Dying/broken/forgiven.... now I begin

Born: 17-06-56....gemini.... monkey
re-born: 3-09-80
born again\found: 14-04-08
other notable dates: 10-03-68; 03-09-87; 23-03-96;
1-05-98; 31-01-02; 5-04-04

Interests: movement, stressed/transgressive embodiment, lived experience (body\space\time\relation)
expression ( word, dance, text, image, story, music, poetics)
learning, yielding......

Hopes for the blog:
offer up the wild intersectedness of lived experience and engage others in creative, expressive, perhaps irreverant, hopefully playful, and respectful encounters....
enact kindness
create moments of pause for disclosure, discovery, stillness

Friday, October 23, 2009

Dazed(?) yeah(!); view(ed) reluctantly spewed: TRIOLET

I knew it was the story all along
I didn't think I'd find it in a rhyme
I figured I was past it, much too strong
I knew it was the story all along
I'm howling* and pretending it's a song
A princess and the pea tale out of time
I knew it was the story all along
I didn't think I'd find it in a rhyme




* you can insert any of the following words for torment or distress in here as well: weeping, crying, sobbing, sighing.... the list goes on... two syllables, however!

16 comments:

  1. Harlequin,

    I like things like this. I used to have a series of mantras I would use when running, or bicycling or hiking, and it got really bad. The mantra, or whatever this thing you have is called, really helps. It reminds me also of the songs sung in summer camp, which I believe is one of the most unappreciated institutions in American life. It was a boundlessly important part of my life.
    I'll try this one the next time a customer doesn't pay me.
    Thanks.

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  2. How about we insert the word 'Im-pressed'?

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  3. i' m impressed - especially with the use of a ten syllable line

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  4. ya finds what ya finds wherever ya finds it.

    Well found this is.

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  5. funny what you can find in a rhyme...

    thanks for this

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  6. I could never write poetry at school, mostly because I was useless at rhyme. I'm officially jealous now.

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  7. I love it! I DID know it was the story all along.

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  8. I like this, especially "I'm howling and pretending it's a song".
    Øyvind

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  9. Lovely, a Howled Quinn triolet. I can see you have your dancing shoes on.

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  10. Andy-- thanks for the comparison to mantra; this form is like that
    Linda-- thanks for the kind words; nice to see you!
    Jimmy and Timmy--- I am delighted that you are impressed... you are such great wordsmiths yourselves!
    WM-- indeed ya do! thanks
    Jon -- isn't it though; there it is, for all who have eyes to see..thanks to you, too
    Madame--- it's the form, really.... I don't often work with rhyme and I lucked out on this one!
    jadedj-- of course!
    Oyvind--- "howling" is a favourite verb of mine; glad you like it, too
    AnonAndon--- this was a good one to dance to...

    thanks, all--- such nice comments; it's Jon's expressivesubjects blog that is providing the inspiration for these little adventures... I am emboldened to try another...perhaps one in tribute to my autism camp.... there's an idea!

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  11. Punch ---sorry about that .... I like getting bravo's any time!

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  12. We know of songs that sing themselves, but do we know of the howls that howl themselves as well?

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  13. Pisces--- leave it to you!! I like this suggestion...thanks, and also for the emotional response... I like that, too.

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