Eight Line Poetry Stanzas

Humid

Sunny days despite
Yesterday's weather
Bare thighs spite by
Sticking to the pleather

Pink lemonade sipped
Through stripey straws
All beef dogs topped
With Grandma's slaw


End

Makes his way home
Examines his merits
Broken and alone
Emptiness cries out

Staring in the mirror
His bones shake and chill
In one swallow he devours
The entire bottle of pills


Dawn

Watching as Dawn
Wakes at sunrise.
"Morning little spawn."
We say, gazing in her eyes.

So happy to greet us
She smiles and coos.
Her little legs thrust
In a melodic groove.


Engagement

Not seeking the best seat at the table
A little chair at the corner will do
Preferably not next to Aunt Mabel
The head of course is reserved for you

Soon you'll clear your throat and toast
The engagement of Coraline von Goethe
To our generous and gracious host
It will be the fourth marriage for both


Fishin'

Kit Carson City's Emerald Lake
Droplets twinkling in the wake
A two month long summer escape
Life-long memories taking shape

Fishing poles are ready in hands
Baited hooks take off air-bound
Got a bite!, cries, our youngest one
Reel it in quickly, I call out, son!


Off

Watching time freeze
Off the clock
Slipping through trees
Now lost

Going nowhere fast
Stuck in my tracks
Straw hat, khaki slacks
No future, only a past


Pie

This Mississippi Mud Pie thang
Is the latest ladies bake sale rage
Not apple, cherry or lemon Meringue
The new kid has taken the stage

Times are changin' I tell ya
Nothing looks the same
So much different for a fella
Not sure what or who to blame


Futility

Hiking back up to play the game
The song remains the same
Sisyphus and his rock at the top
Roll it down again never to stop

Without an ounce of utility
Living a life of desperate futility
Day in and day out, up and down
Endless circle, round and round


Michael

Chasin' tornadoes on a motorcycle,
With my lover from Cleveland, Michael.
That was what we did last week.
This winter we are skiing Peak n' Peak.

Never a dull moment with this guy.
Always up for an adventure on the fly.
Says he climbed Mount Everest at twenty.
At fifty he plans to scale Mount McKinley.


Girlfriend

Watching as Beauty charms the Beast
Another Disney film to feast
Haven't had a proper date in weeks
I'm the girlfriend of an introverted geek

By midnight my impatience grows
He's playing games and eating Cheetos
I'm chewing gum and painting my toes
How much longer can I remain composed?

Etches

I closed my eyes
I could not hear
Your stepping away
As you disappeared.

Memories of you now
Are tiny pale sketches
In my aging fragile mind
Forever etched 'til death.


Picnic

The honey in the tree
Drips into our tea.
Tiny cakes decorate
A bone china plate.

A picnic for two
Just me and you.
A moment to savor
Forever and ever.

Comments

Nice poetry! I like "limiting" myself now and then occasionally in my poetry; i.e. writing a pantoum, an inverted sonnet, etc. Oh, and "Hello" fellow Arizona person :)
 
scumbag;bt4315 said:
Nice poetry! I like "limiting" myself now and then occasionally in my poetry; i.e. writing a pantoum, an inverted sonnet, etc. Oh, and "Hello" fellow Arizona person :)

Hello. Welcome. Where in AZ?
 
Hi reality,

in Tucson. My aunt Vivian used to live in The Village outside of Sedona. Loved to visit her! Must be lovely up there this time of year. Umm, are you a professional writer? I aspire to paying for my groceries - vegetarian, mind you - with my poetry monies at some indeterminate future date.

Yours in Morrissey,

Scumbag
 
scumbag;bt4317 said:
Hi reality,

in Tucson. My aunt Vivian used to live in The Village outside of Sedona. Loved to visit her! Must be lovely up there this time of year. Umm, are you a professional writer? I aspire to paying for my groceries - vegetarian, mind you - with my poetry monies at some indeterminate future date.

Yours in Morrissey,

Scumbag

We got hit with a massive snowstorm on the 31st. Snow is still on the ground. But yes, it is pretty here. I am not a paid author, no. I wish. I use to want to be a poet as well. I gave up that dream at 17. :( Do you keep a blog anywhere?
 
realitybites;bt4320 said:
We got hit with a massive snowstorm on the 31st. Snow is still on the ground. But yes, it is pretty here. I am not a paid author, no. I wish. I use to want to be a poet as well. I gave up that dream at 17. :( Do you keep a blog anywhere?

I used to keep a blog, but I'm just not that disciplined to write / edit / read AND blog. Plus blogging one's poems sometimes disqualifies them from publication, believe it or not.

I might make this my bloggywog, though, for unfinished / random stuff. I also do translations from French and Spanish, but not as often as I once did.

We got roughly seventeen (17) flakes of snow here in Tucson late last month. Such is the winter weather report here most years.... Oh, to live somewhere with seasons. But then wherever that might be, I would still be as I am, I think.

Why did you give up your dream of being a poet at age 17? I hope that's not too personal a question. I realized around age 16 that there was no way out of being a poet / poetry-writer, and I should go with it rather than resist.

Yours snow-free naturally,

Scumbag
 
scumbag;bt4322 said:
I used to keep a blog, but I'm just not that disciplined to write / edit / read AND blog. Plus blogging one's poems sometimes disqualifies them from publication, believe it or not.

I might make this my bloggywog, though, for unfinished / random stuff. I also do translations from French and Spanish, but not as often as I once did.

We got roughly seventeen (17) flakes of snow here in Tucson late last month. Such is the winter weather report here most years.... Oh, to live somewhere with seasons. But then wherever that might be, I would still be as I am, I think.

Why did you give up your dream of being a poet at age 17? I hope that's not too personal a question. I realized around age 16 that there was no way out of being a poet / poetry-writer, and I should go with it rather than resist.

Yours snow-free naturally,

Scumbag

I will always be a poet--just not a paid one. I was told at 17, by an English professor, that there was no market for poetry. He said that people don't buy poetry books and the only people who read modern poetry are other poets wanting to publish. This was many years ago. And honestly, how many poetry books have I bought since then? None.
 
There really isn't much of a market for poetry books..... People do buy poetry books, but not very much. But then I don't go out much, so what do I know?

I have way too many poetry books, so maybe that professor guy/gal was right!

Since you haven't bought any poetry books, what books have you bought lately? I bought Edgar Poe's Collected works for kindle for my ipad, then some obscure poetry books. Let me know, if you don't mind. Stay warm!

Best,

Scumbag
 
realitybites;bt4323 said:
I will always be a poet--just not a paid one. I was told at 17, by an English professor, that there was no market for poetry. He said that people don't buy poetry books and the only people who read modern poetry are other poets wanting to publish. This was many years ago. And honestly, how many poetry books have I bought since then? None.


have a poem I wrote:

Disorder
*
Guide grasping me by ungilded hand
through the spaces between corners,
my guide never knows who I am, never
questions what I am not.* The feeling
of being led, as if blind, will not leave
me til another day that cannot come
in the spirit of a new day with new times,
and a new self for my new aim.
*
Cannot speed, cannot accelerate, the
feeling of not feeling into a space
that will distance itself day by day,
each day losing more of the meaning
for me.* Judgment has been inconstant,
injudicious, damns me to another day.
*
Guide grasping me by ungilded hand,
I lose feeling
with spirit
I lose feeling,
and the spirit knows
the distant sensation of the new day.
 
scumbag;bt4327 said:
There really isn't much of a market for poetry books..... People do buy poetry books, but not very much. But then I don't go out much, so what do I know?

I have way too many poetry books, so maybe that professor guy/gal was right!

Since you haven't bought any poetry books, what books have you bought lately? I bought Edgar Poe's Collected works for kindle for my ipad, then some obscure poetry books. Let me know, if you don't mind. Stay warm!

Best,

Scumbag

I have Edgar Allan Poe's completed works as well. It was a gift from my sister when I was fifteen.

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I do have some poetry books but they were given to me. Last book I bought was Moz's autobiography in paperback. I mostly only buy digital books these days as well.
 
scumbag;bt4328 said:
have a poem I wrote:

Disorder
*
Guide grasping me by ungilded hand
through the spaces between corners,
my guide never knows who I am, never
questions what I am not.* The feeling
of being led, as if blind, will not leave
me til another day that cannot come
in the spirit of a new day with new times,
and a new self for my new aim.
*
Cannot speed, cannot accelerate, the
feeling of not feeling into a space
that will distance itself day by day,
each day losing more of the meaning
for me.* Judgment has been inconstant,
injudicious, damns me to another day.
*
Guide grasping me by ungilded hand,
I lose feeling
with spirit
I lose feeling,
and the spirit knows
the distant sensation of the new day.

Really nice. Thanks for sharing it with me.
 
Hi Reality,

You're very welcome! I don't know all that many people who appreciate poetry, and I'm glad to have found someone here on Solo who does.

That's a handsome volume of Poe you've got there. My back has gotten tired of lugging around huge books like your Poe edition. I'm soooooo glad I've largely converted to reading on my ipad. What do you read your ebooks on? Are there any books you prefer NOT to read digitally?

It's a slothful day in Tucson. Hope this finds you well.

Scumbag
 
I too buy almost exclusively digital now. I read them on my Kindle or tablet--mostly in bed before I sleep. Ninety-nine percent of what I read these days is non-fiction.

Your user name is a misnomer, btw. You are not a scumbag.
 
I can't read in bed at all any more. I just fall asleep! I do most of my reading in the very early morning when there isn't the noise of people. Can you tell I'm anti-social? Haha. Non-fiction can be great stuff. I used to read a lot of biographies, but I think I ran out of interesting people.... Who knows? Last non-fiction book I read was a logic textbook. Go figure. I didn't finish it, though. I bought Moz's autobiography, but couldn't bring myself to get past his adolescence. I want my myth of him to remain intact...

Thanks for saying that about my name. Extremely low self esteem ftw, right? Oh well, I'll never learn...

Scumbaguettte
 
scumbag;bt4349 said:
I can't read in bed at all any more. I just fall asleep! I do most of my reading in the very early morning when there isn't the noise of people. Can you tell I'm anti-social? Haha. Non-fiction can be great stuff. I used to read a lot of biographies, but I think I ran out of interesting people.... Who knows? Last non-fiction book I read was a logic textbook. Go figure. I didn't finish it, though. I bought Moz's autobiography, but couldn't bring myself to get past his adolescence. I want my myth of him to remain intact...

Thanks for saying that about my name. Extremely low self esteem ftw, right? Oh well, I'll never learn...

Scumbaguettte

Scumbaguette! Much better name. :D Are you a she, then? Last bio I read was Steve Jobs. Talk about destroying the myth. That man was insufferable. Stubborn. Rude. Narcissistic. Not someone I would care to know personally. Moz's book didn't have that negative effect upon me. But I was a shocked by some of his seemingly anti-Semitic and misogynistic statements.

But the book has been encased in a shrine, none the less. I give you Temple Moz:

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I don't have much stuff as I am not a collector. But I do have a few meaningful items. How about you? What are your fave Moz collectibles?
 
I was just playing with words. I'm not a "she"; nor am I much of a "he," but a he I am nonetheless. I've read the same things about Jobs, though I haven't read his bio. I really like your temple. It could use some barbed wire and a machine gun turret, though. But that might send the wrong message.

I'm not much of a collector. I don't have much space anymore, and I don't have much money either. The music itself is the most meaningful thing to me, I guess. I have a bunch of Morrissey / Smiths t-shirts both recent and not-so-recent. Enough that I could probably go over two weeks just wearing Morrissey / Smiths shirts. Anyway, if I did have money, I would start collecting vinyl again. I know I have some M / S vinyl, but I can't think of any pieces out of all of it that are particularly precious to me.

I'm zonked due to fatigue problems today, so that's all for now. Hope you're well.

S.
 
scumbag;bt4351 said:
I was just playing with words. I'm not a "she"; nor am I much of a "he," but a he I am nonetheless. I've read the same things about Jobs, though I haven't read his bio. I really like your temple. It could use some barbed wire and a machine gun turret, though. But that might send the wrong message.

I'm not much of a collector. I don't have much space anymore, and I don't have much money either. The music itself is the most meaningful thing to me, I guess. I have a bunch of Morrissey / Smiths t-shirts both recent and not-so-recent. Enough that I could probably go over two weeks just wearing Morrissey / Smiths shirts. Anyway, if I did have money, I would start collecting vinyl again. I know I have some M / S vinyl, but I can't think of any pieces out of all of it that are particularly precious to me.

I'm zonked due to fatigue problems today, so that's all for now. Hope you're well.

S.


I could have written this:

"I'm not much of a collector. I don't have much space anymore, and I don't have much money either. The music itself is the most meaningful thing to me, I guess."

I hope you get some rest.
 
Sent you a private message with a poem of mine in it. Not entirely certain it went thru, but it's about Moz. How predictable :p

S.
 
scumbag;bt4357 said:
Sent you a private message with a poem of mine in it. Not entirely certain it went thru, but it's about Moz. How predictable :p

S.

Wonderful poem! You are a gifted poet.
 
golly gee haha Thanks for your kind words, reality :) I see a few little things wrong with it, but once I fix those I'll try and publish it..... somewhere. Maybe there'a a journal of Morrissey-worship poetry out there.

On a totally unrelated note, do you have any current / recent favorite bands? I'm trying to find more stuff that I haven't listened to 80000 times. Right now, I'm listening to The Knife, which might not be the right way to set the tone for the day, but oh well....

Some other bands I've been listening to recently on Spotify:

Casiotone for the painfully alone
The Yeah Yeah Yeahs
The Dead Weather
The Knife
Neil Young
Van Morrison
David Bowie
Nick Cave
Interpol (mostly the first album)
PJ Harvey
The Primitives
Red House Painters
Sparklehorse

Hope you have a good day :)

S.
 
scumbag;bt4362 said:
golly gee haha Thanks for your kind words, reality :) I see a few little things wrong with it, but once I fix those I'll try and publish it..... somewhere. Maybe there'a a journal of Morrissey-worship poetry out there.

On a totally unrelated note, do you have any current / recent favorite bands? I'm trying to find more stuff that I haven't listened to 80000 times. Right now, I'm listening to The Knife, which might not be the right way to set the tone for the day, but oh well....

Some other bands I've been listening to recently on Spotify:

Casiotone for the painfully alone
The Yeah Yeah Yeahs
The Dead Weather
The Knife
Neil Young
Van Morrison
David Bowie
Nick Cave
Interpol (mostly the first album)
PJ Harvey
The Primitives
Red House Painters
Sparklehorse

Hope you have a good day :)

S.

I wish I could offer some suggestions but I am pretty much stuck in the 80s and 90s when it comes to music. :(
 

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