The Suddenly Companion

[WickedEve]

Why? Why not.
This is a companion thread to the all of a sudden passion suddenly thread that smithpeter began back in 2003.

similar to the old, "writing live" thread.
Poems written with no time restrictions but
complete ASAP, submitted and then regretted.
no copy pasted, no mushrooms on the pizza.
no rewriting!
Like life. It's sudden. It's all passion.

In this thread you may discuss the wonderful poems you've read in the suddenly thread. Of course, if someone asks you to please not discuss, mention, or comment on their poem, then just edit your post. I doubt that will happen, though. Why post a poem if you don't want it read or commented on?

Instead of posting the poem in this thread, you can just click on the post number and you'll get the post opened in a new window. You can copy and paste that url in this thread, like this: python in my bed. Good to see you posting Maria!

 

[sassynyc]

TT2U, it's good to see new poetry from you. It's been a while. I liked your final stanza, especially. Tied the whole poem together perfectly, with masterful imagery. I hope there is more to come soon.

 

[WickedEve]

TT2U, it's good to see new poetry from you. It's been a while. I liked your final stanza, especially. Tied the whole poem together perfectly, with masterful imagery. I hope there is more to come soon.

That's the other one I was reading tonight. Good stuff.

 

[Maria2394]

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[sassynyc]

Let's Talk Soup......nice one Jamison. Voyeurism and culinary arts just go together. Yummy poem.

 

[normal jean]

Let's Talk Soup......nice one Jamison. Voyeurism and culinary arts just go together. Yummy poem.

Very, uniquely Jami-san. I never gave a thought to what the soup might be thinking. I have enjoyed your steering me in certain "directions" overt he past few years. Frolicking and gossiping, the soup has a story to tell, time to listen up!

What gave you the idea for this one, if I may ask? Was it a popper or had it been stewing for a day or two? Sometimes I get an idea and when it feels right, I take it to the passion thread and see what happens. It isn't always edible, but usually, at least, interesting. Maria had 4 little green E's born on that thread..... waaaay back when remember Jack the Ripper, vegetarian? I was thinking of you as I sliced that pineapple and it turned into a sort of silly, macabre poem.

 

[normal jean]

http://forum.literotica.com/showpost.php?p=28543780&postcount=6711

here is one by bluebell7 that is just excellent for this line alone...."She is the dashed umber curl of leaf"


what a description! The passion thread has always been my fave and instant gratification like the poems listed above is why. It really takes guts to bare your soul, spill your blood-words upon a page, when you do not know who will or won't see and what they may or may not think.

but then, who cares what "they" think! right?


write

 

[bluebell]

Let's Talk Soup......nice one Jamison. Voyeurism and culinary arts just go together. Yummy poem.

Agreed! (Roundly)
His other poem has wording that almost instantly sparked mental pictures for me (My feet are stones, crumbling/and turning into sand. Every step slips/through the cracks). The last line is brilliant, and because of it we also got a quiet little powerhouse of a poem from Champagne, which is full of well-layered language, image, and feeling. It always seems that those tiny moments when you're not really paying rapt attention are the ones where you get some sort of a wallop from life.

http://forum.literotica.com/showpost.php?p=28543780&postcount=6711

here is one by bluebell7 that is just excellent for this line alone...."She is the dashed umber curl of leaf"


what a description! The passion thread has always been my fave and instant gratification like the poems listed above is why. It really takes guts to bare your soul, spill your blood-words upon a page, when you do not know who will or won't see and what they may or may not think.

but then, who cares what "they" think! right?


write

Aww, thank you so much, NJ! The passion thread is wonderful. Some really great stuff in there.

I wonder, have we ever really figured out who "they" are? Is it everybody, or is it just the ones with the power to hurt us? Or do we give them the power (even unknowingly) ?

 

[champagne1982]

It's my favourite thread to write "hot" poetry on. It can be a challenge to resist that delete button, but as the wonderful, Douglas, stated when he started the idea, "Like life. It's sudden. It's all passion."

So often, someone's poetry will inspire a tumble of words and I'm so grateful that they do. I can only hope mine returns the favour, and sometimes I've seen that happen and I am completely pleased when it does.

To all who write life: You're amazing.

 

[Angeline]

It's my favourite thread to write "hot" poetry on. It can be a challenge to resist that delete button, but as the wonderful, Douglas, stated when he started the idea, "Like life. It's sudden. It's all passion."

So often, someone's poetry will inspire a tumble of words and I'm so grateful that they do. I can only hope mine returns the favour, and sometimes I've seen that happen and I am completely pleased when it does.

To all who write life: You're amazing.

Ditto that and to you, too, Champ. I think Passion and Not Sure are my two favorite threads here because they've inspired me so much. Much of my best writing has been in immediate, automatic response to poetry I've read on those two threads. My two favorite threads from two of my favorite Lit guys.

 

[normal jean]

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[Guest]

Let's Talk Soup......nice one Jamison. Voyeurism and culinary arts just go together. Yummy poem.

Thank you. Who says you cant liven up chicken stock?

Very, uniquely Jami-san. I never gave a thought to what the soup might be thinking. I have enjoyed your steering me in certain "directions" overt he past few years. Frolicking and gossiping, the soup has a story to tell, time to listen up!

What gave you the idea for this one, if I may ask? Was it a popper or had it been stewing for a day or two? Sometimes I get an idea and when it feels right, I take it to the passion thread and see what happens. It isn't always edible, but usually, at least, interesting. Maria had 4 little green E's born on that thread..... waaaay back when remember Jack the Ripper, vegetarian? I was thinking of you as I sliced that pineapple and it turned into a sort of silly, macabre poem.

Thank you. I quite agree about being inspired by other's writing. There are number of poets writing in the Suddenly thread I've riffed off of, some still here, others have moved on, but luckily they've left their poetry in that thread to look back on.

The Soup poem came from watching my girl make soup and me telling her I felt sorry for the chicken. I'm a vegetarian, ya know? So I have to tease the meat eaters. I've always loved your foody poems. And I do remember the Jack the Ripper, vegetarian poem, however, lol, how'd you associate me with pineapple? Maybe I wrote something?

Agreed! (Roundly)
His other poem has wording that almost instantly sparked mental pictures for me (My feet are stones, crumbling/and turning into sand. Every step slips/through the cracks). The last line is brilliant, and because of it we also got a quiet little powerhouse of a poem from Champagne, which is full of well-layered language, image, and feeling. It always seems that those tiny moments when you're not really paying rapt attention are the ones where you get some sort of a wallop from life.

Thank you. RF's throught provoking/inspiring one-liners before her poems grab my attention. I riffed off her then Champ marvellous poem followed. Excellent, instant suddenly passion in the making!




Peace to smithpeter.

 

[champagne1982]

Thank you. I quite agree about being inspired by other's writing. There are number of poets writing in the Suddenly thread I've riffed off of, some still here, others have moved on, but luckily they've left their poetry in that thread to look back on. <snip>

Thank you. RF's throught provoking/inspiring one-liners before her poems grab my attention. I riffed off her then Champ marvellous poem followed. Excellent, instant suddenly passion in the making!

Peace to smithpeter.

mmmhmm.. and I'll bet you just loved being a Jami-san filling in that poetic fmf sandwich...

derty derty.

 

[Guest]

Let's Talk Soup......nice one Jamison. Voyeurism and culinary arts just go together. Yummy poem.

ps, thanks for a great title for my silly poem!

 

[Guest]

mmmhmm.. and I'll bet you just loved being a Jami-san filling in that poetic fmf sandwich...

derty derty.

Haha, of course!

 

[normal jean]

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[sassynyc]

I say, fuck'em all and just write. If they don't like it, they know how to back click.

Lovely to see you about on the threads.

 

[bluebell]

You are welcome, bluebell. But that is seriously some good poetry you have been writing.

as for the "they". Them? Hmmm, for me, "they" are the people whose opinions matter to me and I wish they didn't, but I am human and wish to be accepted and acknowledged just like anyone else, just go about it the wrong way most of the time.

As for the real "they".... it's probably the government, every good idea I get is stolen before I can get it to patent, lol, so my kids and I have a secret "look" for special stuff, then we go outdoors away from cell towers and televisions and all that stuff with reverse vision, like the news, they always say, " see you again tomorrow" how the hell are they seeing me now?.

Actually, you are right...we tend to give our power away, randomly. I was just being silly, it makes me feel good, endorphins and all that, but we do give our power away--- To nameless, faceless anons with poison pens and even in the reverse, kindness also takes away power because it can cause one to accept status quo. The kindness I refer to is the generic, omg, that was wonderful poetry,type of comment, even when it was profoundly horrible and no one ever says why, maybe it is, was wonderful, but how does that help, besides the endorphin thing?

It makes you feel good, it's a panacea, but it doesn't last and then you are back at that place, staring at a blank page, wondering what to write and what "they" might want to read there is no "they" to help you.. "They" abandon you and leave to to wonder and wander, kicking randomly at stones and ideas that may or may not flutter up like butterflies or wilt like daisies in december,but at least you tried and didnt wait for them to do it for you. or to you.

I say, fuck'em all and just write. If they don't like it, they know how to back click.


Keep up the good work.

Thank you again, dear woman.

I enjoy your thoughts, NJ. They're like pretty, brightly colored clothespins that clip all over the psyche. Sometimes the pain of truth (the loneliness of writing or the revelations of what people are saying behind their comments) stings a little, but I guess that's one of the reasons why we keep going with it. We bail it out and then it fills back up again. It might not fill fast, but it can be so irresistible to get your thoughts out in any form. I guess that's why I've always been a root of the root kind of girl. I want to know where it comes from. I want to know the motivations.

Lord Byron once said that his writing had to make its way as best it could in the world, and if it did well, good, if it didn't, then it deserved its fate. On the surface thoughts like that might sound a little embittered or moribund. But I think what he meant was that because it comes from inside him, that's the place where it counts. Feedback is wonderful and helpful and necessary. But I feel like it's up to you as the creator to reach a place where you're genuinely okay with your work. You know you put out what pleases you, where you'd like it to be, and from that axis it's much easier to field both compliments and criticism. It's like laying a foundation.
(I was going to keep going with the house analogy but it got all twisted and by the time I had something written out it made NO sense so I decided to abstain from all but foundational thoughts. )

I value your honesty. Honesty in general. I find it exceedingly difficult, if not downright impossible, not to forgive someone their honesty, even if it might hurt me a little. It satisfies that yen to know. To understand exactly where this person is coming from. The whys that were never answered for us as children.
Not that everyone is like that, but it's how I feel.

To the opposite end, I think you hit a huge point when you say that kindness can reinforce the status quo. If there's nothing to labor against then where are you? Either happily stationary or just mired in the same old muck. Not that we need to come against particular criticisms in order to grow, it's more that we need to be wary of feeling like we've learned or mastered it all. The day we stop thinking there's room for improvement is a sad day. Follow that damn white rabbit, I guess.

Anyway. Back click. Yes, indeed.

 

[sassynyc]

NJ, this is some kind of beautiful. Made me smile today.

 

[Guest]

NJ, this is some kind of beautiful. Made me smile today.

I agree.

 

[normal jean]

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[matureprofiles]

Yeah I live in farm central GA, I believe the farmers have cut down too many trees here as the rain always misses us. I saw a special on the mayan indians the other day and why they completely vanished. It turns out the cut down too many trees, which makes the ground hot and when it releases the heat it prevents rain, I am thinking that is what is happening here.

 

[champagne1982]

Jamison, you're making me envious of the man in THIS. Talk about penis envy...

 

[Guest]

Jamison, you're making me envious of the man in THIS. Talk about penis envy...

:snuggles:

The word "want" is pretty powerful, more than "need".

 

[sassynyc]

Jamison, you're making me envious of the man in THIS. Talk about penis envy...

ditto. has a certain rush factor....like a shot to the veins.