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    Default The Wet End

    I was shaking hands with myself
    And my arm came off.

    "Officer, Officer", I said
    "My arm's come off".
    But he didn't turn around
    So I hit him behind the knees
    With the wet end.

    He went right over.
    So I walked around the square
    Hitting everone else behind the knees
    With the wet end.

    Soon they were all kneeling
    As I stood
    Waving my arm
    With its wet end.

    I felt so good
    I took off my left leg.

    I held my arm in one hand
    And my leg in the other
    Above my head.

    Then I hopped around the square
    Hitting the first head with my arm
    And then the next head
    With my leg,

    Screaming at the top of my voice,
    "The wet end! The wet end! The wet end!"

    Victor.


    Notes-
    This needs no explanation.
    In fact it has no explanation.

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    LOL are you Shel Silverstein?

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    Quote Originally Posted by Jack Flak View Post
    LOL are you Shel Silverstein?
    Thanks for telling me about Shel Silverstein. I am looking at his site right now.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Jack Flak View Post
    LOL
    Actually, "The Wet End", does have an explanation -

    I started out frustrated and suppressed, then I became angry which turned into exuberance.

    And this is quite like me - I am fairly easily suppressed but then I burst out, and when I discover I am free, I become exuberant.

    And yes, I did some Reichian therapy and I discovered that when I stop suppressing myself, I become exuberant.

    And I think this is best expressed for me in dancing - after all, we dance in delight.

    And as you recognise, the poem is not literally true but it is emotionally true.

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    Default The Fish in the Pond

    It was a flash of light
    From a pink and silver scale.
    Then it disappeared completely
    In the blackness.

    There it is again
    The sweetest pink
    Causing me to pause
    And look again.

    Two scales!
    And where there are two there might be three
    But back into the darkness again.
    How frustrating.

    The merest glimpse, then blackness.
    Then three or four
    They are articulated and moving together
    They look alive.

    The heliopause gives meaning to the solar system
    And so the pause between scales gives meaning
    It takes time to believe the flash is real
    And longer to guess they may mean: fish.

    In the lap of Black Mountain is a pond in the shape of a teardrop
    But abandoned and black.
    An eye put out.

    I trickled cool, clean water into the eye
    It blinked and opened
    Into the most georgeous, clear pond.

    I became responsible for saving its life.
    It had everything:
    Sunlight, green weeds, water spiders and Kingfishers,
    And even a family of kangaroos.

    It was the most beautiful eye
    And lacked nothing but a pupil.

    With all the exquite timing of an eye surgeon,
    I introduced a goldfish, a golden pupil.

    When I looked into the cool, clear pond,
    The pond looked back and
    Could see the merest flash of scale behind my eye,
    Kindling instant desire.

    But what a shy fish it is
    That plays behind my eyes
    And what a bold fish I have created in the lap of Black Mountain.

    They are separate, they are separate
    And long to be together, so much
    They are in pain. They are in pain together.
    In the most beautiful park, the Botanic Gardens.

    Beauty and pain are married here today
    In the lap of Black Mountain,
    Witnessed by a Kingfisher, a kangaroo and a koala,
    Midwives to a birth behind my eyes,
    Which wide open, see the golden pond
    And half shut, become the pond,
    In love with a fish.

    Ah, my love.

    Victor.


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    The Australian Botanic Gardens are on Black Mountain, not far from me.
    I discovered a small disused pond which I brought to life.
    But the pond lacked something, so I added a fish.
    And the pond was perfect.

    I would visit the pond everyday together with a small family of kangaroos, a koala and a kingfisher.

    I fell in love with the pond. But it was a secret pond in a disused corner and unknown to the gardeners.

    It was all mine.

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    Quote Originally Posted by LadyJaye View Post
    Fine. I'll repost what I put up earlier. It's a pantoum.
    I had to look up pantoum, too. Interesting constraint form; seems rather NT. You have pwn'd it soundly, and with an expressive NF sensibility.

    It's just not fair.
    I'm not a procrastinator. I'm a long-term planner.

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    I really loved your pantoum, Lady Jaye! I love those old poetry forms. I wrote a villanelle in grad school--perhaps I'll post it.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Tallulah View Post
    I wrote a villanelle in grad school--perhaps I'll post it.
    Well, now you have to.




    I wrote a lot of strange - (I don't know what you'd call it; stream of consciousness stuff?) when I was younger, as well as a bit of fiction. Back in my college daze, I wrote a Markov chain generator program, and fed it a bunch of this stuff as source text. It then generated a lot of gibberish, but I thought some of the phrases it came up with were interesting, and saved them. Here's a few of them:

    uncomfortably vivid evidence of creativity

    He pushed up a dream from my mind

    synapses in a wild dance of self awareness

    the barrel of a yawn

    It is now.

    to gaze with lifeless intensity at the depths of a vortex of expression

    the feelingless nothingness of impending excitement

    eagerly burrowed deeper, ever deeper, into a soul that left behind a frenzied staccato in his nerves, relentlessly creeping and friction, a menacing rumble

    Soul mists within me wind themselves around the rage builds within me wind themselves into the saliva splattering across the atmosphere in a dream from nerve to bone

    its life, its life, its self awareness

    to tamper with anticipation

    a freedom disconnected

    embraced in a halt

    energy flows from my creation of glass in a mutual captivity

    the universe collapsed into a spasm of arbitrary complexity

    The sterile intelligence of data

    the universe collapsed into a searing scream

    glass in a minor key

    the rage within me has gained momentum

    Soul mists within me wind themselves into a warning of creativity

    He gropes for his hideous face.
    I'm not a procrastinator. I'm a long-term planner.

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    Here is my poem about LadyJaye's poem withdrawl...


    LadyJaye's Poem

    The mighty sun had risen
    But the frost seemed all to certain to form
    When through my window, sitting still
    I saw it
    A Poem
    By LadyJaye

    I ran hither and tither to see it
    But alas, for it was gone!
    "I'll never, hark! NEVER! show you my poem!"
    She cried with a clutched fists
    O lords of the heavens!
    O mothers of my lament!
    O fathers of my misfourtune!
    Why hast I been forsaken
    From LadyJayes poem!
    Surely my life is but one weed in a bed of flowers!
    Surely I am squarely in the crosshairs of misfourtune's great rifle!

    Ho, how will I live?
    Without breath I would suffocate!
    Without food I would perish!
    Without blood I would surely fall numb!
    But without LadyJayes poem all hast gone to dire waste!
    For these three passions are not without reason to be alive to use them!

    I have been striken, like hot iron
    Bloodied and gutted, like the finest of lambs!
    What ho, for my misery is like the sun's warmth
    Ho! Harken! Doth! Ye!

    ...


    ...

    uh...

    What Ho!


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    You're so far unfallible, Victor.

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