-----Original Message----- From: MarshaV [mailto:[EMAIL PROTECTED] Sent: Thursday, August 14, 2008 3:37 AM To: [EMAIL PROTECTED] Subject: Re: [MD] poetry
----- Original Message ----- From: "Krimel" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> To: <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> Sent: Wednesday, August 13, 2008 9:58 PM Subject: Re: [MD] poetry > SA > If you could Krimel, please add another line in your verse. The rhythm of > this poem is 3 line verse then 2 line verse, thus, 3-2-3-2... It would > help > to retain the integrity of this renga. Anyways, since the one before what > you wrote was a two liner, then its' a great honor for you, I would say, > to > have the opportunity to express even more on this three line turn in which > you took. > > thanks. It would be much appreciated. > > [Krimel] > I broke the rule, > I am such a tool. > > But the two I wrote really when with the three before so I broke another > rule I'm afraid... > >> >> The bright moon, >> the wind moves leaves - >> geese not seen. >> >> Flight across the pond, well met >> A being bigger than names >> >> raindrops on the roof >> dead leaf oceans scattering >> who knocks at the door? >> >> Weeping willow, strong old oak, >> fire dancing from ancient skies. >> >> Fresh sweet cool air >> Solid comfort >> Deep stillness within the rush >> >> Here..., It..., Is..., desiring, >> galaxies, and swollen breasts. >> >> the wind stirs >> sick, achy, resting >> quiet sun shines >> >> Change flowers in the wanting >> Petals inform beauty, grace >> >> In milky way embrace >> Lustful Impassioned ethereal whisps >> Of angels breath in starry skies >> >> Nothing, her darkness shining, >> words unwritten, waves unseen. >> >> Her hair hung lovely as >> the autumns dusk, >> Her eyes dark almonds >> >> ...by a neurosurgical stroke so fine >> I find myself completely out of my mind.. >> >> clouds and blue, >> earth dripping cold water >> - Get over it now! >> >> Laughing, calling, babbling, >> this river flows well. >> >> unseen beneath trees >> flowing ocean >> of Glowing tune of autumn >> >> dreaming of approval, approval, approval >> the starving child who never sleeps >> >> on my PC, >> hours pass like minutes pass like seconds on my >> PC. my childs weeping in his sleep >> >> Leaf drops overhead >> - I move out of the way. >> >> Into a future without flow, >> under a sky no longer blue, >> but with its calling no less true. >> >> I wrote for you then, like Cyrano, >> Words I would never speak. >> >> the autumn leaves pile by the door >> I almost hear the rustle of her dress >> how can I bring my aching heart to rest >> >> Skin is green, wart on her nose, >> bitchy as hell, has webbed toes. >> >> one gray squirrel now five, >> stomach fur, snow lays, teeth push, >> - more white by the moment! >> >> a preview of things to come, >> as the dog takes in the heat. >> >> Cold night, cold light, >> thoughts falling from the trees. >> Wind chimes, rabbit rhythms, dancing sea. >> >> reborn now, chimeric, chameleonic >> a goddess, she thought was she >> >> Poetic stereotypes, often called tropes, >> Include things like women, graphic pain, >> and darkness. >> >> On the edge of a long fall, >> breathing you, memory and dream. >> >> Creativities code... >> Art must do! >> What art does! >> >> in this quietness >> - what ya doin'! >> >> island of senses, She sighs, >> Isness shines and sings, >> slowly to See. Ecstasy... >> >> Is your world stale? >> Colors, poems - beautify!!!! >> >> When I die, let it be >> calling for Her. >> Ma, Mother of all names. >> >> Small hand searching for treasure. >> Placing it on your heart. There! >> >> Giggle the time scale and rocks roll. >> Mountains, crumble and erode >> The fractal forms of valleys flow >> >> All things cleave and shatter >> Zoom in, Zoom out, refocus. >> >> Night smoke smelled >> Chimney's burning long >> - snow is icy. >> >> Spring winds in the trees now, >> Cold then warm then... >> >> A germ on the pincer of mite >> On the leg of an ant on the back of an elephant >> Climbs a mountain like a pimple on the planet >> >> When things cleave they only matter >> If you zoom in, zoom out and refocus. >> >> hocus-pocus, distorted locus >> only has meaning >> when out of focus >> >> Focused is as focused does >> When contemplating navel fuzz > > A smile unveils the white of budding teeth > And belies the sleepless nights > That brought them to light screaming > > the dream is now lived - a niche! > I can now express this way. > A skip of faith, as mystical as can be, think, and you will see. Or leap across a chasm And fritter your days free falling Moq_Discuss mailing list Listinfo, Unsubscribing etc. http://lists.moqtalk.org/listinfo.cgi/moq_discuss-moqtalk.org Archives: http://lists.moqtalk.org/pipermail/moq_discuss-moqtalk.org/ http://moq.org.uk/pipermail/moq_discuss_archive/
