< my holiday wish for writers >
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                                                                < my holiday wish for writers >  
                                                               
                                                                writers can have happy holidays
                                                                but they write much better
                                                                if they don't
                                                               
                                                                so i'm wishing you
                                                                dreadful holidays
                                                                ones filled
                                                                with the desperate emotions
                                                                that you need
                                                               
                                                                well
                                                                ok
                                                                maybe a few ducks
                                                                but besides the ducks and a stray koala bear
                                                                that smells like a giant cough drop
                                                                because she eats eucalyptus leaves all day
                                                               
                                                                i'm wishing you a wretched and miserable
                                                                grouping of holidays
                                               
                                                                except
                                                                of course
                                                                for a seven hundred pound carrot cake
                                                                and some naked twins
                                                                of whatever sex you desire
                                                               
                                                                                - - -




    Image: "Stoning of Stephen" - Woodcut by Julius Schnorr von Carolsfeld
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#2
I wish you just a twinge
of what is not.

Take time off and sink in.
Wrap some paintbrushes,
watch the far-off look
of imagination dawning.

Show up somewhere,
savor a taste
you'd almost forgotten,
be at least a spectator.

Do not worry that joy
will extinguish
the ache of desire.
There will always be the prick

of what is not.
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#3
Yum, especially:

"Do not worry that joy
will extinguish
the ache of desire.
There will always be the prick

of what is not."


This is worthy of being carved into a marble entrance arch.
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#4
I've had those dreadful holidays,
they're overrated.  When last miserable,
I was London-summer miserable: befriending dead men
in their dying books; fitfully calling home, then
disconnecting, home being unrelatable
to my yellow smoke world, its dare-I-disturb ways.
I bore the dead parrot poesy for days
nailed to its perch, in the hope it might be able
to push up the daisies in my cliché ridden
Sitcom-sodden, Ellliot /  Auden brain.
But though I sat for hours at my table
I wrote nothing to impress the ellas and rays.
~ I think I just quoted myself - Achebe
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#5
Well done, another vote against misery. Big Grin

I especially like this.
(12-09-2015, 10:19 PM)ronsaik Wrote:  I bore the dead parrot poesy for days
nailed to its perch, in the hope it might be able
to push up the daisies in my cliché ridden
Sitcom-sodden, Ellliot / Auden brain.

I'd like it with no spaces around the slash and less Ls in Eliot, but fine nonetheless; those dead birds, with the exception of Mercedes' who continues to inspire the fresh and beautiful, stink after a day or two. So welcome to the mutual admiration society, the good news is the pieces I've worked hardest on on this site have gone over well elsewhere. We may be full of hot air but sometimes it floats the balloon. Big Grin
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(12-09-2015, 10:42 PM)ellajam Wrote:  Well done, another vote against misery.  Big Grin

I especially like this.
(12-09-2015, 10:19 PM)ronsaik Wrote:  I bore the dead parrot poesy for days
nailed to its perch, in the hope it might be able
to push up the daisies in my cliché ridden
Sitcom-sodden, Ellliot / Auden brain.

I'd like it with no spaces around the slash and less Ls in Eliot, but fine nonetheless; those dead birds, with the exception of Mercedes' who continues to inspire the fresh and beautiful, stink after a day or two. So welcome to the mutual admiration society, the good news is the pieces I've worked hardest on on this site have gone over well elsewhere. We may be full of hot air but sometimes it floats the balloon.  Big Grin

Big Grin Oh...if anything everyone's so nice here. Now over at the Pffa....
One less L? I will, of course, claim that I was referring to Cass Elliot https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cass_Elliot...
Thank Sergey for google.
~ I think I just quoted myself - Achebe
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#7
I don't need a google for Cass Elliot, I'm old. Hysterical
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#8
Both Eliot and Auden, eh? Running around in your head; that's enough to do it.
Always liked Auden cause there wasn't anything he didn't try writing. That, and
because he was a left-winger like me.

"I've had those dreadful holidays,
they're overrated." --- Smile

Nice descriptive details:
"home being unrelatable"
"its dare-I-disturb ways."


Those future generations... Cass is almost forgotten, Shakespeare's on his way,
but the dead parrot will live forever:
'E's not pinin'! 'E's passed on! This parrot is no more! He has ceased to be!
'E's expired and gone to meet 'is maker! 'E's a stiff! Bereft of life, 'e rests in peace!
If you hadn't nailed 'im to the perch 'e'd be pushing up the daisies! 'Is metabolic
processes are now 'istory! 'E's off the twig! 'E's kicked the bucket, 'e's shuffled off
'is mortal coil, run down the curtain and joined the bleedin' choir invisible!!
THIS IS AN EX-PARROT!!
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#9
Elliot and Denver - an odd combo that still seemed to fit. Sang of holidays and dreams and miseries

Of idle hands that stretch the pen
And grope for words around again
Writhe in time to cuckoo's clap
With notes to time the hour's slap

A rest awhile on holiday drone
With silent night to ring alone
No thoughts to one's daily unfold
Stories perhaps best left untold

Wait, no wait, the will to do
Courses on diffusing through
Permeates the filament fine
Undresses silkiness divine
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