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Post by rachael on May 4, 2007 23:40:25 GMT -5
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Post by FlyIntoOblivion on May 4, 2007 23:40:44 GMT -5
Oh. Okay. I don't know a thing about iTunes. Can't have it all, I guess. I'll go watch a couple of my RS .mp3s and I'll be okay. Plus it's a Tiger Woods weekend. Woohoo!!! You can download the iTunes software for free. Hey Fly, where's the software rj needs ... eta: sorry, Fly, I'm slow. You already did. Thanks. No problem!
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Post by keysunset on May 4, 2007 23:41:03 GMT -5
Are you going to also put them somewhere we'll be able to find them again? 'Cause I'll probably never be able to find your poem in this thread easily again .... I can put them in the Poetry thread in CV, if you want. Here's the other. I’m frightened of you I bet you’ve never had That happen before. I see people, long gone, Tucked into dog eared Corners of memory In your eyes In your hands They remind me of Someone I once loved. I don’t want you To become him. I loved him too much And it would hurt too much To lose him another time Even if it is him In another skin. Please do put them in the CV. Oooh, I think I like this poem even better than the other. Thanks.
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Post by rachael on May 4, 2007 23:41:20 GMT -5
Are you going to also put them somewhere we'll be able to find them again? 'Cause I'll probably never be able to find your poem in this thread easily again .... I can put them in the Poetry thread in CV, if you want. Here's the other. I’m frightened of you I bet you’ve never had That happen before. I see people, long gone, Tucked into dog eared Corners of memory In your eyes In your hands They remind me of Someone I once loved. I don’t want you To become him. I loved him too much And it would hurt too much To lose him another time Even if it is him In another skin. Really good fly~
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Post by redjasper on May 4, 2007 23:42:30 GMT -5
This is the first poem I ever wrote (in Sept-05). I woke up in the middle of the night and it just poured on to the page.
Hot Moth
Still air, hot moth near the end. Weaving over and out of my mind. Bruised and blue.
Blackened moon. Paler tonight. Hope for an electric morning of new pages and sounds of silence.
Still here, expression in quick, soft eyes. Moist lash and softer, furious beauty Of a cool, distant drum.
Owl silver and frozen. Head sideways and surrendered. Knowing all and mounting no charge.
Hot moth, moist lash. Can I be still?
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keysunset
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Post by keysunset on May 4, 2007 23:42:36 GMT -5
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Post by rachael on May 4, 2007 23:44:41 GMT -5
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Post by redjasper on May 4, 2007 23:44:54 GMT -5
They're not all dark poems. I have this technique called 10-second poetry. I've made rules. This one's kind of fun.
10 Seconds to Attraction
They say you don’t get a second chance to make a first impression.
Check out that guy in Foreign Languages.
He must be 6’4”. Nice book cover.
He’s looking right at me. With impunity.
I’m so done with Self-Help. And ready for the coming attraction.
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Post by FlyIntoOblivion on May 4, 2007 23:45:22 GMT -5
This is the first poem I ever wrote (in Sept-05). I woke up in the middle of the night and it just poured on to the page. Hot MothStill air, hot moth near the end. Weaving over and out of my mind. Bruised and blue. Blackened moon. Paler tonight. Hope for an electric morning of new pages and sounds of silence. Still here, expression in quick, soft eyes. Moist lash and softer, furious beauty Of a cool, distant drum. Owl silver and frozen. Head sideways and surrendered. Knowing all and mounting no charge. Hot moth, moist lash. Can I be still? Pretty! Key-its been done. Page 33, if you ever need the reference.
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Post by FlyIntoOblivion on May 4, 2007 23:46:24 GMT -5
I can put them in the Poetry thread in CV, if you want. Here's the other. I’m frightened of you I bet you’ve never had That happen before. I see people, long gone, Tucked into dog eared Corners of memory In your eyes In your hands They remind me of Someone I once loved. I don’t want you To become him. I loved him too much And it would hurt too much To lose him another time Even if it is him In another skin. Please do put them in the CV. Oooh, I think I like this poem even better than the other. Thanks.
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Post by keysunset on May 4, 2007 23:47:21 GMT -5
They're not all dark poems. I have this technique called 10-second poetry. I've made rules. This one's kind of fun. 10 Seconds to AttractionThey say you don’t get a second chance to make a first impression. Check out that guy in Foreign Languages. He must be 6’4”. Nice book cover. He’s looking right at me. With impunity. I’m so done with Self-Help. And ready for the coming attraction. Very nice! Thanks rj! Very cool. Craig on the tube and "poetry night" on the Asylum planet! And I'm NOT opening that video again ... edited to correct - thanks, RJ for the poem. Too much multitasking here .....
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Post by FlyIntoOblivion on May 4, 2007 23:47:51 GMT -5
They're not all dark poems. I have this technique called 10-second poetry. I've made rules. This one's kind of fun. 10 Seconds to AttractionThey say you don’t get a second chance to make a first impression. Check out that guy in Foreign Languages. He must be 6’4”. Nice book cover. He’s looking right at me. With impunity. I’m so done with Self-Help. And ready for the coming attraction. Nice! I try to not write too dark...but I can't help feeling...
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Post by redjasper on May 4, 2007 23:48:18 GMT -5
Are you going to also put them somewhere we'll be able to find them again? 'Cause I'll probably never be able to find your poem in this thread easily again .... I can put them in the Poetry thread in CV, if you want. Here's the other. I’m frightened of you I bet you’ve never had That happen before. I see people, long gone, Tucked into dog eared Corners of memory In your eyes In your hands They remind me of Someone I once loved. I don’t want you To become him. I loved him too much And it would hurt too much To lose him another time Even if it is him In another skin. Really, really good. I love your style. Minimalist. Intense. That's how I like to write.
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Post by rachael on May 4, 2007 23:50:00 GMT -5
Great poems flowing here Fly and RJ!
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Post by FlyIntoOblivion on May 4, 2007 23:50:01 GMT -5
I can put them in the Poetry thread in CV, if you want. Here's the other. I’m frightened of you I bet you’ve never had That happen before. I see people, long gone, Tucked into dog eared Corners of memory In your eyes In your hands They remind me of Someone I once loved. I don’t want you To become him. I loved him too much And it would hurt too much To lose him another time Even if it is him In another skin. Really, really good. I love your style. Minimalist. Intense. That's how I like to write. Thank you. I use too many words in prose and not enough in poetry, I feel.
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Post by redjasper on May 4, 2007 23:52:34 GMT -5
Okay, last one. I don't have more than 10 poems anyway. This was another wake up at 3 am thing. I did play around a bit with this one after though. Piebaldsombre night, sour breeze colt’s nose humid and flaring one eye rolling and ivory wild flank twitching, tail whipping fresh hoof tamping and scoring a deepening rut marking the line of time tall grasses, no fences only snakes rustling towards dawn
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Post by rachael on May 4, 2007 23:53:01 GMT -5
sunflowergypsy~She is a poetry person and writer too~Wonder if she knows about you two?
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Post by keysunset on May 4, 2007 23:53:38 GMT -5
Okay, last one. I don't have more than 10 poems anyway. This was another wake up at 3 am thing. I did play around a bit with this one after though. Piebaldsombre night, sour breeze colt’s nose humid and flaring one eye rolling and ivory wild flank twitching, tail whipping fresh hoof tamping and scoring a deepening rut marking the line of time tall grasses, no fences only snakes rustling towards dawn Oooh, very nice, rj! Are you putting these in the creativity vault too?
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Post by FlyIntoOblivion on May 4, 2007 23:54:35 GMT -5
sunflowergypsy~She is a poetry person and writer too~Wonder if she knows about you two? I posted a poem once, long ago, in that thread, but I don't know if she knows me.
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Post by FlyIntoOblivion on May 4, 2007 23:55:10 GMT -5
Okay, last one. I don't have more than 10 poems anyway. #giggle# This was another wake up at 3 am thing. I did play around a bit with this one after though. Piebaldsombre night, sour breeze colt’s nose humid and flaring one eye rolling and ivory wild flank twitching, tail whipping fresh hoof tamping and scoring a deepening rut marking the line of time tall grasses, no fences only snakes rustling towards dawn Oooh, very nice, rj! Are you putting these in the creativity vault too? Very nice!
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