some late night .... uh...early morning poetry

[Wetzelbill]

I was working on this. I wrote it in class last month while the professor was lecturing on Marx. Oh it's totally rough, still a work in progress.


Emerald sails freely in the blue-green sea
While I lie awash in the waves foaming
crest. Lulling, basking, dreaming that Marx
does not matter. Was not raining in my ears
Ahead there is illumination. Bright. Golden
Blinding. Flashing brilliant rainbows. Green.
Blue. Red. Yellow. Black. Each one shimmering
in thrall. "Liberation is a historical and not a
mental act" both she and Marx say. This makes
me long for freedom. Liberty from gorgeous
colors. From this waves flashing tidal pull.
Ebbing constantly. Continuously. Endlessly.
Etched, scorched into my mind. Sometimes I
believe turquoise is the color of Goddesses.

Sometimes I wish to be springtime holding
close the emerald beauty of this world.

[Droopy]

1. It's good

But did you fail the portion of the class about Marx? It sounds as if your mind was elsewhere. :)

[Wetzelbill]

3. I did ok on the paper

but on our final, I did sorta blank out on a few questions. For some reason I kept thinking about the gorgeous 6 foot blonde who sits next to me and has a turquoise ring. :)

[Droopy]

5. I think I might have blanked out on a few questions as well

:)

[Wetzelbill]

6. "Discuss Surplus-Value and how you calculate it"

Um.... her legs.. are sooooooo freaking long...

Not my best essay answer ever. :)

[Mutley]

2. Critics will analyze that in a hundred years or so and wonder

why you were writing poetry about Marx. :D

Good morning, Bill, and great poem!

[Wetzelbill]

4. or why I use emerald, blue-green and turquoise

as if they were interchangeable and they are not. :) I think that's what you call the delusion of beauty. :)

The people on the Far-Right will just think I'm a librul Commie.

Good morning and glad you liked it. :)

[Mutley]

7. Hopefully they will have already read

Eliot's Tradition and the Individual Talent and instead of obsessing about what in you life you were doing to write that poem (because I highly doubt anyone would ever figure out that you were sitting in class :P ) they'll just enjoy the poem.

Aren't we all librul Commies? :D

[Wetzelbill]

8. Anybody who is to the left of Attila the Hun

is considered a Commie to some of those clowns. :)

Yeah, it is tough to figure out what I was doing. I write some of my best work spacing out in class. Unfortunately not paying attention has it's problems come test time. :)

[Mutley]

9. I know the feeling.

I used to carry around a little pocket sized notedbook at school and write during class. I've been a very good girl this semester, though. O8)

[Wetzelbill]

10. You? Good?

:rofl:

I always carried around a little notepad too. I filled several up with pure drivel though. It can be very useful for sure.

[Mutley]

11. Why does everyone keep saying that?

:P

Often in my notebook I just eavesdrop on other conversations and write down as much of them as I can. Future material, ya know.

[Wetzelbill]

12. oh that is exactly what I would do as well

I had a lot of funny dialoque too.

[Mutley]

13. My favorite was from a few months ago.

I was in the cafeteria and this girl just stood up and screamed at this guy, "Can't you just fucking care about me once in awhile instead of your stupid gameboy?" Then she stormed out leaving the guy looking a bit dizzy and confused. :rofl:

[Wetzelbill]

14. mine is:

"So Lance Armstrong had cancer, big deal. You want to know a real American hero? John Wayne Bobbit. This guy had his penis cut off, thrown out the window of a moving car on a dirt road, and surgically attached. And after all that, the man still was able to star in a porno."

Yeah, I bet he looked dizzy and confused, haha. Until he got back to his Gameboy anyway. :) Yet another addition to the mounting evidence that guys just may be the world's dumbest creature. :)

[Mutley]

15. John Bobbit.

:rofl: :puke:

Poor fellow. :D

Some guys are the world's dumbest creatures, anyway. And they all manage to come and find me. x( :P

[Wetzelbill]

16. yeah they either find you or

date some woman I am interested in. :)

Well, John Bobbit did beat his own wife and rape her, so he should've expect some kind of retaliation. Still.. cutting off his thing may have been a tad harsh. :)

[Mutley]

17. Yeah, generally you would go to the cops for that sort of thing.

Though the feminazi in me wants to say he got what he deserved. :evilgrin:

[Wetzelbill]

18. hey he can still use it

plus he become a minor celebrity and got to nail a bunch of women in a porno who are way out of his league. No harm no foul. :)

[Mutley]

19. Meh, but he still suffered for some period of time.

:P

[Wetzelbill]

20. Frankenpenis

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0140058/

:eyes: :rofl:

Yeah, he did suffer that's for sure. Those had to be some pretty damn harrowing hours he had wondering if he was going to get his penis back or not. Can you imagine being one of the cops who had to go out and search for the thing? Oh man, that had to be a long night, a good story to tell, but you don't exactly go to the police academy to train for that sort of thing. I'm sure none of them ever thought they'd be digging through a ditch looking for some guy's dick, lol.

[Mutley]

21. Wow, I never actually knew the title of that thing.

Having read Frankenstein I must say that is a terrible title, indeed. :P

[Wetzelbill]

22. doesn't get much worse than that

:)

I was surprised it didn't get any Academy Award nominations. Must have just missed out.

[Mutley]

23. Hey, check your PM, would you?