| Re: GoatSmell's Own Poetry Thread
Posted: 11/23/2004 5:39:22 PM | Ah, heck -- let's just wing a haiku...
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My feet smell like cheese
It could be Gouda or Brie
Inhale the bounty
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And that means it's time for a shower. See yer all tomorrow-ish if things run smoother than they have been. | |
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| Re: GoatSmell's Own Poetry Thread
Posted: 11/23/2004 11:40:28 PM | Whew! What a smell...better shower Goat and as for the comment on a smelly place, well, no problem, I grew up on a farm, I too can tolerate the smell but those feet well, shower shower, sounds exciting, can I come too?
As fierce as those eyes glare at me
Daggers hit my heart
I fall to the floor in moan and groan
Holding my heart
I throw sharp arrows back at you
And run like hell out the door
Stumbling and falling
Until I get back up again
Wish I had not laid eyes on you
I swallow my pride
And move forward
Damn it is your loss
So go weep in solo
Wow! just like that thoughts pour out of my head, where this came fromI am not sure but wow, writing it out without thinking about it, is cool too. I do this quite often and catch myself thinking out loud too. | |
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| Re: GoatSmell's Own Poetry Thread
Posted: 11/24/2004 5:53:27 PM | Charmingandsweet...thanks for that. It's deceptively easy to have those tumble out. I never know where it all comes from either. Good stuff, though.
Well, here's something a little different. Hope it works...been a while since I tinkered with HTMLL
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Never Was Much Good At Algebra
Let x = 1
So that means x = x
So if we square both sides x 2 = x 2
Subtract x 2 from both sides x 2 - x 2 = x 2 - x 2
Gently factor the result x(x - x) = (x + x) (x - x)
Boil down a little more x = (x + x)
Maybe a little more x = 2x
So, therefore 1 = 2
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Must wander away...you know...personal stuff...washing and scraping dead skin...y'know. G'night. | |
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| Re: GoatSmell's Own Poetry Thread
Posted: 11/25/2004 12:57:47 AM | barefoot...
shoes in hand...
coat pulled tightly around...zipped absolutely to the top...
overlooking the sea...seagulls lightly floating on its surface...
sun reflecting off the rocks...off the water....
children shouting...dogs barking....
hikers...old, elegant in their age..poised gently at the edge overlooking...leaning over the vines upon the stone wall
is that a crow, a black bird or a raven...or perhaps one of each....
look out contemplating...which causes more pain...the cold standing barefoot or the new tattoo with my shoe on....
lifes questions...:-) | |
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| Re: GoatSmell's Own Poetry Thread
Posted: 11/25/2004 7:01:09 PM | Sukari...as usual, elegant and descriptive. For some reason I loved the absolutely zipped coat. The turn of phrase piques me. Thanks.
Well, no more albegraic stuff and failed HTML attempts. Let's get back to basics here:
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I Wear My Shorts Backwards at Night
Oh my, did I cause a blunder
My algebraic poem tossed by thunder
The noise of dead silence
I knew it was a little avante guarde
Like wearing only a pound of lard
To a local high school dance
Well, I’ll set my teeth and reach for
Another poem lying here on the floor
Something with rhythm and taste
I scurry to open MS Word
And feel like a turd
When I find I have nothing to say
I pause and squirm and stutter
Feeling a little bit o’ flutter
Down in them nether regions
Nevertheless, I will keep trying
And the words will begin flying
And hopefully sort themselves out
So, here I am dragging the bottom
And I’m not sure if I got ‘em
Those right words and feelings of the night
So, in dead silence I sit
Trying to mould a lump of sh*t
Into a work of beauty and grace
But a poem a day is my choice
And, just then, I heard a voice
As strong and sweet as one cup of coffee will allow:
“Your fears are your only jailer
So write about your failure”
Let the Goat pull the plow
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S'okay? S'allright? Well, I kinda like it. Yup -- it stays.
Okey-dokey...tomorrow then. | |
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| Re: GoatSmell's Own Poetry Thread
Posted: 11/26/2004 7:43:11 PM | Hey-O. I feel like navel-gazing...anyone coming along? You never know what you find in your navel. I found 58 cents in chance and my car keys once. That was a good day.
Here's today's navel-gazing poem:
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What…Now?
Where is this Now I hear so much of?
That Now I should be living in
In order to see respectfully
Live respectfully
All I can see for certain is what has passed
The future a mass of tangles
Knotted with choice, chance and opportunity
It’s like trying to hold onto a snap of the fingers
I can’t hear and identify the snap until it has passed
Such is the Now
Now has passed countless times since I sat down
Here and tried to look at it
Now just left the building
And left the past behind
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Yupper. I think I'm going to need a longer stick to get to the bottom of my belly-button. My finger and this coathanger aren't doing the trick.
I shall return tomorrow-ish. G'night all. | |
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| Re: GoatSmell's Own Poetry Thread
Posted: 11/26/2004 8:41:01 PM | Howdy Ticket...thanks, pardner.
Been busy lately and I washed my mind recently and I can't do a thing with it. Funny how a desk-job can scramble your coconut, huh?
A regular regimen of beer and poetry ought to get the groove back. | |
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Posted: 11/28/2004 11:24:18 AM | Hey...where did Tolstoy go? He was right there just above your post. grennskye and then...well...
Ah, I see. Careful...Admin is watching. I'd better put something on besides socks.
Hey greenskye...beer is beautiful...but what I'll do next may not be:
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Whar's Me Pepto?
Peas and corn
Are like gastronomic porn
They sit and rumble
In my gut, they do tumble
And soon I will be departing
To the couch and begin farting
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Let's see....what else? Ah:
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Ain't got nothing in
My addled head this fine day
Pardon me my friends
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That's as good as it gets today. Sorry all. See you tomorrow. | |
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| The Poetry Barn and Eatery
Posted: 11/28/2004 12:23:05 PM | That GAS-FREE REFRIED PINTO BURRITO
Pinto soaked overnight in water Brown and Hard
Wash thoroughly and rinse and rinse
Simmering in salt, chili, garlic, cilantro and pork and lard
Jumpin 'Jack Flash ! It's NOT a GAS ! GAS !! GAS !!!
The Lush Sonoran Desert Smells Good like it Should...  | |
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| The Poetry Barn and Eatery
Posted: 11/29/2004 8:51:55 PM | A self-serving bump for me....and a hello to Medic. A handy tip for fart-free food? I'd take Beano too but, darn it, I like ripping off the fluffs. Especially when I'm sitting on the hardwood rocking chair. The sound is delightful.
So...a bump to the barn, gedder up on page one again.
And maybe a haiku:
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I've dropped to page two
The competition is fierce
Between the poets
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I'd do a cinquain, but I forget how it goes. Sukari will tell me again...right? Where are you, pardner?
Okay, that's enough damage for tonight. G'night. | |
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| The Poetry Barn and Eatery
Posted: 11/30/2004 4:40:28 AM | Line 1:
one word
(subject or noun)
Line 2:
two words
(adjectives) that describe line 1
Line 3:
three words
(action verbs) that relate to line 1
Line 4:
four words
(feelings or a complete sentence) that relates to line 1
Line 5:
one word
(synonym of line 1 or a word that sums it up)
here are some instructions to help you along your way....
sorry I have been out...just this jet lag....trying adjust ya know from one island to the next...can be a bit hectic.... :-) | |
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Posted: 11/30/2004 4:43:21 AM | Goat
thoughtful introspective
smiling laughing sharing
man who gives to others
poet | |
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Posted: 11/30/2004 2:08:24 PM | | What be happenin' GS ! I read some of your 'bean burrito' poetry and prose and I wanted to share some Mexican culinary finesse from the lush Sonoran frontier. My Grandmother and mom KEW & KNOW how tame them thar' beans ! Bon apetit, bro ! LEGUMES... REQUIRE SKILL !!! Elsewise as you previously indicated you become an ALTERNATE ENERGY SOURCE ! | |
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Posted: 11/30/2004 5:39:55 PM | Medic...helping me to fight the ill effects of the blessed beans. Thanks, pardner and good to see you here.
Thanks, Sukari....I knew you'd come through and help my ailing memory. A cinquain...lessee.
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Sukari
helpful ever-present
posting educating stirring
my tiny wee brain
Elegantly
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Well, it ain't great but it got it done. Thanks Sukari. Always nice to see you back on this continent again.
Tomorrow, folks. G'night. | |
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| The Poetry Barn and Eatery
Posted: 12/1/2004 4:21:38 PM | I couldn't find your poetry page and I had to go searching so thought I had better post something to bring it up front so I could find it.... now what can I say...???????
cold wind blowing....sun about to rise
christmas lights shining..sparkling the colors of the rainbow from the porches all around...
pulling closer the shirt..buttoning rapidly the sweater....zipping up the sweater....
how can this be.... the water if you dared to stop foot in would be much warmer than this air..
rapidly walking.... hurrying to get there...hopeing that the cold will go away...
it doesn't even with the sun above the horizon now...the cold endures...the wind gets stronger...
perhaps it is fitting for the first day of december...the entrance of winter on a december day......
not the calendar day of first day of winter...but certainly its introduction to this tiny island | |
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Posted: 12/1/2004 7:22:54 PM | Thanks Sukari. Did this ol' thread slip down to page two again? I may have to quit my job and post a poem an hour to keep up these days.
Er...nah. That won't be happening too soon.
Thanks for posting...always a delight to see you here. Well, let's see if I have something tonight.
Jussa sec.... | |
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Posted: 12/1/2004 7:27:49 PM | How about a cinquain?
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Snow
Temperature plummets
Not Texas normal
Saskatchewan winter is here
Finally
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It's about -15 C here now. Not used to this chill, but in a few months this temperature will feel like a heat wave.
Okey-dokey...tomorrow, then. G'night all. | |
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Posted: 12/2/2004 7:50:39 PM | stars, planets, mars
where will we end up....
the moon...the space station....growing tomatoes in a hot house on mars..
freeze dried food...not enough water....space shuttle grounded...
russia charging for rides....
spinning...blurring...whirling....
floating falling......... | |
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Posted: 12/3/2004 5:37:20 PM | I recorded one of my poems as a wav file. Does anyone know if there is a free web page site that hosts wav files without cost ? I have NOT been able to find one. Also I have Microsoft XP operating system and got gunned-down in the modern Tower of Babel crossfire between Microsoft, MacIntosh, and Java. I cannot get Java Virtual Machine to work on my pc XP system . Anybody have a sure-fire solutions ? I READ a POEM with music and drums !!! IT WAS FUN !!!   | |
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Posted: 12/3/2004 7:34:40 PM | Howdy Medic....I don't know of a site that does host .WAV files but then, I haven't looked for one. Maybe I'll have to try that voicing thing as well...I'll see what I can turn up for hosts and I'll let you know.
Sukari...hello there. I'm glad to see you raising this old barn when I've wandered away for a leeeettle while. And you always do that with style. Thanks.
As for me...I don't have a thing in my head. Not a thing. Could this be writer's block? Thinker's block? H and R Block? I think I'll sleep on it and try tomorrow.
Do I apologize to the faithful readers? Are there any faithful readers? Any readers at all? Okay, I'm sorry. See ya'll tomorrow. | |
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| The Poetry Barn and Eatery
Posted: 12/3/2004 7:52:43 PM | yes there are faithful readers... just so you know... and perhaps you just need some sleep.... the words the thoughts are there...but you have to be rested to pull them out....:-)
walking out from the hotel there it was...ben and jerrys...
icecream...sorbet...yogurt...delight to the tounge..
amazing...taste....thoughts...memories....
cold...freezing....good to eat... tantalizing...
choices to make...which one...they let you even have sample taste...
could it be heaven.... a bit of transplanted vermont on texas soil...
what flavour...if you taste enough you might not even have to buy any | |
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