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serenity blaze
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0 posted 2007-06-10 04:28 AM


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I took my left thigh in my hands
and I threw it--one more step.
I followed that in shuffling
dragging my wound on the nigh:
I stopped and praised the skies of Hell.
I made each toe kiss mother earth.
I used my arms as balance beams
I closed my eyes and then I heard
whispher of the rustling
fresh upon the leaves of spring:
I saw the suns in diadem
there across my screening eyes:
I heard the waters whistling
laughing in the bottoming
crashing like a bellowing
as the trees applauded, tops:
I gripped the rock
beneath my toes
I felt the slippers gripping me
made of tiny green lacing
thoughts between my "knows"
as though
there was not the crash of need
taunting and bedeviling
me, into an arc of back
me, a thread of needling
right into the eye...
follow foam into the vee
of the mothernet casting
dancing like Mikhail (as we)
standing bone in pirouette
scratching stone in hard-toe hell--
with the blue eyes far away
as the muscles sculpt and dwell
the way that legs in want should beg
and everything neglect is bells:
ringing one tone off as he
hoes the grounds in fallacy
humming underneath his breath
the flats to sharps in harmony
wishing for a well, as the
heavy velvet curtain falls
weighted by the fringe
of wing
sequins became reckoning
dazzled by the second string
of the steam
of Deus Ex

damning

all of us.

[This message has been edited by serenity blaze (06-10-2007 07:08 PM).]

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Drauntz
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1 posted 2007-06-10 06:31 PM


Dear SB, enjoyed your good poem though I have never read the Book.  

read several times and will read again.

enjoyed the poem of the kind of mixed feelings.


have a nice day, my dear lady.

serenity blaze
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2 posted 2007-06-10 07:11 PM


Mea Culpa, Drauntz. I caught and corrected the error that might have caused some confusion. I intended the previous Deus X to read Deus Ex. My apologies for the error.

Hope that this helps.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Deus_ex_machina

And I appreciate your time and generosity as always. Love to you!

Drauntz
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3 posted 2007-06-10 07:58 PM


told ya that I'll come back to read. oops, title changed. Then I do not even want to guess the hint.   Ah............

always love to read your poem..it has deep meanings and make me think..I may not totally get it, but I still enjoy reading it.

I'll come back again to read it.

hugs and hugs

adagio
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4 posted 2007-06-11 04:07 PM


Don't give up ever. No matter how heavy or full of water and silt your boots may be, pick one up and put it in front of the other.
Adagio

iliana
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5 posted 2007-06-12 01:25 AM


Not exactly a Greek tragedy....or, is it just like one!  No cavalry to the rescue this time.  We have to do it ourselves.  This is worth another read (confess, I've already read it three times).  I like the "knows" play, btw.  *hugs*....jo
Susan Caldwell
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6 posted 2007-06-12 10:25 AM


Ever read something and you just know there is something there, something brilliant that you just aren't getting?

When I first started reading Karen I complained to a friend just that.  I knew I wasn't getting something, something so good that I was furious at my own ignorance.  My friend told me that there would be times I wouldn't get it because it was that close to Karen.  

That made me feel better.  I have the pleasure of having gotten to know the words and the woman a bit better.  Sometimes I still need it spelled out for me, but I have found that that is okay because I learn.  

Karen, keep moving that leg...you will get to where you need to go and I am there a few steps behind if you need a hand.

Love you muchly.

"too bad ignorance isn't painful"
~Unknown~

serenity blaze
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7 posted 2007-06-12 12:09 PM


you...smiles for Susan

and yep, some poems are strictly catharsis and this is one of those...

I was thinking about all of the clever machinery we have now--we lay willingly on slabs to enter the mouth of some machine god (MRI) and just well, all of the technology that the medical profession is very proud of, that pretty much makes their job easier, but also dethrones them as "gods". Then I got to thinking that the new god is the vile machinations of Insurance companies, and I just muttered out a poem to m'self.

The story poems are for ya'll though, I promise.

ow



Confusing, this one...but then? *shrug*

So were the Cathars.

The Lady
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8 posted 2007-06-12 11:17 PM





“standing bone in pirouette
scratching stone in hard-toe hell--
with the blue eyes far away
as the muscles sculpt and dwell”

one person’s catharsis is another person’s poem  
the meaning of your words
is mine to fix upon

and I love it!


Martie
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9 posted 2007-06-12 11:24 PM


Well...darn I've missed reading you.  My mind's been elsewhere, I swear, but always know you're in my heart.
Kit McCallum
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10 posted 2007-06-13 06:51 AM


“there was not the crash of need
taunting and bedeviling
me, into an arc of back
me, a thread of needling
right into the eye...”

Wow Karen. Such a beautiful meandering flow in this read, rife with wonderful imagery and lovely phrasing.

I particularly loved the section I copied above. It’s great to read you. Very much enjoyed!

Best wishes and hugs,
/Kit

Sunshine
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11 posted 2007-06-13 09:05 AM


...follow foam into the vee
of the mothernet casting
dancing like Mikhail (as we)
standing bone in pirouette
scratching stone in hard-toe hell--
with the blue eyes far away...

Oh, when those blue eyes
are so far, faw away...

and still, the puppet master
pulls the strings...

my wayward thoughts
are dancing...

Alicat
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12 posted 2007-06-13 09:55 AM


Sis, there's many times I desired the gift of style you possess, and this is one.  Good ebb and flow, very conversant with a bit of finger jabbing and descriptors easily seen behind eyes.
Dr.Moose1
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13 posted 2007-06-13 09:43 PM


Serenity,
No complications are foreseen
I've asked my good friend Forest Green
who saw the "King" in full array. I wonder where he is today? I've asked dear Munda more than once , 'twould seem that I'm the biggest dunce, as good friends come and good friends go , I don't stay much in touch, yanno. Oh well, I hope this finds you good,bewildered but still in the 'hood.
Doc

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