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Poetry Tuesday: Agony’s Dictates

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Good Last Day of November to you all!  Christmas is coming soon as is the 1 year anniversary of my online empire!  This blog officially started on Dec 14.  Self hosted took 2 more weeks but I was writing on the 14th so that is what I am going with.  I am excited!

****I really have no idea what the pic here has to do with anything in this post.  It came up in Zemanta and I am confused as well as amused.****

Today I bring you another poem that ended up in the finals of Poetry.com’s contest.  I still am skeptical of that, I suspect that if your poem is somewhat coherent and free of egregious errors you get in the finals so that they can sell you their compilation books.  It made me feel good at the time, until my sister got a similar letter for a huge piece of crap; and then she ordered the trophy for $50 or so.  I should run a contest like that.

Anywho….I wrote this way back in 2000 while my wife was pregnant with our first daughter.  I don’t remember much of the backstory so you can imagine your own!

Agony’s Dictates

By: Justin Matthews

Swimming and swooning,

Floating and Falling ,

All that is feel is Looming

High over my head.

Enticing me to life,

Unto my Feelings,

Unto my Eternal Soul.

I scream with great fervor to the sky:

“Sweet Agony!  Sweet Agony!

Why does’t thou torture me so?”

My life is simple, yet very complex.

All that I want and feel,

I cannot yet have.

Thus, Sweet Agony, you reign supreme,

Pulling me several directions at once,

Forcing me to be complacent.

Until the reckoning…..

I would love to read your comments!

have a great week.

Justin

Poetry Tuesday, back to normal?

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Hello folks.  I am sure at least 1 of you is awaiting he next part of my series about our move, but you will be waiting until tomorrow.  I have decided that I am going to try and stick to my previous posting schedule.  That means, Monday’s off, Tuesday- Poetry, Wednesday-Thursday and Friday will be miscellaneous and Saturday will return to fiction.  If you noticed, Friday will only be SAHD here and there, I am working on a dedicated SAHD site.  Stay tuned for details.

So, in keeping with that and trying to fight another migraine, I give you a short poem that is incredibly silly.

It was inspired by the Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams, (see pic over there) if you haven’t read it you are missing out.  Go find it on Amazon and use my affiliate link.  Anyway early on in the book the heros encounter the Vogons.  Nasty creatures with the worst poetry in the universe.  The first poem in the book starts with “Oh Freddled Gruntbuggly…” and goes on from there.

Mine is not that bad, but, like I said, silly.  So, sit back, don’t panic, and enjoy “Ode to an Armpit”
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Poetry Tuesday: Confusion

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Hello again folks.  Well I was digging again into some old papers and not only did I come across this little gem that you will shortly enjoy, but I found something like 6 copies of a story that I have been working on in parts since high school.

All of these starts were basically the same but all written on different scraps of paper at different times.  I need to collate and get that story written.  It is part 5 of a series that is probably my favorite thing I have ever written.  Maybe I will rewrite the whole thing from the start and put it up for fiction Saturday.  I am thinking of restarting that.

If anyone has been reading fiction saturday and remembers the Man In The Hazy Suit, you will remember that it isn’t finished.  I am going to rectify that and if you would like to read the ending, send me an email justin@catharsisofthebogue.com and I will send you the completed story for free!  No opt in, no joining my list (although that would be nice too), just free for the asking.  It will be finished before Valentines Day.

For now, here is some poetry!  I would still like to hear from you with any comments or questions or criticism or anything else.  Let’s talk!

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Poetry Tuesday: My Orchard

I know I teased one of my Grandfathers poems last week but I couldn’t find one…Until now!  It took me a while.  That opening sentence sounds like one of those squeeze pages I have been reading so many of lately.  But this poem is free.

My Grandfather was a dairy farmer and he liked to compose poems while milking his cows.  Most of his poems are about the things in his life and they were an influence on me.  He was a good man who worked hard and I figured if he could write poetry then I could as well.

My Orchard

By: J. Emerson Staples

I love to sit out in the Orchard just at the close of day,

And watch the sun as it slowly sinks behind those hills so far away.

The shadows they have come and gone,

Stretching from tree to tree,

Then I know that darkness is coming,

And will soon come and cover me.

Then the moon comes peeking through those trees

Lighting up the Orchard so its beauty I can see.

The fragrance of those blossoms

Is whisked to me upon the gentle canyon breeze.

And I know that on the morrow

Each blossom will be visited by those busy buzzing bees.

Then I look into the future, what a glorious sight to see,

Those trees loaded with sweet, juicy apples

Just waiting there for you and me.

I am thankful God created orchards

Even if it’s only one for me,

So I can sit out there and ponder

And thank him for the many, many blessings that he has given me.

Until next week, Have a great one and thanks for reading.

-Justin

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