The Parking Lot

[Tathagata]

I took that photo two days ago. It's Katy and the schnoodle and her pitchfork.

God she looks like you from the back, except she only has two feet.


I'm not even gonna ask about the pitchfork

 

[WickedEve]

God she looks like you from the back, except she only has two feet.


I'm not even gonna ask about the pitchfork

I look like an 8-year-old girl? lol

 

[Tathagata]

I look like an 8-year-old girl? lol

the legs are long, the hair looks about the same,you know what I mean smart ass
I've never seen you close up from the back...not from lack of trying mind you
oh hold on got some drool and spittle on you

 

[Angeline]

I've been thinking alot about what's pissing everyone off so much here lately. Personally, I have flashes of pissed-offness, (Eve, do not comment on the flashes lol), but what is mainly bothering me is I hate it when there's discord here. This place is sorta like my second home; there are people here who have become real friends over the years and I don't like fighting in my home or with my friends.

But I think what is really bugging many people is that someone new has come along and that person is obviously very, very smart and has a lot of talent as a poet. Like oozing talent. You can argue that with me till the cows come home but in your heart of hearts you know it's true.

When I first came here people were hailing me as some sort of genius, the queen of poetry. I won all the contests, I had twenty people pming me and slobbering over me. It was very flattering, but the other side of it was that about half the people here hated me. I got angry pms and emails. Those people told me I was a bitch, *potty mouth alert* a cunt, had no talent, never would, etc. They made me cry and doubt myself because I had never shown my poems to others before. If it weren't for a few people here, primarily the late smithpeter, I would have fled years ago. And if I had done that, I'd have never met eagleyez and my life would be different now. But I digress.

So I had the reign for a few years until someone new came along who was maybe a better writer than me, definitely more in vogue. People didn't fawn over me anymore. Eh, you get over it. Ultimately it's better for me as a writer, I do know that.

Anyway I don't expect y'all to get along--I'm not that naive, but someone new who seems better at this poetry stuff--or gets more attention--than you or me will always come along, if not here then somewhere else. Deep Asleep sent me a few of his newest poems recently and I was just blown away by how good they are. I'm happy for him. Maybe I'll never be that good--why should it upset me? There are a few people here who have hung in and written and grown, people like Liar and Eve and Jamison. They're so kind to everyone and graceful; when I grow up I want to be like them.

Probably a few of you would like to--or will--come in here and tear this post apart. Feel free. I have an editing job to finish and then I have to do laundry. Maybe I'll even get lucky and write a poem. Life goes on, yknow?

PS And has anyone else noticed that these wars always (well aside from the neverending votes wars) always are over women. Never men. Food for thought.

 

[Recidiva]

Well, Angeline, I haven't really read much of your poetry. I haven't read the oozy person's poetry.

But you're awesome and they think I'm a cunt.

So if you're not talented (I can't say that with a straight face) you are at least excellent company.

I'm an extremely average author and I plan on staying that way. I come here for the folks. The attitudes, as you know, don't bother me none. Or I wouldn't hang out on the GB.

You are gracious, insightful and humble. These are things I value.

 

[LeBroz]

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Ange, the word that springs to mind {in your case, at least} is Class.

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[Tathagata]

I'm just here trying to get laid, write dumb high school poetry, and show off my tiny dick.


One of the constants here has always been jealousy.
That's what the oval is all about, that's what half the alts are all about, even the reviewing and votes and all that crap has an element of jealousy in it , and at the base of that is doubt and insecurity.
We all have it at one point or another
I have no delusions about my ability or talent, I am never going to be a
" person of note"

But I'll say this, I've seen some of the best poetry in a while here, from a whole slew of people, and that's not just a coincidence.
And that makes me want to write all the more and try different things
and that's good for me.

 

[bogusbrig]

PS And has anyone else noticed that these wars always (well aside from the neverending votes wars) always are over women. Never men. Food for thought.

I've noticed spats going on but never seem to be able to fathom what all the commotion is about. It can be amusing but mostly I move on because I realize I'm not intelligent enough to get to the root of the conflicts.

As for better poets coming along, its great to see good writers and it wakes me up to read a poem that I wish I had written myself. You get nowhere by looking in the mirror and admiring yourself. People should never be frightened of going back to the drawing board and starting again.

Don't be harsh on yourself. You could be in a far worse situation than you're in. You could be dating me!

 

[WickedEve]

the legs are long, the hair looks about the same,you know what I mean smart ass
I've never seen you close up from the back...not from lack of trying mind you
oh hold on got some drool and spittle on you

eww... monkey spittle.

I'll have to find some photos for you. Oh, I do have a backside photo that's very recent. I'll look for it after my walk and send it to you. You'll see that I don't look like an 8-year-old girl. I look like a 50-year-old man with a bad case of butt crack when he bends over. What? What happened to your spittle?

 

[WickedEve]

Those people told me I was a bitch, *potty mouth alert* a cunt, had no talent, never would, etc.

I need a bigger sack for all the angel wings I'm having to gather. One just dropped on my front lawn. Thanks a lot potty mouth.

 

[WickedEve]

I'm just here trying to get laid, write dumb high school poetry, and show off my tiny dick.

My god, you're so sexy when you talk about your tiny dick.

I need a masturbating emoticon.

 

[Angeline]

I need a bigger sack for all the angel wings I'm having to gather. One just dropped on my front lawn. Thanks a lot potty mouth.

Somewhere Doug is laughing his ass off.

 

[WickedEve]

Somewhere Doug is laughing his ass off.

I bet Doug is the one tossing leftover wings down to earh.

 

[Guest]

So this turned out to be the Fighting Thread after all. I want a Fucking Thread.

When I get annoyed with the guff in the PF & D, I go lurk the AH then get ignored over there until champs flirts with me and brings me back.

 

[Angeline]

I've noticed spats going on but never seem to be able to fathom what all the commotion is about. It can be amusing but mostly I move on because I realize I'm not intelligent enough to get to the root of the conflicts.

As for better poets coming along, its great to see good writers and it wakes me up to read a poem that I wish I had written myself. You get nowhere by looking in the mirror and admiring yourself. People should never be frightened of going back to the drawing board and starting again.

Don't be harsh on yourself. You could be in a far worse situation than you're in. You could be dating me!

Everyone knows I'm smitten with what's his name, but I totally would have crushed on you. You're sweet, you're a terrific writer and (and this is key) you're from Liverpool. We could play Angeline meets Ringo! If you didn't mind. Uh nevermind...



<I will do the laundry. I will do the laundry.>

 

[WickedEve]

So this turned out to be the Fighting Thread after all. I want a Fucking Thread.

When I get annoyed with the guff in the PF & D, I go lurk the AH then get ignored over there until champs flirts with me and brings me back.

My goodness! Stop fretting about the fucking thread. You're not getting one. Just take a corner in the parking lot and pleasure yourself--quietly.

 

[Tzara]

Tzara's Guide to PF&D Tiffs

PS And has anyone else noticed that these wars always (well aside from the neverending votes wars) always are over women. Never men. Food for thought.

Actually, they aren't always over women. Here's a basic taxonomy of fights I have seen and/or participated in:

• You utterly fail to perceive my brilliance, you dumb fuck. My (poems/commentary/jocular charm) are not properly appreciated by (the community/one or more specific bastards) and I intend to shout and curse at you until I beat the fact of my superiority into your shrunken and dysfuctional brain.

• How dare you piss all over my profound innermost thoughts, you elitist asshole. I have opened my (soul/heart/aorta) and spilled its contents across the page. What is this shit about clichéd and hackneyed phrasing? Boo hoo. You (people/specific person) are a cruel snobbish dickhead and I'm taking my poems and going (home/back to that other forum where people are friendly/straight to New Yorker magazine).

• How could you possibly say (his/her) poems were wonderful? I mean, I've been here for (years/months/hours/34 seconds) and my poems are way better than that. Why don't you tell me my poems are good? I'm hurt and want to throw rocks at you.

• Don't flirt with (him/her)! I want you to flirt with me! (She/He) is just (a slut/a jerk/easy/pompous) and unworthy of all this attention. I am way hotter than that! Are you blind or something?

I have left off the ever-popular Why are you mean people voting my poem down and You are a worthless schmuck because you never say anything critical taxa, as they have a wide variety of subgenera and it would take to long to delineate all of them. Besides, I have to go to work.

 

[Guest]

My goodness! Stop fretting about the fucking thread. You're not getting one. Just take a corner in the parking lot and pleasure yourself--quietly.

I've been here in the corner doing that for five years. Sometimes quietly, sometimes not--the not being poems on the Suddenly Passion thread.

 

[Angeline]

I'm just here trying to get laid, write dumb high school poetry, and show off my tiny dick.


One of the constants here has always been jealousy.
That's what the oval is all about, that's what half the alts are all about, even the reviewing and votes and all that crap has an element of jealousy in it , and at the base of that is doubt and insecurity.
We all have it at one point or another
I have no delusions about my ability or talent, I am never going to be a
" person of note"

But I'll say this, I've seen some of the best poetry in a while here, from a whole slew of people, and that's not just a coincidence.
And that makes me want to write all the more and try different things
and that's good for me.

I think I can see your tiny dick in that av. It's about a quarter of the size of your beer, which tells you what's really important.

 

[Angeline]

Actually, they aren't always over women. Here's a basic taxonomy of fights I have seen and/or participated in:

• You utterly fail to perceive my brilliance, you dumb fuck. My (poems/commentary/jocular charm) are not properly appreciated by (the community/one or more specific bastards) and I intend to shout and curse at you until I beat the fact of my superiority into your shrunken and dysfuctional brain.

• How dare you piss all over my profound innermost thoughts, you elitist asshole. I have opened my (soul/heart/aorta) and spilled its contents across the page. What is this shit about clichéd and hackneyed phrasing? Boo hoo. You (people/specific person) are a cruel snobbish dickhead and I'm taking my poems and going (home/back to that other forum where people are friendly/straight to New Yorker magazine).

• How could you possibly say (his/her) poems were wonderful? I mean, I've been here for (years/months/hours/34 seconds) and my poems are way better than that. Why don't you tell me my poems are good? I'm hurt and want to throw rocks at you.

• Don't flirt with (him/her)! I want you to flirt with me! (She/He) is just (a slut/a jerk/easy/pompous) and unworthy of all this attention. I am way hotter than that! Are you blind or something?

I have left off the ever-popular Why are you mean people voting my poem down and You are a worthless schmuck because you never say anything critical taxa, as they have a wide variety of subgenera and it would take to long to delineate all of them. Besides, I have to go to work.

This is almost worthy of making a poll over. *What do you like to fight about in the poetry forum?*

I was going to use you as an example of a brilliant, talented poet who has fit in here neatly without causing discord until I remembered that I know about a tenth of what really goes on here.

I also was saying aha! as I was reading your post: he didn't say anything about the votes wars, which I believe will last here longer than the Punic, but you did.

And with that I will pack up my suspicians of being discriminated against on the basis of gender and file them in my copy of The Second Sex. I went to the second-most feminist college in the country (Mills being the first imho), and though we didn't have a course in How to Presume Everyone is Discriminating Against Me, we learned. It's not always about women. Well, not that way.

 

[normal jean]

My alts have been around for years. ALL of them.

I vote what I feel about a poem, regardless who writes it.

Like Ange said a while back, she doesn't mention a poem just because a friend writes it and I know that is true from experience and I love her anyway. Not everyone "gets" my stuff and I do not expect them to and if some of you guys got all my stuff I would be very worried about you.

As for the best poetry in ages, I am sorry Tath, I haven't seen it. What I have seen is a whole lot of praise for a person who has a limited range of ability and an even more limited range of subject matter. But that is MY opinion and I am entitled to it. ANd if you slam me for speaking my mind, Iw ill put a curse on your Zen ass.

And as for the "oozey" person. I just get tired of stepping in the ooze every time I click on this forum. ON every thread, in every subject and where is all this poetry? Oozie one doesnt comment, doesnt critique, doesn't review. all she does is ooze. No, I don't like her, that is no secret and she KNOWS WHY!

So I put the oozer on ignore and it has been a bit better. I do not like to fight either, but i will not sit quietly and be insulted . So since she doesnt tell both side, I will tell you. so you can let it fucking rest. insulter contact me via PM and ask "what did I do? why are you upset ? because I removed posts from her worship thread. I did it because I wanted to, it had nada to do with her.

I told her that, I was nice, polite and even jovial. Then, next day, I come in and she has insulted me, and made fun of me in th threads in numerous ways. THAT is my prob with the oozer. Angeline knows this, I told her about it because I can trust her. I always have. I do not need friends so badly that I will settle for two faced bitches as so called friends.

You call it jealousy, implying that so many of us wish to be like her that we hate her for that. Most decent people would be embarrassed to have their "persona" splashed like gang graffiti all over every thing and everyone. I dont hate her, but I have no desire for the forum to be now known as the BJ forum and that is what it has turned into, a change for the worse, in my opinion.

ands God knows I have no desire to be that insecure that I have the need for every fucking body to post on a thread and then god forbid remove it. I called her a narcissist and I guess that hurt her feelings, if she has any, and i have seen no evidence that she does. I just find her self promotion too much. And I know I am not the only one here who feels that way.The passion suddenly is about the only thread that is safe from ooze anymore.

When you first came here, I was mesmerized by your poetry, since then you have turned into , well, you rarely post anything but bunk and flirty bull shit. What are YOU trying to prove? I used to find you amusing, but since you have directed your poison towards me, when a situation DID NOT concern you.... you aren't the kind person I used to know. You are defensive when you have no need to be. I am sorry if I ever insulted you, it was not my intent.

ps, I don't know about the little dick assessment, but I sure know a narrow mind and a prick-ly agenda when I come across one.

I'm going for a walk. Y'all have a nice day.

 

[unpredictablebijou]

No, I don't like her, that is no secret and she KNOWS WHY!

No. I truly don't. I've asked several times for you to tell me. You haven't.

So I put the oozer on ignore and it has been a bit better. I do not like to fight either, but i will not sit quietly and be insulted . So since she doesnt tell both side, I will tell you. so you can let it fucking rest. insulter contact me via PM and ask "what did I do? why are you upset ? because I removed posts from her worship thread. I did it because I wanted to, it had nada to do with her.

I told her that, I was nice, polite and even jovial. Then, next day, I come in and she has insulted me, and made fun of me in th threads in numerous ways.

That first part is very true. I noticed that g-g had removed stuff. I was worried that I had done something to offend, so I asked. She said no, that there were "people here" that "caused her problems" and that she did that on a regular basis. Okay cool.

That last? Not a clue. Find those posts. I personally have never gone through and erased anything I've said. Find them. Quote them. Right here, right now. Challenge me, and if I've actually done that, I'll apologise. I'll even leave the board in disgrace and clothe myself in sackcloth and ashes for a week in penance. No shit.

You won't, though. Because they don't exist. That shit never happened. And here's this, just to prove Tzara exactly right. I wasn't going to go there but it needs to stop, right fucking now. I'm damn tired of the purposeless abuse.

Here's a thing that happened to me when I first got on the board, before I had posted a single message here. I had gotten some poetry reviewed, very kindly. I was brand new here. I was very excited. People were saying nice things about me. I thought I might even come in and talk to the folks in the forum. Then I saw this, in the New Poems Reviews:


from Normal Jean
6-14-2007

as for bijou, I must be missing something, I found everything by her that I read, over edited and void of emotion. I keep hoping for something better, but her line breaks are predictable, and content sterile, I was disappointed and yes, her stuff would fit right in those journals that are also filled with perfectly positioned, punctuated and emotionless poems..I wish her luck but sadly, ( and this is a comment to the printedpoetry world) she wont need it...
***

Ironically, I didn't even have pieces up that week. She felt the need to go there even though there was no need to do so. She had also gone through and left snitty comments on all my pieces.

What the fuck? I'm happy with critique. I want critique; that's part of why I'm here. But this wasn't educated criticism; this was just meaningless trashing of a perfect stranger, unwarranted and uneducated. I seriously thought about leaving, then and there. My friends (my actual in-body local friends) who knew how happy this was making me to finally meet some poets and talk to them, had to convince me not to pull everything. I took it very seriously.

Then I got over it.

One thing I've never really gotten is competitiveness. If someone else writes a good poem, how does it make yours less so? How can one "win" or "lose" in poetry? How does a good poet getting recognition cause another poet injury? I honestly do not understand.

I was getting recognition, deserved or not, before I'd ever posted a word on this board. That's neato, but it's not why I'm here. For why I'm here, see my earlier post in this thread on why I'm here.

Angeline, I read your post about fame and the wheel of fortune and I understand, I guess, where you're coming from. The spotlight thread has been great fun, and I think I've proved that I'm trying to earn and be grateful for this very unexpected recognition. But I knew the attention wasn't going to go on forever, and I'd go back to being a Regular Guy soon enough. It's been really neato, and I intend to continue to act completely authentically in here, as I always have.

Had I realized before the kind of shit storm a spotlight thread would start, (and duh - I really should have known: this isn't my first rodeo, as they say) I might in retrospect have said no, but there have been a couple of people who've said that hearing about my editing process and such has actually been of assistance to them. I hope it's been valuable, and I won't lie - it feels good to have people tell you your work is good. That's one reason I try to offer that to others, as often as I can.

This is not a challenge for more abuse. I've never put anyone on ignore before but now I shall. It's just silly bullshit and a waste of my time. I did offer the option of simply leaving me the fuck alone, and I offer it again. Actively, this time.

Nuff, nuff, nuff, enough said. I will put ALL the various personalities on ignore. And go back to being the power-hungry, fame-crazed despot I have always, obviously, been.

As of now.

bijou

 

[unpredictablebijou]

So this turned out to be the Fighting Thread after all. I want a Fucking Thread.

When I get annoyed with the guff in the PF & D, I go lurk the AH then get ignored over there until champs flirts with me and brings me back.

I'll give you a fucking thread, honey. Really. I was trying to make the Naughty Poetry thread into one, and it seems to be working nicely. C'mon over. You want it more personal than that, even? First person singular, or even plural? Second person singular, with whips and chains and jars of marshmallow fluff? we can go there. Just say the word.

bj

 

[Angeline]

Bijou, it's just that I've seen it happen here so many times. Someone new comes here and they get a lot of attention and it's a double-edged sword and eventually it's someone else's turn. And it's ironic because I agree with whoever said here that there are many very talented people writing here now. I think the forum is the strongest--in terms of the poetry its participants put out--it has ever been. It has been slowly improving here for two or three years, but it's at a high point right now, I think. And I'd include in that group all the poets posting in this thread as well as some others. Some others who post here are fairly inactive as poets right, but that ebbs and flows. I'm one of them and it freaked me out at first because I used to be able to write at least two or three pretty good poems a day. To everything there is a season.

I don't know what happened with you and nj/g_g and it's not my business unless anyone does anything that breaks forum rules. Sometimes I go overboard and get into it with people, too, as anyone here for long can attest. I saw the first criticsm of your poems by her the first time she posted it here. I thought it was harsh, but she's entitled to her opinion. And I've always believed that the price of sharing one's poems publically is dealing with the criticism.

Like I said the other day, this place is a big tent and there ought to be room for everyone. I'm more on everyone's side than some people here realize, apparently, but there's only so much anyone here can give. I just wish people would put whatever hard feelings they have behind them and write the fucking poems already. Or banter. Or do whatever makes them happy here without intentionally trying to hurt each other. But whether they do or not, I still have my own stuff to get on with.

It's ironic to me that the only reason--which you know from the pm I sent you--I even started that damn spotlight thread was to get people talking about poetry and writing. I had wanted to do another one, there's someone I had in mind. Now I'm uncomfortable even asking that person because look what it did for you. I'm just hoping in a week or so it'll calm down again cause I know I'll still be here.

 

[WickedEve]

Anyone seen a dangly earring? It's silver and lapis. Maybe it's under a car. Are there cars in this parking lot?