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aka,om
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Joined: 12/6/2008
Msg: 1051 | |
| Leaves, and other noises
Posted: 8/19/2009 8:55:46 PM | Imp-art
I noticed the ballet judges were jealous, when you did that pirouette
with the corner of your lower lip. | |
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Posted: 8/20/2009 6:49:01 PM | G-D
You really do make me ponder.....
Jetes and plies
arabesques in fancy tights
my groin starts to cringe
Don't know how to do les accents...domage
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aka,om
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Joined: 12/6/2008
Msg: 1054 | |
| Leaves, and other noises
Posted: 8/22/2009 12:39:42 PM | Hey all.
You always make me chuckle, pickles. It's probably a better cure for a busy mind.
Hugs back. ..:)
That's a darn good question, stresscookie!
and while we're on holes
just thought to drop off a revised poem that's probably full of holes.
I think it borders the cliche' a bit, but heck, it were fun.
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Free Enough To Drink In Romania
You are going to ask, "Where have you been"?
I have been a firefly in Romania
I was a lone ghost by the Black Sea.
Each night I would drink a case of stars
and each night I would fall into sand.
Nights were almost famous
like a black and white polka dot dress
turned inside out for space
and light and holes
to fall through my eyes
I was a token fan like so many sailors
And sometimes the Day would come by and ask,
‘Do you wait for Night?’
As if a light could rescue a ship
The same light that falls through our eyes
How does Night manage to sprinkle us with its eyes?
Now I am afloat in a sea of powder
A lone ghost on a Black sea waiting for you to ask
“Where have you been”? | |
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Posted: 8/22/2009 6:30:34 PM | fun with emotional crack filler
cliches only become cliche
on account of their excessive relevance
oft explainations we ascribe to
and/or
common mortar we apply to
all our gaping holes
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om, i'm glad you got my query...wasn't sure...hope you happen upon a fitting answer
btw. cliche or not, you are always a worthy read
think i'm gonna go try to spit in the jar again
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aka,om
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Joined: 12/6/2008
Msg: 1056 | |
| Leaves, and other noises
Posted: 8/23/2009 3:51:57 PM | I was inspired recently by a young , Jim Morrison < I‘ll call him, who had the nerve to find a space and show his art. Although I didn’t find his stuff , well-seasoned shall we say, I did find it quite liberating to see a young artist take such a chance. I’m very impressed by his search for his freedom to express. I was also impressed by the honesty in his black and white works.
After having a few words with a friend yesterday, I agree that, being around such minds, and a creative environment, has also opened me up to my own creativity, albeit, unseasoned as well. (damn critics)
I guess what I’m trying to drive at is, that it doesn’t matter what, how or where, you share your ideas, it’s just important that you do. This is the road of expansion, of self expression, of interpretation of what’s around us. We spend so much energy on self-preservation that we fail to see what, ‘opening up’ can truly influence.
Anyway, for this I thank this dude, and those that have shared a little piece of themselves around here.
Art doesn’t always have to resonate with our own sense of interpretation, but at least it’s out there for someone’s need to be inspired.
I have been found out by coworkers
That I post poems
On a ‘site’
Which leads me to ask
Where is your art
To night? | |
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Posted: 8/23/2009 4:01:41 PM | yes ^^^^ art for art's sake. Now I know that royal street and the gallery have influenced you! | |
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aka,om
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Joined: 12/6/2008
Msg: 1058 | |
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Posted: 8/23/2009 8:31:32 PM | cheers, sophia.
now I should blow off some steam about this wingnut parks-worker who wouldn't let me park my bike by a rock at the beach, sos I could take some pics of me and the bike and the lake at sunset.( oh no, not another pic of a guy on his bike) ,,lol
anyway, I told him that he came out of his office with steam blowing out his ears, to not take his job so damn serious...as if I was in anyones way when there were few people around. He said I can't park there because others will do the same, Yeah, right, like hords of bikers are gonna' come and take pictures by the lake on a Sunday evening for f*ck sakes..sheesh, some idiots can't hear themselves think for the sound of their own steam.
On my way home I wanted to tell him to take his cop-whistle home and put it under his pillow. lol
There, ok, I've vented some more now..lol
meant to say thanks to stresscookie, back there, too. | |
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Posted: 8/23/2009 10:19:50 PM | :(
a biker pic would have been cool...should have asked him to snap one for you...heehee... | |
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aka,om
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Joined: 12/6/2008
Msg: 1060 | |
| Leaves, and other noises
Posted: 8/24/2009 9:40:54 PM | | ^ I thought of that at the time, but his arms were folded waiting me out...so I lit a smoke instead, then told him to, please, call the cops..he wouldn't because that would of been like giving up his powerwhistle..lol | |
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aka,om
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Joined: 12/6/2008
Msg: 1061 | |
| Leaves, and other noises
Posted: 8/24/2009 9:42:24 PM | imp-art
Tonight, when you let down your hair,
Stars will fall out.
When you tie it up
It will be morning. | |
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aka,om
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Joined: 12/6/2008
Msg: 1062 | |
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Posted: 8/25/2009 3:54:10 PM | Woman Sprite
Spring rain
On a sidewalk
Spring
In her rise
She was smiling
When she sprinkled me
With her eyes | |
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Posted: 8/25/2009 9:48:18 PM | | I don't normally like rhyming poetry but, I love this one om! When it works like it did here... it takes you. Wonderful. | |
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aka,om
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Joined: 12/6/2008
Msg: 1065 | |
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Posted: 8/27/2009 5:50:24 PM | ^^ Thanks gals. I was thinking about that one for months..*chuckles
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The Secret of a Blackmoon (One Word)
Lifts one eyebrow
like she’s lifting a…
Ghosts don’t have pockets, just black tongues.
Anyways, right on, Bodyguard, Darkraven
Bullet and
Aardvark, she only has one light bulb! | |
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Posted: 8/29/2009 11:07:59 AM | dance parisien
a chorus line
of grass skirts
surrounded the house
and the wind
kicked up
a few
om, i have to agree with the ladies... lovely stuff of late... adored the tale of the artist... it's a blessing to be surrounded by creative energy, isn't it?
oh, and it would have been priceless to capture an image of you asking the wingnut to take your pic on the bike. rotf | |
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aka,om
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Joined: 12/6/2008
Msg: 1067 | |
| Leaves, and other noises
Posted: 9/5/2009 2:54:30 PM | By David Whyte
Throughout the ages, the language of poetry has held a special power to lend us courage, to give us the vision of those who endured and to hazard ourselves boldly in the world we must inhabit. The insights and imagery of poetry can take us beyond any small perimeter we have made for ourselves and call us to look life straight in the eyes. Once we establish ourselves at this conversational frontier, we find ourselves living amidst revelation, the recipients of visible and invisible help we could not previously recognize. Poetry tells us we can not only be found by a greater world, but also enlarge ourselves to become a participating element in that new future.
The task of the poet is to articulate the “it” in our lives, or our society’s lives - whatever “it” happens to be at any given time - and to try and overhear ourselves say something from which we cannot retreat.
Great poetry tells us that the stakes in life are very high and that failure is possible, yet it does not treat living as a burden. Suffering has its place in any human life, and in many ways is inescapable, yet it is also the hallmark of our incarnation, and one of the tasks of poetry is to show us how to walk into the middle of it and make a home, thus emboldening and deepening our generosity to others. | |
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Posted: 9/8/2009 11:53:57 PM | Poetry says nothing of the sort, and if anyone could divine that it did, they would be devoured alive....
The term poetry is derived from poesis
Poesis in Ancient greek simply means "process"
'esis' suffix means and extends the intention that life is continuous, in motion.
Hence many terms such as 'mythopoesis', ' | |
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Posted: 9/9/2009 12:08:28 AM | E T R Y
"The poet lives and writes at the frontier between deep internal experience and the revelations of the outer world."
they may be uniquely formed,
nor more
if I have them against me
or leaning
"There is no going back for the poet once this frontier has been reached; a new territory is visible and what has been said cannot be unsaid."
i have them in plain sight each day
they walk & they know me inside' and out
they arouse belief and kindness
" The discipline of poetry is in overhearing yourself say difficult truths from which it is impossible to retreat"
There are several theories regarding truth. One that is often used in this case is correspondence. It will be up to 50 years for you and you loved ones to even 'recognize' what is the 'truth', and that is purely allegorical a this time...you grandchildren will know a wee bit about 'discipline and poetry'
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Poetry is a break for freedom. In a sense all poems are good; all poems are an emblem of courage and the attempt to say the unsayable; but only a few are able to speak to something universal yet personal and distinct at the same time; to create a door through which others can walk into what previously seemed unobtainable realms, in the passage of a few short lines | |
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Posted: 9/9/2009 5:44:27 PM | poiesis :
suffix
Definition:
creation, formation, production
[< Greek poiēsis< poiein "make"]
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once upon a big blank space
someone drew
out a point
so far that it appeared
to come
to or from
nowhere at all
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hey om, i really enjoy dropping by your thread... something always seems to fall out when i do.
here's to poesy! | |
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aka,om
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Joined: 12/6/2008
Msg: 1072 | |
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Posted: 9/15/2009 12:33:13 AM | Hi folks, just passing by...
You're welcome, Jer. I enjoyed reading his thoughts.
As well, thanks for your post, Trulio. I suspect the quotes were from David Whyte.
I liked your final words also.
Cheers, stresscookie, glad you enjoy dropping by, letting things fall out. | |
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Posted: 9/15/2009 5:50:16 PM | "The task of the poet is to articulate the “it” in our lives, or our society’s lives - whatever “it” happens to be at any given time - and to try and overhear ourselves say something from which we cannot retreat."
I might have to have this engraved on parchment and stuck on the wall in front of my face for all time...
thanks for this especially.
mo | |
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aka,om
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Joined: 12/6/2008
Msg: 1074 | |
| Leaves, and other noises
Posted: 9/18/2009 11:37:59 PM | Np, Mo, feel free to stick it on the fridge too, eh..:)
and thanks for inspiring one.
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aka,om
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Joined: 12/6/2008
Msg: 1075 | |
| Leaves, and other noises
Posted: 9/19/2009 9:22:31 PM | | <-------That guy is soooo vain, he's going to skip posting here, just so he can be at the top of the next page...can you believe it? | |
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