This one rolls around in the surreal. There is no scene, only props flickering like shadows on the back of a cave wall. The plot explains that there are permanent things and we are not one of them. All dirt was probably once something alive and we are obstinate of our temporary nature even when the smell clings to us.
Hmmm I missed this one somehow.. I particularly like these works which relate to, and associate humanity and earth. It's always been one of the ways I see things from a "sitting on the outside looking in" (or soaring overhead looking down as the case may be) perspective. HNY! ..in case I didn't wish you one previously =)
Thank you so much for taking the time with this. I too like that theme and consciously try to break from it in some poems so I don't just tell the same story over and over...but not in this one! And HNY to you too.
Being that I have the memory of a goldfish I admire anyone who can do what you do! There's something very beautiful about your delivery dont know what it is yet.
It's like I've been saying ALL DAY LOL Life is a white canvas that we create with our minds and actions. People will say we must do our duty to God and act but really the truth is behind the world around us. If we sat back and just watched, life goes on.
Rumor about blank canvases? LOL I said it on a couple people's vids haha. It's my basic out look on life lately. Any problems we had. Shit it's a white canvas, make it what we want to make it LOL. I'm somewhat of nihilist so I guess that's why the poem kinda made sense to me.
As has been said many times, the best writers dive deep, and you can tell it by the small collisions in the mind before you realize you're in deft hands. At which point, you take the ride and shout, Weee!
Superb, Lo: which, to me, means it would stand up to the scrutiny of any editor at any number of top-shelf literary magazines.
("You are walking on a planet
made of the dead"--now, there's a line!)
What a terrific roller coaster of a poem! A verbal amusement park of Sweet Delight.
for such a tiny spectacle you sure burn bright and hot! the thrill of your poetry is immediate, fuller apprehension, real love and understanding of it takes longer, of course, it's so dense! and immensely satisfying to linger over your words, letting them soak in and sear
I love the idea of letting words "soak in and sear." I'm stealing that for a poem! You guys are my some of my favorite readers--I love that you're out there.
This is incredible; the way you use enjambment to create a momentum and the way you bring this out in your reading is great. Also, one of my favourite Beckett quotes. I think I'll have to return to this tomorrow when I am more awake. Thanks for contributing it to the competition and supporting artistic freedom.
Terrific first time through, better the second. There is a visceral pleasure in your turn of phrase, such that it takes a while to sink into the depth of your meaning. Worth waiting for.
Dash: Thanks. I appreciate your input, being that I am a huge fan of your stuff. Do you think it's kinda similar thematically with that last poem you posted?
It has everything and nothing in common with Birds Of Paradox, would be a response of profound pretension. The more I think about it though, its probably the best answer I can give. Your poem is certainly a brilliantly different take, on the matter in question.
Your poetry is such that I cannot digest it all in one sitting. Like a leopard who hides its prey in the tree, I have to keep coming back for more nourishment, until it is fully consumed.
if only my mind's igor could be marty feldman,
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@jamesraymondsmith Marty Feldman makes a good igor.
tinySpectacle 2 weeks ago
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Professoranton 1 year ago
Cousins slipped into the skin of the earth, that is a wonderful line
andrewnorris1 2 years ago
another fine piece of work.well done.
wonderstufffan 2 years ago
You never cease to inspire me:-)
RayneDrops4Ever 3 years ago
This one rolls around in the surreal. There is no scene, only props flickering like shadows on the back of a cave wall. The plot explains that there are permanent things and we are not one of them. All dirt was probably once something alive and we are obstinate of our temporary nature even when the smell clings to us.
pstaight 3 years ago
I like this logic :
"Stars
dont complain that they do not wish
to burn and therefore believe
they are cold streams."
I like this way of thinking
and saying.
F3loniousMonk 3 years ago
Thank you so much. That is one of my favorite lines in here. I kept trying to figure out how to say it!
tinySpectacle 3 years ago
Hmmm I missed this one somehow.. I particularly like these works which relate to, and associate humanity and earth. It's always been one of the ways I see things from a "sitting on the outside looking in" (or soaring overhead looking down as the case may be) perspective. HNY! ..in case I didn't wish you one previously =)
jcmegabyte 3 years ago
Thank you so much for taking the time with this. I too like that theme and consciously try to break from it in some poems so I don't just tell the same story over and over...but not in this one! And HNY to you too.
tinySpectacle 3 years ago
wonderful poem.
It is a view I sometimes see, but not always. You paint that fatalistic view really well.
Nyhee7 3 years ago
Wow....that inspired me. Now i wabt to write something now. Always love your words...
DRU131 3 years ago
Being that I have the memory of a goldfish I admire anyone who can do what you do! There's something very beautiful about your delivery dont know what it is yet.
visionghost 3 years ago
Nice of you to say. Thanks.
tinySpectacle 3 years ago
It's like I've been saying ALL DAY LOL Life is a white canvas that we create with our minds and actions. People will say we must do our duty to God and act but really the truth is behind the world around us. If we sat back and just watched, life goes on.
IraqIsWhack 3 years ago
IraquisWack: So YOU'RE THE ONE that's been spreading that roomer about blank canvases--ah, ha.
It's nice to hear that my point came through..you're a good reader. Thanks so much.
tinySpectacle 3 years ago
Rumor about blank canvases? LOL I said it on a couple people's vids haha. It's my basic out look on life lately. Any problems we had. Shit it's a white canvas, make it what we want to make it LOL. I'm somewhat of nihilist so I guess that's why the poem kinda made sense to me.
IraqIsWhack 3 years ago
As has been said many times, the best writers dive deep, and you can tell it by the small collisions in the mind before you realize you're in deft hands. At which point, you take the ride and shout, Weee!
Superb, Lo: which, to me, means it would stand up to the scrutiny of any editor at any number of top-shelf literary magazines.
("You are walking on a planet
made of the dead"--now, there's a line!)
What a terrific roller coaster of a poem! A verbal amusement park of Sweet Delight.
twohawksfucking 3 years ago 2
Roy, of course, coming from you this means so much. In fact, I now officially like your comment on my poem better than my poem! :)
Thanks, Lo
tinySpectacle 3 years ago
for such a tiny spectacle you sure burn bright and hot! the thrill of your poetry is immediate, fuller apprehension, real love and understanding of it takes longer, of course, it's so dense! and immensely satisfying to linger over your words, letting them soak in and sear
medicinesocks 3 years ago
I love the idea of letting words "soak in and sear." I'm stealing that for a poem! You guys are my some of my favorite readers--I love that you're out there.
All my best,
Lo
tinySpectacle 3 years ago
Awesome! 5*
MsWriteNow 3 years ago
Thanks for stopping by.
tinySpectacle 3 years ago
This is incredible; the way you use enjambment to create a momentum and the way you bring this out in your reading is great. Also, one of my favourite Beckett quotes. I think I'll have to return to this tomorrow when I am more awake. Thanks for contributing it to the competition and supporting artistic freedom.
RowanFortuneWood 3 years ago 2
Rowan: Thanks so much! I'm so mortified that I misspelled Beckett. Would you believe me if I told you that was the American spelling? No?
tinySpectacle 3 years ago
"the minds Igor skulking about,
errand boy for the articulation of you." /em Limping fingers shuffle across the keyboard, ummmm yes master...ummmm goooood! :-)
MrDaMan 3 years ago 2
MrDaMan: Thanks. cool comment.
tinySpectacle 3 years ago
Terrific first time through, better the second. There is a visceral pleasure in your turn of phrase, such that it takes a while to sink into the depth of your meaning. Worth waiting for.
dashpoet 3 years ago 2
Dash: Thanks. I appreciate your input, being that I am a huge fan of your stuff. Do you think it's kinda similar thematically with that last poem you posted?
tinySpectacle 3 years ago
It has everything and nothing in common with Birds Of Paradox, would be a response of profound pretension. The more I think about it though, its probably the best answer I can give. Your poem is certainly a brilliantly different take, on the matter in question.
dashpoet 3 years ago
Fair enough! :)
tinySpectacle 3 years ago
Love the ending.
janeczka 3 years ago
I agree! This was excellent.
ninapoetry 3 years ago
Nina: Thanks, I'm a big fan of your stuff, as you know.
tinySpectacle 3 years ago
Jeneczka: Thanks so much.
tinySpectacle 3 years ago
you've tickled my grey matter once again you little devil....how i love thee.
artworkslive 3 years ago
Art: It's an official love-a-thon then because the feeling is mutual.
tinySpectacle 3 years ago
Your poetry is such that I cannot digest it all in one sitting. Like a leopard who hides its prey in the tree, I have to keep coming back for more nourishment, until it is fully consumed.
Wizjkahna 3 years ago
Wizkahna: Thanks so much. Cool comment!
tinySpectacle 3 years ago
Okay, I will call off my team of lawyers that were going to sue you for not posting ;P
Fantastic..... 5*
DavidRandallCurtis 3 years ago
David: I eat your pitiful threats for breakfast, sprinkled over my Captain Crunch. Ha, ha, ha!
tinySpectacle 3 years ago
... fun, funny, funnier, funniest. Not for me, I know, but your sharp and pointy jousting is enjoyed, none-the-less!
dashpoet 3 years ago 2