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bsquirrel

Member Rara Avis

since 2000-01-03

Posts 7855

0 posted 2002-08-31 07:42 PM

Here's a poem from 1999.

Two lovers
he was absolutely (absolutely!)
new, and therefore someone with promise
in this stagnant mud puddle pond life.

he smoked cigarettes (mentholated!)
and pushed smoke out of his nose
faster than he could breathe or she understand.

she liked to smell him (mmm!)
and the color of the smoke,
which seemed purple, tinged with broken lollipop pieces.

when he poured his blood (thru words)
into a glass of shaken rum,
she drank it and they kissed in the tulips.

will you marry me? he said to the mud --
the plants responded with sighing
and the girl was left crying.

what did you do to me? she asked (gently)
and he gave her a lolly, popped the cork
and they slept together like two gators.

meanwhile, the moonbeam man above (night vision)
shone down his love in little slices
of diamond mudpie light.

the girl picked the moon's gems from her hair (brown)
held some in her hands, weighted smooth unblinking eyes,
and placed one on her lover's lips.

do you love me, she asked him (sweetly),
and he opened his mouth over the gem;
she couldn't hear his reply.

MidnightSon
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since 2002-05-15

Posts 312
between the gutter & the stars

1 posted 2002-08-31 07:49 PM

i love the first three stanzas... the new guy therefore he has promise... i wish they saw it like that. hehehe.
and shards of lollipop in the smoke.. what a cool image.
interesting ending. not what i expected.
but then your work is always outside the box.
and we love it.

it's our struggle for identity that leaves us all unknown

Earth Angel
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since 2002-08-27

Posts 40215
Realms of Light

2 posted 2002-08-31 07:50 PM

I think I'll check out the moon tonight and bring a basket to catch all those cascading gems falling from the sky.

On a more serious note, this was incrediby romantic.

Linda

Anvrill
Senior Member

since 2002-06-21

Posts 710
in the interzone now

3 posted 2002-08-31 10:08 PM

I remember, I remember!

Wow, '99 seems so far away in regards to your work, but it seems like yesterday when I'm listening to CDs. Then again, all the way back to '89, and I'll still argue it's not that old.

Lovely. I put in my resignation, with my most major complaints on it, and when Kerri got it, she said she could not agree with a single thing, and she looked so sad... But I'm not backing down. And I'm going out with Manda tonight.

'Bye hon.

your tongue's like poison
so swollen it fills up my mouth

rs

Dragon Mistress
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since 2002-08-26

Posts 289
Washington, USA.

4 posted 2002-09-01 01:22 AM

Lovely work yet again Mike!
-Tanya

serenity blaze
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since 2000-02-02

Posts 27738

5 posted 2002-09-01 01:29 AM

This is like opening a locket, and instead of just a picture, ya get a story--

sad whimsy here...I wish I knew how you did this.

wranx
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since 2002-06-07

Posts 3689
Moved from a shack to a barn

6 posted 2002-09-01 06:53 AM

Differing from your current musings. Puts me in mind of something, I can't quite place.
Anyway, haven't been around much. (decoupage, ya know? and the muse must be bowling). Mebbe I'll have something to say soon.

~Ed

In reply to "which way do we go?", the answer was never "straight", but, "progressively forward".

~wranx~

Chameleon
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since 2002-08-07

Posts 99
Australia

7 posted 2002-09-01 07:41 AM

Well that was incredibly romantic and clever.
Its clever in the way it is cut off at the end. What a tease

bsquirrel

Member Rara Avis

since 2000-01-03

Posts 7855

8 posted 2002-09-01 06:12 PM

I was quite bitter when I originally wrote this poem. Basically, the conceit of it is the only reason love occurs is because of miscommunications and what's unsaid.

I'm glad the poem was able to outlive that phase. Though I still find this one more angry than romantic -- but that's because I know the place it came from.

Mike

Zall
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since 2002-08-25

Posts 214
London, England

9 posted 2002-09-02 07:47 AM

I like the feel of this, it has a personal impact to me.

Zall

Sunshine

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Member Empyrean

since 1999-06-25

Posts 63354
Listening to every heart

10 posted 2002-09-02 10:20 AM

More early work, please....

brian sites
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since 2002-06-25

Posts 1475
usa

11 posted 2002-09-02 01:36 PM

smoke
and mud
moonblood
a gem of
broken

glad it's old
brian

devina
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since 1999-10-28

Posts 3539
Cali

12 posted 2002-09-02 06:57 PM

"when he poured his blood (thru words)
into a glass of shaken rum,
she drank it and they kissed in the tulips."

THIS?? is excellent. You've captured the eggshell love with a mikeytypeotalent that of course- only you have...

whimsical melancholy...I like it
old mike...

Open arms can be the most fragile in the world...

bsquirrel

Member Rara Avis

since 2000-01-03

Posts 7855

13 posted 2002-09-03 12:09 PM

Zall, thank you.

Karilea, glad y' stopped into this murky, muddy poem for a bit. I've been sharing much more of mysel(ves) recently. What's up with that?

brian, I'm glad it is, too. Thank you.

d, thanks. Lori calls me Mr. Mope for a reason.

Mike

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