In Praise of JUDO

[Angeline]

That's right folks our doll-babe, the Sultanna of the Sonnet, the true Princess of Poetic Form, lover of surfin, jazz, and bad girl AVs is getting a life (i.e., real job) and consequently is not gonna get around much anymore. Well, not here anyway.

And she's only around for a few more days! Are we going to let her go without an embarrassing outpouring of poems, anecdotes, sleazy double entendres, and general lovefestiness?

I should hope not!

This is the official JUDO love thread. Give it up for her here. Write poems. Make art. Slobber over her AVs, but for God's sake hurry up and do it while she's still around enough to read through it all!

 

[Star At Sunrise]

Good luck Judo!!! The board won't be the same with out you! Try to drop in and say hello every once in a while, and I'm sure you still will be posting poems, right?

 

[JUDO]

Thanks, Star. Yes, I will be trying to buzz by from time to time, but it won't be daily like it has been up til now. In fact, it's impossible for me to know when I'll be able to drop in at this point.

I'll make it a point to try and not become a "ghost."


- Judo

 

[Cloudbrst9]

That's right folks our doll-babe, the Sultanna of the Sonnet, the true Princess of Poetic Form, lover of surfin, jazz, and bad girl AVs is getting a life (i.e., real job) and consequently is not gonna get around much anymore. Well, not here anyway.

And she's only around for a few more days! Are we going to let her go without an embarrassing outpouring of poems, anecdotes, sleazy double entendres, and general lovefestiness?

I should hope not!

This is the official JUDO love thread. Give it up for her here. Write poems. Make art. Slobber over her AVs, but for God's sake hurry up and do it while she's still around enough to read through it all!

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In praise indeed!


Juiciest pics we've ever seen,

Undulating mind that's so keen,

Do you know how you've made us sing?

Oh dear! Here come the tears. Bye. (*Sob*)


If it didn't come out right, my apologies, but I hope you get the picture clear. Good luck, Judo.

cb9

 

[Mythos50]

Judo, I will miss you in getting to know you and in getting instruction from you. You say you will be back in November, perhaps by then I shall have written a villanelle even Senna will appreciate.

May the days be never so long
That we do not remember the way
You have helped so many along
In voicing what was wished to say.

Peace go with you

 

[HomerPindar]

I remember when....

..her av was surfer, and being new to the board I couldn't figure out if it was suppose to be a surfer dude, or surfer chick...

Yeah, ok, the doubt it gone, but I do remember that surfer av.

 

[Lauren Hynde]

One of the best moment's of Lit history, Judo interviewed by smithpeter:

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At last. Here is the long awaited interview with Judo.
Please note: My questions are in italics.
Judo's replies are not.
Her independent commentary on certain poems is bolded.
We hope you enjoy.


Judo Interviewed

We are all members of a cyber community. You take an active role in
commenting and encouragement in this cyber place. What do you think this
kind of interaction with others online does to enhance your personal life?
Can it be distracting?

Enhancing my personal life? Hmmm... I don't know for certain. I like
encouraging talent and interest when I see it. I'm not sure why. I think
that most artists that have the talent often don't get the encouragement to
explore and try the things they find interesting, so...I try that here.
It's nice to have that kind of an opportunity to do. Usually you must
belong to some large bureaucratic organization to do something like that
(and that doesn't sound like much fun).

It's distracting only in the amount of time it takes. But that is true
with any commitment.

Everyone wants to know. Do you really surf?
How do you think a poet's physical environment affects the poetry?
Does writing poetry change our environment?

C'mon now - everyone? Yes, I really surf. I started when I was a teen in
middle school with a girlfriend and her older sister (she could drive) and
I just kept doing it. It's a real release and a great contact with the
out-of-doors. Not only that, but you get to meet a lot of cool people.
One guy I see out on the waves is in his nineties. Can you imagine? He's
been surfing the coast since the 1930's. You have to admire that.

I suppose physical environment might affect a poet's work or any artist's
work, but as to how and why - that would completely depend on the
individual; their experience in life and their mindset.

Writing poetry helps me. It's a release just like any other form of
expression. It's another arm, another extension of my inner self, my
artistic self. It changes who I am. It really helps me look at words from
a new angle. As a result, it helps me expand my vocabulary and my use of
words in other writing that I do. Perhaps that changes the environment of
others as well.

Anyone who writes for others to see sets boundaries in subject matter.

I'm not sure I understand your observation here. I don't consciously set
boundaries for explanation of mental imagery.

Perhaps you mean boundaries or limits on what I will talk about - express?
Limits on subject matter?

Have you felt the need to break through your boundaries?

If the latter is the case, then no, I have not felt a need to break through
my boundaries. My personal sense of taste wavers from character to
character, but I've never felt the need to write about something I find
distasteful.

The biggest boundary I have broken would be writing so much poetry in the
last few months. Before this year, I think I'd written maybe a dozen poems
in my life.

Have you felt nervous before showing things to others?

Of course, especially here at Literotica with all the talent lying around.
Submitting is always a little intimidating.


Literotica has "erotic" in its name. How do you explain so many
contributions from poets that have nothing to do with erotica?

I don't think most of the poets think of Literotica as just a place of
porn. It's a place for writers and some of the writers want to improve
their craft. So, writers being writers, they submit what they're thinking
about - whatever's in their head. Might as well call it 'Writerotica.'

What would you tell people who write of nothing but suck and fuck to knock
it the hell off?

People are people and they will do what they will do. Literotica is a very
'free' place - in more ways than one. Free site. Free thinking. Freedom
to be who we are to emphasize what we value when we value it. Writing of
nothing but suck and fuck might be all that I would do if I'd been
suppressed sexually my whole life.


Poems

Aurora's Child
by JUDO ©
Gentle halls of air caress my face
Sending perfect signals of ease to my soul

This was an entry of mine to a Spring Poem challenge (I don't think I
started it...hmmm...). It was a beautiful Spring day here (in SoCal) the
day I wrote it. A wisteria vine outside was in full bloom and there were
hundreds of birds singing and fighting over the bird seed.

So, I just looked for those words that made me feel fresh, cool, fragrant
and plunged into writing a free verse thingy. Not something I've done
enough to be successful on purpose, but you get lucky sometimes. I admit
the fairy line at the end just came out of nowhere. That darn Muse licking
my ear again.


Looking at your poems closely makes me think things that may not be true.

Not sure what you mean here. Certainly some truth is contained within each
poem. They are either how I feel when doing certain things or how I see
something. The truth of me is contained in them.

When are we reading, listening to an experience that is very
private?

That varies from line to line usually. Meaning that some perceptions I am
communicating are from me and my personal experiences, others are not
(either made up or simply observations). I do have one poem "Wistful" that reflects on some very personal feelings. But private is a strange word to choose. If they were private, how would you see them?

Do you ever disguise personal complexity with whimsy?

Not consciously. Everyone contains complexity certainly, but I don't look at
myself as having "personal complexity." I see personal and private and I
think of public and revealed. I think the latter is how I see my poetry
more than the former.

Funny thing about words and me. Your word "whimsy" in the question. My
mind insists on having solid definitions that I can work with and
manipulate. Whimsy is a word that I don't use often. I understand your
intent in the sentence, but I would need to look it up to really answer the
question well (or feel that I had).

When I was very little, I started out as a poor reader. I think I had a
mild form of dyslexia where your eyes have a tough time focusing on the
line that you are on when reading. When I got to the end of a line of a
sentence on the page, it was common for me to skip a line by accident.

School is not very forgiving to slow readers, so I rebelled against it. I
didn't really begin reading novels until I was in middle school, around age
twelve. I started my first creative writing when I was fifteen, but didn't
really pursue that until after college.

I was a slow starter and I'm still catching up.

Here we go - whimsy - curious, quaint or fanciful humor. See, I knew you
meant humor, but I like quaint. In another definition it uses the words
offbeat and odd for the type of humor. Really? Is it? If so, I like
that.

I Want A Girl
by JUDO ©
I want a girl
Who's rich like Bill.
Whose portfolio screams for release.
Futures, stocks,
Diamonds and rocks,
Coming this way to please.

First poem I wrote at Lit. Driving home one day (where I get some of my
most creative ideas. The others come in the shower or spontaneously as I
write), I just flashed on writing a poem with a little bit of a limerick
style metric scheme about a dream girl. And it turned into this fun list
of things that I think we'd all like to fantasize about in a partner.

Did you play with dolls as a child?

Yes, didn't you?

Kidding.

I'm not.

Your profile at Literotica says you are Bi oriented and lists fetishes of
"Lesbian, Incest, Threesomes and Mind Control."
"I Want A Girl" is a plain speaking fantasy about wanting someone or
something in your life. Were you thinking of wanting something, or
wanting someone in particular in this poem?

No, not someone in particular, but this is more of a list like the one you
might make out when fantasizing about which house to buy or which place to
live. This is my ideal list of what I would want in a girl with the last
ingredient being the most important. Looking at it now, it could apply to
either sex, although I know few 'straight' men who wear short
skirts...maybe a Scot?

As long as I have your fetish list above, could you please explain to all
the lame brains like me what "mind control" is all about? Is it being
able to levitate small animals or cause an attractive person to suddenly
expose what ever part you would like to see merely by thinking about it?
Do you need special glasses?

Ha ha ha. I think "mind control" is really a fetish about control, but it
has the included ability to get away with it. No, it's not telekinesis
(the ability to control the physical universe with thought) and no, you
don't need special glasses. "Special glasses?" What would they do, SP?

In mind control stories, the protagonist has an ability, however it's done,
to control those around them. At Lit, the desire is often to have control
over someone sexually without them being aware of it. I think it's easy to
see how "mind control" nudges borders with another fetish, "non-consent."

For me a good "mind control" story involves the ability to control
someone's sexual drive with or without them knowing it. Just imagine the
fun you could have. Ah, a world without consequence. Childish, no?


Mechanic Ecstasy
by JUDO ©
(Sung to the tune of "The Addam's Family." I added words
for the bridge - look for "Buzz.")

I'm horny and it's quite late.
Just get the lube. There's no wait.
I'll turn it on and vibrate.
Mechanic Ecstasy!

Funny, this might be, but then the funniest stuff comes from the truth.
Once again, some of the best stuff just came out of the ether - the bit
about bothersome boys, turn it on and vibrate (I get a real funny visual
there - hope I don't look like that when I...oh, never mind).

I find myself tapping my toe whenever I read it. Do you have to work hard to come up with a scheme like this or did it just come out?

It just came out.

Working hard is a matter of personal taste. I don't think of it as working
hard. I look for the right words and voila...it comes out.
My feeling is that it just comes out, but I might spend a lot of time on
finding the right phrase or words.

But without the inspiration, I usually don't bother. In other words, if
I'm not "turned on" (fascinated, excited, curious) about the idea, then I
can't write the poem. Much too much drudgery, if that is the case.

I remember the thread this originated from. Many contributors sent things
on the spur of the moment. Do you spend a lot of time with certain pieces?
Do you abandon things for long periods of time before coming back? Have you ever totally abandoned something, tore it up, burned it and reformatted your hard drive just to make sure it was gone for good?

Almost everything I've written so far is start-to-finish in one sitting.
That may be several hours or it may be minutes (rare on that one), but it's
always front-to-back on first take, then edited, edited, edited.


The Revolution in Focus
by JUDO ©
I want to make a change!
Throw out your needles and pins.
Figure the light for the best spot
And bring a friend with you.


So you are pissed about the state of the world too? Would you please expound
on this poem?
Poetry can be a grand illustrator but can also confuse the reader about
what was going through the poets mind.

Sure, glad to. Redwave, political lion that he is, had started a thread on
the state of the world. In reading his original poem in the thread and the
subsequent poems of others, it seems that many authors were reflecting on
their views of the world issues confronting us from our daily newspaper
headlines - war, poverty, political football.

So, I took one of my favorite themes of politics - tail wagging the dog and
put it in the middle of a rally by the masses where the gist of feeling is
shouted "I want to make a change!" That cry to me is the essence of all
such rallies no matter what the change desired.

The first and last stanzas reflect each other (my little structural tip of
the hat to the pantoum thread begun by KillerMuffin).
Those two stanzas are the rallying cry. "Throw out your needles and pins" - lose that which
distracts you when you join the rally. Needles and pins having the double
meaning of drugs and/or stress. "Figure the light for the best spot" -
meaning stay away from the negative, keep the rallying experience positive.
"And bring a friend with you." - exactly that, spread the word, get more
to join the rally.

The middle three stanzas outline the biggest issue I see as defeating
change - distraction, smoke and mirrors, the matador's red cape. Call it
what you will, it's the item that makes the revolutionary call lose its
focus. Focus on an issue long enough and it will change, but if you allow
yourself to be distracted by whatever, it will not.

The first of the middle three stanzas speaks to using the media to distract
and it outlines a strategy by those who wish to defeat change use.
Convince the brilliant to be distracted by their brilliance. Many times,
the most brilliant thinkers are kept so busy working on incredibly
difficult problems (which they of course, believe are helping the masses)
that they do not lend their support when it's needed. Everyone else is
distracted by the media to the point of futility ("What can I do? I'm just
one person. - If ants felt that way...etc, etc, etc). "Thunder echoes" - a
symbol of crisis.

The second of the middle three stanzas is my personal vendetta against
corporate law and structure in America. It is absolutely amazing to me
that corporations in America have so little responsibility to their
employees. Use them up and throw them out. Plus, I think we can all agree
that a non-corporeal body such as a legal corporation in America has no
ethics. Yes, it's not a crime by a machine, but it should be.

The third of the middle three contains the main point of the poem. "The
masses can't fight cause they blink." It outlines the whole issue of
losing focus in the light of fighting a battle. The "grand pronouncement"
is simply a symbol of all things patriotic that are used to justify and
hide unjustified intent. Wrapping injustice in Old Glory in order to gain
praise. Such demonstrations by public figures disgusts me.


Back Door Baby
by JUDO ©
Back door, back to back door, baby
Gimme back door, gimme back door

Back door, back to back door, baby
Gimme back door, gimme back door

Yeah!

This is very much a street rap. I used that to convey the feeling of a
rough set of loving. Something that should beat you up and feel good as a
result.

Anal sex is often shrouded in mystery and tenderness, taking it easy (and
for very good reason - done wrong, it's very painful). But this is told
from the standpoint of a woman who knows her man and knows what she wants
and how hard she wants it. Yeah! Give it to me!

Is this supposed to be sung to the tune of something? I think I'll just
let you loose on this one.

No, not sung to anything. More like rapped to a heavy rock beat. I was
thinking of something shouted. Like it's time to get on with it, baby. I
like the rhythm of it. I like the raw power of it.

Besides, I don't see you doin it with Sylvester the Cat. Maybe Fritz the
Cat.

Doin' it with some cat, that's for sure. lol. Don't you just love
cartoons?

Are there any more versus?

Certainly there could be. Maybe there are, I just haven't opened the right
cupboard just yet.


The Sepulcher Shook
by JUDO ©
The weatherman says no rain this Spring morn
As relatives greet in delight.
All's ready inside, a welcome's born,
While they seat on the left and the right.

It was inspired by the challenge, but I went in my head to all of the
Spring Weddings I've been to and pulled inspiration from those. The
"Peacock" boys (pretty on the exterior and ugly inside) and I wanted to
make the bride really pissed that she could be so foolish to fall for this
guy in particular. No, I'm not biased against "pretty boys" - they do have
their place. lol.

But, of course, me being me, I did everything I could to set up the humor
in the end and it worked out with some lucky lines. My fav lines are
"...sitting quiet as God," "They seat on the left and the right", "He
folded quite graceful and whined (just like a priest, no?)".

Plus not too long before this, I had done a poem with Redwave about a girl
from Inverness in a simple ballad form. So, the metric structure of that
is here as well.

Yes, a poem inspired by a Literotica challenge. Or was it? Come on now,
Judo. Tell all.

Nope, never been close to being married. Don't see that in my future. It
was inspired by the thread, but really the best part for me was that while
working out what to do that might be clever, a little poem angel whispered
to me, "She works for her mother." Hee, hee, hee, I love those little
devils.



Boy Show
by JUDO ©
Dripping runny sticky goo
Pulsing organ emptied fast
Tangy blast between us two
Melted ice cream on fingers cast


Exhibitionism or voyeurism or both?

It sometimes takes both, SP, to get what you want. I think I told you that
this was inspired by a thread on the General Forum started about women
addressing their prurient interests in watching men have homosexual
experiences. I must admit, such a fantasy is an old one of mine. I just
haven't found the willing parties. Darn.

I had just seen "The Full Monty" (the musical rendition of the movie) downtown
and thought of, "Yeah, like Chippendale's, but the men then fuck each other. Mmmm...nice."

Is it a fantasy or from reality that you write about here?

Fantasy based on reality. You want the reader to think, "Yeah, that could
happen."

This question is similar to one I have
already asked. Do you feel the urge to write about something that makes
you flinch?

No, I don't think so. My stuff doesn't make me flinch.

If so, would you share? Just a hint?

Sometimes the reality of a fantasy situation is smelly, it's sticky, it's
wet, it's icky stuff, but in the middle of getting caught up, who cares?

That's the best I can do with that question. Does my stuff make you
flinch?

Yes, no and no comment.

You live in an area of the U.S. that is unique and often under the
magnifying glass of the rest of the world. Where would you like to live
if you could go anywhere?

From what I've seen so far, I'd probably live in either the south of France
around the Loire Valley or move to the central coast of California
(somewhere around Big Sur or Monterrey). I love beautiful places that lure
you outdoors.

Right now, I need to live where I live until I can afford to leave
career-wise.

What is your perfect writing location and conditions? Do you pick a time
of day and have a special spot?

Well...I write all the time whether I'm at my computer or not. I've
written on planes, in bus stations, in hotel lobbies, outdoors. The
computer is the computer - keyboard, screen, clackety-clackety-clack...but
the place needs to be meditative, low-light and because I live in a city, I
like to put on unobtrusive music or ambient sounds, like waves or rain.
Those sounds keep out all the interruptive sounds outside the room. Oh and
the phone is turned on "no ring" (can't stand a ringing phone).

I know that you also have participated at Lotus Blooms.
That is a radically different place than Literotica. What would you do to improve
or enhance the Lit experience?

I've certainly thought a lot about that, but I think the world of Lit works
pretty well. The life there is a lot like corporate life where everyone
has to understand some basic rules - no threats, no rudeness, no hurting
someone else and of course, you must bring your humor along, or forget it.

I really don't see how the site could be improved. I think that there are
some good ideas out there about how to improve some of the things that
Laurel likes to create. I think more could be done to make the authors
aware of yearly events that Laurel & Manu orchestrate at Lit. But the site
as a whole offers so many controllable options to the users that I can't
see how anyone who's been there for a year can possibly complain. Most of
the complaining I see are by "newbies" who don't understand how things work
yet.

It has been a great pleasure interviewing you, Judo. Picking through your
poems has made me a bigger fan than I already was.
Greatest respect,
smithpeter

Thanks, SP. I like you and yours, too.

 

[Star At Sunrise]

Great interview

That interview was great! A perfect place for it, and extremely interesting. I hope the interviews will start back up again. They make for thought provoking reading!

 

[Lauren Hynde]

The interviews will be back soon, in multi-platforms. Even better than the real thing.

On another topic, I'm not going to post my Terzanelle dedicated to Judo today, but only in about a week or so, as part of an elaborate plan to force her to come back soon.

The fact that I haven't been able to finish it yet has nothing to do with it.

 

[WickedEve]

Oh, an interview! I'm going to read it now. And I still need to write a Praise Judo poem... I'm such a procrastinator.

 

[Angeline]

And I still need to write a Praise Judo poem... I'm such a procrastinator.

LOL. If you want a consolation, I started the damn thread and I didn't write one yet.

 

[alwaysawake]

Well here is a stupid one since I am tired and limericks are all that pop into this empty head this late! Best wishes--AA

There is a talented writer/poet named JUDO,
Whose writings net her many Kudo(s),
Her creativity will be missed,
But her new bosses will be blessed,
And pay her lots of 'New Dough."

(Told ya it was dumb...C'mon Ang...get with the program!)

 

[Angeline]

Villanelle Farewell

(Good Lord, these are hard to write!)

And now, JUDO, for the only person in existence who could get me to try this daunting form:

Villanelle Farewell

You venture to another day,
Dear friend who now must take her leave,
We bid Farewell and swallow Stay.

Remember sweet the laughs and play,
Whilst our regard is on your sleeve,
You venture to another day.

Don’t worry that your gift will stray,
Truer poet I can’t conceive,
We bid Farewell and swallow Stay.

Let me one other fear allay--
Forget you? No! Though we perceive
You venture to another day.

Your words and poems will ere convey
The metered heights your works achieve.
We bid Farewell and swallow Stay.

Your legacy I will daresay:
Poetic form granted reprieve!
You venture to another day,
We bid Farewell and swallow Stay.

 

[JUDO]

Re: Villanelle Farewell

(Good Lord, these are hard to write!)

And now, JUDO, for the only person in existence who could get me to try this daunting form:

Villanelle Farewell

You venture to another day,
Dear friend who now must take her leave,
We bid Farewell and swallow Stay.

Remember sweet the laughs and play,
Whilst our regard is on your sleeve,
You venture to another day.

Don’t worry that your gift will stray,
Truer poet I can’t conceive,
We bid Farewell and swallow Stay.

Let me one other fear allay--
Forget you? No! Though we perceive
You venture to another day.

Your words and poems will ere convey
The metered heights your works achieve.
We bid Farewell and swallow Stay.

Your legacy I will daresay:
Poetic form granted reprieve!
You venture to another day,
We bid Farewell and swallow Stay.

Nice first villanelle, Angie! Once you get the coupled phrases that repeat, resplete with your meaning, the rest of the words just seem to come out of the woodwork. I really like the "swallow Stay".

:kisses, sweetie:


- Judo


PS - And the rest of you are just too nice for words. Thanks for all the wonderfully kind comments and wishes.

 

[Angeline]

You're Welcome

Nice first villanelle, Angie! Once you get the coupled phrases that repeat, resplete with your meaning, the rest of the words just seem to come out of the woodwork. I really like the "swallow Stay".

The explanations of the form I read online kept talking about enjambment--which I didn't get until I started writing. This is a form where you almost need to use it to make the poem meaningful.

And writing it was ahem--fun--ok I admit it: fun! So I'm gonna write more. Damn you!

 

[JUDO]

*chuckles*

 

[Mythos50]

JUDO wrote, quote:
"Nice first villanelle, Angie!"

And I'll second this!

Having tried at brotherly love once or twice... ok, more than that... it is nice to know someone will be about who understands villanelles now that JUDO will not be as active here as before!

(And I think I just lost my virgin status )

 

[Angeline]

Thank You Mythos!

JUDO wrote, quote:
"Nice first villanelle, Angie!"

And I'll second this!

Having tried at brotherly love once or twice... ok, more than that... it is nice to know someone will be about who understands villanelles now that JUDO will not be as active here as before!

(And I think I just lost my virgin status )

I might understand them--hehe--I think it's too soon for me to tell! I'll say this though: I've always known JUDO is very talented, but it takes working in a form like the villanelle and seeing how tough it is, and then seeing how intricately and flawlessly JUDO constructs them to really understand what a gift she has! We'll hold hands and try to write some in her absence, and then badger her unmercifully when she returns.

And congratulations on your erm unvirginity.

 

[Lauren Hynde]

I've tried and tried, but I'm not ready for a worthy villanelle yet. But in the mean time, here's something special for a very good friend...

PS: Happy birthday, J-

 

[JUDO]

"...words and hands and bodies"

Nice stuff, L. Miss you all. Thanks for remembering, you little Portuguese minx.