tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4356162479428337180.post8168343809319207646..comments2023-08-29T06:28:14.152-05:00Comments on Dragonfly's Poetry & Prolixity: Mugged By Poetry by Dorianne Laux & What Are Poems by MarionMarionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14786883679294446945noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4356162479428337180.post-29167874550037860212010-02-19T17:15:24.573-06:002010-02-19T17:15:24.573-06:00Welcome, Lakeviewer. Stop by anytime and stay a s...Welcome, Lakeviewer. Stop by anytime and stay a spell. Blessings!Marionhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14786883679294446945noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4356162479428337180.post-40155262131953250582010-02-19T10:30:39.260-06:002010-02-19T10:30:39.260-06:00I came in from Erin's blogs. I think I'll ...I came in from Erin's blogs. I think I'll flit here often. This is the kind of garden one can dream in.Rosaria Williamshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03133147851332084180noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4356162479428337180.post-56488704443611111302010-02-19T09:33:03.830-06:002010-02-19T09:33:03.830-06:00Oh, Erin. You've made me cry. Yes, bring your...Oh, Erin. You've made me cry. Yes, bring your anti-poetry to me and I'll hold it like a newborn baby and croon lullabys to it and feed it words of my own. You nourish me. You keep me keeping on. You make me want to write when the whole fucking fucked-up world tries to keep me silent and without pencil or pen or hope. YOU are love and hope and friendship. The day I met you was the best day of my poet-heart's life. To me, Erin and Poetry are one and the same. God bless you and keep your precious poet-heart safe. I love you. Blessings!!!Marionhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14786883679294446945noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4356162479428337180.post-83750185472863946742010-02-19T06:46:55.581-06:002010-02-19T06:46:55.581-06:00Marion, MARION! Yours! See? This is where it fe...Marion, MARION! Yours! See? This is where it feeds me! yours oh sweet yours! Yes. Love the line about it never calling in the morning. And too, the first, I laughed because I share that harumph about poetry and poets and then when I read, even those I don't wish to let in, they get in. Poems have fingers. They pry open windows and doors. They pour themselves in. They are dollar store liquid goo in a fart jar. The frickers. <br /><br />You speak directly to my heart, my dear woman. So, today I will write. You've niggled me.<br /><br />(I'll bring by my anti-poetry poem I told you about and put it here, in your comments for you.)<br /><br />xo<br />erinWoman in a Windowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14747858840088922077noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4356162479428337180.post-74852993307788750702010-02-18T16:33:48.904-06:002010-02-18T16:33:48.904-06:00Phoenix, YES, indeed. Blessins!
Margaret, I love...Phoenix, YES, indeed. Blessins!<br /><br />Margaret, I love your cinquain. Thanks for sharing. Blessings!<br /><br />Rick, yes, poems are all that, too. I already wrote a Nowhere poem, remember? Yes, we'll be friends forever and ever. It's the Stevie Nicks factor that keeps me coming back. LOL! Just kidding. You know what it is. Love & Blessings!!<br /><br />NOWHERE<br />By Marion<br /><br />Been trying hard to get there<br />all my life it seems---<br />first as daughter, then wife & mother<br />even in my dreams.<br /><br />I made it there as lover;<br />I'm almost there as wife---<br />Arrived at a milepost yesterday,<br />been travelin' all my life.<br /><br />Cried enough bitter tears<br />to fill a broken glass;<br />I've conquered hopes and pointless fears<br />I knew they'd never last.<br /><br />I'm running hard in daytime<br />I seldom sleep at night---<br />Can't wait to get to Nowhere<br />The city limit's in sight---<br /><br />7/15/2009Marionhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14786883679294446945noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4356162479428337180.post-53389832572740581502010-02-18T16:03:06.672-06:002010-02-18T16:03:06.672-06:00I love your love affair with poetry, Marion! Here...I love your love affair with poetry, Marion! Here's one I wrote today, a cinquain style I learned frm Dan of A Mindful Heart:<br />"Ice cold,<br />But at the church<br />Worn sandals in the sand,<br />Succulents and cacti, spare and<br />muted."<br />2-4-6-8-2<br />Love, me xxMargaret Pangerthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09995968579194433270noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4356162479428337180.post-54173262515595126492010-02-18T15:33:02.632-06:002010-02-18T15:33:02.632-06:00Marion- to me, poems are questions to questions wi...Marion- to me, poems are questions to questions without answers. A deeper layer to emotions. I love any poem that says,light up another smoke! you kidd'n me? pass me a camel!<br />Love you dear friend. Who knew you and I would come so far together and still be nowhere. WTF? must be a poem<br />~rickRickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12466743523566419268noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4356162479428337180.post-24904800964844459102010-02-18T14:45:35.073-06:002010-02-18T14:45:35.073-06:00"I could be in love like this for the rest of..."I could be in love like this for the rest of my life."<br /><br />Ah, but isn't that what good poems make us do? Fall in love in an instant and carry around that love for the rest of our lives?<br /><br />Also, "poems are guns and bullets and bombs."<br /><br />YES.Phoenixhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07477498671080132176noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4356162479428337180.post-61134569947790511862010-02-17T22:31:35.852-06:002010-02-17T22:31:35.852-06:00I've crowned myself the Pied Piper of Poetry. ...I've crowned myself the Pied Piper of Poetry. LOL! Kelly, I know you were a hard one to win over, but here you are, a poetry reader. Blessings!<br /><br />Karen, a fellow traveler on this psychedelic poetry bus. I love your writing, too, and appreciate your kind words. Blessings!<br /><br />Marion, if we're going to share the same name, well, you'll just have to convert to poetry! LOL! No, really, I'm glad you enjoyed what you read. I hope you come back often. Blessings!<br /><br />My Annie, poetry is what it is. If you like to write yours in paragraphs, well, that's your style. Much or most of your writing is poetry or prose to my ears. You do have a poet's heart, this I know. Blessings!Marionhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14786883679294446945noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4356162479428337180.post-26860785393556317352010-02-17T19:11:38.393-06:002010-02-17T19:11:38.393-06:00Some people have called my style of writing poetry...Some people have called my style of writing poetry and I always beg it off...thinking poetry has short lines and equally weighted paragraphs. I see it as geometrics I suppose. But if it's true, if people see what I write as poetry, then I suppose you rubbed it onto me. Your love of it infusing those you love.Wine and Wordshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06778785233226804217noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4356162479428337180.post-4267766328933106842010-02-17T17:06:53.362-06:002010-02-17T17:06:53.362-06:00You're going to make me love poetry, aren'...You're going to make me love poetry, aren't you??!! There are so many lines in your poem I absolutely love.It is awesome...thank you! Perhaps I will understand poetry yet.Marionhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00607220451457829777noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4356162479428337180.post-16934894369997219282010-02-17T16:44:45.835-06:002010-02-17T16:44:45.835-06:00And I love both of these, Marion, poet friend of m...And I love both of these, Marion, poet friend of my heart. I am happiest reading poetry and happiest writing poetry. It holds the essence of life -- and death and all things before and after and in-between. Thank you for expressing this and for bringing new poems into my life.Karenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12003379181294550035noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4356162479428337180.post-16365381023515423262010-02-17T13:58:56.662-06:002010-02-17T13:58:56.662-06:00You've certainly helped win me over to poetry ...You've certainly helped win me over to poetry and I thank you for that!<br /><br />It's still chilly out there, but the sunshine is wonderful!!Kellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00859017153454691633noreply@blogger.com