Monthly Archives May 2006

Random Poems 4/26

These were written a while ago in-class (I think in workshop) but never posted… [narrative poem about the Melodion (Sam's object that he brought in)] [Oh, and as if you couldn't tell, there were some words we had to use...] i. Their relationship was all platonic at first but when she began to play her [...]

MT Plugins

Here are a few plugins I wish were installed on this blog… Pro.Apps Blogroll Delicious and Digg Integration Maybe Custom Fields could be useful… the author archiving thing sounds neat, especially when/if we all end up posting together on the motherblog… Cool link(s) found in my perusing (read: procrastinating) ( Movalog is a great blog [...]

headline poetry experiment

Tuesday, May 2, 2006 The New York Times Drop take rejects boycott challenge prices clash in nationalizes brings gatekeepers killed the personal new. [Ok, maybe add punctuation? Line breaks.] Drop, Take rejects. Boycott, Challenge prices, Clash in nationalizes, Brings gatekeepers killed The personal new. [I guess i have to somehow make it mine. Not sure [...]

5/9 Sonnet Attempt from “Children of the Dead Lake” by Adagio

Foreboding night sky. Machined precision. A vivid vision, ascending light’s cry as winged beasts fly. [to be continued...] This gave me inordinate amounts of trouble… I restarted a number of times, but just couldn’t get it to work!

5/9 Freeform. From “Children of the Dead Lake” by Adagio

There is a mystery where dark brooding lies, amidst the coarse, violent cascade of fiery hail. A dark sky where nothing will take flight. A scene of deathness despair— yet faith hope in humanity in the light of the sky {WHAT THE F*$@%?!}

Bad poem from class yesterday…

Paramaters: Belly, and a yellow piece of paper->Banana (later changed to squash) A flat belly, an empty stomach Dreams full of flatness tight, sexy clothing. But, A life without ice cream? Not worth living! Who wants to live on tofu and squash for the sake of a flat belly.

5/9 Freeform. From “R’Lyeh The Dead” by Adagio

Drops of dancing light Waves of dark, deep beneath Break into a buzzsaw Pounding, repeating Primal rhythmic sense appeal Aggressive cutting, harmonies searing, Even the piano lurks. A beaming wavering light emerges, dodges and dips, then fades

Happy Poem (working title)

Wading through the murky waters of your memory. dredging through the mind, searching for a ray of hope; knowing it isn’t there. the silt slips through your fingers.

Nausea v2

There is a gremlin who In my stomach, sits Kneading swollen knuckles ‘Gainst the walls around him. A purpose he once had: Protecting from the ills Of prehistoric Curiosity.

Crying

span { margin-left: 3.8em; } What Do You say when You see A stranger Crying ?