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Divine Love, With a Side of Squash

 
 
Reply Mon 23 Aug, 2004 06:54 am
The more we fight
the more I know
how very much in love we are.

A falling star still burns,
yearns to return
to its place
in the odd alchemy
we call heaven,
strung with lights
garish as Christmas dinner.

Thrown together
we wait it out,
too sick to live,
too piss-poor to move.

The man you brought home last night
was divine.

For who's benefit was that,
yours, or mine?

Was this a conversion,
manger-style,
backyard, barnyard,
hula hoop
seductive
snake oil sale?

The letter I wrote,
you took as truth.

Point one, i.e. 'A'

I took it as purloined,
the flipside of a coin
dancing on it's edge,
perfoming a pirhouette,
wondering where to fall,
heads or tails?

Who judges here,
Joshua or Ruth?
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fortune
 
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Reply Mon 23 Aug, 2004 07:00 am
The purloined letter. Touching, cav.
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cavfancier
 
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Reply Mon 23 Aug, 2004 07:32 am
Ahh, while an anchoring image, the whole thing really is a metaphor.
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drom et reve
 
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Reply Mon 23 Aug, 2004 01:44 pm
I loved this poem, Cav; it intrigued my imagination. Did anything in particular trigger your writing it?

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Letty
 
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Reply Mon 23 Aug, 2004 01:53 pm
Hmmmm. A metaphor then. We'll leave it as it stands. Lovely, Cav.

And thy people shall be my people, and thy God my God. I choose to think Ruth judges.
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cavfancier
 
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Reply Mon 23 Aug, 2004 02:00 pm
I've been having strange dreams lately regarding old and current relationships, the conflicts involved, tangentially connected to what everyone sees on the news these days, and hears/thinks about 'the enemy'.
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Letty
 
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Reply Mon 23 Aug, 2004 02:15 pm
Strange that you should mention that, Cav. I had a dream about a rabid dog the other night. Wonder what wall will fall?

There is a time in the hour glass,
When sand will not run through,
But only becomes imbedded in time,
With little thought for verse or rhyme
Because we think of yesterday
And consummate in breech and fray.
Nothing there to light the way.

Hey, Drom. What happened to those elation poems. <smile>
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drom et reve
 
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Reply Mon 23 Aug, 2004 02:21 pm
Here's a new one, Letty Very Happy

http://www.able2know.com/forums/viewtopic.php?p=858652#858652
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Letty
 
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Reply Mon 23 Aug, 2004 02:44 pm
halcyon days and fleur de lis..(I love that phrase, drom.)
A fancy plate of plantagenetry.

Come on Cav, fortune. Let's cheer up the clown.
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cavfancier
 
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Reply Mon 23 Aug, 2004 02:50 pm
C'mon Letty...don't take it so seriously. This was strictly an intellectual project sprung from fragments of a dream. In fact, I posted a loverly love-elated poem myself in drom's thread, because it reminded me of my wife. The clown don't need cheering up. I have calamari defrosting, I think grilled in 'florettes' on a spinach-ginger puree with cauliflower fritters, time permitting, or nice croutes with roasted garlic mayo.
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Letty
 
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Reply Mon 23 Aug, 2004 03:00 pm
Do I get a doggie bag, Cav? Sorry to have created strife where there was none, Canuck. Rolling Eyes
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cavfancier
 
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Reply Mon 23 Aug, 2004 03:16 pm
No strife involved at all, Letty, sheesh! Yes, you get a doggie bag, but...uh oh, that's the doorbeel...Hi Billy,

"Yeah, what do you know about Billy?"

Well, I know you creep around our house all night, what do you want?

"Creep CREEP???? NOBODY UNDERSTANDS ME!!!!" <Billy pulls knife>

Okay Billy, careful now, step away from my wife and get on your bike, yes?

"NO! NEVER!!"

Here...I didn't cook all the squid, and your mom is a marine biologist, I think she'll appreciate this gift.

"Umm, okay, sorry to interrupt your dinner, Mr. cav."

That's okay Billy. Phew! Close call. Laughing
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cavfancier
 
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Reply Thu 11 Nov, 2004 08:09 am
<bump> major rewrites.
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Letty
 
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Reply Thu 11 Nov, 2004 09:26 am
Resisting the urge to tell you that "...dire straits" may be considered a tad overused. Razz
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cavfancier
 
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Reply Thu 11 Nov, 2004 09:36 am
Letty wrote:
Resisting the urge to tell you that "...dire straits" may be considered a tad overused. Razz


No problemo, you are right. I just removed the entire phrase.
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kellyvinal
 
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Reply Fri 12 Nov, 2004 11:00 am
Deceptively complex, Cav. Another fine offering from a master here. I will have to read it a few more times. Seems like you are picking leaves from my Tree of Metaphorical Repose :-)
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cavfancier
 
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Reply Sat 13 Nov, 2004 12:50 pm
Ack, I'm struggling with a new title that encompasses the surface reading, and the metaphor. Thoughts welcome on my new one...
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