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* H.....e.....i.....s.....h *
complex tapestries weave
helix in their coils
dissuading the temporal heart
leaping in ballet fronds
her cascade colic laugh
"Perjury" cries this out
saute hazy drama dream
while dirty feet skips
down stairs with weathered
key scored ballastrade
her legs of flashing ivory
jimmeying key chords
down
every
second
step
and my heart soars
in her aria's
like the rush of fractions
she swears when she
scores
and throws the phone
across the room
to break the grim ass
kicking gloom...
"just for fucking practise"
and the jets bound roar
rising
like rockets
then the afternoon
stares in the empty
window sockets
florrid and dreary
a moon crawls
up the alley ass
of graffitti gallow
pure as death
and we put the sting
round our love
like rings
you and me
together
as one
forever
and night kills the
sun
.........................
Comments
Esker
Mon, 2012-09-03 22:08
inspired work
for Val.
pleiades
Mon, 2012-09-03 22:48
inspired indeed
inspired indeed
feels almost wrong to single out
any one part from the rest, but your
second stanza is outstanding...the word
choices are exceptionally good
you do more than write words...you paint pictures
love
love
love it
love the passion, the pace, the way
thoughts fall down the page, gathering
momentum and intensity
man! this is GOOD
(a bit of a bodice ripper actually...)
your
m
Esker
Mon, 2012-09-03 22:52
You know me my M..D land how you loved the war horse head..
"dragged out"
thats me
dragged out by life
and staggering tall still
exciting these tonic days
the heart still ticking
beaten broken but kicking
I have you to thank
when all else were kicking
my gaurd dog pride
you simply led
I can still feel those
words
like yesterdays winters
..!
Valyrianne
Tue, 2012-09-04 12:02
I am
humbled, impressed and intrigued...but then you knew as much...almost has a feel of game on...
Thank you so much,
Val
Esker
Tue, 2012-09-04 12:09
Game on...Like Spot On!!
Poetland..can we still gather in the luxury of the auto and
spendthrift abandon behind the wheel
I have met those whom pose and decry the need to be
free and live LIVE
and then
there are those too busy alive
burning bridges and leaping on their war
horses
consuming passion like
pastries and champagne to do otherwise
I am not a tire kicker of life..
but a careful document taker of moment
through the words heart and interaction
with the few special others that
throw their interjections and harried pursuits
their long burn study of what they cannot
dissuade from their hearty endevours
this is merely a test
there are many who get lauded followed
primped and prodded
(mentally of course)
and Ive met them
loved them
followed them
Neopoet is my great Home
where I come in from roaming
from hunting
from grazing
Thank You so much also
Steven
Ian.T
Tue, 2012-09-04 12:11
Steve
I do hope that the Val grasps the words then picks up the phone to call you. Loved the write,
Yours Ian.T
.
There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..
Esker
Tue, 2012-09-04 12:28
thank You Ian...
I have a muse from my darklands
with a voice that can lull the wild winds
and stir the sparks
I am happy
I am haunted
weirdelf
Wed, 2012-09-05 20:35
We have our own little games
and in yours lately I don't like your contrived titles. Could be the first case ever of me envying another poet? Not quite. I truly think the titles are contrived, the poetry is no less sublime than I expect.
Tell me true, do you write this well naturally or do the expectations of other poets, .like me, help you to maintain your standards?
cheers,
Jess
A new workshop on the most important element of poetry-
'Rhythm and Meter in Poetry'
https://www.neopoet.com/workshop/rhythm-and-meter-poetry
pleiades
Wed, 2012-09-05 22:25
sorry jess and e, can't help
sorry jess and e, can't help but butt in here...
jess, he writes that well naturally...and better
i've never read someone (on any poetry site) with the
depth of poetic soul that esker has...that esker is.
as a struggling would-be writer who so often doubts, and seriously
questions her "talent", esker is a poet who always inspires me
i deliberately use the term "poet" in relation to him, because
he is one
most here, myself included of course,
and on like sites, are not (imo only)
i hope esker replies to your question
it's a good one
cheers
p
weirdelf
Wed, 2012-09-05 22:30
(how do you blow a raspberry in ascii?)
I've known and revered Steven/Orgami/Esker for five years, I regard him as a soul brother. We have had falling outs, arguments but always respect.
If I want to tell him he's an arse, he'll tell me to go wipe it and make poetry from it, which is precisely what he did recently! (actually it included wasps)
I have not yet risen to the challenge of writing as wasp wiped arse poem, but that is my failing.
cheers,
Jess
A new workshop on the most important element of poetry-
'Rhythm and Meter in Poetry'
https://www.neopoet.com/workshop/rhythm-and-meter-poetry
Esker
Wed, 2012-09-05 22:48
In bars and in hitch hiking in cars..women men picked me up
for chats...(not for sex...intelligencia)
everything fails first unless the design is thought through
if you desire to fail
Then design through the fail
around the fail
above the fail
You whom told me of the punk days
heady moments
its not easy up in the spotlight
its a free form of falling
if I had come to Neopoet to be someone
from nothing which was true
then I would have packed it up
long ago... I came to be regarded as
a poet like I tell everyone here who are
with their works
I was regarded as a poet
but that is not the end
or shall it be the beginning
my desire for all is to be able to
wait and be here when that moment
arrives like it did for me here and before
I got here that my writing just opened
up.....Im writing here but Im far far far
into the distance... sometimes when
you are on point in your mission
to get somewhere thats where its at
Im not failing.. I know how to do that
Ive done more then attempt that
and not because my mother or father
or my milk spilt or someone got the
gold star in primary school
cause that sure as hell wasnt me
but I wanted and willed myself to write
through all odds..
I have been on a road minus forty
in a nineteen fifty five camel pea jacket
english navy one thirty NO traffic and
a trucker stopped and fed me for stories
and his tales and dropped me off at
my reserve road....I thought I was going
to be dead and accepted this when that
angel appeared... I know that something
arrives...and I know that nothing arrives
but expecting either is not being alive
does that make sense
pluggin in the computer
and poising the fingers over the keys
and creating no matter how hard it is
brought me here
this kind of writing did not happen
It arrived!!!!!!!!!!
pleiades
Wed, 2012-09-05 22:51
what's acsii?
what's acsii?
the normal way i'd guess...put you tongue between your lips and BLURT!
cheers
p
Esker
Wed, 2012-09-05 23:04
society and culture and teachings and teachers..
is sometimes to stone the teacher.. but not the teachings..
those live on in oral traditions
everyone is free to ridicule my work through opinion... those that wish
to denigrate my personal self are putting up their own personality for
all to see here....and that my friends is called society and reality...
and That is the sign at the door here that keeps a MEMBERS only
idealism from unsurping a community of creativity
Strong arm the will of socieity through audience Not hulk about the
theatre snarling at the other poets From what I see they are busy
crafting they are producing volume
I know those that throw stones they want for me to do likewise
in their manner as to show that therefore Neopoet is just a feral
business that poetry must be the hard labour and not love
But I say it is a Love whom under oppression did not rise up
and be strong from under that yoke Poetry is in a sad state
right now..The very outside social view is that its not worth purchasing
that it is stale The poets whom are my heros bore down on each
other to create a voice that would ring out above the throngs of the
tired and ill... that would enliven and aleviate the aches that wounded
wandered in their ghostly keep
I shall continue to urge and comment and note
and to write so Neopoet can have its library for the newcomers
for the browsers whom are poor and cannot be locked outside
the MEMBERS ONLY houses of creativity
As if creativity were something of self make...
If it were..why would any of us apply our works here so freely
this NEOPOET is a spring of which I drink the sweet waters
of the muse. delve into the deep for compelling works
and share what works we can improve
P you are my Poet! My opinion!
thank you
pleiades
Wed, 2012-09-05 23:11
i'm going to message you what
i'm going to message you what
i think about this
Esker
Wed, 2012-09-05 23:28
Fiery expostulations of those pangs.
poetry is passion
we poets are banging words
we are making poems like bread
for the hungry
who wants to hear wind and thunder
people are stiving against that all over
but they are hungry
we can feed them
with words..compell their minds to come
alive with imagination
they will come to Neopoet
not for the smoke and thunder
but for the taste of that which
they may never have known
they ached for....
Esker
Tue, 2012-09-18 00:44
inspire..........
Hey P... You inspire me!!! hows that!! more then just a teaser
your the real Babe...got a new one...cant help but think of Laby now
and you way over there...lets get it up! and keep this going...
no sense of aging just keep on a changin!
Poetically all Yours!! Esker
Esker
Wed, 2012-09-05 22:33
an expectation is to set a standard through works or volumes
Im not sure what little game you infer sir..
but aside this..I am happy that the quality of these ribs
in our arena of envy is one that is now a level that I enjoy
Everyone here is the audience... I am the audience first
when I look at my work before anyone else..
maybe there just is a natural setting of standards
whom knows..Poetry is possible
just like the eventuality of Everything
....
weirdelf
Wed, 2012-09-05 22:52
maybe, just maybe, poetry it is mutual
which you contribute to and I tend to be antagonistic to.
Where you support a dialogue of peers I support an antagonism of attribution.
The fact that we don't hate each other proves something.
You know, I've just had a minor epiphany. Where I have "preached" to poets that once they post their work it no longer belongs to them, I have been hypocritical by not engaging in the poetical dialogue that you and loved have engaged in.
I might be smart, but I can be slow.
cheers,
Jess
A new workshop on the most important element of poetry-
'Rhythm and Meter in Poetry'
https://www.neopoet.com/workshop/rhythm-and-meter-poetry
pleiades
Wed, 2012-09-05 23:04
i wouldn't say you've
i wouldn't say you've "preached" it jess
it's up to whoever reading your words to take them on board or not
you have always stated it without apology, and i agree
with that statement 100%
cheers
d
weirdelf
Wed, 2012-09-05 23:48
the general, tone, Steven, is that I've offended you
you called me 'sir' for fucks sake, what's that about?
No, it's a not all games, but we have been playful.
I'm sorry if I've offended you.
My serious comment was I think your recent titles are pretentious, ok?
cheers,
Jess
A new workshop on the most important element of poetry-
'Rhythm and Meter in Poetry'
https://www.neopoet.com/workshop/rhythm-and-meter-poetry
Esker
Wed, 2012-09-05 23:58
You are the comedia de larte
the play or game
or of this I know not what
is over
I am tired of this
I need to write
I shall make more
of that which
moves thee
OK
okay
weirdelf
Thu, 2012-09-06 00:06
Fuck me dead!
have you done a Vulcan mind meld with loved?
cheers,
Jess
A new workshop on the most important element of poetry-
'Rhythm and Meter in Poetry'
https://www.neopoet.com/workshop/rhythm-and-meter-poetry