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poetry - it will be what it will be
Posted: August 11th, 2008, 2:41 pm
by Doreen Peri
it will be what it will be –
an energy exercise,
a focus puzzle,
a dedication test,
an arrested moment,
a song in development,
an embellishment,
a gradation,
a sensation of sorts,
a substantial search
for substance, an
unencumbered luncheon
with yourself, me serving
it up raw, halfway broiled,
or very well done and you
deciding whether it's worth
sinking yer teeth into,
swallowing or spitting out
whatever this will be about
it's up to you to figure it out
.
.
Posted: August 11th, 2008, 3:18 pm
by mtmynd
i really don't understand this piece, Doreen.
o well... time to move on.
Posted: August 11th, 2008, 3:26 pm
by Doreen Peri
LOL!
ok
too funny
Posted: August 11th, 2008, 4:17 pm
by SmileGRL
i do...and i want to say "amen"

love this doreen.
cecil...remember our "let it be what it is and let i fall where it is welcome" talk...this is the same thing right here. or maybe you did get it and i'm a little slow...

Posted: August 11th, 2008, 4:21 pm
by Doreen Peri
Thanks, SmilieOne
I'm pretty sure he was just messin' with me

Posted: August 11th, 2008, 4:29 pm
by Lightning Rod
you know that I don't hesitate to mess with you, doreen
but I can't mess with you about this piece
it is lyrical and musical and shows your natural chops
it's also a very erotic read
you are serving it up raw
I'll swallow rather than spitting it out
as if i were a stranger
Posted: August 11th, 2008, 7:47 pm
by sweetwater
the thought of it is fantastic
as a long walk through town
with hip-waiters carrying
my rucksack and canteen for coffee
and looking very insignificantly enthused
or as a poem who has nowhere to go
but to feel quite comfortable about it
and the words that fill the space of time
in all its various colours
crawling out of the cryptic
and wondering if i am discussing
myself or someone else
as if were a stranger
Posted: August 11th, 2008, 7:51 pm
by sweetwater
as if i were a stranger
brings to mind
joseph conrad's
the secret sharer
as all poets are secret sharers unto themselves
and that another is not really the muse
but the muse inside onself