The Saddest Poem

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[red_rose]

I Wrote A Good Omelet

I wrote a good omelet...and ate a hot poem...
after loving you

Buttoned my car...and drove my coat home...in the
rain...
after loving you

I goed on red...and stopped on green....floating
somewhere in between...
being here and being there...
after loving you

I rolled my bed...turned down my hair...slightly
confused but...I don't care...
Laid out my teeth...and gargled my gown...then I stood
...and laid me down...
to sleep...
after loving you


--Nikki Giovanni

 

[Guest]

Isn't Pabulo, the South American from Il Postino? Loved that movie.

 

[eagleyez]

Re: I Wrote A Good Omelet

I wrote a good omelet...and ate a hot poem...
after loving you

Buttoned my car...and drove my coat home...in the
rain...
after loving you

I goed on red...and stopped on green....floating
somewhere in between...
being here and being there...
after loving you

I rolled my bed...turned down my hair...slightly
confused but...I don't care...
Laid out my teeth...and gargled my gown...then I stood
...and laid me down...
to sleep...
after loving you



--Nikki Giovanni

Oh yes, Im hanging out my shoes and shining my clothes in preperation for my week...

 

[hiddenself]

By C Cavafy (in translation, of course)

Days of 1903

I never found them again -- the things so quickly lost....
the poetic eyes, the pale face.... in the dusk of the street....

I never found them again -- the things acquired quite by chance,
that I gave up so lightly;
and that later in agony I wanted.
The poetic eyes, the pale face, those lips, I never found again.


The City

You said, "I will go to another land, I will go to another sea.
Another city will be found, a better one than this.
Every effort of mine is a condemnation of fate;
and my heart is -- like a corpse -- buried.
How long will my mind remain in this wasteland.
Wherever I turn my eyes, wherever I may look
I see black ruins of my life here,
where I spent so many years destroying and wasting."

You will find no new lands, you will find no other seas.
The city will follow you. You will roam the same
streets. And you will age in the same neighborhoods;
and you will grow gray in these same houses.
Always you will arrive in this city. Do not hope for any other --
There is no ship for you, there is no road.
As you have destroyed your life here
in this little corner, you have ruinded it in the entire world.

 

[Guest]

I thought this was "The Saddest Porn" Thread.

 

[paratrooper]

I can not live without the sparkling vintage
Cannot bear the bodys burden without wine
I am a slave to that last gasp when the wine server says
"Have another" and I cant.
Omar Khayyam
Well go on just a half