brittle light's blog
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nonets seemed to me a might silly
I stand by that opinion still
nonetheless, I started one
looking for some meaning,
...counting syllables...
WHAT IS THE POINT?!
but I tried
had fun
yay!
.
the twirling of the night sky
while dancing looking up
the whirling of the stirring
when drinking from a cup
the fuzzy head from spinning
when I was a child
or staring for too long
into a spinning spiral
as I look into your eyes
those feeling come on quick
dizziness
queeziness
think I'm gonna be sick
.
if Rudy Vallee's records were released today
would he have an audience?
Oh, I'm sure a few in the pews
but nothing like that of th 20's
rest assured, he wouldn't play
not today
does that make him "bad"?
no!
unlike the "fine arts",
pop music is,
as is all pop culture,
about style above everything else
current fashion trends
now
not then
not when
Now!
does that make it bad?
no! not necessarily
it is what it is
.
moanin' and groanin'
yeah! I do my share
but, c'mon
we stay at home
to get away from people
with their whiney assed complaining
we sit at our computers
night after night
then whine about it
getting online
to moan and groan some more
what's my point???
we must like it!
it's our nature I suppose
"everyone else is a moron,
a fool,an ignorant reprobate"
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the color yellow
has landed on nothing today
so I conjure it
by way of reverie and praise
a daze
of sunny disposition
girls in summer dresses
chatting of lovely things
in the light of Monet
I meditate on yellow
bathe in buttercups' haze
become a sunflower
on these awful gray days
.
...But The Clouds
luster of night lost
nymph and sheperd dance no more*
pouring morning rain
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* this line, I appropriated, (ok stole). from
where, I don't know It is a fragment
I once read about. Please inform me if you know anything else about it.
just googled it: from John Milton's "Arcades"
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the benefits of old age?
uh!
hold on
I'm thinking
give me a minute
uh!
the benefits of age
um!
one can finally get comfortable
with his eccentricities
I guess that's pretty much the same
as saying
"I don't give a shit"
that's about it
can't think of anything else
don't want to
who cares, anyway?
.
an undisciplined mind?
tame that monster -or-
surely one day
it will run you off a cliff
a disorganized mind?
rearrange your ways -or-
surely one day
be lost in a hellish quagmire
of your own making
an unscrupulous mind?
scrupulize it -or-
surely one day
it will come around and bite you
right where it hurts the most
an intelligent, artful mind?
mollify it with humility -or-
surley one day....
Sholess Summer In Short Pants
rickety old barn
wondrous smell of fresh mown hay
a grandmother's love
.
.....A Life's Song.....
blue swells of sadness
gliding atop a cool groove
she knows it by heart
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