tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18842286.post663308599356562997..comments2024-02-26T09:30:54.111-06:00Comments on Domine, da mihi hanc aquam!: What does one do in a poetry workshop? (Updated)Fr. Philip Powell, OPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14970857401221305221noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18842286.post-46756493655264333612011-07-29T11:22:06.465-05:002011-07-29T11:22:06.465-05:00My first to contributions (to #1):
My wife has ta...My first to contributions (to #1):<br /><br />My wife has taken beating me<br />To new heights: as a form of art.<br />My wife beats me with diverse birds:<br />She beats me with hens, gulls, and ducks—<br />And oranges! She beats me with<br />Citrus, with such fruits she beats me!<br />She beats me with fowl and with fruit,<br />And should they run out, she beats me<br />With words: she beats me to punchlines,<br />To witty retorts; she beats me,<br />Like a naughty egg she beats me!<br />What on earth makes this art? Beats me.<br /><br /><br />St. Peter, I'd always wanted<br />to picnic in the Grand Canyon.<br />I cared little for Florida:<br />for her alligators, marshes,<br />ducks and oranges near the beach.<br />Why do folks still go there? Beats me. <br />I took in rocks, snakes, and burros,<br />all while eating lunch, in full sun,on a creased red checkered blanket.<br />I shouted for joy, not knowing<br />my shout dislodged great chunks of earth,<br />which fell, quite visibly, on me.Jeffrey Pinyanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08758581112217835988noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18842286.post-18410546569866745402011-07-29T10:22:17.354-05:002011-07-29T10:22:17.354-05:00WOW! I had no idea there were so many poets readi...WOW! I had no idea there were so many poets reading HA! You guys are good.Fr. Philip Powell, OPhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14970857401221305221noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18842286.post-72216401624152837692011-07-29T08:50:42.270-05:002011-07-29T08:50:42.270-05:00What could a salad offer me
or anyone, beyond a fe...What could a salad offer me<br />or anyone, beyond a few<br />leaves, wilted and bitter, lying<br />there, indigestibly? Beats me.<br />Oh, for a hunk o' meat! I yearn -<br />as when some lion, stretching, yawns,<br />and padding softly down onto <br />the plain, picks out a zebra or<br />a young giraffe, and coldly stalks<br />throughout the night, until at dawn<br />she kills, and gorges mightily -<br />thus I on ducks and oranges fall!Smiter the Archdeaconhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07741750392014519967noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18842286.post-75468382809451620222011-07-28T15:08:41.850-05:002011-07-28T15:08:41.850-05:00I must be a writer of phone books.
Dog eared phone...I must be a writer of phone books.<br />Dog eared phone books.<br />Creased cover phone books.<br />Phone books with blank pages.Banjo pickin girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06493740689193609149noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18842286.post-10923934429744071342011-07-28T10:44:28.117-05:002011-07-28T10:44:28.117-05:00This sounds like great fun, Father! You could easi...This sounds like great fun, Father! You could easily turn any of them into the next "tagging" blog meme!Jeffrey Pinyanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08758581112217835988noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18842286.post-82622602242633239112011-07-28T10:35:21.342-05:002011-07-28T10:35:21.342-05:00Does art live in repetition?
Yes, art lives in rep...Does art live in repetition?<br />Yes, art lives in repetition.<br />Boy, art lives in repetition!<br />It really lives in repetition.<br /><br />(Why include "ducks and oranges"?<br />Beats me. "Ducks and ducks" sounds better.<br />I suppose a chef could make art<br />From ducks and oranges. Not me.)<br /><br />'Cause art lives in repetition!<br />Yes, art lives in repetition.<br />Oh, art lives in repetition.<br />See? Art lives in repetition.Tomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09534284662785499386noreply@blogger.com