Bachus
on When I wake... by Topaz Servias
28 Dec 2002, 8:00 PM
that was lip cervasa.???
no rick, but your face is.b
veddy veddy nice.
one of the ten best poems on this site. hands down. if not, than the best in the subject it deals upon.
beautiful.
You have obviously been hanging out with GW or this is just a southern California thing..
reverse psykoolidgy.
Why is a clear sky "sullen"? What is a "patch of dreams"? What does "With in my hands" mean? Do you mean "within"? Tears "is"? Is it just one tear? The dentures part crack me up and for that I will give you a point and then take it away because of the horrific last line.
where do all commetns go when they die?
where ae your mention of aids? lightening fast as they all should be
where is your verse about Botte de Nuit?
So are you like getting married now. And is this a poem or a journal entry? Do you really need to have a connection with someone to talk about heaven and hell? There is a restaurant down the street from my house. Most likely 50 paces. I bet I could run down there now, sit at the bar, and after a drink just to establish my presence could bring up heaven or hell or god or sex or any other subject without having a connection with the person I brought it up to. It is called conversation with a stranger. Are you like 15 and tied to your hormones, because if so, then forgive me. Everything at that age is so dramatic. It is life without a soundtrack.
jesus christ you're fucking amazing, and your shimmy...geez, it glistens like a slug on a beer can.???
what does blue balls mean?
why oddly?
were you sitting or lying?
ARE YOU A HAIRY BOTTER?
Excuding -> Exuding.
the second to last stanza stumbles for me. it feels like too much "and now a pause for reflection" -- maybe skinning it some and breaking it apart would help. I like the piece overall, and the end cinches it well.
"melody in a cage", I like the metaphor. Do You like Robert Frost?
Very NIce, "Whom is the correct grammar", don't worry. I also feel that" Then I first espied her.
She had beauty to excess!
A laugh to shiver spines -
A Galician princess.
What mystic Yorkshire root
Was stirred in quiemada?
What supernatural spice
Was robbed from heaven's larder?"
is very descriptive in imagery.
yodeling in the valley. a delicious break from potatos.$
ermp?
very nice.
Lolipop...I like this....one of my favorite songs, My Michelle..good old GNR....9
settle. i must tell you the truth....i'm Tom York. http://www.gangbox.com/mp3/Ho'ope%20ia%2 0e%20kahuna%20kai%20o.mp3