locked away in a 1000 foot cage
built inch by inch through sorrow and pain
He seeks release from His prison

You make minimalists seem verbose, yet nothing is lacking.

 

[champagne1982]

I really need to say how much I've been feeding off your poetry everyone. Please keep me wanting more. It's wonderful.

 

[champagne1982]

To My Daughter, Should We Never Meet Again...

A fine sonnet, sir.

 

[4degrees]

yes, wow. 2d this is a really nice piece. i guess i'm 'wowing' because typically i'd not be moved by something of a less than fucked-up nature. but i really like this one. lovely, friend.

 

[darkerdreamer]

Thank you both, took me quite a view hours to finally hit the "Submit Reply" button on that one.

 

[annaswirls]

Patrick! This is gorgeous. It goes places, elevated places, the ending is like a shout from the mountain, the climb, every turn something new.

And of course, I have a few suggestions I can send them to you if you would like, or wait, as I know the 3030 poems are often not "done" and I do not want to jump in too early. Except with this:

Don't roll your eyes at me, I often ignore titles and the first time I did not see the Daisy as Daisy at all but as a young boy, and I liked it better like that wait I said don't roll your eyes at me! Perhaps I am too visual and once I see the daisy, I have a difficult time getting the boy back in my mind, do you think you could change the title? Bring the THIS IS A DAISY at the end, even though you know, down inside, you know it is both, but I just want to be able to suspend my disbelief a bit and I can't with the title saying it right up front, even though a dream, to be that concrete.

hmm it is a beautiful title.

I don't know what I am talking about.


I just want the boy to be the daisy and I think the title makes the daisy be the boy.

My Question of the Day

Can a metaphor be completely reciprocal?



Patrick. Listen to me. If you have gotten lost in my babbling, listen very close to me now:

You MUST go see Bridge to Teribithia.

This weekend.

Go.

God, in it, I saw the love I have always desired, never realized it before, but yes. Sigh. Kind of like Jo and Teddy.
Sigh.

The Dreams of a Blue Daisy


I know my girl will come as she always comes,
spilling over hills, grassgreen. Breeze
tilts my blue petals toward her path
like a baby doe’s head
listening for the sound of its mother.

How foolish I was to think I could let her
touch me and ever be the same. I feel
her absence mark me
helpless for the ambush of autumn.
Without her I am just another spot

on this field. Waiting is the hardest labor
of all—I bend, seek shelter
from the winds of dead October.
I long for her fingers, that sudden
snapping, the tender cut
of my thin throat. I was meant
for her hand, not for this wrinkling.
.
Inside me in the frost, there are windows
out of which I cannot see. But
when I sleep I see wondrous things—
I become someone.

She too has dreamt—of bouquets,
that behind her stands a castle,
that the throne is hers.

Walk into my dream,
I am the sapphire in her crown.

Remove your cap and kneel.
Bow your head.

Address us as queens.

 

[champagne1982]

a gutter bum, he drinks to forget
but an Irishman
he drinks to remember.

But what does an Irish colleen do?

I race to find my emerald
panties, a banshee
wailer in the night.

The Ard Righ calls me nigh
onto the lap of Eire
upended o'er those bony

knees. Is ta wonder of what
I scream as he furrows
through those emerald hills

an' heat them red as embers
glowing on the hearth? "Èirinn
gu bràth," he cries. I can naught

but concur that indeed this high
seat shall burn with fervour 'n faith
tattooed with Ireland, forever!

 

[Tathagata]

But what does an Irish colleen do?

I race to find my emerald
panties, a banshee
wailer in the night.

The Ard Righ calls me nigh
onto the lap of Eire
upended o'er those bony

knees. Is ta wonder of what
I scream as he furrows
through those emerald hills

an' heat them red as embers
glowing on the hearth? "Èirinn
gu bràth," he cries. I can naught

but concur that indeed this high
seat shall burn with fervour 'n faith
tattooed with Ireland, forever!

Thats a beautful thing

 

[champagne1982]

Thats a beautful thing

So, you like green pannies?

 

[champagne1982]

...
and weep for the music I'll never hear -
the music of silence.

This must be a difficult thing for you to bear. I only wish I could grant you a moment without the whisper of noise. I would, you know? If it were in my power.

 

[TheRainMan]

Patrick! This is gorgeous. It goes places, elevated places, the ending is like a shout from the mountain, the climb, every turn something new.

And of course, I have a few suggestions I can send them to you if you would like, or wait, as I know the 3030 poems are often not "done" and I do not want to jump in too early. Except with this:

Don't roll your eyes at me, I often ignore titles and the first time I did not see the Daisy as Daisy at all but as a young boy, and I liked it better like that wait I said don't roll your eyes at me! Perhaps I am too visual and once I see the daisy, I have a difficult time getting the boy back in my mind, do you think you could change the title? Bring the THIS IS A DAISY at the end, even though you know, down inside, you know it is both, but I just want to be able to suspend my disbelief a bit and I can't with the title saying it right up front, even though a dream, to be that concrete.

hmm it is a beautiful title.

I don't know what I am talking about.


I just want the boy to be the daisy and I think the title makes the daisy be the boy.

My Question of the Day

Can a metaphor be completely reciprocal?



Patrick. Listen to me. If you have gotten lost in my babbling, listen very close to me now:

You MUST go see Bridge to Teribithia.

This weekend.

Go.

God, in it, I saw the love I have always desired, never realized it before, but yes. Sigh. Kind of like Jo and Teddy.
Sigh.

thanks, partner. of course i want your suggestions, anytime, anywhere.

PM or email me with any thoughts you have. i see what you're getting at up top. you DO know what you're talking about.

i've never considered the reciprocality of a metaphor . . . that requires a lot of thinking. and quite soon i am not going to be in prime condition to do any, considering what day it is.

i remember that book, read it a long time ago. guess i'll have to take in the movie, for sure.

 

[Tathagata]

So, you like green pannies?

and red glowin' hills too

 

[wildsweetone]

This must be a difficult thing for you to bear. I only wish I could grant you a moment without the whisper of noise. I would, you know? If it were in my power.

 

[TheRainMan]

30 . . . Slanted

good run, poet.

 

[champagne1982]

Congratulations, Chris! You seem to write many more poems while participating in the 30/30, more like 90/30. I enjoyed reading them all.

 

[4degrees]

WTG, christian...yeah i agree with the 90/30 thing. i am amazed everyday that you consistantly find some sort of fuel for your poetry. damn i hope i get somma dat in not too long. looks like unless i'm doing 30/30 and have some little reason to 'be accountable', the best anyone'll get from me is 2/30. which i'm sure some would actually prefer..haha.

good job.

 

[Tzara]

Congrats, Christian. Excellent run, as usual.

And I'm only a little jealous over the 90/30 thingie.

 

[wildsweetone]

congratulations chris! wonderful run with awesome poems. thank you for sharing them. (and thank you for the companionship )

 

[champagne1982]

congratulations chris! wonderful run with awesome poems. thank you for sharing them. (and thank you for the companionship )

Look who's talking, Kiwi lady. You are so deserving of congratulations, too! 30 wonderful gifts, thankyou.

 

[Tzara]

Congratulations on your run as well, Ms. Kiwi. Well done.

 

[vampiredust]

Congrats Karen

 

[4degrees]

yes yes, good going WSO. you let me know when you're ready to go again-your poems really kept me at it. thanks for the company.

 

[AChild]

Wildsweetone is fuckin' beautiful man, every time.