Open Poetry #8 |
I've Been Cheated by That Dirty Rat Balladeer!! |
X Angel Senior Member
since 1999-11-07
Posts 1521Oregon |
OK 'Deer that's it! You're in big trouble Mister Bug Dude..you gave me heck when I wrote a rhyming poem...and then promised me satisfaction when you posted Free Verse...so I go to reply to your FV poem and guess what? Someone has locked the thread! That's it I am on a rampage now. I have taken the liberty to repost your poem here and criticize it now. THE FOLLOWING IS WRITTEN BY BALLADEER NOT ME ( inspired by a poetry reading I attended today) The poetry reading had begun. Prim ladies dressed in proper attire light blue or yellow dresses hair tied neatly in buns just the right amount of jewelry stopping just short of flashy fingernails manicured expertly painted sitting atop blue-veined backhands rouge evenly applied reading poems of butterflies and lost loves to men attired in three-piece suits Giovanni ties hair combed over from side to side in vain attempt to make one long hair cover the entire head shoes brightly polished over black silk stockings Rolex keeping time with the rythym of the poem. I sat. My time machine mind traveling back thirty years transforming the speaker into a sandal-footed long hair to waist skirt down to ankles fingering love beads broad-rimmed glasses sitting atop upturned nose child of the 60's Virginia Slims cigarette (you've come a long way, baby) dangling from blue-painted fingers Gloria Steinham style. Butterfly poem transformed into make love - not war ban the bomb equal rights for all hell no...we won't go fist militarily raised two fingers V'd in defiance 'No Vietnamese ever called me nigger' Attitude behind blazing eyes foot-stompiong fist-banging child of the times looking for Mr. Goodbar and Joe Dimaggio. At the exit she noticed me sockless tonged feet patched blue-jean shorts under raggedy Iron Butterfly t-shirt (in a gadda-da-vida baby) long, uncombed hair rabble-rousing rhetoric swirling about my head like an angry cloud hiding a beater-than-thou attitude. We shook hands muttered "Nice poem" and for just a brief second the daughter of Aquarius and Allen Ginsberg made time stand still. Well Deer I wanted to rip this apart to pay you back for your "don't quit yer day job remark" on my last rhyme, but I don't have the heart to because I think it's wonderful when someone writes outside of their comfort zone. I say ballyhooo and all that rubbish! I hope to see more from you soon friend. This was wonderful! ~Heather |
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tracie66 Member Elite
since 2000-01-18
Posts 4713Australia |
You're right this is wonderful Thanks for posting it X Angel Tracie~ Love is the life of the soul... It is the harmony of the universe |
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Balladeer
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
Aw, shucks, Heather! You're a great woman not to pick on a man in unfamiliar surroundings. Hey, you were able to call an exterminator a rat. That's something!! Thank you, my pal |
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Nan
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
Somebody locked up our Deer?? Was he out demonstrating again?? Probably got caught by the Toe... ya think??.. |
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Justbleu Member Elite
since 1999-08-31
Posts 3329Oregon, Originally From Alaska :) |
X Angel Thank You for posting this....it's great to see Mr. 'Deer writing free verse...very well written free verse I might add!! Free verse is my favorite!! ENCORE BALLEDEER.....MORE FREE VERSE WANTED HERE!!!!!!!!!!! Bridgette "Somewhere, somehow, it should be possible to touch someone and never let go again. To hold someone, not for a moment but forever." Unknown |
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