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Nuclear Winter

Boom
..
They say there is a point
where destruction begins to tip
a mild climate to cold bit by bit
as fiery blasts change the atmosphere
from clear to sooty dust,
blocking the sun, obliterating light,
none to win from such a fight
Climate change a bitch they say
temperatures plunging below zero
bring on a little ice age
all because rage loses all caution
and some one drops the bomb
brings measured retaliation
firestorm
 
flash-fires 'n' forums

a little shake up
a little shake down
a flash fire burns hot
lays down ash

after the rains
green growth reaches to the light
breathing space


poets
like cats
can't be herded
just open the can
rattle the kibbles
they'll come
post
purr
 
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in the cupboard
behind the chest of drawers
the grey bags
the dismembered tree
the tricks and twinkles
awaiting assembly

clear the space
move the drawers
open the door
dust off the bags
create some happy magic
lift a grey day's depressed temperatures

but first
a cup of coffee
and maybe a sandwich...
 
seems the tree's
not where it's meant to be
forgot
it went up in the loft
no2 son's getting it down
later on

*sips coffee - regards screen*

looks like sunday
becomes the magic day
afterall

*bites sandwich. sighs*
 
a little shake up
a little shake down
a flash fire burns hot
lays down ash

after the rains
green growth reaches to the light
breathing space


poets
like cats
can't be herded
just open the can
rattle the kibbles
they'll come
post
purr

Laughmyassoff, I see you running around the forum Hi Ku Cat; now where did I leave that kibble? :cattail:
 
I could watch that for hours
but...
It seems the moods been broken. I never wanted a war
but
now all those word's been spoken, ending a tender peace
where
tanks drawn up on borders bespeak primitive détente
while
reading the fine lines on the cease fire agreement.
:(

there's a season
for diplomacy
a reason to the reasoning
and in this winter's seasoning
i like my broth quite hot :cattail:
 
there's a season
for diplomacy
a reason to the reasoning
and in this winter's seasoning
i like my broth quite hot :cattail:

Let me put this, diplomatically,
a little butter in the soup
is pleasing on the tongue
as for chops or brisket,
perhaps a little of both
sautéed 'til tender
green veggies added abundantly...
I see you, looking at that carrot;
nope, not yet, first,
a soupçon of red
peppered tomato, peeled,
raw, wet with juice
gently broken into the broth
as dish begins to heat.
Go ahead; lick those fingers;
you know you want to.
when you lave those fingers dry
bubbles begin breaking, steam rising,
I do believe it's time for the carrot;
want a little nibble
before I drop it in the pot?

ETA: now this is what I was talking about in our pm butters. Each of these poems is good in their own right. but together become more. Any one? I know you're out there.
 
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Let me put this, diplomatically,
a little butter in the soup
is pleasing on the tongue
as for chops or brisket,
perhaps a little of both
sautéed 'til tender
green veggies added abundantly...
I see you, looking at that carrot;
nope, not yet, first,
a soupçon of red
peppered tomato, peeled,
raw, wet with juice
gently broken into the broth
as dish begins to heat.
Go ahead; lick those fingers;
you know you want to.
when you lave those fingers dry
bubbles begin breaking, steam rising,
I do believe it's time for the carrot;
want a little nibble
before I drop it in the pot?
*licks fingers, nods*
 
It must be Saturn to the southwest
shining in fiery fury, ice wight
pasted in a black sky
looks like a brilliant cross
by tired worn eyes
searching the road
for the path home
but it's only a planet
masquerading as a star
 
It must be Saturn to the southwest
shining in fiery fury, ice wight
pasted in a black sky
looks like a brilliant cross
by tired worn eyes
searching the road
for the path home
but it's only a planet
masquerading as a star

Disguised planets happen more often than
people think, luring folks into making
wishes that end up between merely themselves
and the great void where their target hangs;
I know I would be better off, by far,
 
So all my children have come home
save one who roams out there,
gone walkabout, the yellow bastard,
mystic flautist making merry,
rattlesnake tunes trilling shrilly
makes me want to dance away too
through fine green brush strokes
following the fire flying from eight small holes
 
I only held it in my hand
a few seconds until
it was boxed, bagged, rushed away
How efficient and disappointing
 
I never wanted to be a Christmas tree
but things got quite out of hand
after she tightened up the nipple clamps
on ears and made me stand
hung ornaments from the loops, laughed
festooned my limbs with silver icicles,
placed a diadem on my head
proclaimed me ready for the mistletoe
and shortly after bed
 
I never wanted to be a Christmas tree
but things got quite out of hand
after she tightened up the nipple clamps
on ears and made me stand
hung ornaments from the loops, laughed
festooned my limbs with silver icicles,
placed a diadem on my head
proclaimed me ready for the mistletoe
and shortly after bed

hahahahahaha

wonderful :D
*but the nipple clamps? ouch* :devil:
 
Morning star

Disguised planets happen more often than
people think, luring folks into making
wishes that end up between merely themselves
and the great void where their target hangs;
I know I would be better off, by far,

Would that every star were she,
Beautiful Venus, bringer of dawn,
Shining bright before its fall.

(Mmm. "were she" — is this correct? :confused:)
 
You actually should use: Would that every star was she.

Change the sentence structure around so that this makes sense; Would that she was every star. See?
thankyou. it sounded right to me in context, with 'would' in place of 'wish' and so subjunctive or something? :rose:
sigh - if only i'd attended uni i'd know this stuff better :eek:
 
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thankyou. it sounded right to me in context, with 'would' in place of 'wish' and so subjunctive or something? :rose:
sigh - if only i'd attended uni i'd know this stuff better :eek:

Don't worry about it, butters. I haven't even attended (English) school, so you can correct me any time. ;)

Thank you both!
 
thankyou. it sounded right to me in context, with 'would' in place of 'wish' and so subjunctive or something? :rose:
sigh - if only i'd attended uni i'd know this stuff better :eek:
Silly, the nouns are singular so no matter what tense structure used, the verb will still be singular. :)

I didn't go to uni either, I did attend business school and OMG the English grammar for writing was so persnickety and the classes seemed to last forever
 
Would that every star were she,
Beautiful Venus, bringer of dawn,
Shining bright before its fall.

(Mmm. "were she" — is this correct? :confused:)
Sorry, Champie. I vote for "were." Here's what the Purdue OWL site has to say about it:
When verbs show something contrary to fact, they are in the subjunctive mood.

When you express a wish or something that is not actually true, use the past tense or past perfect tense; when using the verb 'to be' in the subjunctive, always use were rather than was....​
The whole article on this is here.

Grammar. English grammar. Like BDSM for the tongue.
 
Would that every star were she,
Beautiful Venus, bringer of dawn,
Shining bright before its fall.

(Mmm. "were she" — is this correct? :confused:)
You know, I'm actually more concerned about this: "Shining bright before its fall." (Italics mine.)

I'd want to make that "Shining bright before her fall" (without the italics, of course). It seems to me that the sense after being transferred to Venus should remain about Venus.

But, hey. That's what makes language fun. :)
 
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