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… and distance

June 8, 2014

There are causes to “reasons” for the “actions we choose to, or not “to”. This is about THAT. When it’s involving a someone that has piqued “the fancy” it tends to “be” a ‘dangerous’, at the least UNWISE, decision in this day and, of (my) age.  “Functions” are well “practiced”, at the least I know what finger goes to the ear that is itching. As for responding to emotion… THAT is a LOST un-“perfected” ABILITY.

So, here I sit at the keyboard, telling an unknown someone of this confusion that has made me try to organize its telling. It may be an interest, in that you’ve stumbled across the categorical header of placement.

Here below is an emotional crux that HAD to be distributed. The best hope is that even if the causant recognizes their “place” the hope is that they slough it off to their musational abilities.

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I thought that I was
too old for this
a comment
to simple words
written in the moment
of recognition’s haste

“hello” to you
you’ve a mind that creates
spaced and driven
by others’ being near you
I haven’t such luxury

thank goodness for distance
because I’m best taken
“through” my words
presense may have you running
away from the Ogre
that ‘was’ ME

it’s funny of how the ending
of another story
of ‘Beauty’ transforming her muse
I do believe that I can
and WILL avoid such
by appreciating her
words and distance

… I won’t dread

January 22, 2014

I, ah, tempt

two strop bye

many sites

to sharpen

just this place

twilled of gray threads

overcharged

the weave

will mesh some heads

though not as bright

as wish to be

the ‘niqueness

has its trace

fore as I read

what many’ve cast

it’s new that

I won’t dread

bear-11

The PONDER BEAR.

… bringing me their HELL

November 9, 2013

I DO expect this to be the LAST of a disturbing insight from the previous post. Closing THIS GATE* is what has needed to be done a long time ago, but JUST KEEPS rearing its “pointy”, ( View Harry Nilsson’s [THE POINT].), microed head. ENOUGH has BEEN such, but those that are getting “in” are taking Wednesday Addams’ response of her not wearing a Halloween costume…

“This is my costume. I’m a homicidal maniac- they look just like everyone else.” … to what certain folk WANT.

To the “point”…

how sad that new ingredients
choose to meld with molds
harvested fresh to the “feeds”
too close that sickness grows

but, in excuse, the “lie” effused
the “docu- MENTAL” proofs
expectored speech upholds the “bleach”
while melting pots beseech

and, though so fresh is banter-dom
that PEE’s H D IS RIPE
a care-less walk to SALT good fields
[‘SUPERIOUS’],  feckless TRIPE

yet, on they go through Kristallnacht  show
their script they’ve learned too well
while I endure this Purgetor
bringing me their HELL*

In a World of a DISTRANSITIVE, MATTERS

November 8, 2013

I’ve HAD to take the time to jot about the following “end-counter”. Written after I’d witnessed one of the most glorious prosal gives I’ve yet to react “TO”.  The blogger had read a post then “LIKED” it. I was intrigued by the name so, went to see “WHO” this was. The piece IS: “you’ll choose the ending tonight”, [ LUCA],  (GO SEE IT!), afterwards this is how I commented…” You REALLY have a way of making someone walk INTO a “HAYMAKER”! my triptych of thought… WOW!”…  Upon making sure that it passed moderation I noticed a comment that seemed off-kilter, made by a someone monikered “twdyen”. The response I made was THIS: “the SLOW are too busy sneaking “up” on themselves.”, whereupon “DEAR” TWDYEN ‘shot’ this group of PUFFERY…

“Let me just fast forward to the end of a possible discussion with you. Africa is the worst continent in the world. If an African American despises an Asian American or a Latin American on the basis of race, how are we supposed to call him? A delusional racist at best.”…

OOOOHHHH, “MMMMMMY”. Not bad for, almost noon(-ish). I JUST HAD to see the site of THIS ‘MENTALITY’ / *”EU”-PINION, ( * EU= French for Water, which things WEREN’T holding at the present.)

YES (!), Ladies and Gentlemen, I DID pick up my DELLED MONT BLANC and traipsed to [http://simplyjet.wordpress.com/], the post:

The Problem With Chinese.

A GOOD article that explains the cultural CATCH-UP that so many of US that DON’T have the HISTORICAL PROVENANCES of THOUSANDS of YEARS. If sir TWDYEN had the forethought to have studied YO-YO MA’S SILK ROAD ORCHESTRA a lot of confusion(s) may have evaporated from his POSIT.

This is the return “volley”…

“sir Twdyen, I have an acquaintance that HAS a DEGREE in THREE “Official” dialects of CHINESE, He got HIS at a CHINESE University. His WIFE is a KOREAN Musician AND, if “need be”, I can contact one of the “Littlest Angels” of the Korean National Ballet group. DISTANCE IS USEFUL for ‘WE’ AFRICANS… SINCE they ARE SUCH CLOSER NEIGHBORS.
“D”

As TWDYEN will find, those that HAVE lived within the border called the WORLD, the textures and rapiers aren’t much different… A RAPIER only has ONE ‘POINT’.

The follow-“up”:
“I am not a nice girl that will clean up your ass. There’s no degree in Chinese dialects, just as there’s no degree in Black slang. And by calling them dialects you already are belittling them. I hope you are not going to make a lawyer’s job too easy. For most Chinese, it’s the written language that counts. For linguists, it’s the spoken language that counts. But, you have to know the difference to explain your usage of the term “dialect” in the correct context. Bye now.”
Lastly, if you too noticed TWDYEN IS a WOMAN. The inference of having a Lawyer’s job to made easy is funny… Since I’m CERTIFIED in SO MANY directions. For  TWDYEN to make such adieu about…
I wonder if there’s anyone out there that can /WOULD correct either of us?
Addend-dumb: Playing with a SUPERIOR opponent is most fun when the the “FIELD” is changed to a POOL.
I JUST “CAIN’T HEP M’SEFF”.
DEAR TWDYEN, in the NEOLOGISTICAL world living around US this is the response to your citing that “there’s no degree in BLACK slang”…
If a “PICTURE” IS worth a THOUSAND WORDS, You’ll NEVER get to the end of this dissertation.

That DASTARD Beast REMISED

October 27, 2012

Being extremely ‘LAZY’ AND acutely O.C.D., (Obsessesive Compulsive DISORDER.), can be a “blessing” for one that “needs” to “talk” obsessively. There’s “so much” to express but, the ‘time’ for which can try the obsession to “UTTER”.LOAD the cartridge containing the emotion of “LOVE” and the “reward” is a set of fraternal twins with the tics of Tourette syndrome… answering the others’ expressions.

That’s just the way that I have to explain why I’m placing what I am now. There’s a “SPECIAL…” arriving into my… and I am the guy that explained my solitary business by telling someone ” that I WOULD rather be ALONE, than SORRY”. “SOMEONE” has torn that notice to ATOMS.

accused, NOT heinous
THIS I AM
by TEST, TOSSED to ROAM
though NOT to LAM

my goals have changed
looking, rearranged
this BEAUTY landed
is “LOVE” deranged

the years are long
calm, NEVER kind
to shrink lost thoughts
to ease fogged minds

porschencula sought
but, not yet built
held under waves
for else’s guilts

I’LL wear the clown suit
for only so long
removed, and soon
to humble, STRONG

as this sweet BEAUTY
teach by glow
asks “take my HEART
I’m YOURS you KNOW”

I walk same streets
my “friends” don’t see
that “DASTARD”, BEAST
that ONCE WAS ME
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But, for ALL of this one has to remember the wisdom of Mrs. Pinnochio…”LOVE is a MANY SPLINTERED thing”.
As PAUL HARVEY would leave us…”Good DAY!”

The Weavers Union

September 28, 2012

The “Weavers Union” can be built in ANY community with the “factory” being as small as a 70 page, college-lined notebook. Yes, I said a NOTEBOOK. The financing of it doesn’t have to be as exorbitant as a bank bailout. In fact the better managers of the locals have gone to the ‘Dollar’ stores and stock the factories with items that used to cost a Dime. Such is our “socio-political protectors'” watching the national “bottom-line”.

The most interesting point of order within the body’s rules, and regulations is that there IS no minimum age requirement, no age discrimination. No sexism, and part-timers happen to be the most productive because their products are pre-packaged due to their being “older” of previous memberships at other locals. When I really think about the “don’ts” are they boil down to “DON’T not have your imagination at the ready”.

As you’ve been wondering at what this Loon is referring to is a literary CRE`CHE. The Anais Rowling, Aesop Herbert, perhaps, even the frequentful skeinster Edger Allen Baldwin. “Folk” with a practical use of the “YARN”, to SPIN, to PLOT. Hominids with a hankering to look at the bottom line of life to give their ACCOUNTING of the WITNESSING. Like, the 80 year old whose Grandfather’s intended Wife didn’t miss the LUSITANIA, but, was so large breasted that she survived to produce, both, a Basket-, and Baseball roster that included Mayor-hoods from “sea-to-shining-sea”… with the Genius of the herd being a first MADAM Senator along the Chisholm Trail.

The Weavers Union refuses to elect a “PRESIDENT”, mainly because that would stunt a persons FREE PARTICIPATION, having to be “BOSS”, ( And, YOU DO remember the story about how when “the CREATOR” had finally gotten the best model of ‘Human-hood’ completed that after ‘they’ left to tinker elsewhere the body’s parts held a caucus to determined which of ’em would be “BOSS”? Come on, you know the windiness of it naming “everyone”, from the
sagittal suture to the phalanges… Oh, you remember “most” of it? Then you know that some old POOP got the Job, right?), anyhow, it stops the mental shuttle from moving between the members.

Yep, as I said at the start of this little burst of aire, the Weavers Union can be started ANYWHERE, and if you’re “ECO-MOLD-LOGICAL” minded, instead of wadding up a page you can take it over to the “PULP SCRAPPERS UNION” to have one of them stir-n-press you some artsy type of scribble-scraps to preserve your YARN…

Sign in anywhere, all you need for membership is good sight, good ears and enough memory to get it over to the other members.

WELCOME to the SOROAFRATERNUS. Now go over a introduce yourself to
that man in the Beret, that’d be Roman Akleff .

Asking Your Pardon

June 6, 2012

You must excuse my not
getting back to your notice
it appears that the Gremlins
have found a way to find
work within this blog site

I know that there is some one
trying to signal me of some thing
of the what it may be has become
an empty panel of your
acknowledgements

These times / moments of setting
the few thoughts available to me
are electronic prayers of me
answers deflected by a whom
making me to connive with myself

it would be nice to have a flow
but, intermittence is the lash
of too many creativities
too many caveats
that’s the nature of this