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I've never seen a face like yours
so full of skin, so full of pores
a nose that snores
a mouth that roars
a chalky pallor from staying indoors.

.. you're very very cute...

Violet wrote:.. you're very very cute...

No way, eh?

.. yes, way!.. okay?

... (this is beginning to sound like pig Latin, I'm afraid)...

... anyway-ay, I-ay eed-nay oo-tay eave-lay ow-nay.. eye-bay.. (that last one's a bit like ebay, come to think of it)..

anksthay, Ivay, otay ebay oray otnay otay ebay, athay isay unfay unfay unfay.

... whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of ebay's outrageous (time sensitive) manner of fortune..

.. or whether to just stay and play around here instead..

Eschew nobility.
You is very smart.
I wonder if you post a poem or something about someone's face, seeing as we are on this thread.

.. I shall look to my store of literary treasures (the one's I've written that is) and get back to you, Sir Ren..

... a face.. a face.. my kingdom for a..

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Violet I liked your poem. I don't know much about tears as i seldom cry and I don't know much about down because I don't usually like the word but your poem brought to mind a verse from one of leonard's songs that use both down and (sort of tears) in a way that i do like. The verse is:

It's coming from the women and the men.
O baby, we'll be making love again.
We'll be going down so deep
the river's going to weep,
and the mountain's going to shout Amen!

.. thank you, Jack.. and yes, I love these Leonard lines as well.. to go down so deep..

Violet wrote:.. thank you, Jack.. and yes, I love these Leonard lines as well.. to go down so deep..

I like the line about the river is going to weep.
Last weekend I got to spend time with my great nephew Bucky and I brought him and some other family members for a walk to the river. One thing that rain and tears are good for is making mud. Children like playing in mud and the place I brought him was where even an old guy like me has been known to get on his knees to play in the mud. Mud is a soft place to land if you are falling. When I was playing in the mud I noticed that when I got to a certain depth the river would begin weeping into the hole. I thought "Hey that reminds me of something" My niece was one of the people with me and we began singing one of her favorite childhood songs "Down by the Riverside" like you can hear by Sister Rosetta at:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4xzr_GBa8qk

It also reminded me of another Leonard song which goes:

And you say you've been humbled in love
Cut down in your love
Forced to kneel in the mud next to me
Ah but why so bitterly turn from the one
Who kneels there as deeply as thee

Violet wrote:this face, its smallest of tears


this face has just the smallest of
tears streaming down it;

tears absorbed into
these flushed cheeks. `

how much has this heart loved,
and does it matter?

for down
down

down I go..

down with these tears,

with the pain
inside this heart
that’s loved.


v i o l e t
June 19, 2009

Now yer really smart1 to provide such tearful pained love in a beauteous form. on demand.