Open Poetry #38 |
Other Stuff |
poettothecars Senior Member
since 2006-02-10
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5410 Other Stuff 20 May 2006 That other stuff always kills steals us from tomorrow Broken glass, spilt water that bowl of cereal from last night When was mourning perhaps it never came Captured and caught entangled in rapture What would take care of another never time to be alone Yet in loneliness to shatter other stuff always to stand and wave Breakfast at midnight, supper at noon Where was tomorrow that would be yesterday soon Stuff is a group of items, matter or events (the tangible substance that goes into the makeup of a physical object; “wheat is the stuff they use to make bread”) To stuff up (“to make a mistake”), to have stuff [or other stuff] to do (“items or matters to take care of , attend to, or resolve”). Miscellaneous unspecified objects; (“the trunk was full of stuff”) Clothing (informal terms for personal possessions). Stuff and nonsense, (senseless talk; “don’t give me that stuff”). Unspecified qualities (“the stuff of heroes”; “having the right stuff”) Information in some form or another; (“there's good stuff in that book”). An important or characteristic component; (“suspense is the very stuff of narrative”) As a verb to thrust, shove, squeeze (press or force; “Stuff money into an envelope”; “She thrust the letter into his hand”) Choke up, block (obstruct; “My nose is all stuffed up”; “Her arteries are blocked”). Overindulge, binge, pig out, (overeat or eat immodestly; make a pig of oneself; “She stuffed herself at the dinner table”; “The children binged on ice-cream”) Fill tightly with a material substance; (“stuff a pillow with feathers”; “The old lady wants to have her dead poodle stuffed by the taxidermist”) Or in cooking (fill with a stuffing; “Have you stuffed the turkey yet?”) and get stuffed (a slang term) © 2006 Christopher W Herbert (a New Zealand Poet) a poet who cares |
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"When was mourning perhaps it never came Captured and caught entangled in rapture What would take care of another never time to be alone Yet in loneliness to shatter other stuff always to stand and wave" loved this |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
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nicely done! |
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poettothecars Senior Member
since 2006-02-10
Posts 1093New Zealand |
I had a good muse a poet who cares |
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