Archive for the ‘poetry’ Category
Monday, March 21st, 2005
I attended a poetry-off with a few family members. The second round's theme was "the [a] lonely little badger." After ten minutes or so of scribbling, I read them this:
Undiminished recessive chin;
A gaze that ends where it b'gin.
Spurs clinking at his waddle,
He's easy on the saddle;
Stands gnawing in ...
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Wednesday, March 2nd, 2005
The alpha wolf is out;
with jaws, and throat, and tooth of grout.
He burns a slender track upon the heath
and catches up the foundlings in his teeth.
He passes in a hungry blur
the horse's hoof, the cowboy's boot and spur.
His knotted belly is all hair and reproduction;
a wary glance and growl is ...
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Wednesday, December 8th, 2004
Here I am,
Hungry, strong and restless,
Unemployed and feckless.
My ship's come in in a bottle;
My hand uneasy on the throttle;
I'm reckless under sail
I cross a barrier reef of jacket flap bio hooks
To lagoons of dusty nooks
Where I read my mail.
Here I am,
Vision of charity,
Verifiable fan of verity.
Certifiable fanatic;
Chronic chronicler of the ...
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Thursday, October 28th, 2004
How cool would you say she is?
She is cooler than a low rider that scrapes the road all the time.
She is cooler than all the city's lights going out at once.
She is cooler than the loud cracking noises your chiropractor can make with your neck.
She is cooler than chrome on ...
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Thursday, October 28th, 2004
are there enough songs in this life
to occupy my mind
to guide me through a tangle of resonant images
snapping back to childhood, and forward to the abyss
{color saturation frying my eyes
shading my shoulders with doubt
the spring in my step grinds like salt beneath my heel}
i need to forgive myself, but what ...
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Wednesday, October 20th, 2004
The grist of labor turns;
Love's hope burns
An arc around the mill.
Some wheat may spill
From time to time
And tragic rhyme
Is dusted on the floor.
Pay no heed, for at the door
Are workmen and a wagon.
They pause to drink the harvest flagon.
They laugh, and stack their wain with flour
And pay us in an ...
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Saturday, October 16th, 2004
Two fevers,
two minutes,
two helix' hopes,
two choices,
too many promises
too quickly broken,
two tragic heroes
too many (et
tu Brute?)
to taste my own bitter tongue,
to trust you
to begin again.
Two years later,
two saner heads with
two more strands of gray hair are
too sad to speak, with
two point two billion seconds
to spare.
© 2002, Joel Helbling. All rights ...
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Saturday, October 9th, 2004
I recorded and mixed a rendition of k-sra's Wichita, performed by John of Belfry, The. The recording seemed to go ok, but I think when I mixed it I stirred it the wrong way.
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Saturday, September 25th, 2004
I've seen both sides of lonely.
I've looked on continents of cloistered people
From the safe and quiet arms of a woman.
I know the fight
To try compassion for the uncherished,
Smoothing down my joy
As if it were unseriousness,
Back of my heart knowing
I myself could not forever be immune
To the shady, forward charms of ...
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Tuesday, August 24th, 2004
Hello, it's time for me to blog again. Trouble is, I'm too busy for you. With all my swirling priorities (sounds like an annoying banner ad: "nail down the priority for a cheapo prize!"), you got de-proiritized, and fell right off the Things-I-Did list. Not the things ...
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