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[My Erotic Trail]

New Poem Review

eleven new poems out this day!!!

I enjoyed reading this poem...The Lady’s Epitaph by sensualquills... a 'catchy' short read that soaks in while reading the other eight poems out today by this author.

have a quality week (~_~)

 

[twelveoone]

weaky round up

I think The Salesman sold some body an Erotic Dream Kitchen
I wonder if they have jobs that pay by the word?
too many words, too little new
Disclaimer :none needed
and because tath dared me:
since he brought it up Limitations suffers some from too many words, great opening line, and tathagumo is a good writer
Disclaimer: Do I need one?
since I am on a too much kick: sensualquills pay attention, a little goes a long way.
Today:
darkmaas come up from the hole he's in with Grace for eloi , but his cleverness escapes me.
Disclaimer: Don't know this person. None needed.
And a Fucking "E"
i fucking hate bowling, i hate seeing an "E" with so little fucking comments, and IF the clever rhymers would get off their clever rhyming asses and take a look at something well worth looking at...oh, well what's the fucking use?
It is fucking good!
Disclaimer: DA and I have had one barbed exchange, so he and i do not share a seat on some buddy fuck circle.

Remember the world ends in 2012, so have a quality rest of your time.

 

[Tzara]

There are thirteen new poems today.

Monday's diligent and careful reviewer, WSO, has been forced to retire, due to the demands of her new job. I don't think anyone has yet taken her place, not that anyone could. I am not volunteering for the job.

I do, though, want to say that someone (i.e., me) has read all of today's poems with at least the thought of commenting on them. There are the usual rhyming poems, the "you make me wet (or hard)" poems.

Yeah.

Anyway, WhiteWave48's offering, Sparks is the one thing I might suggest you look at. I'm not sure this poem works, but it is working towards something that the others I read today weren't—or at least didn't convince me they were. There is something in this one, but it needs serious sharpening of image and theme.

Simply my opine, of course.

My main rec would be to go read Grace for eloi by darkmaas from yesterday and try to tweeze out the H. G. Wells references from the Velvet Underground lyrics.

And, most especially, figure out if 1201 is correct in vaguely dissing this poem.

Food for thought, all. He didn't slam it.

I see two lyrics. Are there more? Does it matter?

It's a poem about something, for sure. Does it work?

I rather like it, while at the same time agreeing with our resident curmudgeon that it don't really work. What the hell does it say and who is best saying that?

Still. Better'n anything today, I think.

My opine, again, of course.

Piece.

 

[Angeline]

November 6

There are nine new poems today. In that small number there's something for everyone, from a well-constructed Cursory Rhyme to a clever song parody, Lazy, even this. Ahem.

But these are my favorites:

pipedream_ink has written quite a few War Diaries, prosey pieces that have a straightforward, almost terse, tone. He's up to War Diaries Day Twenty. He has enough for a short book at this point, which I can envision interspersed with photographs. I think it would be devastating. I suggest reading a group of them in order to get the full impact.

foehn2 has an interesting, quirky piece in Why Do I Love You?. I've read it four times and I keep thinking it should feel unconnected, but it doesn't. It works well. There's a lot of room for interpretation in this poem, but it's not vague. And I like the balance between the chatty tone and the odd non-sequitars like You thought I was only a crustacean.

sophieloves submitted her first poem here, written while falling asleep. It has some beautiful images (although you'd bring flocks of birds to my mouth conjures a scary Hitchcock-esque picture in my mind), a cohesive structure, and a tone that really conveys falling asleep after sex. Beautiful ending, too. I'd add more traditional capitalization and punctuation, but maybe that's just me. Submit more, sophie! I predict that if you continue to write as frequently as you have here, you'll be publishing in online poetry journals inside a year.

Read, vote, comment. Do the challenges, read the 30/30 thread, write with sudden passion. Be poetic.

 

[LeBroz]

Wednesday's Review

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Gone from early Fall, when last we met last week, to early Winter with leaves still on the trees and the ground covered in white. It's a result of one of those free Canada exports — cold air. Oh well ~ stay covered up.

There are again nine poems to consider today and only two seem to stand out in this group.


foehn2 goes a bit personal, it seems, in Those Who Wear My Name. Feels like a family of pain or at least one of pain for the writer, expressing himself and his true feelings in a place where no one in his family can see the depths of his feelings, which seems to add to the feelings of pain, separation, and isolation.


lobomao has a couple new posts for today but only dance for the evening caught my eye. He plays so well with words and phrases here, as witness this beginning:

could a noble night bring peace by peace
by lantern light make delicate flowers grow
blush bloom bright by fireside stroking embers

Take a look at these and the other seven pieces up today and see what you think. And if you enjoy what's there then by all means, vote & comment ~ it's the least you can do. Above all, comment ~ a fair exchange for the pleasure of reading free poetry.

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[WickedEve]

Damn! I forgot about Thursday again.

I'll be back soon -- kind of soon.




contented by clay4872 is interesting. Seems as though it's jotted down and not ready for the reader.
I rather like it for its cambric, primrose, and rosolio. Anyone know the translation for vostro incidere interno mio cuore sempre?


Also give Rumpleteazer's three lines of Burnt Effigy a read.


Edge of the Wetlands by jayce1066 has some good lines near the end.

And I guess that's about it.


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[sophieloves]

Damn! I forgot about Thursday again.

I'll be back soon -- kind of soon.




contented by clay4872 is interesting. Seems as though it's jotted down and not ready for the reader.
I rather like it for its cambric, primrose, and rosolio. Anyone know the translation for vostro incidere interno mio cuore sempre?


Also give Rumpleteazer's three lines of Burnt Effigy a read.


Edge of the Wetlands by jayce1066 has some good lines near the end.

And I guess that's about it.


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has Burnt Effigy been removed? the link takes me to the listings, i go to new poems, click Burnt effigy, i get taken back to listed poems.. i clicked the poet's name, went to thier profile, but can't find the poem listed there either

i'll go look at some more now.

 

[sophieloves]

ok, just went and read jayce's piece, Edge of the Wetlands

Red-winged blackbirds sing down the sun.

Dragonflies sketch intricate knots.

Wrapped
In the gentle evening. A moment
Frozen in amber.

i hope this is ok to do here: i pulled the lines that spoke to me most. some very nice visuals going on: now i know blackbirds come in various colours around the world, but i still like to imagine that the red wings on the ones in this piece is the red of the sunset reflecting off shiny black wings...
liked the tight image of the dragonflies, their flight-patterns, and the end of the poem is a pure soft sigh, except i'd question the use of the word 'frozen' - seems a little too sharp for what feels a warmer, softer ending...maybe 'caught' or 'stilled' or even 'preserved' might have worked better for me.

 

[WickedEve]

has Burnt Effigy been removed? the link takes me to the listings, i go to new poems, click Burnt effigy, i get taken back to listed poems.. i clicked the poet's name, went to thier profile, but can't find the poem listed there either

i'll go look at some more now.

Odd. It was there when I did the review. It's gone now. Hmm...

 

[lorencino]

Good Friday morning.

This thread is not solely the stage of the daily reviewers but is meant to be shared by the whole community circle. p for those who think they're outside of it).

Precisly what does this mean.

From someone who still struggles with establishing where he's allowed to post.

 

[WickedEve]

Precisly what does this mean.

From someone who still struggles with establishing where he's allowed to post.

Feel free to review/mention a new poem on this thread. You don't need to be one of the daily reviewers to voice your opinion.

 

[champagne1982]

It is with sadness I post today. This poet had so much wisdom to impart, I regret that I didn't pay more heed to his lessons while he was still able to answer my questions about them. Rybka, dear fish, you will be missed.

This poem I'm sharing has an almost prophetic feel to it, he seems to be offering us words of comfort and assurance in our mourning. We know his message is there to hear every time we read a Rybby piece/peace.
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Fancies in Free Flight

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Free feral far flies
and look
.....without

a promise
.....and
find their nests

they look without
a friend
..to love

or hope to be
and you
......you

willing of me and dreaming of life
............to you
..I will sing out to look ahead.

They only look almost frail.

.I will not fight your ways
nor the fruits you place on paper
away from her days
and fragile wings

ends like that
.....always
I see in such eyes
and
I will be wrong
....all ways

but over there is the hard edge of me
and wings with offers
.....sunlight piercing
.......the old and I.

We have been to the wind with you and the pine.

Me and I have learned more of us than laughter
.true sun
to free me and unlock the whole truth

I and yet still me have wingtipped the snowdrifts
swirling sun shadows
.......................glints of warmth so freshly sown.

But one side girls
.....................on that
...............................never
................................will
.............................we ever
................................will
..................................ever we
.......................................be
........................................?

(Apologies to E.E.)
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I'll return with a review in a while.

 

[lorencino]

I'll return with a review in a while.

Maybe it's time to send out a search party?

 

[champagne1982]

Maybe it's time to send out a search party?

lol.. didn't I post it? I know I wrote a little thing linking your poem from yesterday's list. There were only a few to read and I think if folks can find something amidst the rhymers and the sub/Dom poetry to recommend to the forum, then I hope they do.

I know your piece, Regrets is a very moving narrative that strikes the core of our helplessness against such bitter odds as humanity.

My apologies for my mispost. I hope no one was inconvenienced by my omission.

 

[lorencino]

My apologies for my mispost. I hope no one was inconvenienced by my omission.

Every day I check this thread before I brush my teeth. Some days it takes a while before something appears. But this thread is always where I come to see what the good minds with good sense (oh, how I hate common sense) are thinking. Yesterday, to avoid going into paroxysms of withdrawal in the absence of my fix, I started turning my November 11 speech into a poem and oh, what a day it was. Far from inconveniencing me, it set me free.)

 

[twelveoone]

Simply my opine, of course.

My main rec would be to go read Grace for eloi by darkmaas from yesterday and try to tweeze out the H. G. Wells references from the Velvet Underground lyrics.

And, most especially, figure out if 1201 is correct in vaguely dissing this poem.

Food for thought, all. He didn't slam it.

I see two lyrics. Are there more? Does it matter?

It's a poem about something, for sure. Does it work?

I rather like it, while at the same time agreeing with our resident curmudgeon that it don't really work. What the hell does it say and who is best saying that?

Still. Better'n anything today, I think.

My opine, again, of course.

Piece.

I'll be your mirror
reflect what you are
in case you don't know
GOOD GRIEF
IT WAS BRIEF

like this one
The Stand al dente

What A RELIEF

pukin on 66, green trails on ma car
god almighty-I am da BOMB
'n' when I get to Vegas yawl
I'll turn the triggers on

click, click, click
KABOOM
look mommy the desert looks like a rose


I am a little surprised Jamison

sat through the book, (was it the shorter one, or the later expanded version)
It's short, a modified thirteener, two good lines, I won't spoil it for you, not quite the ending I expected.

 

[twelveoone]

A note to lorencino
I don't know what
Latters from Leaflet #1
is
I don't think it is poetry, just my opin. I agree with Auden, as opposed to Yeats about writing about such.

Epitaph on a tyrant

Perfection, of a kind, was what he was after
And the poetry he invented was easy to understand;
He knew human folly like the back of his hand,
And was greatly interested in armies and fleets;
When he laughed, respectable senators burst with laughter,
And when he cried the little children died in the streets.
-- W. H. Auden

but Auden was rather fatalistic about the effect of words changing anything.

I agree with what you say (pre-reading), and a simplistic message may be the best for a Leaflet, but it is bad practise for poetry.

1201~signing off

 

[Angeline]

November 13, 2007 (and 12!)

Ah the new poems. There are 15 of them today. I bet y’all thought I forgot. I didn’t. I’ve just been editing madly most of the day.

But first, did anyone check out yesterday’s new poems? If you haven’t, take a look at Slip through from the newish HeartShapedAss. It shows promise. And don’t miss the sweet and sad Memory in Tears by Jamison. We need a Monday reviewer!

Getting ready for the holidays? For those wonderful 9,000 calorie meals that you won’t regret until at least January 2nd? You can start with dessert with Unbridled_Passion’s Sweet Potato Pie. Digital pie is less filling and tastes great. (This poem will make you hungry.)

l8bloom‘s Night Wish is a quirky little ode to night. It makes great use of metaphor and, at the end, personification. I’d lose (or recast) the second and third lines, but maybe that’s just me. I’ll be looking out for more from this poet.

foehn2 has two submissions today, Veteran’s Day, 2007 and …or, How We Talk to God. They’re both good reads. …or, How We Talk to God is one you’ll want to read at least twice to get the nuance of meaning in the pronouns and the very interesting use of parentheses/line breaks. Veteran’s Day is sort of hard to read because it’s a difficult subject (it helps to know Col. Paul Tibbets piloted the Enola Gay). Take a look at the extremely short (one- and two-word) lines in this poem. Some here have argued that lines this short do not poetry make. I’m not sure about that, but I like the poem. Read it and see what you think. Actually read both and see what you think about how foehn manages to leave poems so open to interpretation. Not an easy thing to do, imo.

Finally, do not miss the two submissions from MinorMonster. (He’s such a Liar.) In fact, don’t ever miss any submissions by this poet. He writes with such clever fluidity that his poems are always a joy to read. There aren’t many writers I’d feel comfortable saying that about, but almost any poem of his is that good. Yup, really. Both poems, Grandiloquence and Growing up on a plain have a somewhat cynical, looking-backward take on love. Growing up on a plain is the more metaphorical of the two (which perhaps is why I prefer it), but both are really good. And hey Grandiloquence is also a poem about a poem, a subject currently being discussed on the forum.

These are just my preferences. If you have other new poems to recommend, do so here.

And read, vote and comment, please. Those poems are waiting for you. They're lonely without you.

 

[Guest]

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[LeBroz]

Wednesday's Review

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Here we go — another Wednesday and, on quick inspection, it looks like there might be one or two poems of note among the fifteen so far posted today. So let's see what today's adventure holds...


It looks like champagne1982 is the first to post a Thanksgiving challenge creation from the thread, her Thanks. It just seems to be bursting with love. Seeing it posted reminded me that there were no fresh instructions listed in the current thread {as were in the old challenge} on how to include the links to the poems/poets in the footnotes when submitting poems for posting.


MinorMonster has been busy again today with another two postings.

Letter From An Old God is a truly poignant tale of a discarded belief system tossed aside and used in the modern world in a most casual way. Read this one first to get the sad part down pat, then move on.

Little By Little, by way of contrast, is a very silly, giddy piece. How else to describe:

you skiddle and fiddle and
fidget finger by finger that step
and stop and linger
on anger and hunger and
anything in between

That's it for today. There were a couple nice ones but they just didn't jingle the change in my pocket. Go ahead and try some on your own — read, vote, comment ~ it's the least you can do. Above all, comment ~ a fair exchange for the pleasure of reading free poetry.

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[champagne1982]

There aren't any posted new poems on this Friday, the sixteenth of November. Go ahead and look at yesterday's, you may find something to comment on.

Stop and read vampiredust's poem, Iceberg. There's a really excellent metaphor inside this, that you shouldn't really miss.

I'll check back later to see if the delay in poems is just that or if there really aren't any going up at all, today.

 

[WickedEve]

Thursday 15th

Only one I can personally recommend is Iceberg by vampiredust©

head pressed against the skin,
forming a peacock-blue bruise
swirling like a hurricane
on the outside. I often wonder

whether she is tempted to cut
it free, watching it slide

 

[GuiltyPleasure]

Living on the west coast means we often catch the late arrivals when lesser mortals have given up hope. Champ would have mentioned Found by vampiredust I'm sure if it had been there when she looked. It is a perfect presentation of "found poetry", telling the story in well chosen words. Vampiredust gives us The Midwest in a nutshell, a diamond of a poem in my opinion.

 

[champagne1982]

I like this one from jayce1066 They were killing-.

darkerdreamer brings us some intelligent poetry in Sweet, Mostly Low.

Found by vampiredust is a really good sampling of midwestern gold.

You may not agree with all my choices today, if that's the case, visit the new poems and show us what you're thinking. Have a good weekend.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

If I put a little waffle in here will my update emails come back?