One for my One - Writers Forum

Desiree · 06-23-2005, 08:47 AM

Come into the essence of right or left.
The OOps, but not. And again the same.
For to choose is a way to a wayer way.
I have said once or a million times that
loving you was an itch in my right palm.
No meeny-miny-mo. All after which life
felt as easy as a mother's cribside song.

Who could do you again? Not Franklin or
Emerson. Philosophy is not in words. It
moves and breathes and laughs. I see
your disertation to the world. Unburied
from all shelves. Carrying a hammer and
nails. You can make things level with the tilt
of your neck, and by Golly have, with me that is.
Long ago, just one kiss, and here I am, straight
with the world. Confident enought to choose.
But like I said before, with you, I never had to point.

dw/05

Psycho6058 · 06-23-2005, 02:49 PM

Reminds me of the e.e. cummings poem

e.e. cummings - what if a much of a which of a wind... (XX)

what if a much of a which of a wind
gives the truth to summer's lie;
bloodies with dizzying leaves the sun
and yanks immortal stars awry?
Blow king to beggar and queen to seem
(blow friend to fiend: blow space to time)
-when skies are hanged and oceans drowned,
the single secret will still be man

what if a keen of a lean wind flays
screaming hills with sleet and snow:
strangles valleys by ropes of things
and stifles forests in white ago?
Blow hope to terror; blow seeing to blind
(blow pity to envy and soul to mind)
-whose hearts are mountains, roots are trees,
it's they shall cry hello to the spring

what if a dawn of a doom of a dream
bites this universe in two,
peels forever out of his grave
and sprinkles nowhere with me and you?
Blow soon to never and never to twice
(blow life to isn't: blow death towas)
-all nothing's only our hugest home;
the most who die, the more we live.

06-23-2005, 03:00 PM

very nice Desiree.

I liked

Quote:

Philosophy is not in words. It
moves and breathes and laughs.

and this

Quote:

You can make things level with the tilt
of your neck, and by Golly have, with me that is.
Long ago, just one kiss, and here I am, straight
with the world. Confident enought to choose.
But like I said before, with you, I never had to point.

especially.

but the whole thing was nice to read. quiet and rythmic. like a boat rocking back and forth.

(I liked the cummings too)

v.

Desiree · 06-24-2005, 08:09 AM

Thanks for the cummings. I really like his work, although I wasn't familiar with this one, which made it all more the treat.

Vodka, appreciate your support. I think it could use a couple of word changes. Maybe later.

d