Frizztext wears a colander
Frizz Text from Germany
plays his nylon string guitar,
adjusts the bass and treble,
and sends it on its way
with sound cloud!
What can I say? I’m spellbound!
E-speak
07 May 2014 Leave a comment
in Uncategorized Tags: bass and treble, colander, E-speak, Frizztext wears a colander, Germany, juxtaposition3, melanie cover, nylon stringed guitar, sound cloud, spellbound
Don Needs the HELP Menu!
06 May 2014 Leave a comment
in Uncategorized Tags: Don Needs, exploding like lightening, HelpMenu, i-Phone BOUTIQUE, photo booth, surgically alters your face, trimeric, unwanted tooth, waving and frizzled
Don Needs the HELP Menu!
The Gift
Who put your photo in Photo Booth?
Whirled it around like an unwanted tooth?
Offered you up to the i-Phone Boutique,
Dizzy and tizzy and busy mystique.
Whirled it around like an unwanted tooth;
Magic wand twirling: wild and uncouth:
Mid chanting, and spells and musings to sooth!
Offered you up to the i-Phone Boutique,
Where Photo Booth surgically alters your face
“Til you’re not looking part of the male human race!
Dizzy and tizzy and busy mystique:
Waving and frizzled, acidly blown
Exploding like lightening on the i-Phone!
This poem is a trimeric.
E-mails Don’t Live in Real Time
04 May 2014 Leave a comment
in Uncategorized Tags: E-mails don't live in real time, floor-plan, GPS, mark wunderlich, Pathfinders, Roe Jan, schemata, shamefacedly, time errors, twists and turns
Real Time Has A Past
(Zits on Texting)
E-mails Don’t Live in Real Time
Among my 800 e-mails
Were two that warned me
To beware of the time errors for the
Mark Wunderlich Workshop.
E-mails Don’t Live in Real Time
But I had noted the Newspaper account.
So, an 11 AM e-mail informed me that
The Wonderful Wunderlich Workshop
Commenced at 10 and ended at 1!!!!!
E-mails Don’t Live in Real Time.
I flew from my garage
Clutching the glass of coffee
From 8AM’s feeding break,
And parked carefully at Roe Jan, 25 minutes later.
E-mails Don’t Live in Real Time.
The door locked me out!
A sympathetic poet admitted me.
I tip-toed, shamefacedly, around the table.
Mark immediately rose and made space at his left hand.
Poets live in real time.
I saw a floor-plan in front of the poet
With each person’s name written like each
Of the seated Knights at the Round Table.
He entered my name surreptitiously.
Mark lives in real space.
Never missing focus
Or the beat of the performance on stage.
A living GPS for all of us.
A schemata to guide us quickly to the parking space.
Mark lives in real time,
.
Just right!
With blue-eyed glance and balanced stance
His crisp smile guided us
Through three tight hours of twists and turns.
‘Til we left in real time.
We left,
Pathfinders, paving way
To ultimate delivery.
Real time poets!
Jeanne Poland
E-Tip-Toe Through the Texts
01 May 2014 Leave a comment
in Uncategorized Tags: Emerging Poet, keyboards, keys, kin, old and young, pix, plea, stray, Texting, thumb, tip-toed, tongue, twankle, twinkle, wonder, woosh
Emerging Poet
Today I tip-toed through the texts,
Twinkle-dee and twinkle dum!
With my thumb and tongue on run,
Twinkle-dee and twinkle-dum.
I sent pix and kin sent some,
Twinkle-dee and twinkle-dum.
Text did stray; mistakes did play,
Twinkle-plea and twinkle-be.
Old and young still found the key,
Twinkle-please and thankle-we.
Who knew keyboards tiny keys could
Wankle-me and wonkle you?
Wonder words woosh wishes with
Twinkle-text and twankle’s best!
All rights.
Jeanne Poland
E-Waves: Blue Tooth, Silver Tooth, Gold Tooth, Byte
30 Apr 2014 Leave a comment
in Uncategorized Tags: bleeps, Blue Tooth, byte, calendar, call and send in crowd-alone, E-waves, gold tooth, GPS, map-app, Music, phone, silver tooth, speakers, voices
Blue Tooth, silver tooth, gold tooth, byte,
voices, music, calendar, phone,
GPS, map-app, bleeps, and speakers,
call and send in crowd-alone!
E-communiques
29 Apr 2014 Leave a comment
in Uncategorized Tags: brain up-to-date, E-communiques, grab you quickly, images, iPad Air, screens on fire, spell-checked, symbols, systems nudge you forward, tweet swiftly, whoosh and ping
Annika Trips Life Fantastic on new i-Pad Air!
E-communiques tweet swiftly
Spell-checked text is tedious ;
URL’s traverse to tabs
Links are simply genious!
JPG’s Tiff’s and MP5’s
E-communiques tweet swiftly;
Images to catch your eye
Grab you tight and crisply!
Icons, symbols, screens on fire
Blip and bleep and whoosh and ping
E-communique’s tweet swiftly;
Set you in the circus ring!
Systems nudge you forward briskly
“Keep your tech brain up-to-date!
Come along now, quickly, quickly!”
E-communiques tweet swiftly.
Puzzles in the Sun
26 Apr 2014 Leave a comment
in Uncategorized Tags: bobboyajian.com, calendars, copyright, double selfie in the Sun, experience, jigzone, jpg, memory skills, mimic, picnic, Puzzles in the Sun, rehab, shade, squinting, technology
Double Selfie in the Sun
April 26, 2014
Bob’s calendar on bobboyajian.com
made into a puzzle
Of course we’re squinting; we’re sun bathing in E.Providence.
In the shade, we mouse puzzles together on Jigzone. Take any jpg and hone your memory skills with Bob. He patiently plays with our technology as we play and picnic outside the rehab center. We stirred everyone’s interest outside at our picnic.
Mimic away. No copyrights on this experience.
Crazy Wisdom
25 Apr 2014 1 Comment
in Uncategorized Tags: Crazy Wisdom, Sufi poetry, Tao Te Ching, WesScoop Nisker
Crazy Wisdom came to the party:
sat in the lowest seat
listened with an open heart
recognized ritualized nonsense
understood antimatter and Sufi poetry
paradox, puns and pie fights,
laughed at politicians.
He flipped the world upside down and backward
until everything became perfectly clear.
(Wes Scoop Nisker)
He knew:
To remain whole, be twisted.
To become straight, let yourself be bent.
To become full, be hollow!
(Tao Te Ching)
Earth Song
24 Apr 2014 1 Comment
in Uncategorized Tags: chorus, earth, Earth Song, fade out, loam, record of my life, silence, sod, throat, Violet Nesdoly, water, William Stafford
Between the waters abides the earth…
Earth Song
They call me sod
loam, dirt
clay, turf, dust.
In cahoots with rain, rocks and roots
worms and grubs
perforated by ants and moles
aquifers and oil
veined with lead, copper, gold
and hiding diamonds and coal
cables, wires and pipes
I hold your huts and your tents
your houses and barns
anchor your bridges, apartments and high-rises.
In beds below rivers
lakes and oceans
I slumber.
In the open I bask in sun’s warmth
sprout and nourish your food.
Sometimes I seizure
shudder and quake
vomit magma
belch steam and ash
or slump and ooze
tongues of brown porridge
smothering your villages and roads
in mud.
But mostly I am solid and safe
keeping you upright
with my mysterious magnetic powers.
Feed me wisely
for I ingest
without discrimination
and someday soon
you will join me.
I will reclaim you.
You will again
become mine.
© 2014 by Violet Nesdoly (All rights reserved)
Inhabiting a Song
Somewhere back of my throat a tune
hovers. My voice or the ghost of my voice
follows, repeating words and weaving
a record of my life into waves and hesitations.
Suppose our chorus, people and animals,
rises and falls in intervals of breath:
in sleep a dog’s paw twitches; a rabbit’s
dream follows its heartbeat all the way
through some ballad that its life is.
Parts of my song disappear, fade out
except for a beat that spans a known
part to another known part, and on.
Even in silence when shadows pass
my throat is full of the sound of the world.
(William Stafford in Crossing Unmarked Snow:
Further Views on the Writer’s Vocation)
Blurb’s Launch @ the Glass Gallery
23 Apr 2014 Leave a comment
in Uncategorized Tags: balance the rush, Blurb's Launch, dance, designs that soothe, guideposts, gut, hear, honor, Imprimatur, in sound, info, lead home, leave your mark, No limits to Innovation, quests, romance language, screen, see, shout the book song launch, smell, the Glass Gallery, touch, valor
Through the glass:
21st floor
W25th St NYC
NO LIMITS TO INNOVATION
Blurb launched Imprimatur!
“Let it be printed!”
Books are here to stay!
Smell, hear, dance, see, touch!
“Let it be printed!”
In romance language that burns
Itself to your gut; leaves traces
Of quests, valor, guideposts, honor.
Books are here to stay!
Info marches on, in sound, on screen:
designs that soothe the rub
balance the rush: lead home.
Smell, hear, dance, see, touch!
Jump though: leave your mark;
Tap the root; press the bud;
Shout the book song launch!
The Vibrant Channeled Creator 