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#21 barney_rebel

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Posted 16 January 2013 - 08:05 PM

Approach of Winter

The half-stripped trees
struck by a wind together,
bending all,
the leaves flutter drily
and refuse to let go
or driven like hail
stream bitterly out to one side
and fall
where the salvias, hard carmine--
like no leaf that ever was--
edge the bare garden.

- William Carlos Williams

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Posted 16 January 2013 - 08:06 PM

Autumn Daybreak

Cold wind of autumn, blowing loud
At dawn, a fortnight overdue,
Jostling the doors, and tearing through
My bedroom to rejoin the cloud,
I know—for I can hear the hiss
And scrape of leaves along the floor—
How may boughs, lashed bare by this,
Will rake the cluttered sky once more.
Tardy, and somewhat south of east,
The sun will rise at length, made known
More by the meagre light increased
Than by a disk in splendour shown;
When, having but to turn my head,
Through the stripped maple I shall see,
Bleak and remembered, patched with red,
The hill all summer hid from me.

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

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Posted 16 January 2013 - 08:15 PM

View Postbarney_rebel, on 16 January 2013 - 05:32 PM, said:

Each life converges to some centre
Expressed or still;
Exists in every human nature
A goal,

Admitted scarcely to itself, it may be,
Too fair
For credibility's temerity
To dare.

Adored with caution, as a brittle heaven,
To reach
Were hopeless as the rainbow's raiment
To touch,

Yet persevered toward, surer for the distance;
How high
Unto the saints' slow diligence
The sky!

Ungained, it may be, by a life's low venture,
But then,
Eternity enables the endeavoring
Again.

-Emily Dickinson

Love me some Emily, but OMG that poor, tortured girl!

My life closed twice before its close;
  It yet remains to see
If Immortality unveil
  A third event to me,

So huge, so hopeless to conceive
  As these that twice befell.
Parting is all we know of heaven,
  And all we need of hell.


Ach, bleak stuff!

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Posted 16 January 2013 - 08:17 PM

View Postkkdalloway, on 16 January 2013 - 08:00 PM, said:

View PostSheldon Cooper, on 16 January 2013 - 04:51 PM, said:

e. e. cummings

beautiful

is the
unmea
ning
of (sil

ently) fal

ling (e
ver
yw
here) s

now


:goodone:

I think about this one from time to time when I'm I standing outside while snow is falling. Love how the form replicates the random patterns of softly falling snow.

And he breaks up the words "everywhere" and "snow" to make the words "here" and "now."  So it's like he is writing the poem as he is watching the snow falling. I always liked that interpretation.

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Posted 16 January 2013 - 08:18 PM

View Postbarney_rebel, on 16 January 2013 - 08:05 PM, said:

Approach of Winter

The half-stripped trees
struck by a wind together,
bending all,
the leaves flutter drily
and refuse to let go
or driven like hail
stream bitterly out to one side
and fall
where the salvias, hard carmine--
like no leaf that ever was--
edge the bare garden.

- William Carlos Williams

YES, Barney!! You are kicking some ass with WCW and St. Vincent Millay!!

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Posted 16 January 2013 - 08:21 PM

View PostSheldon Cooper, on 16 January 2013 - 08:17 PM, said:

View Postkkdalloway, on 16 January 2013 - 08:00 PM, said:

View PostSheldon Cooper, on 16 January 2013 - 04:51 PM, said:

e. e. cummings

beautiful

is the
unmea
ning
of (sil

ently) fal

ling (e
ver
yw
here) s

now


:goodone:

I think about this one from time to time when I'm I standing outside while snow is falling. Love how the form replicates the random patterns of softly falling snow.

And he breaks up the words "everywhere" and "snow" to make the words "here" and "now."  So it's like he is writing the poem as he is watching the snow falling. I always liked that interpretation.

I never saw that before until you just pointed it out.

wow.

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Posted 16 January 2013 - 08:22 PM

View Postkkdalloway, on 16 January 2013 - 08:15 PM, said:

View Postbarney_rebel, on 16 January 2013 - 05:32 PM, said:

Each life converges to some centre
Expressed or still;
Exists in every human nature
A goal,

Admitted scarcely to itself, it may be,
Too fair
For credibility's temerity
To dare.

Adored with caution, as a brittle heaven,
To reach
Were hopeless as the rainbow's raiment
To touch,

Yet persevered toward, surer for the distance;
How high
Unto the saints' slow diligence
The sky!

Ungained, it may be, by a life's low venture,
But then,
Eternity enables the endeavoring
Again.

-Emily Dickinson

Love me some Emily, but OMG that poor, tortured girl!

My life closed twice before its close;
  It yet remains to see
If Immortality unveil
  A third event to me,

So huge, so hopeless to conceive
  As these that twice befell.
Parting is all we know of heaven,
  And all we need of hell.


Ach, bleak stuff!

Because I could not stop for death, he kindly stopped for me.
The carriage held by just ourselves, and Immortality.

Yeah. Pretty bleak.

But we still love her.

But that bitch needed to learn how to make titles fire her poems.

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Posted 16 January 2013 - 08:28 PM

View Postkkdalloway, on 16 January 2013 - 08:18 PM, said:

View Postbarney_rebel, on 16 January 2013 - 08:05 PM, said:

Approach of Winter

The half-stripped trees
struck by a wind together,
bending all,
the leaves flutter drily
and refuse to let go
or driven like hail
stream bitterly out to one side
and fall
where the salvias, hard carmine--
like no leaf that ever was--
edge the bare garden.

- William Carlos Williams

YES, Barney!! You are kicking some ass with WCW and St. Vincent Millay!!

Read so many poems by them, currently reading a book of Emily Dickinson's stuff!

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Posted 16 January 2013 - 08:30 PM

Picturesque


Winter ski hills soft and white
Autumn colours naturally bright
Summer vacations and time consumed
Spring flowers and their natural bloom
The son sliding into home plate
The daughter as she learns to skate
Children together at the campground
Young babies with smiles all around
A family portrait so naturally cliche
A wedding photo capturing the big day  
Lovely couples with affection
We see picture perfection
A deadly car accident so grotesque
Why can't life be so picturesque?


-B. Lee

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Posted 16 January 2013 - 08:31 PM

Power On


IP packets
Incoming traffic
Open closed brackets
Displaying graphics

Program load
Confirmation
Access code
Data violation

Binary to hex
Checksum error
Decimal to text
Output: T E R R O R

-B. Lee

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Posted 16 January 2013 - 08:34 PM

The Span Of Life

by Robert Frost

The old dog barks backwards without getting up.
I can remember when he was a pup.

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Posted 16 January 2013 - 09:07 PM

The Beautiful Changes

One wading a Fall meadow finds on all sides  
The Queen Anne’s Lace lying like lilies
On water; it glides
So from the walker, it turns
Dry grass to a lake, as the slightest shade of you  
Valleys my mind in fabulous blue Lucernes.

The beautiful changes as a forest is changed  
By a chameleon’s tuning his skin to it;  
As a mantis, arranged
On a green leaf, grows
Into it, makes the leaf leafier, and proves  
Any greenness is deeper than anyone knows.

Your hands hold roses always in a way that says  
They are not only yours; the beautiful changes  
In such kind ways,  
Wishing ever to sunder
Things and things’ selves for a second finding, to lose  
For a moment all that it touches back to wonder.

-- Richard Wilbur

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Posted 16 January 2013 - 09:09 PM

Where Flesh Circulates


Its so hard to remember in the world - -   Weren’t you there?        Dead so you

think of ports - - Couldn’t reach flesh - -       Might have to reach flesh from

anybody - -

           And i will depart      under the Red Masters

           for strange dawn words          of color                      exalting their

           falling on my face   impending attack         satellite in a

          Gold and perfumes          of light              city red stone

          shadows brick terminal time             wet dream flesh            creakily the

          the last feeble faces             fountains play stale

          spit from crumpled cloth               Weimar youths            on my face

          bodies           where flesh circulates             Masters of color

         exalting their dogs      impending attack of light

         unaware of the vagrant        shadows on the Glass and Metal Streets

         silver flying   scanning patterns    electric dogs

         dark street life   ”Here he is now”       staring out

         from the dawn           he strode toward the flesh     jissom webs drifting

         where identity       scarred metal faces      masturbating

         ”Who him?” spitting blood laugh on the iron   afternoons

          ejaculates wet dream flesh          in red brick Terminal Time

          red nitrous fumes  under the orange gas flares

         grey metal fall out               on terminal cities

         to the shrinking sky fading color   sewage delta

        caught in this dead whistle stop                     post card sky

        dead rainbow flesh             and copper pagodas                flickered on the

        in a city of red stone       black skin work fish smell and

        dead eyes in doorways red water words             spitting blood laugh

        sharp as water reeds      fish syllables

        stirring this Moroccan sunlight           vagrant noon station

        spent in the mirror          dawn jissom webs       drifting rainbow

        speeded up from afternoon’s       slow ferris wheel          flesh.

- William S. Burroughs

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Posted 16 January 2013 - 09:10 PM

'Til Death


Here I thought you were waiting
at the gates of heaven
in world's end

So kiss me
if it's the last
taste of your toxic lips
so red from my blood
glaring at the sunset
before we die
as the sky turns
brighter than a thousand suns

-B. Lee

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Posted 16 January 2013 - 09:11 PM

Pondering


...Sometimes
I wonder how it will turn
Just experiences we all learn

...Sometimes
I see how you feel
A poor soul begs for his next meal

...Sometimes
I know how it all ends
Now I redefine the term "friends"

...Sometimes
I look for my false-god
Another used-salesman, smile, or fraud

...Sometimes
I sit all day and repeat 'WHY'
And those stars fill the night-lit sky


-B. Lee

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Posted 16 January 2013 - 09:12 PM

Questions?


Question me about my faith
and my answer is love

Question me about my love
and my answer is life

Question me about my life
and my answer is my faith

-B.Lee

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Posted 16 January 2013 - 09:14 PM

Portrait

She has no need to fear the fall
Of harvest from the laddered reach
Of orchards, nor the tide gone ebbing
    From the steep beach.

Nor hold to pain's effrontery
Her body's bulwark, stern and savage,
Nor be a glass, where to foresee
    Another's ravage.

What she has gathered and what lost,
She will not find to lose again.
She is possessed by time, who once
    Was loved by men.

-- Louise Bogan

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Posted 16 January 2013 - 09:17 PM

The Photographer


He holds the camera
attention focused
on
his subject

Camera raised
to his eyes

As steady as a sniper
who slowly
focuses
on his subject...

He gasps -
As the camera
becomes
his mind's eye

Holding  his breath...
The trigger is set...

Slowly pressing...
locked -
(Two beeps)
Sees red
Exhales and
presses that trigger!

SNAP!

Though he may
not
understand war
He will return home
safely

Many stories
will soon
be told
to his children

"We fought men"
"We fought Mother Nature"
"We fought ourselves...."



- B. Lee

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Posted 16 January 2013 - 09:17 PM

Men's lenses


She is like the world to me
Eyes blue
like the clear waters
of a tropical beach

Her personality -
Promising
How I perceived it
to be

Her face glows
brightness -
Like the morning sun

Her beauty -
is everything to me
how everything should be

Most of all
What I love about her most
are her tits


-B. Lee

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Posted 16 January 2013 - 09:24 PM

View Postbarney_rebel, on 16 January 2013 - 09:17 PM, said:

Men's lenses


She is like the world to me
Eyes blue
like the clear waters
of a tropical beach

Her personality -
Promising
How I perceived it
to be

Her face glows
brightness -
Like the morning sun

Her beauty -
is everything to me
how everything should be

Most of all
What I love about her most
are her tits


-B. Lee

That's fanTAStic!!

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