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this morning
after the snow
stopped falling
i put a simple table
on the deck
below the trees
their branches
drooping happily.
i poured hot water
into a small japanese teapot,
dropped a bag
of sweet rose tea
into the steaming water
and sat on wooden chair
i dragged from the dining room.
the sun is bright and warm.
the wouth wind off the sea
is cool. i gather my vest around me
take a sip of the tea, i smile
and i know that i'm home.
 Jason Nigrelli
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Posted: 3/17/2009 11:53:37 AM
In an old graveyard...

Four lifetimes passed in
The venerable measure of trees
Since you met your death on the shore
Of an indian-haunted land, pale white hands
Grasping lilies and calico dresses gathered up
English sensibilities intact far from
England and you bled cut wide by
in august when the flies
swarm heaviest,
died because you left your home
and tried to take somebody else's,
because greedy men lie
and pretty young girls
died often then, mostly without
the help of indians

 Jason Nigrelli
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Msg: 78
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Posted: 3/18/2009 11:38:55 AM

Why must life be reduced
to the trivial,
the mundane, when the air is free
and the sky is endless?

My grandmother is gnarled
like some impossibly old tree
a different person than the
one that held me on her knee
not really but
sometimes it's hard
to see
I kiss her parchment
forehead and she asks me
about the whereabouts of
dead relatives, she says she
would rather be selling apples
and I believe her

How short and small our time
Together here,
To nurture love and
Hide from fear we journey
Long and solemn roads with
Sighing elms and peeping toads
And in the end I must suppose

It's the people we hold dear that
Make bearable our being here

(brought home from rosie's thread - Hi Rose! and thank you)
 Jason Nigrelli
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Posted: 3/20/2009 10:36:14 AM
Thank you for such glowing words given so freely and openly. Very much appreciated!

a cinquain brought home:

bellows out of
the mountain like a bull
elk in the rut for his cow and
I hear

 Jason Nigrelli
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Posted: 3/23/2009 7:39:29 AM
(first line last line thread - first line by WeAreOne)

moving as one through eternity
momentary moon craters
calcified remains of cretaceous creatures
along with glorified remnants of crumbled cities
columnar and cracked by wind and rain

dancing spheres in the eyes of pagan gods' broken
statuary and forgotten humility dance with me
toward the sun

 Jason Nigrelli
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Posted: 3/23/2009 7:42:23 AM

Nobody Likes a Critic

critical critics critiquing capsized capstan cables
conference candidly confiding courteous convivialities
concerning corrosion, condescension, and convalescence

carrion crows creeping carelessly carry critical cancers
coalescing (into) characteristically cowardly cable cars (of)
cardamon cellulose cougars cringing cyclically

casual cadences caterwaul coquettishly crippling causal
circumstance, condemning certain citizens, centaurs censure
criminal consciences, creating crabby chaos


 Jason Nigrelli
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Posted: 3/24/2009 1:48:20 PM
very nice ladies!

Killing Zulus

savages eating ice cream
on sunday mornings
watching cartoons
concoct witchcraft
in my kitchen

pots and pans create a
diorama of Anzio on
the linoleum, I will need
siege engines to carry
the day, meanwhile
the natives are
getting restless

the linguini alfredo
is not so good cold
the afternoon is
growing old like
too much pinot grigio
when I finally
Michael Caine

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Msg: 83
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Posted: 3/29/2009 1:10:18 PM
for rosie, on the road

from a shelf
of boxes and bags
i found an old sack
of loose pu ehr,
the tangled and gamey
high tea of china.
i bought the florid leaves
too long ago
in chinatown
on vancouver's grimey east side.
i took, from a high shelf,
a small pot, made in the mountains
of taiwan. a gift.
and i remembered
another gift, a tiny, delicate cup
made by hand in a japanese village
of potters. then a sprinkle of tea,
and a cascade of simple hot water
i sit behind the glass wall
in bright sun, and look into
the surrounding forest.
hummingbirds are here now
and they have brought the delicate season.
i enjoy my first sip,
savor the flowers on my tongue
and read the recluse poet stonehouse:

"i live far off in the wild
where moss and woods are thick
and plants perfumed.
i can see mountains
rain or shine
and never hear market noise.
i light a few leaves in my stove
to heat tea. to patch my robe
i cut off a cloud.
a lifetime seldom fills a hundred years.
why suffer for profit and fame?"

translated by red pine/bill porter
 Jason Nigrelli
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Posted: 3/31/2009 5:24:22 AM
Nice writes Trulio! You are on fire lately, my friend...

And Lipo - I see you have a crush on Rosie too! And you live a lot closer. B a s t a r d!
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Msg: 85
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Posted: 3/31/2009 6:51:57 AM
wals ..... i used "**stard" to
begin each line of this poem.
what fun! thanks!

butter drops in the tea.
a few spring flowers.
settled in a sake' cup.
time, breath by breath,
asks me to be simple.
rooms of life in shadow.
drops of buttered tea on my tongue.
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Msg: 86
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Posted: 3/31/2009 1:55:03 PM
a cup of sweet rose steaming at hand
i sit under the flowering trees,
hummingbirds etching rivers
in the air, right and left.
i sigh, take a taste of her,
and read stone house again:

"i entered the mountains
and learned to be dumb.
usually i can 't even
open my mouth.
i don't point out
the mistakes of others.
my own faults
are what i'm after.
the tea is done,
the stove is red,
the moon is up,
the windows are white.
who's learned to see through
this perishable world?
fishing from a rock
the recluse sat alone.
 Jason Nigrelli
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Posted: 4/9/2009 10:14:19 PM

Why I'm Not Write

In the spring I think asian
antiquities are bargains and frogs croak
thorbs and joros in my ear

In the rain I drink tequilla
and thank god I am not queer

Inciting riots and indian dances among ants and black
romances I polish mirrors that are cloudy and
should be clear

If misfortune were my fancy and worldly pleasures
not entrance me
I'll write a helluva lot better
late next year

 Jason Nigrelli
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Posted: 4/12/2009 12:03:13 PM
Nice write geni007, thanks for sharing it here, and welcome!

Happy Easter All!!!

Christ rose in ether and
Eternal mists
To rejoin his father
In the palace in the
 Jason Nigrelli
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Msg: 89
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Posted: 4/16/2009 7:08:37 PM

sick with liquor
poison melancholy
the night before has exploded

 Jason Nigrelli
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Msg: 90
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Posted: 4/19/2009 8:13:31 AM
Nice, shudden! God it's been years since I've had coffee milk! Great stuff...Goes really well with a "fluffernutter" - a true Rhode Island regional delicacy!!!

Passionless pages lull me to
Sleep with gestapo cadences.
Does everyone always have to be so fvcking

Ohhhh Spring!
Ohhhh Love!
Ohhhh Togetherness!
What a bunch of bvllshit!

Life at it's very best
Contains more pain than

So why pretend?
If you want escapism in your empty lives
Watch a sitcom.
If you are prepared to embrace the totality of existence
Write a poem.
 Jason Nigrelli
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Posted: 4/20/2009 3:11:13 PM

Infernal messengers of a false redemption
Captivate my soul with
All the colors of the rainbow but still
I must try to be a good man

Can you stop screaming at me with your
Fields of purple wheat and repugnant kittens?
Are you enlightened or naive when you scream
Love at the endless darkness
Screaming soulless nightmares of
The absolute truth almost
Too much to bear
Burning in a selfish arrogance
Masquerading as
Falsify the dawn
I dare you
Milk clean and fresh
From sacred cows
Boils on the flaming altars of
False gods who will burn your flesh off
Given half a chance
Will you join the lengthy line
Of sheep spewing pearly
Gibberish, will you hug me as
My flesh is seared from
The bone?

Sacred stone circles were erected
For a reason
The darkness must always
Be kept at bay

 Jason Nigrelli
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Posted: 4/26/2009 8:46:42 AM

There was a moment today,
sunny and fortunate,
when treacle tastes whispered
unnamed things in ant's ears
and the heat blew off the land
to lift a sombrero,
and I saw you.

Leaning into the breeze,
Skirts flapping long wingbeats of
Gossamer cranes, you came with
Spinning windvanes and other
Alternative sources of
Sincere delight.
Childlike and irreverent,
You took my hand in your
Grasp that had evolved for
Eons in the sultry monsoons of
God's eyes.

My garden has one red tulip
Lit up by the sun like a child's balloon
Inevitably released
To fly away.

 Jason Nigrelli
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Posted: 5/1/2009 8:56:47 AM
Wash Me To Death

Rain can wash clean
Or drown
I've always had a hard time
Coming down

Grass is thirsty
And growing now
Providing food for
Sacred cows

Water gift from
Kindly gods
Make me clean
I feel so odd

I stare at the sky
My mouth agape
Fill me rain
With death's escape

 Jason Nigrelli
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Posted: 5/4/2009 7:43:07 AM
Lichen Lessons

Fungus grows slowly,
A bright effusion gaining momentum
On ancient rock canvasses
Painted by the breath of God in
Irridescent hues of
Creeping compassion.

Such tentative life cannot be
Grasped by mortal minds,
Such patience and
Asceticism garnered from
Decades of conversation with the
Unyielding stone must yield a
Mushroom wisdom
Pertinent and

Can we learn their
Lichen lessons?
Could we ever attain such a
Simple state of
 Jason Nigrelli
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Posted: 5/4/2009 7:51:12 AM
Thank you Rosie my friend! I take the inspiration as it comes. LOL! Your threads have been packed with good writing lately - that must make you happy! Take care sweetie!
 Jason Nigrelli
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Posted: 5/4/2009 11:31:30 AM
The Trials of Christ

Why did Mary have ONE baby?
Two would have been better, maybe,
To share that burden so demanding,
To take that Roman reprimanding.

Christ must have been one lonely guy
His father so far away across the sky
No siblings to offer their support
No blueprint to follow of any sort...


"My best gift is given freely
With heartfelt sound
I wish my brothers would come around
I guess their not so touchy-feely

These thorns are biting
This cross is leaden
Where the hell are
All my brethren?"


"No worries, I am free
From this world where no one gets me.
Dad I'm comin' back up those cloudy stairs
Some freakin' Roman just stabbed me with a spear!

I guess I gotta take a quick tour of the infernal land
Maybe my tour guide Dante can lend a hand
Then I'm off again to the realm unseen
Makin' love to beauty queens!"


He cried religion after religion
Not believing he was dead
The giveaway however was
The ninety-nine virgins on his bed.

"Islam isn't all that bad", Christ said,
Undressing and preparing for bed.
"I'll have to catch up with dad sometime later
Cause right now I'm horny as an alligator!"

 Jason Nigrelli
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Posted: 5/6/2009 6:57:03 AM
Wise words, my friend and thank you.
Sometimes i seek to tear down some of the
Oppressive grey tenement building egos that
Loom over me, blotting out the sun.
But i'm really just here to have some fun.


If I let every fool
that didn't get me
get to me
my life would be an
endless exercise in

Rather I laugh and
what they never even did in
the first place, since they don't exist,
the world doesn't
and if I project fools
they will pop up like
after a
heavy rain.

Thanks for stoppin' by sweetie pie!
 Jason Nigrelli
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Posted: 5/6/2009 7:36:23 AM

forget the why
I might as well forget the air
my bike is for arriving
not departing

I know it isn't fuccing fair
the pedals stick
the thing moves hardly

good thing I'm already there

(brought home from last line repeated stanzas, first line courtesy of Thorby)
 Jason Nigrelli
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Posted: 5/6/2009 8:16:10 AM

how I love and
hate the

old Roman cursive
a ligature of
E and T

elegant workhorse
marble column with fluted
capitals supporting
arcatraves of
tender worship
belief in
the god of

facile facilitator
you are dreaming this dream of
not I

loop and coil your
french curves
around some other

I don't fear
your smoke and mirrors.

 Jason Nigrelli
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Posted: 5/7/2009 6:42:20 PM
thank you elements! welcome to the prophetic tea drinker's thread..."a nearby lake sent mists into the trees..." very cool...nice to see ya!

Trulio..."umbellata"...I think I will name my first born daughter umbellata...what a great word...or maybe Chimafilla Umbellata...even better!

Bear woman, you lusty buccaneer you, 'nuff said...LOL
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