Angeline and Tathagata

[Angeline]

am coming out. No wait, we're writing a poem. It's the next step in the grab-a-partner challenge, it's a digital slam, well it's performance art, sort of.

We're writing a poem together in this thread. You can all watch ( ) and comment, throw tomatoes, whatever you want. Then go find a partner and try it. We'll all learn something, probably only that Tath and I are idiots, but you never know. Consider it a challenge.

Hi Tath.

We could write about our childhood(s). We have a lot in common. It could work. Whaddaya think?

 

[Tathagata]

wow they get to watch??
you're so domme-y


childhood is good
what aspect?
you wanna just do a list of random thoughts and shape it...or..a specific theme??

 

[Angeline]

I just told Lauren in Yahoo that the next level of this challenge is exhibitionism.

And childhood memories are very intimate, so this will be an intimate poem. It might be erotic, even. One never knows. It'll go where it goes, right?

It's really cold here. I want to write about summer. Beach, pool, whatever.

 

[Tathagata]

I just told Lauren in Yahoo that the next level of this challenge is exhibitionism.

And childhood memories are very intimate, so this will be an intimate poem. It might be erotic, even. One never knows. It'll go where it goes, right?

It's really cold here. I want to write about summer. Beach, pool, whatever.

as long as we don't discuss playing doctor in the root cellar

ok childhood summers??

 

[Angeline]

as long as we don't discuss playing doctor in the root cellar

ok childhood summers??

well i played that in the back of my father's station wagon with David L____. Hi David. Remember the time my father found us? I think he heard you zip.

anyway. um ok. Here's a line. See what you think.


Hot sand, my flip-flops and the air is thick, scented

 

[Tathagata]

well i played that in the back of my father's station wagon with David L____. Hi David. Remember the time my father found us? I think he heard you zip.

anyway. um ok. Here's a line. See what you think.


Hot sand, my flip-flops and the air is thick, scented

Pink or blue, therslap therslap therslap of flip flops
crunch of seashells and the scent of schooners, whales

 

[Angeline]

Hot sand, and the air is thick, scented
pink or blue boardwalk cotton candy,
therslap therslap therslap
of flip flops, crunch of seashells
and the scent of schooners, whales
at the horizen, gull caws, laughter,
screams from the Casino Pier


(here's where I am)

http://www.personal.psu.edu/faculty/s/x/sxh36/shore.jpg

 

[Tathagata]

Hot sand, and the air is thick, scented
pink or blue boardwalk cotton candy,
therslap therslap therslap
of flip flops, crunch of seashells
and the scent of schooners, whales
at the horizen, gull caws, laughter,
screams from the Casino Pier

Bleached wooden bones of the Cyclone
rickety racket reaching speeds
undreamed of
and Joe and nemo's hot dogs...10 cents


http://members.aol.com/coasting2/revere_cycl.jpg

and here's where i am

 

[Angeline]

Hot sand, and the air is thick, scented
pink or blue boardwalk cotton candy,
therslap therslap therslap
of flip flops, crunch of seashells
and the scent of schooners, whales
at the horizen, gull caws, laughter,
screams from the Casino Pier

Bleached wooden bones of the Cyclone
rickety racket reaching speeds
undreamed of
and Joe and nemo's hot dogs...10 cents


I have a mustard moustache
and a relish heart, later a chocolate
frozen custard smear on my suit,
and I imagine you, strawberry blondie
of a boy, all fury and wonder,
zoom

 

[Tathagata]

Hot sand, and the air is thick, scented
pink or blue boardwalk cotton candy,
therslap therslap therslap
of flip flops, crunch of seashells
and the scent of schooners, whales
at the horizen, gull caws, laughter,
screams from the Casino Pier

Bleached wooden bones of the Cyclone
rickety racket reaching speeds
undreamed of
and Joe and nemo's hot dogs...10 cents


I have a mustard moustache
and a relish heart, later a chocolate
frozen custard smear on my suit,
and I imagine you, strawberry blondie
of a boy, all fury and wonder,
zoom



red hair and redder skin
I'll be sore later
bumper cars call........
i'm just this much under the height requirement
pizza on a paperplate watching the girls go by
i think you are in pink with yellow waves
and bows in your hair and scabbed knees
and I make a point of showing
i'm not looking at all

 

[The_Fool]

Tath, that was really nice of you to let Ange take top billing. She even got to go first. You are such a good sub.....

 

[Tathagata]

Tath, that was really nice of you to let Ange take top billing. She even got to go first. You are such a good sub.....

well trained by the best my friend

 

[Angeline]

Hot sand. The air is thick pink
or blue boardwalk cotton candy.

therslap therslap therslap

of flip flops crunching seashells,
and the scent of schooners, whales
dip at the horizon, and gull caws,
laughter screams at the Casino Pier,

where the bleached wooden bones
of the Cyclone rickety racket reach
speeds undreamed of. And Joe
and nemo's hot dogs...10 cents.

I have a mustard moustache
a relish heart, later one chocolate
frozen custard smear on my suit.
You, strawberry blondie of a boy,
all fury and wonder, zoom red hair
and redder skin.

I'll be sore later.

Bumper cars call........
but i'm just
this
much
under the height requirement.

Pizza on a paperplate,
watching girls go by
and you in pink with yellow
waves and bows in your hair,
scabbed knees. I make a point
of not looking at all

but you do one quick blue
glance and my hair is black,
little boy, and wavy and right
to my waist and I have long
legs, scabby knees, fading
bruise and one mosquito bite,

red pail, castle and clamshell
spire toes dug to wet sand
therslap therslap therslap
to water's edge. If I were knocked
down by this wave, would

 

[Tathagata]

Hot sand. The air is thick pink
or blue boardwalk cotton candy.

therslap therslap therslap

of flip flops crunching seashells,
and the scent of schooners, whales
dip at the horizon, and gull caws,
laughter screams at the Casino Pier,

where the bleached wooden bones
of the Cyclone rickety racket reach
speeds undreamed of. And Joe
and nemo's hot dogs...10 cents.

I have a mustard moustache
a relish heart, later one chocolate
frozen custard smear on my suit.
You, strawberry blondie of a boy,
all fury and wonder, zoom red hair
and redder skin.

I'll be sore later.

Bumper cars call........
but i'm just
this
much
under the height requirement.

Pizza on a paperplate,
watching girls go by
and you in pink with yellow
waves and bows in your hair,
scabbed knees. I make a point
of not looking at all

but you do one quick blue
glance and my hair is black,
little boy, and wavy and right
to my waist and I have long
legs, scabby knees, fading
bruise and one mosquito bite,

red pail, castle and clamshell
spire toes dug to wet sand
therslap therslap therslap
to water's edge. If I were knocked
down by this wave, would

I see my chance to claim a mermaid,
or would all those old taunts come back and freeze me to my spot?
I remember a girl who waved to me from another car all the way to new hampshire last summer.
and now I know I'll remember you.
arcade cacophny melds with roller coaster
palsy,and the sizzle of hamburgers.
we all go back to the sea
I've haven't yet read these words but

 

[Angeline]

Hot sand. The air is thick pink
or blue boardwalk cotton candy.

therslap therslap therslap

of flip flops crunching seashells,
and the scent of schooners, whales
dip at the horizon, and gull caws,
laughter screams at the Casino Pier,

where the bleached wooden bones
of the Cyclone rickety racket reach
speeds undreamed of. And Joe
and nemo's hot dogs...10 cents.

I have a mustard moustache
a relish heart, later one chocolate
frozen custard smear on my suit.
You, strawberry blondie of a boy,
all fury and wonder, zoom red hair
and redder skin.

I'll be sore later.

Bumper cars call........
but i'm just
this
much
under the height requirement.

Pizza on a paperplate,
watching girls go by
and you in pink with yellow
waves and bows in your hair,
scabbed knees. I make a point
of not looking at all

but you do one quick blue
glance and my hair is black,
little boy, and wavy and right
to my waist and I have long
legs, scabby knees, fading
bruise and one mosquito bite,

red pail, castle and clamshell
spire toes dug to wet sand
therslap therslap therslap
to water's edge. If I were knocked
down by this wave, would

I see my chance to claim a mermaid,
or would all those old taunts come back
and freeze me to my spot?

I remember a girl
who waved to me
from another car
all the way to new hampshire
last summer and now I know
I'll remember you.

Arcade cacophony melds
with coaster palsy,
and the sizzle of hamburgers.

we all go back to the sea
I've haven't yet read these words but

I would.


(done but for the editing?)

 

[Tathagata]

Hot sand. The air is thick pink
or blue boardwalk cotton candy.

therslap therslap therslap

of flip flops crunching seashells,
and the scent of schooners, whales
dip at the horizon, and gull caws,
laughter screams at the Casino Pier,

where the bleached wooden bones
of the Cyclone rickety racket reach
speeds undreamed of. And Joe
and nemo's hot dogs...10 cents.

I have a mustard moustache
a relish heart, later one chocolate
frozen custard smear on my suit.
You, strawberry blondie of a boy,
all fury and wonder, zoom red hair
and redder skin.

I'll be sore later.

Bumper cars call........
but i'm just
this
much
under the height requirement.

Pizza on a paperplate,
watching girls go by
and you in pink with yellow
waves and bows in your hair,
scabbed knees. I make a point
of not looking at all

but you do one quick blue
glance and my hair is black,
little boy, and wavy and right
to my waist and I have long
legs, scabby knees, fading
bruise and one mosquito bite,

red pail, castle and clamshell
spire toes dug to wet sand
therslap therslap therslap
to water's edge. If I were knocked
down by this wave, would

I see my chance to claim a mermaid,
or would all those old taunts come back
and freeze me to my spot?

I remember a girl
who waved to me
from another car
all the way to new hampshire
last summer and now I know
I'll remember you.

Arcade cacophony melds
with coaster palsy,
and the sizzle of hamburgers.

we all go back to the sea
I've haven't yet read these words but

I would.


(done but for the editing?)

you can do better than that for an ending
sleep on it
lol

smooooooooch

 

[Angeline]

you can do better than that for an ending
sleep on it
lol

smooooooooch

I think it's a good ending, darnit. But I will.

slap and smooch

 

[Tathagata]

I think it's a good ending, darnit. But I will.

slap and smooch

i want magic
; )

slap and smooches to you too Mistress Ange
; )


and pass a few of those on to you know who
tell him to wake the fuck up and write something

 

[Angeline]

i want magic
; )

slap and smooches to you too Mistress Ange
; )


and pass a few of those on to you know who
tell him to wake the fuck up and write something

we both fell asleep watching law and order.

i forgot. he said hi.

(do you want me to slap him, kiss him, or both?)

 

[Tathagata]

we both fell asleep watching law and order.

i forgot. he said hi.

(do you want me to slap him, kiss him, or both?)

both is good
and tell him i said HI too

 

[Angeline]

Tath, that was really nice of you to let Ange take top billing. She even got to go first. You are such a good sub.....

You're dommy. Can you imagine us writing a sestina together? We'd kill each other.

We did write together though. Or was it you and Disposa? lol. I forget, but I know the poem was good.

 

[The_Fool]

You're dommy. Can you imagine us writing a sestina together? We'd kill each other.

We did write together though. Or was it you and Disposa? lol. I forget, but I know the poem was good.

Okay, I must be sick. Because I am actually considering the sestina idea. alternating stanzas? Who gets to pick the magic six words?

You better finish this one first.

And I need to get over being cranky about a 2 as the first score on one of my poems today.....

 

[The_Fool]

You're dommy. Can you imagine us writing a sestina together? We'd kill each other.

We did write together though. Or was it you and Disposa? lol. I forget, but I know the poem was good.

And it was Disposa....

 

[Angeline]

A 2!

Okay, I must be sick. Because I am actually considering the sestina idea. alternating stanzas? Who gets to pick the magic six words?

You better finish this one first.

And I need to get over being cranky about a 2 as the first score on one of my poems today.....

Which one? I'll give it a 5, damnit. (And that will confirm to all you trolls that we give each other 5s for all the wrong reasons. Now ask me if I care.)



Oh and I wanna do the sestina!

In a thread?

Like this?

 

[The_Fool]

Re: A 2!

Which one? I'll give it a 5, damnit. (And that will confirm to all you trolls that we give each other 5s for all the wrong reasons. Now ask me if I care.)



Oh and I wanna do the sestina!

In a thread?

Like this?

This flies against my better judgement, but okay...

I can promise you this won't happen as quickly as you and Tath put this one together.

Do you have the sequence scheme handy for the sestets? Better post it so we are working off a common rule set.

I am such an idiot for saying yes....