tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782769961461736606.post4131829251038125738..comments2024-01-23T17:23:48.164-08:00Comments on Bite the Apple: Lost in Translationmoihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07824043795171732429noreply@blogger.comBlogger21125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782769961461736606.post-46921323392480898332010-05-09T06:01:10.914-07:002010-05-09T06:01:10.914-07:00K9: Lovely, thank you. Perfect example of what, to...<b>K9</b>: Lovely, thank you. Perfect example of what, to me, makes a poem great—the ability to condense big experiences and emotions down to a flash of shorthanded images that resonate in spite of how personal or universal the message. <br /><br /><b>WTWA</b>: Am I really that bossy? Dang it. Still, thanks for taking the time to compose a rockin' donut ode! Some day, I'll have to post on the merits of Dunkin' versus Krispy and, of course, the creme de la creme, Top Pot in Seattle. Which I think does FedEx, but I'm NOT going there.<br /><br /><b>Boxer and Aunty</b>: All day long yesterday, all that kept going through my head was, "Come Back, Little Sheba!" Which isn't exactly right, so then it was Coldplay's "Trouble" lyrics and that wasn't right, either, because Troll would cringe at the Emo-ness of it all.moihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07824043795171732429noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782769961461736606.post-57508568262116985422010-05-09T01:08:06.539-07:002010-05-09T01:08:06.539-07:00"there's nothing in the fridge
will my fr..."there's nothing in the fridge<br />will my friend return again<br />from underneath the bridge?"<br /><br /><br />sigh...T-Man, come see us.Aunty Bellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13868780211706866610noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782769961461736606.post-74995455976319987312010-05-08T22:32:53.204-07:002010-05-08T22:32:53.204-07:00K9's entry made me misty.K9's entry made me misty.Jennyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11280822962202098606noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782769961461736606.post-73176012392023242132010-05-08T21:52:04.727-07:002010-05-08T21:52:04.727-07:00Here I am in Moi’s blog,
Per her special request,
...Here I am in Moi’s blog,<br />Per her special request,<br />I obey her like a faithful dog,<br />Which seems to work out best.<br /><br />Moi asked for a donut ode,<br />Cuz they are a sugary yummy dream,<br />If I every stop by her abode,<br />I’d expect a plate of Krispy Kreme.<br /><br />Dunkin Donuts also works<br />As long as there’s lots of icing,<br />Long Johns in porn gives Moi smirks,<br />Long Johns in milk are way more enticing.<br /><br />Donuts tend to make me fat and dumpy,<br />So I don’t have them very often,<br />Too many can make me sick and jumpy,<br />Eat them every day and I’d be in a coffin.<br /><br />Oh but I like to dip them in milk<br />Taking advantage of the double meaning<br />My dunking style is smooth as silk,<br />And my fingernails get a super cleaning.<br /><br />Donuts aren’t just for cops,<br />Homer Simpson says so too<br />They’re so much better than muffin tops,<br />Even when eating them makes me say moo.<br /><br />I hope this donut ode meets your expectations,<br />Cuz I made it up on the fly,<br />I want to maintain our nice relations,<br />And I’ll always be your blogging donut guy.Brettheadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09962592571393908971noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782769961461736606.post-2554946162668873872010-05-08T20:43:24.495-07:002010-05-08T20:43:24.495-07:00saturday night
im cleaning the cabin
thinking abou...saturday night<br />im cleaning the cabin<br />thinking about a friend<br />Alex on the radio<br />what does Greece portend?<br />morpheus has a blue pill<br />maximus has a sword<br />trout curled on the carpet<br />chewing her reward<br />nightbird calling softly<br />there's nothing in the fridge<br />will my friend return again<br />from underneath the bridge?<br />dusted up the floorboards<br />vacuumed the lampshades<br />whats the reason why<br />a season finally fades?<br />but nevermind<br />okay<br />im soaking in grapefruit<br />little yellow jacket<br />just busted out the chute<br />trout curled on the quilt now<br />its cooler than i thought<br />im tired from working eight today<br />on the nursery lot<br />getting kind of sleepy<br />still thinking bout that troll<br />sending him the love<br />from doomers hidey holesparringK9https://www.blogger.com/profile/08031137344229440004noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782769961461736606.post-86803379976723972972010-05-08T04:51:46.405-07:002010-05-08T04:51:46.405-07:00Milk River: Which is just going to take you into l...<b>Milk River</b>: Which is just going to take you into limerick territory. Not that that's a bad thing.<br /><br /><b>Fishy</b>: In high school, we had a junior-year elective called Pop Music As Poetry. It was a very cool class. I'd love to teach something like it today. There IS great poetry in lyrics of all kinds.moihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07824043795171732429noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782769961461736606.post-37469495493450078732010-05-08T04:36:39.059-07:002010-05-08T04:36:39.059-07:00Being a faux adult, nursery rhymes are still my fa...Being a faux adult, nursery rhymes are still my favorite poetry and Aesop the wise one I most consult.<br /><br />This week however, I did travel down to Jawja, landing on country music stations every time I hit the seek button. Now I am thinking some of the country song lyrics are very good poetry. Does this count more than a Hallmark card? Or a spoon smashed spider?fishyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15169980377922293950noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782769961461736606.post-8522393409164642422010-05-07T20:43:37.639-07:002010-05-07T20:43:37.639-07:00I'll read this again sober and comment then. ...I'll read this again sober and comment then. I'm kind of Crowned. (on a Friday? Whoda thunk?)Milk River Madmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03488717739676864113noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782769961461736606.post-68900524367519528072010-05-07T20:02:57.083-07:002010-05-07T20:02:57.083-07:00Heff: Man, I sure hope he didn't fly off in a ...<b>Heff</b>: Man, I sure hope he didn't fly off in a huff over the Smackdown. Okay, so if he decided he no longer wanted to blog? That's cool. But drop by and say goodbye, for cryin' out loud. Sniff.moihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07824043795171732429noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782769961461736606.post-2214944328847640952010-05-07T19:58:38.480-07:002010-05-07T19:58:38.480-07:00Thanks for the "Larry David" comment, lo...Thanks for the "Larry David" comment, lol !<br /><br />On a SAD note, I THINK Troll deleted his blog tonight over that STUPID Culinary Smackdown nonsense.<br /><br />Jeezuz..some people just CAN'T take a joke....Heffhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13396114362826135207noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782769961461736606.post-59882007741726044832010-05-07T19:54:40.545-07:002010-05-07T19:54:40.545-07:00Trooper Thorn: Welcome, Trooper, to Moi's Blob...<b>Trooper Thorn</b>: Welcome, Trooper, to Moi's Blob! Hmmmm . . . could it be, Adam was a Democrat? (Oopsie, did I just say that?)<br /><br /><b>La Diva</b>: You know, I would SO dig it if my niece grew up to be a rock star. But she had guitar lessons at an early age. It didn't take, darn it.<br /><br /><b>Aunty</b>: Bwahahahahaha to Uncle! I like the Berry poem – nicely done. And if there's anything better than Dante I don't know what it is, but in small doses, a little at a time.moihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07824043795171732429noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782769961461736606.post-7682846070120387222010-05-07T19:45:45.668-07:002010-05-07T19:45:45.668-07:00hehehe- 1,2,3, is hilarious!
Let yore niece becom...hehehe- 1,2,3, is hilarious!<br /><br />Let yore niece become a poet--but write greetin' cards fer her bread an butter.<br /><br />I does read it--used to think I'se so kool fer readin' Rumi (after years of Kahlil Gibran) but ah, I'se moved on some. What a lie--I read Dante and that will grow ya up quick. <br /><br />I does still read them ole men: George Herbert, The Bard and well, the Fugitive Agrarians like John Crowe Ransom... and Robert Lowell...and Wendell Berry.<br /><br />The latter warns his readers:<br /><br />Do not think me gentle<br />because I speak in praise<br />of gentleness, or elegant<br />because I honor the grace<br />that keeps this world. I am<br />a man crude as any,<br />gross of speech, intolerant,<br />stubborn, angry, full<br />of fits and furies. That I<br />may have spoken well<br />at times, is not natural.<br />A wonder is what it is.<br /><br />Uncle doan aim so high--he jes' customizes nursery rhymes:<br /><br />Little Miss Muffet<br />sat on a tuffet<br />eating her curds and whey<br /><br />along came a spider<br />and sat down beside her<br />and she beat the hell out of it with her spoon<br /><br />Not exactly HaikuAunty Bellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13868780211706866610noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782769961461736606.post-89875471683655581422010-05-07T19:36:05.872-07:002010-05-07T19:36:05.872-07:00This comment has been removed by the author.Aunty Bellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13868780211706866610noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782769961461736606.post-51160516073738507412010-05-07T14:18:28.290-07:002010-05-07T14:18:28.290-07:00Of course, me being the rock and roll goth chick (...Of course, me being the rock and roll goth chick (that refused to dye my hair black!) back in the day, I have my book of Baudelaire. I have read maybe 10 poems out of it. I just can't get into reading it.<br /><br />However....when someone, especially the poet themselves, read their own poems with passion, I GET IT. (like seeing Michael Franti in S.F. exciting!)<br /><br />As far as being a poet as a career? I say, what are musical lyrics but poems?<br /><br />Stay cool, Aunti Moi, stay cool, mama! yeah.LaDivaCucinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06000430029590301972noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782769961461736606.post-43882285242466832692010-05-07T13:51:23.854-07:002010-05-07T13:51:23.854-07:00I always thought Adam was a whiney pussy: "Oo...I always thought Adam was a whiney pussy: "Ooo, I'm lonely, Ooo, it's forbidden, Ooo, let's hide..." Grow a pair First Man!Trooper Thornhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09914276373305636583noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782769961461736606.post-72142616818178178522010-05-07T12:10:22.407-07:002010-05-07T12:10:22.407-07:00Boxer: Sort of apropros to what we've been tal...<b>Boxer</b>: Sort of apropros to what we've been talking about lately. <br /><br /><b>Buzz</b>: I bet you get LOTS of calls from the teachers :o)<br /><br /><b>Heff</b>: I figure she'll grok to reality once she has her own job. <i>Aw, gee, kiddo, see how that works?</i><br /><br /><b>WTWA</b>: Ode to Donut, por favor!<br /><br /><b>Pam</b>: I love cummings. Frost, too. A classic.moihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07824043795171732429noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782769961461736606.post-35071655591714014822010-05-07T09:59:48.704-07:002010-05-07T09:59:48.704-07:00I feel the need for some poetry from time to time....I feel the need for some poetry from time to time. Good for the soul, dontcha know. I grew up in a time of Rod McEwen (McEuen?) and e.e.cummings and Beatles lyrics.<br /><br />But a fave poem for me? This one:<br /><br />Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,<br />And sorry I could not travel both<br />And be one traveller, long I stood<br />And looked down one as far as I could <br />To where it bent in the undergrowth; <br /><br />Then took the other, as just as fair, <br />And having perhaps the better claim, <br />Because it was grassy and wanted wear; <br />Though as for that the passing there <br />Had worn them really about the same, <br /><br />And both that morning equally lay <br />In leaves no step had trodden black. <br />Oh, I kept the first for another day! <br />Yet knowing how way leads on to way, <br />I doubted if I should ever come back. <br /><br />I shall be telling this with a sigh <br />Somewhere ages and ages hence: <br />Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-- <br />I took the one less traveled by, <br />And that has made all the difference<br /><br />...Robert FrostPamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15357397551761295138noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782769961461736606.post-83228020718485785332010-05-07T09:06:18.880-07:002010-05-07T09:06:18.880-07:00Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
I don't read ...Roses are red,<br />Violets are blue,<br />I don't read poetry,<br />Cuz I never really get it.<br /><br />I used to write a lot of odes though. But those are easy and fun cuz they rhyme everywhere. I have some good camping ones from 20 years ago or so.Brettheadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09962592571393908971noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782769961461736606.post-49948512845166354582010-05-07T08:52:53.415-07:002010-05-07T08:52:53.415-07:00Next time it comes up, just casually say "You...Next time it comes up, just casually say "You know, I've NEVER heard of a multi-million dollar poet....."<br /><br />Make her THINK, lol !Heffhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13396114362826135207noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782769961461736606.post-63252702227320796652010-05-07T07:51:47.467-07:002010-05-07T07:51:47.467-07:00The Pudge (12 years old) and I had a poetry discus...The Pudge (12 years old) and I had a poetry discussion of sorts just yesterday. He was looking for favorite nursery rhymes for a school assignment and I suggested - There Once was a Girl from Nantucket. The Mrs immediately scowled at me. <br /><br />I did explaine the joke to the Pudge later and he thought it was funny. He assured me he wouldn't use it for his assignment. But i see a phone call from the teacher in my future - deserved. <br /><br />So I'd have to say #1.Buzz Killhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01443964019621130222noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4782769961461736606.post-1763368557605408772010-05-07T07:29:03.227-07:002010-05-07T07:29:03.227-07:00Number 3? (which made me snort coffee up my nose, ...Number 3? (which made me snort coffee up my nose, btw.)<br /><br />My beloeved BIL has actually had a few put into print, but I am woefully uneducated on current poets. Or old ones, really. I'm so impressed with you.<br /><br />Here's my favorirte Yeats. I have to admit I first heard it on a Twilight Zone (1984) Its just beautiful.<br /><br />When You are Old <br /><br />When you are old and grey and full of sleep, <br /><br />And nodding by the fire, take down this book, <br /><br />And slowly read, and dream of the soft look <br /><br /><br /> <br />Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep; <br />How many loved your moments of glad grace, <br /><br />And loved your beauty with love false or true, <br /><br />But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you, <br /><br />And loved the sorrows of your changing face; <br /><br />And bending down beside the glowing bars, <br /><br />Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled <br /><br />And paced upon the mountains overhead <br /><br />And hid his face amid a crowd of stars. <br /><br /><br />--W. B. YeatsJennyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11280822962202098606noreply@blogger.com