Congratulations Angeline!

WickedEve

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Well, it's Sunday night where I am. So I checked the votes and Angeline is the Space Contest Winner!
Also, congrats to Laurne.Hynde who came in second.

You can see Angeline's and Lauren's poems featured at Sexlacious

Thanks to everyone who participated. :)

Eve
 
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That was the order I thought, with Judo a close third.

Now go add to the "Pretty Please..." poem! :)


Regards, Rybka
 
Wow!! I won!

And I was up against damn good competition too--not to mention the poems from people like Smithpeter, who wrote but chose not to participate, and others like O.T. and Tequila Sunrise who submitted after the deadline. Eve, not to um kiss your butt or anything (as Kdog points out--who knows whether or not we should anyway), but you are truely a gem for putting so much of your time into supporting everyone's poetry. Thank you!
 
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Angeline, being a giver is my curse! lol

Rybka, I was thinking about your poem today. I'm having a tough time coming up with something! I hope everyone will check out the Pretty Please Play with Me Thread, and help add to the poem Rybka started.
 
amazing poem, it received my vote.

Spaced Out

Sun Ra said that space is the place.
He got that right.
Space is the place where I’d like to be.
Uncluttered and peaceful I’m free:
put up my feet, spread my papers and books
Not have to put up with those looks.

You know what I mean?
J’accuse, Mommie Dearest!
Get outta my way! That’s where
I’m playing with Legos today.
Ok. So the couch then. Nope,
I guess not; Barbie lives there,
and the little snot with the body
has more clothes than me:
Barbie couture from Dior and Gucci!

If I try to sit at the other end,
Oh the things with which my poor
Tushy must fend. Very small shoes
In plastic, by dozens, designed for
Barbie and her forty odd cousins,
Demented toddlers, most with no hair,
Looking slightly befouled they await
The stray foot at the top of the stair.

Maybe the kitchen is where I can be
But one look and I’m bitchin because
I see dead juice boxes
Scattered about, empty cheese stick
Wrappers and close by the snout
Of my dog, O God help me
Another small shoe, which I
Wrestle away before she can chew.

I flee to the bathroom.
Just give me some space! But what
Do I see in my last hiding place?
The final frontier? Peering up
From the top of the hamper
All slick and agleam:
The “Get Organized Catalogue”
And all I can think as around me
My world continues to shrink is
In space, no one can hear you scream.
 
Going for the Mommie vote?

What an unusual tactic you used. Quoting Sun Ra, Joan Crawford's bratty kid and Emile Zola. Don't get me wrong, I loved it. Your poetry feels like jazz. Like Mingus talking dirty.

But still, Zola?

1954 United States: "Nana" disapproved by the National Organization of Decent Literature.

That must be terribly wicked lit. I'll have to look for it.
 
Pssst Karma?

Actually it's supreme confusion which sometimes, oddly, works with poetry.

Oh and if memory serves, I read once that that same organization you quote banned the entire Tarzan series because of Tarzan and Jane's nonmarital yet living together status. They sound like a fun group, huh?
 
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It was so very intelligent and real and smacked of depth and wit. Sounds like someone I would enjoy and relate to on a great level.
 
Re: amazing poem, it received my vote.

perky_baby said:
Spaced Out

I flee to the bathroom.
Just give me some space! But what
Do I see in my last hiding place?
The final frontier? Peering up
From the top of the hamper
All slick and agleam:
The “Get Organized Catalogue”
And all I can think as around me
My world continues to shrink is
In space, no one can hear you scream.


congratulations Angeline

i can so get where your comeing from in this poem ,, lol where even the bathroom isn't a place of santuary... lol

well done ,xxxxx star
 
Thank You Stargirl!

At least they're past the stage where they actually burst in and stare while I'm in the bathroom.

There's a Little Tyke's playhouse in the backyard: I'm thinking of moving in.
 
Angeline, I believe you were hiding in my house when you wrote this poem. I have a 3 year old, 4 year old, barbies, string cheese stick wrappers, juice boxes, barbies, legos... Where you hiding in that mess?
 
Eve?

You mean not EVERYONE lives likes that? By the way I have very bad news: mine are 10 and 14 now and it's not getting better. Although my 10-year-old daughter upon hearing the poem (and I feel it is my parental right to torture my children with the non- erotic poetry) said "How could you write that? I hate Barbie now! I'm into Neopets!" Personally I fail to see the difference, other than that Neopets come with fewer accessories.
 
Re: Wow!! I won!

Angeline said:
And I was up against damn good competition too--not to mention the poems from people like Smithpeter, who wrote but chose not to participate, and others like O.T. and Tequila Sunrise who submitted after the deadline. Eve, not to um kiss your butt or anything (as Kdog points out--who knows whether or not we should anyway), but you are truely a gem for putting so much of your time into supporting everyone's poetry. Thank you!
Hi Angeline,

let me join in congratulating you, your poem is delightful!

And now, in a relaxed athmosphere :), let me attach one (see below) which perhaps fits the topic.

Best regards,

&nbsp &nbsp Senna Jawa



the space has turned upside down



&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp the stars are taking a hot bath
&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp in the damp cloth of the texan air
&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp while along empty roads
&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp &nbsp the cosmic chill freezes my ass



1991-12-01/02
 
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Ummm.

You mean not EVERYONE lives likes that? By the way I have very bad news: mine are 10 and 14 now and it's not getting better. Although my 10-year-old daughter upon hearing the poem (and I feel it is my parental right to torture my children with the non- erotic poetry) said "How could you write that? I hate Barbie now! I'm into Neopets!" Personally I fail to see the difference, other than that Neopets come with fewer accessories.

Umm, what's a Neopet?

That's right. The karmadog is childless thank God. I admire those of you who can do it, though. More power to you. And I mean that literally. I can't imagine how tiring that must be.
 
WickedEve said:
Angeline, I believe you were hiding in my house when you wrote this poem. I have a 3 year old, 4 year old, barbies, string cheese stick wrappers, juice boxes, barbies, legos... Where you hiding in that mess?



Congrats Angeline, you poem was fantastic. It was almost like reliving a day at my house, only less hectic. I have 9, 8 and 6 year olds, all of who are ver artistic, not to mention pack rats. I dont believe I have ever been able to throw out a piece of "art"yet, not to mention sliding across the floor on tonka trucks and roller skates at one a/m or finding the milk in the freezer and the ice cream in the fridge. The stray animals brought home, they have yet to bring one home as cute as Karma although the bunny is close. _Land
 
Re: Thank You Stargirl!

Angeline said:
At least they're past the stage where they actually burst in and stare while I'm in the bathroom.

There's a Little Tyke's playhouse in the backyard: I'm thinking of moving in.


can you make room for me ? lol
mine are 14 and 16 ,, i dont remember ever saying that everything i own is thiers to borrow ,,, and why ,, if my taste of music is so , uncool and in her words , yuck !!!! do all my cds surface in her room ,,, ? another one of lifes unanswerable questions ,, lol
 
Neopets

Neopets are hard to describe other than that they are stuffed animals that aren't really animals, although they sorta look like them. I think they are kind of a cross between Pokemon and Beanie Babies in that they have the variety and alien aspects of Pokemon and the shrewd ersatz limited-edition unavailability of Beanie Babies. (Karmadog, are you sorry you asked yet?) And if you think this is harder to understand than an I-Ching reading, try finding one of the little buggers with a child whining at you the entire time: "But Sara's mother found them at the mall." By the way, I really really really really hate the mall.

I never thought I'd say this, but it was so much easier when I only had to deal with Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.

Meanwhile, back to poetry.......

Senna, I love your space poem; existential and yet I know what you mean (and the image of warm humid air as "damp cloth" is perfect).

Thank you all again; what a delight it is to be able to share love of language and poetry with you.
 
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WickedEve said:
Well, it's Sunday night where I am. So I checked the votes and Angeline is the Space Contest Winner!
Also, congrats to Lauren.Hynde who came in second.

You can see Angeline's and Lauren's poems featured at Sexlacious

Thanks to everyone who participated. :)

Eve
Congratulations, Angeline. :kiss:

You can't believe how happy I am that this board is giving you a glimpse of the recognition you and your poetry deserve and will surely have. You're one of if not the greatest talent around and I am proud to be your Friend.

(The offer to take the 10-year-old off your hands still stands, just as long as she brings her own Neopets) ;)

Thank you to all that voted for either Angeline's poem and for my own.
 
Lauren what I didn't tell you

is that my real talent is sneakiness. The 10 year old is the mean one (hehehe). And yes, she comes with a personal Neopet supply. And I love you too. And the fact that you write the way you do at your age is something I find absolutely frightening. But you have heard me expound my "in 20 years Lauren will rule the Earth" theory before, so we'll not belabor it here.
 
Oh, but I knew that already! ;)

What you're forgetting is I'm EVIL: mean is meaningless to me... hehehe

And I don't really need the entire Earth. I can settle for whatever's east of meridian 75ºW and west of 105ºE -- I'm not greedy :p
 
Hmmmmmm.....

Check my mercator projection map. I see. That would be um northern England?

:p
 
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