rain pronounces syllables of madness drops my memories eyes befall with sound as if crying in commas lovers become the semicolon moments within held marks lost quotations as one remains a figure of conditional spell by double possessives my heart still a suspended compound hyphened beats now gone in transitive need of greater than you a noun become pronoun in my life loved past participle of three periods . . . future present past
John,
here I am...reading your absolutely overly intelligent words on a subject that I am very weak on. Loved every word of it. Beautifully penned. You are a wonder.
Tina
Very impressive word jazz, John. I am vaguely reminded of famous Beat Era creative personality Ken Nordine (among his most well known works, 'WORD JAZZ', found on LP and tape). Nordine was a master of creating moods and setting with a style borrowed directly from the jazz scene. Gary Snyder also ventured into those areas on occasion ('RIP-RAP' and others), but your own approach is both refreshing and unique. It hits the skin, John, it hits the skin! Creatively clever as well as sonorifically playful, but not to the point where it overwhelms your intent and submerges it in vats of amorphous semantic miasma. Kudos! Most enjoyable.
-Kalikiano
"crying in commas - semicolon moments" - glad you didn't use any - You've been reading anessa lately haven't you? I loved this - refreshing change of pace - works great (!) oops... (bad punctuation habits die hard (i'll resist)
PS: 40-41 (not that i'm keeping track)
Now your talking my language, except I never thought of relating the rules with loving, free style...somehow, you put it all together and I LOVED IT! :)
Take a bow, dear sir~
Love and Peace~
Kimmy~
Gramatically perfect, although, if a coma is a teas where is the written sign for its counterpart, the smile?
A game of words that have it all, past, present and future.
oh my John! You have created a masterpiece in grammer,using love
as the connector to all tenses,past present and future. Very creative and a pleasure to read!Your poems are always unique and well constructed!Bravo!
luv,
et
Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson (Reader)
Reviewed on January 26, 2008
Superb stuff
Ron
Reviewed by blue soplain (Reader)
Reviewed on January 26, 2008
. .. ... love how the every.thing just free.falls. .. and how it does mimic the train of thought.....playing with words, dancing with them. ... forgetting the rhythm but never the music- --
and after the rush, i enjoyed the sudden blunt force trauma ending. ...
and how they all tie in with such experience; metaphorically, literally. . .. wonderfully.
they fall into order.....
well done
ness
This is a very determined thought pattern here that makes me start relating. Nouns and pronouns and the rhthym of our hearts is all related verbally in passionate ways we never think about. Amazing!!
Love,
Susan
A people’s heart can be found in their poetic words. In history men and women have stood firmly upon their soapboxes and street corners, rallying the deepest beliefs of people to rise up and be heard. The poetrypages.com has offered that voice a new
Robin Ouzman Hislop's poetry is certainly in dialogue with some of the key architects of the 'poetics of indeterminacy' – both the Modernist strands represented by the likes of Beckett and Stein, and the postmodernist strands represented, initially,
lovers
become the
semicolon moments
This poem is creative and very cleverly conconcted, John. Congratulations! Love and peace to you,
Regis
" I lost my Grammar once...." Groucho Marx
Ron
be well and happy,
Kathy
here I am...reading your absolutely overly intelligent words on a subject that I am very weak on. Loved every word of it. Beautifully penned. You are a wonder.
Tina
I love the words and the flow of this poem. Aloud, it becomes music.
-Kalikiano
love it
crying in commas
lovers
become the
semicolon moments
within
held marks
COOL
Be well,
Sheri
PS: 40-41 (not that i'm keeping track)
Take a bow, dear sir~
Love and Peace~
Kimmy~
Myrna
A game of words that have it all, past, present and future.
Georg
peace be with you
William
Written with such seemingly ease. A good metric feet..
as the connector to all tenses,past present and future. Very creative and a pleasure to read!Your poems are always unique and well constructed!Bravo!
luv,
et
Ron
and after the rush, i enjoyed the sudden blunt force trauma ending. ...
and how they all tie in with such experience; metaphorically, literally. . .. wonderfully.
they fall into order.....
well done
ness
Blessings,
Joyce B.
Cryssa
blessin's to you JL,
cynth'ya lewis reed
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
God bless you. Kathy
Love,
Susan
Newfie Hugs, Rose