I'm Sure To Win Gold

[Doreen Peri]

nope.. i don't remember that poem.
i haven't written any in ages...
must be an old one... was it funny?

***
I never can remember Roman numbers.
Why would they use letters to count?
I'm half Greek so maybe I'm dumber
but how can letters spell an amount?

[stilltrucking]

dam, i was hoping you was going to post a link to it. Ok I will see if i can find it, maybe it was not roman numerals then. It was called eleven or thirteen and it was 11 or 13 short poems strung together and the one line that I remember was something about a sunrise and thought it sounded like clay and then made the mistake of saying that, then we exchange about five six posts and the outcome was I went off and had a good cry.

geez let see if I can get lucky and find it, last year at least six months ago. be back with a link I hope.

[Doreen Peri]

maybe you're talking about "13 stories" or "13 floors" .. can't remember what I called it. I'll try to find it in my files and post it. I think I was suicidal at the time.. LOL!.. happens to the best of us. I'm still here. If that's the one you were thinking of, it made me cry, too. For several weeks. At least.

[Doreen Peri]

i found it. Here it is. I left out #13 since they do that in buildings...no 13th floor.... and since that was the one I was gonna jump from, the fact that it isn't there saved my life.

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thirteen floors

1-
surgical scars
sliced skin diced
tongue cut out
lizard splice
wizard vanish
twice tripped
dipped quill
stilled riverheart
parts mirrored
exposed breasts
televised pre-empts
resonant sense
tears feared trials
denied lies miles
wheeled, stolen
trajectories
manifested in
public private
intimate breakdowns.
_____________________
2-
there are whiffs of innocent vagaries set aside by scents spent on gifts, each treasure imminent, each savor a decadent re-creation of a surface smile.
_____________________
3-
i have resorted to candle mimicking.
i shine to allure shadow glancing
in order to form resemblances
of a flattened me, dark, stark,
naked.
_____________________
4-
i decided to wait
ten minutes but
what if i miss the sky
if i do?
what if the sunset
is behind you?
what if the renewal
of speech could teach
the blind to guide the
so called seers?
_____________________
5-
i have sat eye-to eye
across small tables
with wicked lighting,
demonstrators
and entertainers
on the other side
of wait.
i am holding a plume
saturated with violet.
i am the annihilation
of my very own dream,
brushed off dust
in between
ink drops.
_____________________
6-
let us not be partial
to self destruction, ok?
there are days
we seek ways
to speak silence,
incurable sates
of big ones little
ones hips legs grazed
who got away, never
made the keeper jar,
thrown back into
the stream.
but i will go my try
with the opening
of mass appeal.
i am feeling
my way from
one side of a day
to the night side
of which way i came
from, darkened by
a thump of
a kettle drum
or tympani.
pray on and for me.
i may be history.
_____________________
7-
if you could feel
what i feel
you would appear
as eighth notes
on a published score,
adored by paralleled
references
to sonatinas
and previously published
rock operas.
i offer you room service.
what is it you care
to eat?
_____________________
8-
oh my sweet sweet
terminal repeat of love,
if i could coffer the blind
residue of a see-through
cloud, pastel faded
behind pretended nods,
i would make a vow to
never allow the missing
or insisting
of drama.
my roll is
to be taller
than myself.
so i stand
on your heels,
toes poised
for a bouree.
_____________________
9-
trauma dictates creed.
weeds which trick a garden
into conceiving more weeds
should be plucked and dried,
rolled up smoked
like dire memories
of never was.
there are words
which should be
stricken from
the dictionary.
should.
could.
must.
_____________________
10-
ten.
one, the first.
two, the second hand.
three, the graceful.
four, the more.
five, the tasteful.
six, the waste.
seven, the full number.
eight- the great ten minute stage
nine -- times executed.
_____________________
11-
i don't know where
i went with this but
i must persist.
the revolver
is loaded.
so am i.
i am a read-rosed souffle
stuffed with alkaline vision,
my mission, to splatter
tomato matter
onto white
walls.
_____________________
12 -
this is the recording.
i am writing myself live
nourished by a coagulated
pen.
i thrive on
my celibacy
from death,
each breath
a meaningful
vocation.
boom.
doreen peri
has left
the room.
_____________________
14 -
i am not here
to be blamed, not hear
to be raised or maimed,
not here
to be not
here
claimed
adhered
to blind man's
bluff, intrusion games
circling folding chairs,
stop the music,
sit down, musical, lyric,
small inside a play
of rings you may deny.
be calm.
i welcome
your circling,
your celebration
of a landing star
coinciding with
my earth.
i am the birth
of liberty, the first
rising victory of rivermist;
bliss being the rising
curtain.
upstaging
simply
tries
me.
i am guilty.
i refine define
design myself
then give me
the chair.
_____________________
15-
i have murdered me.
i deserve to be
punished.

[stilltrucking]

You fast

http://www.studioeight.tv/phpbb/viewtopic.php?t=4310

[Doreen Peri]

yeah.. you too!

I just saw that you found it and kicked it up.

This one I just posted is a newer version, looks like.

I added some verses and didn't count #13.

Thanks for remembering this piece.

It's one I'll never forget myself.

We had gone to NYC to perform and just like the previous trip, everything got screwed up and we were out in the Catskills and I wrote this on a paper napkin while trying to figure out whether to jump off the mountain.

[stilltrucking]

each breath
a meaningful
vocation

It works for me, I can go without sex for a long time, forever, but I sure do love to breathe.


Just wondering about the image of
Sitting on the side of a mountain,
and watching?

rising victory of rivermist;
bliss being the rising

seduced back to life by the beauty.
I loved that movie Life Is Beautiful. You know how I fixate on things. I have seen that movie about ten times, even more I think. I watched it in Italian with english subtitles about six times because I just love the sound of Italian. A down home memory of walking through Little Italy on my way to school.