Denizens of Woe

[Teratogen]

Denizens of Woe

Lots of complaining…
Lots of bitching…
Lots of dissention…
Lots of unhappy
And unsatisfied people;
Lots of sympathy-seekers shouting
Out from the
Pits of their own self-disgust,
Declaring denial
Upon denial
Of their viciously
Cyclical
Circumstances.
The mind
Abhors such frailty, but
The mirror
Reflects the crippled convictions.
And the heart
Goes reeling into
Sorrow…

[Harry S]

If, as I suspect, this excellent poem is about the golf Legend Arnold Palmer then check out another thread where Carm had drawn a fantastic picture of him.

[Teratogen]

Um... what has Arnold Palmer got to do with anything?

[Harry S]

Um... what has Arnold Palmer got to do with anything?

Maybe I'm wrong but I thought your line "Pits of their own self-disgust" was a clear reference to the golf Legend Arnold Palmer's Greenside Bunker Blunder in 1961. You will remember that he was clinging to a one-stroke lead over Gary Player, when the golf Legend Arnold Palmer striped his drive down the middle of the 72nd hole, then accepted congratulations from a fan. Big mistake. His 7-iron approach missed wide right into a sand trap. From there, the golf Legend Arnold Palmer skulled his explosion shot over the green, failed to get up-and-down and ended up making double-bogey 6. Player got up-and- down from that same bunker to win."That bunker shot is the shot from my career that I'd like to have over again," the golf Legend Arnold Palmer says. "I hit a bad approach and tried to revamp it by gambling on the shot out of the trap. I could have flipped it out onto the green and taken a chance on it trickling down to that Sunday pin and caught it a little thin. I didn't get it down, made 6 and lost The Masters."

My only criticism of your piece is when you describe the golf Legend Arnold Palmer as one of "Lots of unhappy
And unsatisfied people". You actually do him an injustice. The golf Legend Arnold Palmer was a graceful and charming man.

However you end this poem to the golf Legend Arnold Palmer with a beautiful tribute. When we think of the Greenside Bunker Blunder of 1961 our heart indeed "goes reeling into sorrow".

Teratogen, if the golf Legend Arnold Palmer was alive today he would be very moved by your tribute. Well Done.

[Geoffrey]

Harry S wrote:
>My only criticism of your piece is when you describe the golf Legend Arnold Palmer as one of "Lots of unhappy and unsatisfied people".

what does 'dissention' mean, harry?

[Harry S]

Harry S wrote:
>My only criticism of your piece is when you describe the golf Legend Arnold Palmer as one of "Lots of unhappy and unsatisfied people".

what does 'dissention' mean, harry?

I rather presumed that the writer had in mind an obscure golfing term which he was applying to this tale of the golf Legend Arnold Palmer.

[Teratogen]

I don't know much about the golf legend Arnold Palmer, though I know who he is. Thank you for enlightening me with his Bill Buckner-esque blunder. However, I can assure you this poem had nothing to do with the golf legend Arnold Palmer.

[Harry S]

I don't know much about the golf legend Arnold Palmer, though I know who he is. Thank you for enlightening me with his Bill Buckner-esque blunder. However, I can assure you this poem had nothing to do with the golf legend Arnold Palmer.

Dear Teratogen, I very much want to accept your word for this but I don't know if you have heard of the book "The Da Vinci Code" ? Well, in this brilliant Masterpiece there are clues hidden within the very words of the volume!! You may not quite be the next Dan Brown (who is!!) but I have spotted at least the first golfing clue you left.

Your first two lines read

Lots of complaining…
Lots of bitching

Now I have highlighted in bold your clues

Lots of complaining…
Lots of bitching

Together they spell "pitch". Now as you know the golf Legend (note the Capital L please) Arnold Palmer was an absolute Master of the pitch shot. He would hit the green every time with a pitch from 30 to even 90 metres!

Anyway, I understand why you are not ready yet publicly to explain your poem about the golf Legend Arnold Palmer but I will look for the other clues and hope I will be the winner!

[Marisha]

Dear Teratogen, when you did your research for your excellent poem did you discover if the golf Legend Arnold Palmer was keen on bananas (I think you know what I mean!) ? Any anecdotes about the golf Legend Arnold Palmer that you are allowed to share with us? I would be quite intrigued

Love and kisses

Marisha

[Oscotarach]

I don't know much about the golf legend Arnold Palmer.

liar

[Harry S]

I don't know much about the golf legend Arnold Palmer.

liar

Whoa, that's a bit confrontational Chris!

Regular readers here know that Teratogen denying he knows much about the golf Legend Arnold Palmer is the equivalent of Dan Brown denying he knows much about philosophy or metaphysics! However, Teratogen is most probably denying it because he is presenting us all with a challenge not unlike the great Da Vinci Code. We must combine forces to resolve his mystery so that we can learn all his secrets about the golf Legend Arnold Palmer.

[Teratogen]

Okay, it looks like I've garnered the attention of the troll village here on the boards. Or perhaps it's the Smurfs with bananas. My cover has been blown. Oscotoroch the Grouch has made me. I see I have no other recourse but to admit that I am, in fact, Dan Brown, and "The Da Vinci Code" was about the metaphysics of how letters from certain words can be used from within a document to manifest itself as an homage to the golf Legend Arnold Palmer. So, Harry S Falsman, you indeed are the winner. And your prize: a glass of lemonade mixed with ice tea. Don't forget to share with the rest of the Smurf village, the denizens of woe.

Here is another enlightening tidbit for your philosophically-challenged interpretations: Nilbog is goblin spelled backwards.

[Steven]

Hi Teratogen,

I like the poem. An edit suggestion, eliminate: "The mind Abhors..." It would be better, i.m.o., to substitute this with something along the lines of: "Such frailty is abhored". But, it's your poem and it's a good one.

[Harry S]

Hi Teratogen,

I like the poem. An edit suggestion, eliminate: "The mind Abhors..." It would be better, i.m.o., to substitute this with something along the lines of: "Such frailty is abhored". But, it's your poem and it's a good one.

Dear Steven, I see you are a bit of a newbie here. You are disrespecting Teratogen by your deliberate failure to mention in your little critique the golf Legend Arnold Palmer. I, for one, find that offensive and I think you owe apologies to both Teratogen and, indeed, to the golf Legend Arnold Palmer. If the golf Legend Arnold Palmer was alive today he would be mighty pissed with you,

all best wishes

Harry

[Teratogen]

The mind
Abhors such frailty, but
The mirror
Reflects the crippled convictions.
And the heart
Goes reeling into
Sorrow…

Hi Teratogen,

I like the poem. An edit suggestion, eliminate: "The mind Abhors..." It would be better, i.m.o., to substitute this with something along the lines of: "Such frailty is abhored". But, it's your poem and it's a good one.

Steven, I see how that makes more sense as a sentence, but read the end section I posted here: the mind, the mirror, the heart... I'm simply conveying three positions that are pulling in separate directions. It made more sense to begin the lines that way to me anyway.