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Hooray, on two counts.
Getting drunk and realizing you made an ass....
More important, the realization of crap in your own writing. A major 1st step. 90% of what I write, never gets out.

(I should seriously lower my standards.)

Quick, mikesaysno, while you're still hungover, what's step no.#2?
 
Hooray, on two counts.
Getting drunk and realizing you made an ass....
More important, the realization of crap in your own writing. A major 1st step. 90% of what I write, never gets out.

(I should seriously lower my standards.)

Quick, mikesaysno, while you're still hungover, what's step no.#2?


Ok, so you've been through denial. That's important.

What I like to do next is pour anger, bargaining, depression and acceptance into a Boston Shaker and slam it down before the red hand of fear taps me on the shoulder

But one thing is true, failure in private and failure in public is still failure. Your 90% could light the way for those who choose to tread your path. And though poets might sprout from your rotting bones and consume your 10% like you never existed, the truth is you will never be lovelier than you are now, and you'll never be here again. ...
 
Ok, so you've been through denial. That's important.

What I like to do next is pour anger, bargaining, depression and acceptance into a Boston Shaker and slam it down before the red hand of fear taps me on the shoulder

But one thing is true, failure in private and failure in public is still failure. Your 90% could light the way for those who choose to tread your path. And though poets might sprout from your rotting bones and consume your 10% like you never existed, the truth is you will never be lovelier than you are now, and you'll never be here again. ...
Mike you disappoint me;
Step #2 is always Edit.

and of the 90% I mention, at least half of it is crap, and if anyone would like it they shouldn't. Some of the rest I just bored with.

But this:
"What I like to do next is pour anger, bargaining, depression and acceptance into a Boston Shaker and slam it down before the red hand of fear taps me on the shoulder"
I like,

...fear can be a crippler, but it can also be your best friend. Some years ago, I decided I'm going to do what I want, try new things, public be damned, but I'm going all out to the best of my ability. I get an "E", I had no idea what in the hell an "E" is. I've hated it ever since. But, really, I just happened to look at it last night, it mysteriously surviving two disk crashes.
It wasn't bad.
 
Ok, so you've been through denial. That's important.

What I like to do next is pour anger, bargaining, depression and acceptance into a Boston Shaker and slam it down before the red hand of fear taps me on the shoulder

But one thing is true, failure in private and failure in public is still failure. Your 90% could light the way for those who choose to tread your path. And though poets might sprout from your rotting bones and consume your 10% like you never existed, the truth is you will never be lovelier than you are now, and you'll never be here again. ...

Friends don't let friend post drunk. There is nothing wrong with writing drunk, although most WUI poetry is not worth the paper, you might get a few good images, which can be reused.

The romance of the drunken poet is a myth.
 
I'm a diabetic and I've discovered writing and posting whilst hypo ain't any better than drunk though perhaps more surreal....
 
post responsibly.


wtf?

drunk u postin g's more u than

the polished stuff,
yeah?
 
Friends don't let friend post drunk. There is nothing wrong with writing drunk, although most WUI poetry is not worth the paper, you might get a few good images, which can be reused.

The romance of the drunken poet is a myth.

How about a few beers for light verse?

In my craft or sullen art
Exercised in the still night
When only the moon rages
And the lovers lie abed
With all their griefs in their arms
I labour by singing light
Not for ambition or bread...

You know I went though the whole poem and didn't see a bottle in sight, but I did see "I labour"

Here's the romance part:

After several bouts of drinking, Thomas was taken ill at the Chelsea Hotel on 4th November and was admitted to St Vincent's Hospital the same day. He died on 9th November, the cause of death being given as a combination of pneumonia and pressure on the brain due to alcohol.

but, but, but, see bold

Dylan Thomas' detractors accuse him of being drunk on language as well as whiskey, but whilst there's no doubt that the sound of language is central to his style, he was also a disciplined writer who re-drafted obsessively.

from
http://www.poetryarchive.org/poetryarchive/singlePoem.do?poemId=7093


Actually Coleridge was vacuuming the floor when he was writing Kubla Khan, when some albatross feathers got stunk which caused him to forget... well no, I made that one up.
 
Mike you disappoint me;
Step #2 is always Edit.

and of the 90% I mention, at least half of it is crap, and if anyone would like it they shouldn't. Some of the rest I just bored with.

But this:
"What I like to do next is pour anger, bargaining, depression and acceptance into a Boston Shaker and slam it down before the red hand of fear taps me on the shoulder"
I like,

...fear can be a crippler, but it can also be your best friend. Some years ago, I decided I'm going to do what I want, try new things, public be damned, but I'm going all out to the best of my ability. I get an "E", I had no idea what in the hell an "E" is. I've hated it ever since. But, really, I just happened to look at it last night, it mysteriously surviving two disk crashes.
It wasn't bad.

I get step #2 wrong and I disappoint you. But then I quote Brad Pitt from the movie Troy ...and nothing.

I can't seem to disappoint in order of priority any more.

So where is this E based poem? You've built it up now; you've gotta show it!
 
Friends don't let friend post drunk. There is nothing wrong with writing drunk, although most WUI poetry is not worth the paper, you might get a few good images, which can be reused.

The romance of the drunken poet is a myth.


I like the idea of a designated moderator. We could link our breathalysers into the main frame and the person least affected by alcohol could vet anything of dubious quality.
 
I like the idea of a designated moderator. We could link our breathalysers into the main frame and the person least affected by alcohol could vet anything of dubious quality.

Not sure that the absence of alcohol provides a good measure of truth.

And Baudelaire said - always be drunk, whether with wine, poetry or virtue.
 
Drunk with sin is far better. More fun, more naughty, more... wrong.

A jug, your jugs. some jugglin'
clit, clit, clit
come, come, come
Twit twit twit
Tereu
Fucking Nightengales

Who said I can't write porn?

Nothing again nothing.
'Do
'You know nothing? Do you see nothing? Do you remember
'Nothing?'


Eliot
trumps
Pitt
 
A jug, your jugs. some jugglin'
clit, clit, clit
come, come, come
Twit twit twit
Tereu
Fucking Nightengales

Who said I can't write porn?

Nothing again nothing.
'Do
'You know nothing? Do you see nothing? Do you remember
'Nothing?'


Eliot
trumps
Pitt

Porn is fucking hard if you pardon the pun. There are only so many ways to describe sex and after that, you're just repeating yourself. I actually bought an erotic thesaurus and it's helped but shit it is still hard (again a pun).
 
Porn is fucking hard if you pardon the pun. There are only so many ways to describe sex and after that, you're just repeating yourself. I actually bought an erotic thesaurus and it's helped but shit it is still hard (again a pun).
the aims are almost completely opposite, porn relies on cliches, lack of psychological depth, anything other than physical depth :rolleyes: is counter productive to the aim :rolleyes: of porn. Erotica which is literature that explores some form of sexuality (my def) is in a very strange position, the more it approaches it aims of literature the less erotic it becomes. WickedEve always called me a freak because I would get excited about the "good parts" which were exactly the opposite of what is commonly referred....
i.e. I found her work to be intellectually stimulating
I always considered her to be one of the best writers this place ever had.
 
Porn is fucking hard if you pardon the pun. There are only so many ways to describe sex and after that, you're just repeating yourself. I actually bought an erotic thesaurus and it's helped but shit it is still hard (again a pun).

This is true of all art, yet every minute someone is creating something new.

It's old, only if you have seen it before.
 
the aims are almost completely opposite, porn relies on cliches, lack of psychological depth, anything other than physical depth :rolleyes: is counter productive to the aim :rolleyes: of porn. Erotica which is literature that explores some form of sexuality (my def) is in a very strange position, the more it approaches it aims of literature the less erotic it becomes. WickedEve always called me a freak because I would get excited about the "good parts" which were exactly the opposite of what is commonly referred....
i.e. I found her work to be intellectually stimulating
I always considered her to be one of the best writers this place ever had.

I agree and wonder sometimes why she isn't around anymore. Yellow Pining is still one of my all-time favorites.
 
the aims are almost completely opposite, porn relies on cliches, lack of psychological depth, anything other than physical depth :rolleyes: is counter productive to the aim :rolleyes: of porn. Erotica which is literature that explores some form of sexuality (my def) is in a very strange position, the more it approaches it aims of literature the less erotic it becomes. WickedEve always called me a freak because I would get excited about the "good parts" which were exactly the opposite of what is commonly referred....
i.e. I found her work to be intellectually stimulating
I always considered her to be one of the best writers this place ever had.

Ah but it's not so clear cut in the commercial world. I was educated to believe that erotica is the is artful porn, that is sexual imagery produced beautifully, having artistic merit but the reality of it is, most of what is labelled erotica out there is simple porn in sunday clothes. I agree that the close to art it becomes the less sexual it is and it is REALLY hard to walk that line if you take your artform seriously (as I do). Unfortunately if you want to sell and get published, I feel y ou probably have to give up to much pretense toward it being arty , at least that is my experience.:)
 
Porn is fucking hard if you pardon the pun. There are only so many ways to describe sex and after that, you're just repeating yourself. I actually bought an erotic thesaurus and it's helped but shit it is still hard (again a pun).



this isn't that porn
 
Ah but it's not so clear cut in the commercial world. I was educated to believe that erotica is the is artful porn, that is sexual imagery produced beautifully, having artistic merit but the reality of it is, most of what is labelled erotica out there is simple porn in sunday clothes. I agree that the close to art it becomes the less sexual it is and it is REALLY hard to walk that line if you take your artform seriously (as I do). Unfortunately if you want to sell and get published, I feel y ou probably have to give up to much pretense toward it being arty , at least that is my experience.:)

simple porn in sunday clothes

Potentially one of the greatest titles of all time, or at the very least a great line.
I knew there was a reason I liked you.:rose::rose::rose:


simple porn in sunday clothes

i bend to clean my shoe
do i golf
or go to mass
or go to literotica
and think of you

pruriently and course
fuck the poetry
fuck the intellectual discourse
fuck it all

i'd give it all
for another
hole in one
 
<snip>

simple porn in sunday clothes

i'd give it all
for another
hole in one
i guess you're golfing?

Simple Porn In Sunday Clothes

This is the hat Dad bought Mom
and I thought it nice, she always
wore it and gloves to church

A lovely hat, with toille
and sequins, like an Audrey
hat, fit for Tiffany's or church

They would disappear down
the hallway, do not disturb Sunday
after lunch, after church

Then I heard Joe Cocker sing
and I realized that what Mom
and Dad did was too holy for church
 
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i guess you're golfing?

Simply Porn In Sunday Clothes

this is the hat Dad bought Mom
and I thought it nice, she always
wore it and gloves to church

a lovely hat, with toille
and sequins, like an Audrey
hat, fit for Tiffany's or church

they would disappear down
the hallway, do not disturb Sunday
after lunch, after church

then I heard Joe Cocker sing
and I realized that what mom
and dad did was too holy for church

I am subject to mind changes...
...isn't it a great title?
and I hate it when you outdo me.
....I loved it!!!!

extra points for Audrey Hepburn!
 
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