Weapons of Choice
2008-03-25 17:05:25
Ralph`s face expression no.1:
“Just to show you ladies my killer weapon.”
Ralph`s face expression no.2:
“I`m so fuckin sexy and serious and I shall fuck your brains out!”
What`s your choice?
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, Choice
Dream v.1.5
2008-03-24 18:31:04
…I won’t open boxes
That I am told not to.
I’m not a Pandora.
I’m much more like
That girl in the mirror.
Between you and me
She don’t stand a chance of getting anywhere at all.
Not anywhere at all.
No, not a thing.
She can’t have it all…
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Dream v.1.4
2008-03-24 09:37:44
“O villain, villain, smiling, damned villain!”
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Dream v.1.3
2008-03-23 08:54:52
…Who is the third who walks always beside you
When I count, there are only you and I together
But when I look ahead up the white road
There is always another one walking beside you…
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Dream v.1.2
2008-03-22 09:04:02
As an unperfect actor on the stage
Who with his fear is put besides his part,
Or some fierce thing replete with too much rage,
Whose strength’s abundance weakens his own heart.
So I, for fear of trust, forget to say
The perfect ceremony of love’s rite,
And in mine own love’s strength seem to decay,
O’ercharged with burden of mine own [...]
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Dream v.1.1
2008-03-21 18:33:19
Let those who are in favour with their stars
Of public honour and proud titles boast,
Whilst I, whom fortune of such triumph bars,
Unlook’d for joy in that I honour most.
Great princes’ favourites their fair leaves spread
But as the marigold at the sun’s eye,
And in themselves their pride lies buried,
For at a frown they in their [...]
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Dream v.1.0
2008-03-21 13:44:14
In my dreams Mr.Fiennes is never fine…
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Past tense
2008-03-26 20:02:41
You said:
“Little moments can have a feeling and a texture that is very real.”
I said:
“So you do remember me…”
Dream v.1.7
2008-03-28 18:12:10
A Pause For A Poem
your skirt is
rippling, light
splashes of
hibiscus, our
fingers almost
touching, but
always those
damn circles.
a madman in
charge of
the pedal,
me unable
to stand to
reach you,
so wary of
past collisions.
the moribund
carousel is
speeding up,
heads rolling
back to our
torrid youth,
amid groans
of dizziness.
©Copyright, 2008. Seamus Kearney
Big thanx to Seamus for allowing me to publish his poem.
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Dream v.1.6
2008-03-28 08:41:18
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is [...]
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Dream v.1.8
2008-04-01 11:52:43
Polonius:
What is the matter, my lord?
Hamlet:
Between who?
Polonius:
I mean, the matter that you read, my lord.
Hamlet:
Slanders, sir; for the satirical rogue says here that old men
have grey beards, that their faces are wrinkled, their eyes purging
thick amber and plum-tree gum, and that they have a plentiful
lack of wit, together with most weak hams; all which, sir, [...]
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“Do you have any jigsaw puzzles I could do?”
2008-03-31 07:50:59
From a quiet kid to an extraordinary actor.
Heart
2008-04-04 07:36:24
“Give me that man
That is not passion’s slave, and I will wear him
In my heart’s core, ay, in my heart of heart,
As I do thee.”
Hamlet Act 3, scene 2, 71–74
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Dream v.1.9
2008-04-02 18:39:50
“April is the cruellest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain.”
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The Cocktail Party
2008-04-07 15:41:45
It will do you no harm to find yourself ridiculous.
Resign yourself to be the fool you are.
You will find that you survive humiliation
And that’s an experience of incalculable value.
That is the worst moment, when you feel you have lost
The desires for all that was most dersirable,
Before you [...]
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Sonnet 129
2008-04-09 06:51:19
“Th’expense of spirit in a waste of shame
Is lust in action; and till action, lust
Is perjured, murd’rous, bloody, full of blame,
Savage, extreme, rude, cruel, not to trust;
Enjoyed no sooner but despised straight;
Past reason hunted, and no sooner had,
Past reason hated as a swallowed bait,
On purpose laid to make the taker mad;
Mad in pursuit, and in [...]
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Must you remember?
2008-04-08 20:18:09
“Heaven and earth,
Must I remember? Why, she would hang on him
As if increase of appetite had grown
By what it fed on, and yet, within a month—
Let me not think on’t—Frailty, thy name is woman!”
Hamlet Act 1, scene 2, 142–146
The Moods
2008-04-11 07:58:30
Time drops in decay,
Like a candle burnt out,
And the mountains and the woods
Have their day, have their day;
What one in the rout
Of the fire-born moods
Has fallen away?
~William Butler Yeats~
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If strangers meet
2008-04-13 02:42:48
if strangers meet
life begins-
not poor not rich
(only aware)
kind neither
nor cruel
(only complete)
i not not you
not possible;
only truthful
-truthfully,once
if strangers(who
deep our most are
selves)touch:
forever
(and so to dark)
~E.E.Cummings~
Parting is such sweet sorrow
2008-04-14 06:55:49
Juliet:
‘Tis almost morning, I would have thee gone—
And yet no farther than a wan-ton’s bird,
That lets it hop a little from his hand,
Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves,
And with a silken thread plucks it back again,
So loving-jealous of his liberty.
Romeo:
I would I were thy bird.
Juliet:
Sweet, so would I,
Yet I should kill thee with [...]
Mad Song
2008-04-15 17:59:48
The wild winds weep,
And the night is a-cold;
Come hither, Sleep,
And my griefs enfold! . . .
But lo! the morning peeps
Over the eastern steeps,
And the rustling beds of [...]
My Voice
2008-04-17 08:15:24
Within this restless, hurried, modern world
We took our hearts’ full pleasure - You and I,
And now the white sails of our ship are furled,
And spent the lading of our argosy.
Wherefore my cheeks before their time are wan,
For very weeping is my gladness fled,
Sorrow has paled my young mouth’s vermilion,
And Ruin draws the curtains of my [...]
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Lineage
2008-04-16 16:22:07
In the beginning was Scream
Who begat Blood
Who begat Eye
Who begat Fear
Who begat Wing
Who begat Bone
Who begat Granite
Who begat Violet
Who begat Guitar
Who begat Sweat
Who begat Adam
Who begat Mary
Who begat God
Who begat Nothing
Who begat Never
Never Never Never
Who begat Crow
Screaming for Blood
Grubs, crusts
Anything
Trembling featherless elbows in the nest’s filth
~Ted Hughes~
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Nothing to save
2008-04-18 07:36:38
There is nothing to save, now all is lost,
but a tiny core of stillness in the heart
like the eye of a violet.
~D. H. Lawrence~
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The King
2008-04-21 19:25:44
The night doth cut with shadowy knife
In half the kingdom of the sun;
The red dawn meets with her in strife;–
Vassal of mine I hold each one.
The sailors chant beside the mast,
The tempest lash the riven foam,
But I, the King, am striding fast
Before the prow, to guide it home.
I am the lover wed to tears,
I am [...]
I Speak Not
2008-04-21 09:43:41
I speak not, I trace not, I breathe not thy name;
There is grief in the sound, there is guilt in the fame;
But the tear that now burns on my cheek may impart
The deep thoughts that dwell in that silence of heart.
Too brief for our passion, too long for our peace,
Were those hours - can their [...]
My Heart Leaps Up When I Behold
2008-04-23 10:26:44
My heart leaps up when I behold
A rainbow in the sky:
So was it when my life began,
So is it now I am a man,
So be it when I shall grow old
Or let me die!
The Child is father of the Man:
And I could wish my days to be
Bound each to each by natural piety.
~William Wordsworth~
[...]
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, Behold
Adultery
2008-04-24 07:13:43
Your body -
Swollen like a river
In spate.
Your tongue -
Moving all over
Ferreting out little secrets.
Your lips -
Moist, pliant,
Urging me in.
Your eyes -
Half closed, Half open,
Seeing in me
A silhouette from the past.
More often,
It is not the body
But the mind
Which commits adultery…
~Ramendra Kumar~
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The Little Boy Found
2008-04-25 06:39:59
The little boy lost in the lonely fen,
Led by the wand’ring light,
Began to cry; but God, ever nigh,
Appear’d like his father in white.
He kissed the child & by the hand led
And to his mother brought,
Who in sorrow pale, thro’ the lonely dale,
Her little boy weeping sought.
~William Blake~
Alone
2008-04-27 19:39:27
From childhood’s hour I have not been
As others were - I have not seen
As others saw - I could not bring
My passions from a common spring -
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow - I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone -
And all I lov’d - I lov’d alone [...]
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