tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18628978.post116075701204656985..comments2024-02-18T10:19:46.501-08:00Comments on Matt Mikalatos: New JerseyMatt Mikalatoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13279070118483678882noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18628978.post-1163384664947962742006-11-12T18:24:00.000-08:002006-11-12T18:24:00.000-08:00What an interesting ideaI’m quite amused.This may ...What an interesting idea<BR/>I’m quite amused.<BR/>This may be the only entry<BR/>That’s Dr. Seuss-infused.<BR/><BR/>What a silly claim,<BR/>You may be thinking.<BR/>Now I must think extra hard<BR/>To keep it from sinking.<BR/><BR/>So judges be wary,<BR/>Readers take heed.<BR/>This might not be<BR/>The most serious poem you'll read.<BR/><BR/>One question I have<BR/>To which an answer must be found:<BR/>Is the name of this challenge<BR/>Grammatically sound?<BR/><BR/>We know it must be;<BR/>BBC News tells us so.<BR/>But we are not British<BR/>So methinks “No, no, no!”<BR/><BR/>It sounds a smidgen fishy,<BR/>Poet laureate not preceded by an “a.”<BR/>But thanks to beloved Google<BR/>We know that this issue is indeed gra/ey.<BR/><BR/>But this is no time<BR/>For frivolous chatter!<BR/>We are due to discuss<BR/>The heart of the matter.<BR/><BR/>Much time has been wasted<BR/>Akin to a withered flower.<BR/>Yes, friends and foes,<BR/>It is now time to shower!<BR/><BR/>So good luck to you all<BR/>Both poets and non.<BR/>Please don’t forget<BR/>To turn the humor on!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18628978.post-1163106004111991332006-11-09T13:00:00.000-08:002006-11-09T13:00:00.000-08:00The Problem of Universals:When nothing comes to mi...The Problem of Universals:<BR/><BR/><BR/>When nothing comes to mind I <BR/>think; move metaphysical,<BR/><BR/>In the rain,<BR/>Writhing like Brigitte Bardot on<BR/>the cusp of spring.<BR/><BR/>Someone mowed the grass<BR/>On an <BR/>artificial plane,<BR/>But it’s not proper <BR/>To remove my shoes.<BR/><BR/>Paint can jazz blared through <BR/>Plexiglas walls so, <BR/>I got metaphysical,<BR/>Shoes and all.<BR/><BR/>Brainwaves manic with<BR/>Punches of color,<BR/><BR/>Moon, sun, cold, heat, flame.<BR/>When a problem comes,<BR/>I get metaphysical.<BR/><BR/>Electric shock stars, <BR/>the devil comes through.<BR/>I’m blowing a fuse, <BR/>a metaphysical muse.<BR/><BR/><BR/>Christina3kye <BR/>Christina3kye@yahoo.comAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18628978.post-1163006039872127802006-11-08T09:13:00.000-08:002006-11-08T09:13:00.000-08:00Gentle yellow blanketSewn leaf by leafThe underlay...Gentle yellow blanket<BR/>Sewn leaf by leaf<BR/>The underlay carpet before a white winter....<BR/>But its so warm, its unnerving. <BR/>These falling rainbows which we shuffle through, so lush, too lush.<BR/>Overfeeding a fat part of earth, <BR/>while another portion lay starved, full of a humanity ravenous, eagerly watching us. <BR/>Are they hearding us waiting for the right moment to sink their jaws and draw out our goodness?<BR/>We must prepare for this to happen.<BR/>Not in the way of force or violence, <BR/>but keep our souls in mind.<BR/>That no matter what they take from us, <BR/>Our glass buildings, our food, our means of wealth.<BR/>We have to keep our hearts beating, <BR/>no matter how broken.<BR/>Remember the things that cannot be taken.<BR/>For without that we cannot flourish.<BR/>Just as the trees so amongst this toxic hell we must keep growing up through those who want to keep us down.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18628978.post-1162913087069999522006-11-07T07:24:00.000-08:002006-11-07T07:24:00.000-08:00Oversea, overseaI loved you long and hardSoftly wi...Oversea, oversea<BR/>I loved you long and hard<BR/>Softly with the walking of my feet<BR/>Tenderly with the creaking of a ship<BR/>Warmly with the good-natured screaming<BR/> Of a blinded giant<BR/>I must harden myself as the wind blows<BR/>Harshly over the place we once lay, now cold<BR/>It is almost as if<BR/>Ten years<BR/>Melt with the flaring of youth<BR/>Your suitors cluster around me<BR/>And I can no longer pull the bow<BR/>I left as a challenge to myself<BR/>Long ago<BR/><BR/><BR/>CinnamonGhoul<BR/>j_gulbranson@Hotmail.comAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18628978.post-1161965779780160892006-10-27T09:16:00.000-07:002006-10-27T09:16:00.000-07:00so much dependsupona red wheelbarrowglazed with ra...so much depends<BR/>upon<BR/><BR/>a red wheel<BR/>barrow<BR/><BR/>glazed with rain<BR/>water<BR/><BR/>beside the white<BR/>chickens<BR/><BR/>william_c_williams@yahoo.comAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18628978.post-1161837313714289662006-10-25T21:35:00.000-07:002006-10-25T21:35:00.000-07:00Puberty:the Hungarian girlstill haunts mefirst she...Puberty:<BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/>the Hungarian girl<BR/>still haunts me<BR/><BR/>first<BR/> she was ice skating<BR/> upside down on the sky<BR/> holding a pointy paper airplane cup<BR/> up like a hat to her pigtails<BR/><BR/>I considered her the prettiest<BR/>and the cutest boy in corderoy<BR/>thought she was sex-eeeee<BR/><BR/>but yes (you may have already guessed)<BR/> the father was <BR/> very strict<BR/><BR/> & something happened<BR/> something disgusting<BR/><BR/>like a rat chewing through the sun<BR/><BR/>maybe her pants were too tight<BR/>or maybe the lawless look in her eye <BR/><BR/> cause then <BR/> her lights went out<BR/> her flight got cancelled<BR/> she started to play the wrong notes <BR/>on the recorder and trip <BR/>on her rainbow shoestrings in the hallways<BR/><BR/>we had to leave her there<BR/>stumbling through her Tchaikovsky routine<BR/><BR/>losing the music<BR/><BR/> we were in a rush<BR/> and none of us<BR/> not one of us knew what to doAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18628978.post-1161567497439240662006-10-22T18:38:00.000-07:002006-10-22T18:38:00.000-07:00If you think THIS is bad,You should have seen...Ol...If you think THIS is bad,<BR/>You should have seen...<BR/>Old JerseyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com