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buttercup and daffodil
ring around the rosy
octomek octomek
pocket full of poesy
faster pussycat
kill kill kill

you lost me on this one, dino
maybe it's "octomek" that's throwing me? what IS that?
it does strike me as a very vicious sort of nursery rhyme.
maybe i'm on the right track?
will look at it again tomorrow

sleep beckons

got me. seemed like a good idea at the time. perhaps a revision is in order. not sure where octomek came from. eight meks i guess. it won't be any better in the morning. ain't no amount of sleep gonna fix that bad boy!

i am filled with remorse and guilt. but tomorrow is another day. yahoooo!

sounds good
sounds familiar

remorse and guilt?
take two aspirins call nietzsche in the morning

i have just entered my manic phase. where's my telephone? ahh, gypsy boy - is that you? help me i've fallen and i can't get up. where's the surgeon general when you need him?

god forgive me for my transgressions.

Thank god for nietzsche
a laxative for the brain

you know, i've read of him, but not by him, though i've a couple of his works on the shelf. my father was into him. i read an interesting book by the swiss psychoanalyst, alice miller, called the untouched key in which she examines childhood trauma and how it displays itself in creativity and/or self-destruction. a third of the book is about nietzchie. she also examines the childhoods of picasso, kohlwitz, and buster keaton and its implications in their lives and work.

I ahve only read two books by him
Genealogy of Morals
The Birth of Tragedy

Trying to remember the poem that started this thread,

I liked it Dino,
I think this is good example of what clay was talking about when he said poetry is sound.

Maybe so, I don't know jacksh*t about it, but sometimes I "see" your poems. "The Wash" for example. If Doreen ever decides to another community project book, I would like to see The Wash juxtoposed to one of mnaz's amazing photos.

foggy morning in my head
waiting for the caffeine to kick in

Thank you for the smile. It's nice to know that other people sometimes have to stop as well and say, "what the heck did I write?" LOL

Jen

gypsyjoker wrote:If Doreen ever decides to another community project book, I would like to see The Wash juxtoposed to one of mnaz's amazing photos.

Interesting that you said that. I'm setting up mnaz' book for him and mnaz asked dino if it was ok to include one of his poems in the intro because it fit so well and yes, it's going to be published there! (can't remember the name of the poem atm, tho )

......

constantdino ...

i'm filled with remorse and gulit, too.
i can't understand myself, not only you!
i shouldn't have asked for translation.
it's rare that i get it – another's creation.
if i had to translate verse that i write,
i'd stay up 'til sunrise, long past the night,
in order to figure out meanings i meant,
i'd drive myself crazy, plagued with torment!

(just like what was said by jweeble...
guess this is true with a lotta poet people )

thanks jen - sometimes you push submit and cry: good god, what have i done!

"the wash" is the poem. if there is meaning to buttercup it is purely subliminal. we were joking around on pib - bardmaster and i - he calls me buttercup (it's a running joke ) so i twirled the poem off. in a fit of misguided enthusiasm, i posted it here out of context. faster pussycat, kill kill kill is a title of a b-movie from the fifties; octomek is a name i used to tease my little brother with.

Hmmm.... gypsyjoker must be a mind reader.

gypsies are known for their occult powers!