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[christine3377]

"when i was four years old, they tried to test my IQ; they showed me this picture of three oranges and a pear. they asked me which one is different and does not belong - they taught me that different was wrong."
- ani difranco.

sometimes,other people's words brings out the best emotions. quoted by ani difranco. be creative, write whatever comes to mind after reading this.

 

[eagleyez]

"when i was four years old, they tried to test my IQ; they showed me this picture of three oranges and a pear. they asked me which one is different and does not belong - they taught me that different was wrong."
- ani difranco.

sometimes,other people's words brings out the best emotions. quoted by ani difranco. be creative, write whatever comes to mind after reading this.

ani is pretty damn amazing

i had dealings with her record label in the past-

refreshing compared to the suits at the biggees.

girrl power-dig that.

 

[Angeline]

Dear Boy's Mommy,

Your son
does not understand
horses cannot be purple
unicorns are not really real
I have also explained
to your child
that if his crayon marks
are outside the lines
the picture is sloppy
and therefore wrong
now his thinking skills
may proceed
in a linear unvarying fashion
which will prepare him
for a productive adulthood
and good citizenship.

Sincerely,
Nursery School Director

*****

Dear Nursery School Director,

Screw you
and the drab unimaginative
not a unicorn horse
you rode in on
I hope the next 43 million
children who pass
through these narrow halls
not only color outside the lines
but also onto the walls
and even all over you
until your institutional mask
cracks and you remember
how it feels to really laugh
and not unlike a rainbow
come in colors everywhere
and be a better person
for it.

More Sincerely Than You,
Boy's Mommy

*****

Dear Son,

Come with me. We'll
get some paint. Mom
has a hankering to
paint polka dot unicorns
on the living room wall.
We'll probably have to
ignore the lines so we
can tickle them which they
love and when we're
done we'll open the back
door and let them gallop
off to join the other horses
of another color and we'll
have milk and cookies
which we'll eat the wrong
way.

Love,
Mom

 

[Linbido]

Angeline, damn you. You're making me all blubby over here. I hope I can be that kind of mother.

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I just submitted this, I think it woks for this thread too.


Holy smoke,
she walked on by.
Oh, heaven help us,
God forbid!

And heaven help
her heathen mind,
so lost from grace,
so filled with
every heathen way
we wish
we'd sin

Jesus Christ,
she said the words.
Oh, heaven help us,
save our souls!

And heaven help
and save her
from the diligent
debauchery
of what she think
is her own goals.

She raise her voice
that should be meek.
She challenge when
she should be weak.

Who is this girl?

Who is this tramp,
that walks on by,
that dares to speak?

Ungodly unpredictable,
so thoughtless,
so respectless,
hopeless, shameless,
irresistable...

She's stirring muddy waters,
digging deep into our comfort,
digging holes into our secret
little chambers tucked away
behind the beating of our blood
and under guilt and shame and
muddy padded comfort zones.

So heaven help us,
will we fall?
Will she be the end of Old,
the end of Safe,
the dawn of New?

Heaven help me,
but I'm ready.

How ready are you?

 

[Angeline]

Angeline, damn you. You're making me all blubby over here. I hope I can be that kind of mother.

Well, girlfriend if your poem is any indication I think so.

I wrote this a while back, but what the heck.



Mrs. Noznitsky,
damn you were a mean bitch,
glaring and staring at me down
your long skinny nose,
you angry squat evil-eyed witch.

How come you only liked
the boys?
You were great to Tom Weiss.
Oh yeah Mrs. N,
him you treated nice.

But me and Kathy Meisner
might well have been ice
melting under the flame
of the scuttling rodenty whirr
you made tapping by us
your eyes full of blame.

For what?

I thought I didn't like math,
and wasn't sure what to do.
I went to college, you vole,
I did damn great in math--

turns out Mrs. Noznitsky,
the problem was you.

And fyi--

Tom Weiss called you
lemon twist nose,
but you never knew.

 

[perks]

I was also tested, they tried to keep me back because I didn't draw buttons on a man's shirt. Then I told them he was wearing a sweater.

 

[The_Fool]

I'm just a fool that wants to pound square pegs into round holes to be destructive (of paradigms). No I don't want to break paradigms. I want to break the word "paradigms." Don't tell me I need to think outside of the box. Close that fucker up, tape it shut and ship it. I really get tired of business casual when all I want is them to quit giving me the business and be a little more casual. MBO is not Management by Objectives, it's management by objection. Every time I make a decision, you object. Why can't KISS be a Kiss, I am not fucking stupid and almost never is it simple, so you can KISS my ass. How much incentive is Incentive Compensation when I know that I can never get it. Dangle that carrot a little closer and see if I don't shove it up your ass. Nevermind, you would like that you anal bastard. As for that stick, you try to beat my ass and you find yourself hurting.

Time for a scotch, a cigar and a little jazz. Hey DM, you ready?

Fool on a rampage

 

[HomerPindar]

I was wondering if I would start a new thread to share this...but deconstructing lines is something I'm fond of doing in poetry so:

To The Tomb Whose Name Is Writ In Water
I sleep 10,000 years each night I close my eyes
si in' God s wo'n again st u'es
dream in' sto nes t emp les
I bring to ever y I
yet a no ther
desire too
awake

I know some don't like it when I add explanitory notes (careful here Rybka ) but I want to point out that the two words are in italian. "Si" you all should know as "yes". "Sto" on the other hand is from Stare; to feel OR to stay. Hence, "sto" is I feel OR I stay.

HomerPindar

 

[WickedEve]

Write whatever comes to mind?


three oranges and a pear
for a fruit bowl
in the center of your table

three oranges placed
in a three fruit bowl
add a pear
push it deep
down in the center

one orange over
tumbles over
it's all over

odd fruit doesn't fit in

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Okay, fruit came to mind. I feel for the odd orange, therefore, it will be first in my fruit salad.