replying on Sonata for Robin and Poet by Dovina
7 Nov 2005, 3:27 PM
Okay, if you'll fight the system and give a comment, here's your shin-kick: Truckers should get double-taxed because without them bridges could be half as strong.
replying on Sonata for Robin and Poet by Dovina
7 Nov 2005, 2:53 PM
Thank you.
replying on Sonata for Robin and Poet by Dovina
7 Nov 2005, 2:08 PM
"That's what us robins do." lol. It's the only poem I posted this week, which makes it the best. lol. And I don't find much poop in what you're saying.
on When Did You Walk Away? by TLRufener
7 Nov 2005, 2:05 PM
The question always has to be asked, when exactly did a separatiion of friends really happen? It's not when one of them walks away, but sometime before, maybe a long time before the other even suspected it. "When did you walk away?" is a good question.
replying on Sonata for Robin and Poet by Dovina
7 Nov 2005, 1:50 PM
The most logical interpretation is not always right, that's what I always say, and go on looking, to the frustration of nits and nit-pickers. Maybe the robin also ate some berries.
on a casting is rescued by ay deee
7 Nov 2005, 12:45 PM
Would be stronger with a few words scratched - carbonless, "is" in the title, becoming, invincibility.
replying on Steak and Satin by Dovina
7 Nov 2005, 7:16 AM
The hideous and groundless thing here is your insistance on dwelling in a side issue of no importance. What will happen when you wake up and realize?
replying on Posted Pelicans by Dovina
7 Nov 2005, 7:13 AM
You say that because you are looking at one small side issue of the arguement, ignoring 90% of what I said.
Yes, you are right. How could I have been so deceptive as to cover my lack of integrity in veneer. Actually, I must admit prejudice toward Negroes. (And please notice my bending to the name you have chosen for their race, It’s a good name, but has come into disrepute in recent years.) My prejudice is in liking some of them a lot, and basing my affection partially on race. The cute black man at Trader Joe’s who gives me free samples is absolutely adorable in his curls and baby-like smile. And that bass singer doing Old Man River is so very manly and domineering. Then there’s the poet with enough smarts to make me feel inferior sometimes, which has led to my being genuinely attracted. Yes, I must stop tiptoeing and get right to the heart of my prejudices in the future.
replying on Posted Pelicans by Dovina
6 Nov 2005, 5:09 PM
Does this mean we're not fighting anymore?
replying on Posted Pelicans by Dovina
6 Nov 2005, 5:08 PM
Yeah, maybe some lines like: Beak inserted under bushy wing.
on Fading Memory by longships
6 Nov 2005, 5:05 PM
A somber tale, and if true, points to the death rate by car accident, 4%, compared to suicide, 1.4%, in the US. It's just that poetry seldom leads to car accidents.
replying on Steak and Satin by Dovina
6 Nov 2005, 6:33 AM
Never.
on Posted Pelicans by Dovina
5 Nov 2005, 2:13 PM
Dear everyone who cares and doesn’t,
Along the coast of LaLa Land, we sometimes watch sunset on Pacific Ocean’s horizon and a little later see coast-range peaks still glistening snow in post-sunset glow. Pelicans post themselves on posts in post-day and post wisdom like Post-It notes with cocked beaks — poor misdesigned birds.
I wrote “calks,” a misspelling of “cocks,” in what Freud would have called “penis envy” which subconsciously prevented my using the loaded “cocks.” His theory supposedly explains the envy many women feel of men's status and career opportunities — as if such feelings required a theory, especially one with such a provocative and misleading name. It makes you think of those few women who want a penis so badly they'd consider surgery to obtain one. But penis envy was never meant that way by silly Freud. Anyway, I’ve changed it to “cocks” and wait patiently for interpretations.
As for the off/on rhyming, well, I’m not as good as I once was. But once, I’m as good as I ever was, once upon a time — Wuntz. Now everybody sing along.
Along the coast of LaLa Land, we sometimes watch sunset on Pacific Ocean’s horizon and a little later see coast-range peaks still glistening snow in post-sunset glow. Pelicans post themselves on posts in post-day and post wisdom like Post-It notes with cocked beaks — poor misdesigned birds.
I wrote “calks,” a misspelling of “cocks,” in what Freud would have called “penis envy” which subconsciously prevented my using the loaded “cocks.” His theory supposedly explains the envy many women feel of men's status and career opportunities — as if such feelings required a theory, especially one with such a provocative and misleading name. It makes you think of those few women who want a penis so badly they'd consider surgery to obtain one. But penis envy was never meant that way by silly Freud. Anyway, I’ve changed it to “cocks” and wait patiently for interpretations.
As for the off/on rhyming, well, I’m not as good as I once was. But once, I’m as good as I ever was, once upon a time — Wuntz. Now everybody sing along.
on Lunch with the Beast by D. $ Fontera
4 Nov 2005, 4:31 PM
Hey, I'm waiting for him to knock on the door, a date tonight. This is just the frame of mind setter I need. Thanks.
replying on Steak and Satin by Dovina
4 Nov 2005, 4:23 PM
Predictable,in line with the pattern. Thanks for the demonstration.
Look, all I ask is that when we have a discussion, you stick somewhere near the opening topic. You usually pick up on some side issue, and get so stuck to it that you won't even listen to my suggestion that we get back on track. It's so easy to criticize on issues like wording and implications that your comments on them are hardly worthy of rebuttal. Anybody can find a little flaw and magnify it. The harder and more constructive thing is to stay with a topic.
Look, all I ask is that when we have a discussion, you stick somewhere near the opening topic. You usually pick up on some side issue, and get so stuck to it that you won't even listen to my suggestion that we get back on track. It's so easy to criticize on issues like wording and implications that your comments on them are hardly worthy of rebuttal. Anybody can find a little flaw and magnify it. The harder and more constructive thing is to stay with a topic.
replying on The Bed I Made by BrandonW
4 Nov 2005, 3:06 PM
Well, if you're insistant against a chorus, may I suggest a melody like Frederick Chopin’s Nocturne in E-flat major, op 9, no. 2. He wrote it while in love with Camile and after he had asked her father for her hand. Because Chopin had tuberculosis, the father would not consent.
on ~PROM MEANS 2 ME~ by T. Jonathron Remp
4 Nov 2005, 11:25 AM
Acrostic, not sestina.
on fumes by FreeFormFixation
4 Nov 2005, 11:22 AM
The three "my helpless"'s don't work very well.