Ask not for whom the dull doleful bell is tearfully tolling…
But be assured:-
It’s not your beauty nor genius it’s extolling¡!
(For ex’s everywhere – may they never have the disappointment of getting what they think they want – and with profuse apologies to John Donne.)
~#§-§#~
My poetic feet are less than fleet and mither in the mire,
I’ve bones too weak, a shade antique; I perch before the fire,
Night mist pervades - the draft of shades¿? The muse so wan and pale,
Drowned, all my words, mute lowing herds, beset by chilling hail!
See¿? Not a scintilla of scintillation, left about my person,
Art’s chatoyant sheen, is now ‘has been’, so dull in its conversion,
Gripes judged as jaded by the jury and steeped in dun dune dust,
…Or maybe the rain’s spread from my heart and I’ve begun to rust!¡
~#§-§#~
Thisbe Thorpe could only gawp as Grant garrotted Gary; a ghastly game of triangular shame. …Unless you count in Larry¡!
…And Ben
…And Tom
…And John
…And Harry.
…And Barry¡!
~#§-§#~
Jack Spratt would eat no fat
His wife would eat no carbs,
And so to meet the compromise,
They lived on phenobarbs!¡
(For two thirds of the population of the world it is not what they can eat, but what they cannot!)
~#§-§#~
“In my youth” said the sage, “There was always my rage,
To follow each fatwaha or feud, but Alzheimer’s has made me
Less hate and more… vaguely… I need notes to whom to be rude!
~#§-§#~
Blithe burnished barbs of bronze and brass, gilt glisten in the gloom,
Retorts’ imports, escort purports, the meanings to exhume
Yet old drawn ashes sapped of heat, can no longer blaze…
Entropy dementia frees and dissipates to greys…
Yet if not glimpsed the glint remains, keen and clearly clever
Is ageing then just what we’ve gleaned…¿?
Perhaps I’ll live forever!¡
~#§-§#~
My scansion is the stanchion I stand my sad curds on… my verse a curse just too perverse, it really is quite wrong!¡
So will I stop¿?
I just cannot¡!
These words need novel kneading – I pile drive… and must now shrive… but thank you for the reading!¡
More strips flayed from silica trips… detritus of a sandstorm,
Profuse apologies to those that read – this wordsmith’s simply subnorm!¡
Author notes
Written March 29th, 2006
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I really like the way you use internal rhyme and alliteration. It's oh so clever and remarkably well done.
Sincerely,
Leo Long -
you really have a way with words. your like mother goose only a little less conserative.
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It looks as though we all nicked out for a smoko last spring and forgot to come back- it was a needed break for this girl. That being said...I'm feeling that old familiar 'need' to read- and fall in love with words. Not just any words, but the kind that roll off the tongue, tickle the mind, bounce high off the soul and land right in one's pocket, just over the heart. Cheers for making my return a delight. x
You still got it, you cheeky pom.
Tills
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I love these little collections of yours, I snort them down for a quick humour fix.... Thanks!
Kyla X -
I have not for some strange quirk not commeneted on this- it is brilliant!
David -
I've dashed about and headlong found
your wordage to flay myself on
a bit of this a jab of that
and a lessening of tension
bereft I am of rhyme (or reason)
but glad to sail this wagon
upon the shore where sand has bore
your script for me to land on
(shaking my head at my inept attempt to humour you with my aspersions)
how goes it over yonder
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I loved your references/usage and borrowing from other authors. Your literary devices made me laugh out loud; thank you for sharing this.
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This is very interesting. Ive never read anything quite like it! Great job, i love all the different thoughts and how theyre just sort of meshed together. Great work! Keeep it up!
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loved this and ex's do deserve to be called that
keep writeing if you dare after all ink is a petrolium product and therfore will be supporting bush and cheney
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very good/ interesting form... very good language/
well done
i enjoyed this
jess -
You are very welcome – I would consider it an honour to be quoted¡! While as a pedagogue and a father, I have heard – “he said¡!” before – I don’t think it was ever quite so flattering¡!
I have never been very good at readings… although I do almost always read them aloud to myself – the falsetto quaver of a public reading somewhat detracts from poetry – I’ll bear you in mind should I need a narrator! …Do you like long as well¿?
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Art's chatoyant sheen. Thanks you for sending me hurtling to my dictionary and for giving me a word-of-the-day.
Thanks also for your lines:-
My scansion is the stanchion I stand my sad curds on… my verse a curse just too perverse, it really is quite wrong!¡
So will I stop¿?
I just cannot¡!
These words need novel kneading – I pile drive… and must now shrive… but thank you for the reading!
I would really enjoy reading this out at my next poetry group meeting (assuming your permission of course).
I Thank you for sharing your silver slivers of wonderful words.
Jim. -
Yeah – that is what you call scraping the bottom of the barrel to find the bright side… nice to see you around again… whoever you are…
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It's nice, innit?!
Wonderful! Excellent! Superb!
But enough about me, more about you!
Love them all, but me fave is the Alzheimers one. I resemble that remark!
Forgetfully yours,
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You'll want to come back for more ...
This is delightful ... what a fab' read! Particularly love the "profuse apologies to John Donne" (one of my favourite poets). The words flow within the framework very well and I think the humour that leaks out now and again is delicious! -
Very intereting and entertaining. This is the first piece that i have read written like this but its good.
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Very Very Very Good
That was a really tight poem, I really enjoyed that. The way that you put it all together, really hit home, Keep up the good work and read my works sometime!
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Well...this is...interesting...I mean I've never come across this style o' writting...So far this is my first encounter...It's so funny...It sounds like a number o' poems in one, but all beautifully written...I love it...Peace
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I really enjoy your use of alliteration. I don't get most of the name dropping, but that just goes to show my ignorance of many things. I love this verse:
Jack Spratt would eat no fat
His wife would eat no carbs,
And so to meet the compromise,
They lived on phenobarbs!¡
Nice write.
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Great
Most entertaining. Nothing at all to apologise for there!
I'll be back to read more as soon as time allows
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