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Hun, no worrries! (i took that liberty...I am old I am allowed!
posted by
marieclaire66
on September 25, 2006 at 7:06 PM
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Thank you all.
My only regret in all this is if I ever miss your work, but please bear with me - I'm doing my best to see as many blogs as time permits!!
posted by
Antonionioni
on September 25, 2006 at 11:37 AM
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A strong piece about the wonderment of life and how it will continue to flourish even after we die. And, nope, falling asleep probably isn’t all that bad. God undoubtedly has a hand in the glory of life and the peaceful departure from earth.
posted by
Troosha
on September 25, 2006 at 10:20 AM
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As God remarked to me this morning over coffee ...
She had just bit into a cruller, when She suddenly inquired, "Does deification make My butt look big?"
Boy, talk about having to drop back and punt ... I mean, there is no good answer to that question, so I wish God and her Earthly Sisters would quit asking.
Anyway, I told Her, "Yeah, but have another cruller anyway. I like big butts."
She giggled - as is her wont - and told me I would sit upon Her right hand when I died ... adding with a twinkle in her six eyes that if I didn't watch it, that time might be well short of the three score and ten years She'd had planned for me ...
posted by
Rarmcwa
on September 25, 2006 at 7:53 AM
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YES, There is a god, I had seen him, talked to him and always spend time
together,
posted by
star4sky5
on September 25, 2006 at 7:04 AM
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Lots to think about here, Tony. I really must write one. You're inspiring.
posted by
_dave_says_ack_
on September 25, 2006 at 2:31 AM
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Tonysonit
I am really delighted to have been exposed to sonnets of great beauty. Well, my friend now there can be a talk of the hearts. "Is sleep such a terryfying thing? I love it". I love and loved it too.
posted by
Bhaskar.ing
on September 25, 2006 at 12:29 AM
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Thanks everyone - much appreciated feedback!
I particularly like it when you make two comments as a couple of you have done here. Makes my reading figures look better then they actually are!! Yeah, I'll have to come back to death, one of the cornerstones of all art. Often over-used in drama, I think, but in poetry which is a kind of private thought-sharing, I think it's legitimate, if that is what you can't help thinking about. I mean, you gotta think about death while you're alive, cos if you don't, it'll be too late to have that rather sinister enjoyment, that horror-movie-like thrill.
posted by
Antonionioni
on September 24, 2006 at 4:08 PM
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Very good as usual....
...there is a lot here to contemplate, deserves a second reading!
posted by
nonconformist
on September 24, 2006 at 3:45 PM
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That was meant to be "beautifully", so sorry.
posted by
Blanche.
on September 24, 2006 at 3:06 PM
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Tonysonit, beautfilly said, I like the line "One day death will take
beauty from my sight" as well.
posted by
Blanche.
on September 24, 2006 at 3:05 PM
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PS
Dear Marie:
As Camus and a number of other well-informed cynics have noted, there is "No Exit."
As I, and a whole bunch of life-loving persons of similar persuasion have noted, "Who the f___ cares? We're here, we're weird ... get used to us!"
posted by
Rarmcwa
on September 24, 2006 at 2:57 PM
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Yes
Hey, Pardner:
This line particularly stirrred me: "I blink/And then only see darkness"
T'was ever thus. It's the name of the Game, and thank you for appreciating the Real Rules.
posted by
Rarmcwa
on September 24, 2006 at 2:54 PM
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Tony
I think Marie said it all
posted by
Kat02
on September 24, 2006 at 2:00 PM
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Tony (If I may)
These poems are wonderful; silky with a little salt for flavor. I look forward to reading some more.
Be well, and welcome to blogit,
-smartdog
posted by
smartdog_670
on September 24, 2006 at 1:14 PM
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thought provoking poem.
I like the last line "eternity can pass in a minute" such paradox but true. Eternal sleep, well we all go places in our sleep don't we. That is what dreams are for, the land of Nod is something special, and heaven another thing altogether if you dare to believe in such a thing, which I do. Hell, there has to be an escape route somewhere!
posted by
marieclaire66
on September 24, 2006 at 1:05 PM
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