A collection

[Senna Jawa]

Part 1







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a song about Music's Puppet

Music's Puppet
sing and dance
Music's Puppet
that's your chance

from the trouble
stay away
Music's Puppet
sing and play

Music's Puppet
from the start
there was an ice cube
in my heart

i was smarting
from my past
the ice cube healing
my wounds fast

Music's Puppet
i'm no "honey"
Music's Puppet
here's my money

Music's Puppet
make my day
Music's Puppet
stay away



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wh
1982-05-25


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to Roy Zornov​

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basketball​

the round ball
bouncing off the rim
in the lights of the arena

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wh,
1987-12-18



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friendship

I turned left
in front of the oncoming traffic
my car dancing on the snow
has reminded me
of another dance
I told her gratefully
you were very good
and she said
it takes two (to dance)




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wh,
1999-01-08


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gargle

the light finds its way
to blind me
oh lady put that blade
down

you drive across my eyes
lay with me side by side
leave that blade aside

another ray
has caught my eye afire
three times a lady
one time a psycho
has a chilling affect
on my desire
oh blah blah blah


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wh,
1991-12-24/25
95-08-12



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hi muse

throw thrufare thru a thruway
yes fry your way
thru saturated May
i live Sunday
thru every Tuesday Wednesday Monday ...

yes Ms
i am no nerd
nor a tease
don't sneeze
at this allergic whiz

hey Ms
say cheese
i gave away my pants & shirt
i don't flirt
i don't squeeze
toilet paper in grocery stores
i'm a dude who adores
the dog food
barking
a perfect cube

i never understood
what the commotions are about
stoically letting pass the post-syndrome
of another saturday night



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wh,
1991-09-16

 

[Palba_Noruda]

Hi,
I like your poems. I like the word play in Gargle the best.
I think it's a neat idea to post your poems from years ago. It makes me think of a new way to conceive of audience... a forum, twenty years from now, the people unknown...

 

[butters]

hello, Senna Jawa - i've seen your name mooted about the writing forums on and off but don't believe i've read you before. nice to meet you.

strong imagery displayed in these, but the one that catches my imagination best is the shortest, basketball. those few words encompass that sort of slo-mo image, cam lights flashing, the lift, the hope, the disappointment .. the let down. works as an excellent metaphor, too.

 

[Senna Jawa]

Thank you, PB + c-b

Palba Noruda & chipbutty, thank you for your kind comments. Posting this collection was my at least second experiment of this type on this forum. I vaguely remember that the previous one, a longer time ago, ended without much feedback.

Poem "gargle" is all about sound (alliterations and similar sound convergences), and about the light. The ultimate goal is its mood.

The "basketball" is just one image, zoom. I hope that the image is vivid, while such short poems--as chipbutty has noted--tend to be strongly metaphoric. In this case, to me, it may be about justice, or it may be about fate.

Once again, many thanks, and best regards,

 

[Senna Jawa]

Part 2




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love

you don't understand
what's going on
why you want so bad
to be with someone you don't know
eyes blinked twice and you think
that eternities passed
that you know

the fog
and the good people
share
in your happiness and pain
and you think
never again
and perhaps
you're right
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wh,
1993-01-24


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man blues

oh jane & mary & lou
my three good women
oh jane & mary & lou
it is in the nature of a man
to be loved by all three of you
do not condemn this man

i'm always so true to all three of you
cut off my you know what if i am no good
and if there is also ann i am so true to all four of you
cut my throat & who knows what if i am no good
it's in my ol' nature to love all four of you
or cut off ouch you know what if i am no good
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wh,
2003-06-27


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moon in the tear in your eye
does it smile or did you cry ?

an eyedrop not a tear
protects my eye from too much light



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wh,
1995-08-24
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fleas
get skis
my head's graying



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wh,
1995-10-17
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Thank you,

 

[Esperanza_Hidalgo]

I enjoyed these poems. They are pleasing to the ear. I'm kind of a noobie, so I have no credentials, but I know what I like, and I like. The last one made me scratch my head! The basketball poem made me think of all the practices in high school. The games and smells, and then the let down when the game was over. Lights out.

It's all minimalist (is that the word? IDK), with such careful word selection for mood. Please share more.

 

[Senna Jawa]

Thank you, EsHi

Thank you, EsHi. I have not been treated that nicely by my fellow poets already for twenty years (while at Literotica it was yin & yang). You will reduce me to a puddle of tears .

I have mentioned alliterations in "gargle" but forgot to mention the other artistic element, which was playing with light.

About "basketball". Not long before writing the poem, my daughter left for Europe, leaving me with her then boyfriend Roy. We had good time! He called himself "black albino", due to his talent for basketball, and to his very fair (pale) complexion. Thus he had coached me. He even included sprint practices. I was clearly falling behind him, hence disappointed somewhat with my performance. To my surprise, he was still impressed. He told me, that he would not be able to do sports (basketball being one of them) with his own father like with me. I quickly got into a decent shape, and we joined many pick-up games in the local parks. It was fun! Blacks were relaxed--had fun, Latinos were ambitious, etc. Ok, enough of stereotyping .

EsHi, my experiment includes just four more poems. I'll post them soon. There is quite a bit more in the Lit archives. I am resigned to not having a more complete collection. It's too late for that anyway, the point is moot.

 

[Esperanza_Hidalgo]

Thank you, esHi. I have not been treated that nicely by my fellow poets already for twenty years (while at Literotica it was yin & yang). You will reduce me to a puddle of tears .

I have mentioned alliterations in "gargle" but forgot to mention the other artistic element, which was playing with light.

About "basketball". Not long before writing the poem, my daughter left for Europe, leaving me with her then boyfriend Roy. We had good time! He called himself "black albino", due to his talent for basketball, and to his very fair (pale) complexion. Thus he had coached me. He even included sprint practices. I was clearly falling behind him, hence disappointed somewhat with my performance. To my surprise, he was still impressed. He told me, that he would not be able to do sports (basketball being one of them) with his own father like with me. I quickly got into a decent shape, and we joined many pick-up games in the local parks. It was fun! Blacks were relaxed--had fun, Latinos were ambitious, etc. Ok, enough of stereotyping .

EsHI, my experiment includes just four more poems. I'll post them soon. There is quite a bit more in the Lit archives. I am resigned to not having a more complete collection. It's too late for that anyway, the point is moot.

Thank you for responding. Lit is lit. I've posted many poems, some I thought very good, some very crappy. Some have set as the top poem at lit for awhile, only to receive a one for whatever reason (one person thought they were bad--I have a poem with 19 fives and 2 ones). I claim no superior ability, just that I like to write and illustrate poetry. In reading your work, and the work of Sapphos Sister (and many others included Eve and Chipbutty up there. Lauren Hynde--many poets here at lit I'm leaving many of them out), I begin to see the things I do incorrectly, forced rhymes, poor word choice, and overwriting. Now I think (after sixty poems posted here), I may be able to find a stronger voice. It's all subjective anyway. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. The point being is to learn and try to improve. I've tried to just say fuck em all, but my ego is so fragile. I get so scared to express because of what others will think.

Thank you for the information on basketball. I was sort of a high school jock. Don't laugh too much. I'm as lesbian as they come. Oh Gawd the girl's showers after practice and the memories before I came out. The few words you wrote brought all of it back. I loved the sweat, and there was so much pain involved in denying myself the obvious pleasure that I deprived from homosexuality. I don't want to get ribald here, but the few words made me cry (I'm a crybaby).

In the end, we are what we are. We must write what makes us happy, with an end goal in mind to get better--to strive for improvement. I hope you do not stop. Look at the reflection you caused in one lesbians young life (I'm twenty--college Junior). My opinion is of no import really, only you decide what you want--what makes you happy, but I think it not moot, and I think you shouldn't stop (shitty sentence).

So now my confession. Since I was a chicken, I posted all of my questioning and pissed off poetry as nofaceinthemirror. My first poems were as Irania (my name). Fuck it all, now I'm just gonna be me.

I'm Irania (Raney for short), twenty year old Latina from somewhere in the South.

I'm sorry Amy, I'm tired of hiding. I also apologize Senna Jawa for using your thread for my own reasons.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Actually Senna I'm glad you're back ..... now isn't that a surprise

 

[butters]

So now my confession. Since I was a chicken, I posted all of my questioning and pissed off poetry as nofaceinthemirror. My first poems were as Irania (my name). Fuck it all, now I'm just gonna be me.

I'm Irania (Raney for short), twenty year old Latina from somewhere in the South.

I'm sorry Amy, I'm tired of hiding. I also apologize Senna Jawa for using your thread for my own reasons.

Raney, nice to meet you as you

 

[GuiltyPleasure]

Thank you, esHi. I have not been treated that nicely by my fellow poets already for twenty years (while at Literotica it was yin & yang). You will reduce me to a puddle of tears ..........EsHI, my experiment includes just four more poems. I'll post them soon. There is quite a bit more in the Lit archives. I am resigned to not having a more complete collection. It's too late for that anyway, the point is moot.

I've always enjoyed your poetry, Senna, I think people get hostile if a poem is a mystery to them instead of just enjoying the sound of the words, even accepting the mystery and enjoying that too. I look forward to reading the next four. I must add that I found the "background" to Basketball interesting.

 

[Senna Jawa]

Part 3





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psych450

how do you fly
when you are toilet trained
on volcanos?

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wh,
1995-09-26


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spring 1 9 9 6

over the fence
the wind was bringing
the dogshit smell to my
door and the key-hole and nostrils

then the white flowers would bloom
oh my I am happily high

ten days and the flowers
faded away like a dream
while the wind does not care what it carries
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wh,
1995-09-26


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i dare to say
that i'd much prefer
to wish you a happy
new year in person

i invoke

that image and more​

that i test

your breath for the smoke and more​

and your lips for the taste of tobacco

and more​

and i wish your eyes would be serious and more
and more and more no end
i wish for nothing more and nothing less
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wh,
1985-12-15/16



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i watch flocks of birds sent by your every easy breath
i watch thru moonglasses in smoke & fire
i walk on a tightrope affixed only at one end
to the pinnacle of my desire
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wh,
1991-11-06



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what if great Basho
who lived but 50 years
was nicer
to children and prostitutes?
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wh,
1996-07-10/11
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END

 

[Senna Jawa]

EsHi, my experiment includes just four more poems. I'll post them soon.

I have already. Actually five--I overlooked one earlier.

 

[Esperanza_Hidalgo]

Raney, nice to meet you as you

Thanks chipbutty. Guess I said enough, huh? Now let us get back to this wonderful poet.

RANEY

 

[Esperanza_Hidalgo]

The first in the collection

Makes me smile and hurts at the same time.

 

[matthew0099]

Thank you..
These are some nice collections,,,,
Nice collection...
Hope in future to see some more like this.....
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[Senna Jawa]

that's it

Thank you..
These are some nice collections,,,,
Nice collection...
Hope in future to see some more like this.....

Thank you, m...99, for reading & letting me know that you enjoyed my poor creatures. I don't know about the future, I am about to leave this forum. Let me at least supply you with one more poem, which somewhat accidentally has popped up at me from my Lit archive. Good luck to you, matthew.

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fate i know i just know
that u r teasing me again
u know u'r kind of obsessive

u have your ways
but i have mine
u'r so busy u can't stand
my belly up eyes in the sky
style​

wh,
1994-04-22


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UnderYourSpell and Tristessetwo, thank you for your kindness. I meant to write you more on Lit Blog, hence my delayed reaction. Be good