The Tides

[JUDO]

Funny. Over long periods of time I watch our Poetry Forum ebb and flow. Currently, it is at one of those semi-frequent low points where many poets come through and browse, but few contribute.

Some of the regular contributors like: Angeline, _Land, Elda Furry, Smithpeter, WickedEve, Lauren.Hynde, Homar Pindar, Risis Skye, Senna Jawa, Rybka, karmadog, and Redwave are not around too much this past week. And, today/tonight hardly any new contributions at all.

It's like watching a favorite bar or gathering place in the park go up and down in its own populartiy.

Is it the moon pulling us to some other part of the world tonight? this week? Is it because Mercury finally went retrograde this week?

Who knows? Who has the answers?

I'll just sit here on the porch, listening to the crickets tonight -- alone, whittling on an old stick or perling one, knitting two until the moon drops from the sky and coffee is served.

Might as well get comfy. It's going to be a long, cold night.


- Judo

 

[WickedEve]

In my case it's the moon. I've been out chasing it -- in howling pursuit of the man inside.

 

[OT]

lurker's life

peek repeatedly
at threads sorted by date
while
the top remains
sadly unchanged

lingering addiction dictates
waiting
for the next vicarious post



I lurk, therefore, I am.
O.T.

 

[JUDO]

lurker's life

peek repeatedly
at threads sorted by date
while
the top remains
sadly unchanged

lingering addiction dictates
waiting
for the next vicarious post



I lurk, therefore, I am.
O.T.

And at only 78 post thus far, yon echo in the night. Seems like it should be many more.


- Judo

 

[JUDO]

gerund-izing

In my case it's the moon. I've been out chasing it -- in howling pursuit of the man inside.

So, is it the wolf slut muse bating you now? Howling after the king of green cheese in the wintery blue glow from the queen of the evening, chasing phantoms through the misty forest, and lusting for more?

 

[WickedEve]

Actually, I think it's PMS and I'm having my "horny day." I think I'll run outside naked tonight and howl until something interesting cums to me.

 

[JUDO]

Actually, I think it's PMS and I'm having my "horny day." I think I'll run outside naked tonight and howl until something interesting cums to me.

A fun night is we.
A fun night this'll be.
While faeries charge
With madness at large,
And moonbeams light the way.

The grass grows faster still.
It tickles us at will.
Poor owls will see
The ecstasy
Of a madwoman fleeing gay.

 

[Angeline]

Just a quick glance
but for the chance
of seeing you dear
friends

Judo, I look in your
eyes, Judo I apologize
for poems so raw

they made you pout

the thread was pulling
on my heart

the poems are memories
they are real

i'm glad they are
my poems

i've waited a long
time

they needed to come out

 

[Angeline]

In Praise of Lurkers

O dear lurking friend O.T.
who so clearly loves poetry
to know him I find
is to meet with a mind
that is both sharp and visionary

O.T., you never know when I'll chase you down with a limerick anymore, do you? lol. Just wanted to say that I've noticed you quietly and unobtrusively (as opposed to oh say a big drama queen like me) make--IMHO--some really smart comments about writing and literature on these boards. I'm glad you're here. Could you lurk with opinions more often?

 

[OT]

Re: In Praise of Lurkers

O.T., you never know when I'll chase you down with a limerick anymore, do you? lol. Just wanted to say that I've noticed you quietly and unobtrusively (as opposed to oh say a big drama queen like me) make--IMHO--some really smart comments about writing and literature on these boards. I'm glad you're here. Could you lurk with opinions more often?

my muse checked out with a smirk
she said she was sick of work
without her I babble
when I dare to dabble
so mostly I prudently lurk




O.T.
babble

 

[JUDO]

Judo, I look in your
eyes, Judo I apologize
for poems so raw

they made you pout

Where? What? Who? When?

 

[JUDO]

The Mourning of the Dry Dock

Dawn comes. The seabreeze blows.
Grasses dance 'gainst the golden sky
On the dunes and sand and salt -- and sea.

Hunkered down 'midst my toasted guilt,
Locks tossed 'round my weary eyes
Like the tears and laughs and thoughts -- from me.

Can't you see?
They aren't we.

Here is now.
This is how
It will be.

I wonder if my friends are happy
Whether truth and joy have followed
On this morn from the place -- I flee.

Can't you see?
They aren't we.

Here is now.
This is how
It will be.

 

[WickedEve]

A fun night is we.
A fun night this'll be.
While faeries charge
With madness at large,
And moonbeams light the way.

The grass grows faster still.
It tickles us at will.
Poor owls will see
The ecstasy
Of a madwoman fleeing gay.

That's exactly what happened!!!

 

[JUDO]

That's exactly what happened!!!

I knew it. Pre-cognizance, or simultaneous good ideas? Hmmm...

 

[_Land]

I am here,

but have been mostly disheartened this week............... My soon to be ex wife ran away with my children friday night................
I had a date with my nine year old daughter.................. I dont know whwere they are.........................................




Well, now ya know a little more about me :*(

 

[karmadog]

Oh NO! _Land, I'm so sorry. I hope that is resolved soon.

JUDO:
I've been surfing the seas of prose
rather than wondering the
flowery meadows of poesy
(damn the cowflops, anyway).

 

[Floater]

Really sorry Land - ride out the panic and hope everything settles soon - these things usually do.
Good luck

 

[WickedEve]

land, I'm sure she'll return soon and you'll get to see your kids. I've been through a legal separation and custody and it's no fun at all. It makes parents act crazy.

 

[JUDO]

Been putting out the "good vibes" for all of you today, _Land.


- Judo

 

[JUDO]

A dragon came through
And stirred things up,
Bumping and grinding
And belching his sup.

But contributions failed
To materialize
As the dragon flew on --
Too big for his size.

 

[HomerPindar]

I've noticed a simliar ebb and flow here, Judo. course, I also note such changes in myself, sometimes feeling far more ebb than flow in my life.

But, sitting on a porch, watching the stars, certainly fits my changing mood...

_Land, my condolence and stength...

HomerPindar

 

[Angeline]

We are family

_Land you are hurting; can't think of anything more awful than not being able to get to my babies, but you must be taking some comfort from the symbolic hugs you've been getting here.

And Eve is right. It is going to be better.

I really like you people. Really.

 

[JUDO]

That's how I picture it, HP.

Wrapped in warm clothes
On a breezy beach.

Sand in my shoes.

A fire flaming just off the porch.
Enough light from the full moon
And Milky Way to see it all
In its sublime beauty.

Crickets chirping the Anthem
Of Independant Spirit
To beat the band.

And the waves,

Waves on waves pounding waves,
Making me rock to and fro
In my grandma's chair,
Wrapped in warm clothes.

 

[Angeline]

Waves

Waves of life
waves of despair
glory hallelujah
driving south route 1
at 10 p.m. on July 4
fireworks exploding
the air around my car
as he lay dying

waves of sadness
waves of sound
caught up in a
sea of tears that drag
me down to scrape
along the sand

a scuttling thing

till waves of love
waves of passion
lift me up to let me
me rise above the
curl of foam and ride
in Aphrodite glide
back to the land

till waves and waves
roll on in rhythm pounding
at the beach eroding time
and worlds of waves

crash in

and drag me back again.

 

[_Land]

rain washes my cheeks
steady streams, dirt unremoved
lines deepen, I gray
nothing ages like pain

Three things cherished
stolen, taken by a common thief
unrepenting, forcing a cross to be born
carried in love, for my children

torn by seperation, robbed of joy
my very heart beats, feint across miles
wheres my daddy, echoing boundlessly
resounding, ringing louder then ever

I need a tear catcher, no a rain bucket
to save each drop of love as it falls
a gift given, unseen, unheard
yet unselfishly released