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Reunion is gorgeously honest and I would say, brilliant.
Hell, I am going to try this again, if I can get my poor little poet motor running.
Lady, I'd recommend that you find someone you really trust, call them with a poem every day and have them post it.
After all, I doubt that there are rules about who actually touches the keys...
Snood
Oh, ya. I agree on the heat level of Sassy's panty sniffing poem.Damn Sass - this is disgusting - now I want a pair of your dirty damn drawers! LOL
Hot poem as usual girl - you never break stride - you just change lanes!
Damn Sass - this is disgusting - now I want a pair of your dirty damn drawers! LOL
Hot poem as usual girl - you never break stride - you just change lanes!
Oh, ya. I agree on the heat level of Sassy's panty sniffing poem.
Where's my bucket of ice tea?
cigar bar jazz
ribbons around pint glasses
and lifts brows in the gentle ascent
of a One Note Samba
until we are all of us dancing
with the open air, with night
wearing our best selves
from coat hanger shoulders
even the clouds are high
above this scuffed sky
in which our faces float
and I begin to believe
you don't have to look down
to know where your feet are
Sassy, I love you! Can't help but love somebody who can write:
"You taste like poetry, I have yet to scribe
When next, I write beautiful
I want to write you"
That is the most beautiful prose I've seen you write. Deep bows.
SassyNYC said:"Navigating these dark corridors, is hardly for the faint of heart."
Dearest T-zed, I enjoyed your poem about Percival and the legend surrounding his grail search. In fact, thinking about Wagnerian opera gave me some good memories of our family's jaunts around Germany... in particular Ludwig's blue grotto at Linderhof castle, where many of Wagner's operas were command performances.
What a life. So much time and artistry spent on such frivolity. Of course, other princes were building fortresses annnd cathedrals. Money spawns futile monuments I guess.
Hey, thanks Champie. I'm always a little nervy about using allusion (though I guess not that much, since I do it all the time), but I always hope people can get something from the poem even if they don't recognize the source. It always makes me happy, though, to have someone see through to what I was referring to, too.Dearest T-zed, I enjoyed your poem about Percival and the legend surrounding his grail search. In fact, thinking about Wagnerian opera gave me some good memories of our family's jaunts around Germany... in particular Ludwig's blue grotto at Linderhof castle, where many of Wagner's operas were command performances.
What a life. So much time and artistry spent on such frivolity. Of course, other princes were building fortresses annnd cathedrals. Money spawns futile monuments I guess.
I love you too.unpredictablebijou said:Oh yeah and the poem is gorgeous. But that's to be expected.
Isn't that a cool thing though? Damp and cold inside, and spooky dark. I could imagine the Valkyries swooping down from the heights, though and all those heaving bosoms of the court ladies in their scooped decolletage and gawdy hairstyles.That's an excellent line.
Good one for an STC challenge or something, maybe.
I'm a big fan of Mad Ludwig myself. Batshit crazy or no, you gotta have some admiration for someone that dedicated to his own aesthetic. And fat, hovering cherubs have always amused me. Can't have too many of them in the decor.
Oh yeah and the poem is gorgeous. But that's to be expected.
bj
Remec said:There will be no poem in any form,
or even unbounded by any norm,
A simple rhyme will have to do,
as I am struggling with the flu.