| salty towers: where will you be?
Posted: 9/9/2006 4:41:30 AM |
To me its just having FUN
Yeh, but there’s fun and there’s FUN! This struck me as the sort of fun that involved your eyes and your ears and your palate and who knows what-all else!
I too have fun at times writing my poems but I notice how male my poetry is in that it deals so often in abstracts, in concepts, and there’s so little colour in it or sound or so many of those tactile things of which this blessed life has to offer.
I will treasure this poem of yours! Thanks.
Jer | |
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| Ray: “another attempt
Posted: 9/9/2006 4:43:06 AM | I was your voice when
you couldn't speak.
One of your best! Because, to me, it is so clean, the statements seem to rise above the bruised ego of the speaker and therefore have authority. And
You were dying from
your own shame.
is devastating! | |
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| pickles51: Quantum dynamics be damned....
Posted: 9/9/2006 4:45:32 AM |
Mechanical goosings ain't like the real thang
It's got a lot to do
With the who
Rather than the "thing"
I dare say you’ve been goosed
by a mechanic in your time
and an investment broker
or a politician or two
but, honey, when your lover
gooses you, you’ll be goosed
seduced and juiced! | |
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| ray313: You asked what I think...
Posted: 9/9/2006 4:48:17 AM | | “Rough” is an interesting concept, don’t you think? There’s the roughness of contempt, but what I was handing out to you was the roughness of respect. You clearly don’t want to be molly-coddled and I respect your intelligence, talent and character too much ever to do that. | |
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| Alyosha - you remind me of a very wise man with so much to give
Posted: 9/9/2006 4:49:38 AM | Autumn Fantasy: You remind me of a very wise man..
Your poem or prose poem or short story, “A City Street,” amazed and delighted me. (It’s the sort of piece, by the way, that renders ridiculous all the literary classifications).
Have you written any fiction? I think you ought to...
Jerry | |
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| Autumn fantasy: It is not an easy equation
Posted: 9/9/2006 4:52:30 AM | I thought
the flower bloomed in the warmth of it's season
softly time caught it on the breeze
and sent it forward across the fields
was especially fine! | |
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| A Whole Lot of Aching
Posted: 9/9/2006 7:06:53 AM | Man, there’s a whole lot of aching
going on, on this site.
Hearts that are breaking
or broke or qot squoze.
Do you suppose
that maybe somehow, somewhere,
there’s a happy thought
that one of you could share?
Say your puppy learned a new trick
or you met a new guy and he turned out
NOT to be a...brick? | |
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| On my way to the promised land
Posted: 9/9/2006 9:13:44 AM | On my way to the promised land
I had to go through the village of Bland.
The people there were perfectly respectable,
the food almost but not quite delectable.
Everything ran by the clock
tick-tock, tick-tock...
You could die several times
before you heard anything uncouth
and the chimes
of the church-bells rang out truth.
Truth, truth, truth
was their tooth-paste, their dry vermouth.
And though of course I suffered mild chagrin
I fled in search of even the tiniest sin. | |
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| You are such a tease
Posted: 9/9/2006 4:06:59 PM | | But alas my dear om I would have to bring my fiance along if I were to ever meet you - sob. | |
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| Oh Oh
Posted: 9/9/2006 4:18:23 PM | | I just got a new laptop and when I was copying out a poem to past a few to many came with it. Some of these I never would have posted. Oh my and I can't take them back. | |
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| Tammy / Rebecca
Posted: 9/9/2006 4:28:57 PM | | Of the ones I've read so far "Your Sweater" is my favourite, both witty and moving, but whichever you are - Rebecca or Tammy - I wish you'd answer the note I wrote you! | |
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| I didn't mean to post these poems
Posted: 9/9/2006 5:34:32 PM | | You might have been able to do so within 15 minutes of posting them. At this point I think you should contact the site moderator, "BrawnyDog" or "Tickettoride" I think it is, whose post you will find at the head of all the other Poems & Quotes posts.... Click on to his profile and email him. | |
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Msg: 91 | |
| I didn't mean to post these poems
Posted: 9/9/2006 8:17:19 PM | @ Autumn Fantasy, I was refering to where those nymphs swim ,my last post/question.
I'm flattered, and your fiance should be too. Love your writes! And see, Tammy's poem is
appreciated by more than just me...make sure she knows it..k. ..:) | |
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| The Sea Nymphs
Posted: 9/9/2006 10:02:15 PM | | Just go down to the beach and close your eyes. You can hear them. Tam would be flattered to know that her poem was appreciated - she finished with a 93 average last year in grade 10 English and her stories were amazing. Last weekend I went down to the beach on Saturday night to watch Ernesto roll in on our shores. The waves were 10 ft. and drenched everything in their path including me. Even the lamposts were towered over by them. Now that is an experience. | |
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| If I give you my heart
Posted: 9/10/2006 5:59:56 AM | If I give you my heart
consider it nothing very much.
I’ve given it (and taken it back)
before. But if, at this painfully
advanced age, I give you some
of my time, take it and know
it is the most precious gift
I have to give.
J. Newman 09Sep06 © 2006 | |
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| Salty Towers you are wonderful
Posted: 9/10/2006 9:14:37 AM | | Thank you Salty for your help and it worked. I'm waiting to hear another of your wonderful poems. Rebecca | |
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| Suppose love were the only food we ever had....
Posted: 9/10/2006 3:20:40 PM | Suppose love were the only food
we ever had: Affection for breakfast,
caresses and soft kisses for lunch,
a cuddle for a coffee break,
carnal gratification for dinner,
and tender intercourse for dessert?
J. Newman 10Sep06 © 2006 | |
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| Alyosha's poems
Posted: 9/11/2006 7:30:24 AM | We are items on God’s list
of things that he forgot to do.
J. Newman 11Sep06 © 2006 | |
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| Alyosha's poems
Posted: 9/11/2006 1:06:49 PM | ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
That is an amazing quote.........
I have a new mantra | |
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| Alyosha's poems
Posted: 9/11/2006 4:43:47 PM | You know what, Ms Bling-Bling, I thought of it today, possibly as a result of nicotine withdrawal (No, I haven't quit completely, not even for you) and I'm not even sure what the aitch it means...'cept I know it isn't a happy thought.
As for your new mantra, it's cashmere, I assume? | |
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| Alyosha's poems
Posted: 9/11/2006 5:42:40 PM | Non...angora...et les pauvres petites lapins avec les grandes oreilles sont morts...
Domage ...
Et puis
Sad thought to you...not to me...means he still has a plan!
Hugzzzzzz Jer and listen to Molly Johnson's 100 Cigarettes. | |
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| Alyosha's poems
Posted: 9/11/2006 5:45:32 PM | We are items on God’s list
of things that he forgot to do.
He didn't forget! It was stuck to His shoe..:/ | |
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