The brick and mortar embellishment
conceals despair.
I buried it in the backyard,
along with that old rag of a dog,
that I loved and held to my heart.
Passed on and by too fast for
my eyes and hands to grab tight.
And I wonder now, if I had held
just a bit tighter, would I have
a handful of fur rather than dirt
and hurt?
p.s. been body snatching...Mayo is Keyser Söze.
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ANd don't ever mention that name again. ;D
Hello FS, nice to see you tonight.
thank you. nice see you to
Mayo!!
Yay!!
Okay, now i'm frigging out of it.
-Amyranth
P.S - I'm you. Don't ask, just nod and smile.
Okay... I saw the poem without reading it and I figured I'd come back and one-up your ass by copying you again.
But instead this just kind of broke my heart.
I'm sorry.
i dont understand this post and i wont even try. i aint that clever
Hey Mayo
Oops.
I didn't read the poem either.
What happened?
-Amyranth
You've gone and made me sad and nostalgic.
This is the grave of that beautiful, long-lived friend of mine I mentioned in that last entry.
FS, I couldn't give a monkeys about the poem.
You should always hold tight to the things that you love Mayo.
That's the one piece of advice I do know how to give.
It's just a shame I never follow my own advice.
Well, you should read it; it's sad though.
Hey Mayo-man,
Let me think some more and I'll talk with you more tomorrow. Okay?
XOXO,
Princess
*deep breath*
This was my Handsome. His name is Harley.
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v413/Amyranth/P4150023.jpg
I go a really long time not missing him and then some days I still cry.
-Amyranth wants her dog back.
lol miss t. you must be wondering about it tho. i was never good at poems in school. my techer would call me stupid and throw things at me well that was fun
k i dont get it. wat does it mean?
Oh, Amyranth, that looks a bit like the dog I have now.
I know that feeling, huh?
FS, that teacher sounds horrible.
Kapunua said...
Oh, Amyranth, that looks a bit like the dog I have now.
I know that feeling, huh?
Yeah. It's the shittiest feeling in the world. Getting dumped doesn't even compare to this.
-Amyranth
she was. with the teacher bullying me and the whole elbow bullying i was really a weird in school oh well you cant win them all
Fimblestar, that's awful. Maybe that's why you THINK you are not good at things like this. Like instead of math anxiety you get poetry-anxiety. ;)
A teacher can ruin potential with words like that.
well, i come over thinking to chat (maybe) and i find this, a poem which somehow fits my head and heart perfectly today.
i'm not sure i want to thank you, mayo. i was hoping for a distraction.
still, and all...
thank you.
This is just sad...
You have sdock10 speechless.
And I am manic today, this is rare.
Yeah, I miss my dog too. She was my best friend and protector. Died in a car accident a few years ago, but the freakiest thing though was that I had a dream that it was going to happen. I still miss her sometimes.
Hey everyone.
gnothi seauton said...
You should always hold tight to the things that you love Mayo.
That's true.
But they leave anyway.
cheers k. i get poem anxiety. why dont you role all subjects in that. at least spelling hahaha.
k why was the poem sad?
Fimble, that teacher of yours sounds horrible
I just am bored of poems.
FS, you are not think, you are beautiful and smart.
That is beautiful.
I am so glad the Elmo game has been finished and I could log back on.
I have a cross in the backyard that just reads
"Buckles - Good Boy"
I still wonder if I could have done more, though I suppose you have to decide sometimes to let them go.
I'll miss him forever.
Missed opportunities - they always come back to bite you in the arse.
miss t. have you had the e-vodka again. lol. bc she was not very nice
Hi to all i haven't talked to yet today how are you?
Miss T, I have to agree. The poem phase is getting old already.
Fimble, your teacher sounds like a bitch indeed ^_^
Is it okay if I call her one?
hi martha. i am good thank you. how are you
FS, I meant you are not thick (not think ha).
I am the thick one.
Hi BC.
Hi there martha, gs. How are you guys doing? GS, I agree with what you said.
Too sad, Mayo.
But I thought you were Salman Rushdie?
I miss my furry little baby Minky, every day.
p.s. Be careful which bodies you dig up.
well its not nice. you can call her miss bitch if you want tho
Keyser Söze? Say what now?
I've never had a dog. I've always wanted one, however. I don't think I could handle it.
Hi there Miss T. How is your evening?
FS that teacher was horrid, everyone has talents and it's a teachers role to develop them,or if it's a class where they don't excell, to help best they can certainly not ridicule.
Some are better at academia and some are not.
That's why the world is so varied.
miss t your not thick. your touched hehehe
Yes BC,
FUCKING BORED OF POEMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Capture This Void said...
Keyser Söze? Say what now?
I've never had a dog. I've always wanted one, however. I don't think I could handle it.
*smiles softly*
Unerring love and companionship are hard to deal with, I agree..
-Amyranth
Okay fimble. I shall call her Miss Bitch. ;)
Did you ask m if you could steal his body?
And the limp does not become you.
Well I see mayo has been reading our comments. Thinking about pets we have lost and revealing who we really are. K.S. huh. I still have to see that movie.
ergo. that teacher never put me ff wanting to become a primary school teacher tho. i may not be the university clever but i know my abc's lol
BC, my evening was good, How about you?
FS, I am touched in the head. You know me too well.
MAYO. i am sorry i am not good at poems. for you next post could you post a picture please? i know pictures
Fimblestar, this is going to be fun. ^_^ Read it with an open mind and without thinking of your teacher. ^_^
The brick and mortar embellishment
conceals despair.
Can you picture a brick and mortar embellishment? What does an "embellishment" signify? Does it need to be there, or is it something that's there for reasons other than hard, cold practical ones? What sort of "embelleshment" would "conceal despair?"
I buried it in the backyard,
along with that old rag of a dog,
that I loved and held to my heart.
That's pretty straightforward, although ask yourself what the narrator is burying. There are two nouns in this part.
Passed on and by too fast for
my eyes and hands to grab tight.
Have you ever had something slip away from you too soon?
And I wonder now, if I had held
just a bit tighter, would I have
a handful of fur rather than dirt
and hurt?
What's the narrator wishing s/he had done here? What would have happened if the narrator had done that act? What happened instead?
Mayo, I'm sorry for picking this apart, but there will always be a teacher-wannabe, pretentious liberal arts / literature major in me. In fact, she kind of makes up most of my being. Apologies.
However, I'm curious as to what was buried with the dog.
-Amyranth
Me too Miss T. What's next? Song lyrics? Famous quotes? Mayonaise, dude, move on to something else already, damn.
I do love dogs as well.
we are all touched miss t. some more than others
Mayo,
Hold tight to all that you love. You never know when it will be too late.
So you are watching the usual suspects here? We learn from you as well. We are all learning from each other.
Love you dearly,
L.
You have to let go. No matter how tight you want to keep holding on. As bad as we hate to, we have to let go to move on in our life. It doesn't mean you forget, but life goes on.
And Mayo, part of the masses still bitch and moan. Told ya the other day you can't please us all. Some want honesty, some want cryptic, some want poems, some hate metaphors....bunch of unsatisfied bitches!! :)
Just don't post any magic eye pictures. Those things give me headaches.
-Amyranth
Miss T, my evening is going okay, if not a little boring.
i'm just wondering, mayo, who's clutches you slipped out of today, hmmm?
I'm okay but all this talk of dead pets is making me sad. Please a new subject. And Fs you should go back to that teacher and vunch her really hard.
Mayo, you should read last night's dirty comments. If that doesn't cheer you up, I don't know what will.
*back to DM*
So I go and do laundry... and this is where everyone is?
Hi Mayo. *goes back to re-read per usual.
However, I'm curious as to what was buried with the dog.
Me too.
"would I have
a handful of fur rather than dirt
and hurt?"
That line really makes me think. Crap. This is going to drive me crazy tonight.
BC, FS, I'm with ya.
*MissT sneaks up to crowd*
*shouts "poems are gay"*
*sniggers and runs off again*
My last comment on the previous entry:
Someone earlier posted something to Mayo that I felt shouldn't get lost in the mix. I can't even remember who it was but I thought it was neat.
Mayo, last night you hung around for a few minutes and asked us if there was anything we'd like to ask you. (I did, and you were like a little Ouija board when you answered me. That's how I pictured you.) Someone today posed that same offer to you.
Mayo, is there anything you'd like to ask us? We'd be a good Magic 8 Ball or Ouija board. ^_^
Or perhaps you could just shut down your computer and get some rest, dream of squirrels or something. Whatever blows your hair back because I want to make clear, as much as we do like you (much of the time,) you're not obliged to post crap at our whim. And like you said, we don't require your validation. We just like your conversation sometimes.
Even still. We like each other's as well.
Squeak squeak, maybe this poem is just a metaphor. It appears that way to me. How are you?
Amyranth,
My despair.
martha thats a good idea but i afraid i aint a violent type. i will just stalk her lol. K thank you for that. i liked it i just still stucked on the firt part tho.
The brick and mortar embellishment
conceals despair
Amyranth said...
However, I'm curious as to what was buried with the dog.
Jimmy Hoffa, naturally.
^_~ Sorry. But you know I couldn't resist.
Mayo said
Passed on and by too fast for
my eyes and hands to grab tight.
Kapunua said
Have you ever had something slip away from you too soon?
Yes...
LIFE....it slips away far too soon.
ha ha Miss T. I think Mayo should post some drawings of his, considering he is supposedly an excellent artist.
mayo, how do you bury it deep enough that it doesn't keep coming back, though?
I just want to know how mayo is doing. Is he okay, happy sad or angry. Something so I can get a glimpse into the kind of person he is.
But it just concealed the despair. you tried to bury it, but it didn't work. You still feel it in your heart...in the pit of your stomach. You think about it and you want to cry like a baby.
Mayo, I never recognize you when you are signed in. O_O
Mayo, are you referring to the "ghost?"
How are you doing Mayonaise?
Hi everyone and hi mayo!
Mayo,
Are you good tonight? Everything ok?
i would like to know what mayo's favourite food is
BC, anything but another bloody poem.
Blah blah blah bored now.
Hello elena how are you. Kapu no what is bury with the dog is....
My Ass.
I thought you would know that by now.
hi ergo. ^.^
Mayo,
Did you see my questions from yesterday's post?
Love,
J.
You've gone and upset me now.
Are you okay? You're beginning to worry me.
Hi Ergo, I'm poetry bashing.
Mayonaise said...
Amyranth,
My despair.
Wiccans believe that when a healing stone has been completely used, it should be returned to the earth so it can regain it's power.
By burying your despair, are you trying to make it become something positive?
Maybe you should.
-Amyranth
Okay, I'm definitely going to bed now.
Good night Mayo.
Good night all.
TTFN
Aww MissT! I love poems, though. I like straight up banter and chatting, but I like poems, too.
Besides, it's his blog.
Oh, and also, I'm supposed to slap Mayo as per MissT, for writing something sad. I should, shouldn't I? Just because I'm getting too goddamn sappy, and that just is not allowed to be.
Hi ergo, anima, and whoever else I forgot. Miss T, I second that.
This poem reminds me of these song lyrics I'm going to post:
"You hold the answers deep within your own mind.
Consciously, you've forgotten it.
That's the way the human mind works.
Whenever something is too unpleasant, to shameful for us
to entertain, we reject it.
We erase it from our memories.
But the imprint is always there."
Some more people have returned I don't remember who but Hi how are you?
goodnight gs. sweet dreams
Goodnight GS, Sweet dreams.
Good night, GS!
ANd MJ, you win tonight's star prize. ;)
K, please slap him. I think some of us are getting tired with the cryptic crap already. I know I am.
Goodnight, GS.
Talk to you tomorrow.
Love,
L and J
Mayo, are you talking about the foundation of a relationship?
I am worried.
You know, the greatest trick the devil ever pulled was convincing the world he didn't exist.
And like that...
he's gone.
Hello Martha
Hello Mayo -- you can't bury dispair.
You have to acknowledge it but never let it rule. If you do it will never let you go.
OP's, i'm glad you enjoyed my post to you a little earlier on. Much love.
Goodnight GS. I'm so happy I won the star prize.
You can try to bury the past and the memories that go with it, but it always has a way of coming back to haunt you. Time goes by in a blink and before you know it, tomorrow is yesterday. Gone and over with, but the regrets, the pain, the hurt are all still there. And you wonder if you had tried a little bit harder or slowed yourself down just a bit, would you have something real and tangible to hold on to...instead of memories.
bye GS
I just cooked some choc brownies!
anyone want some, and still have oat slice left.
We just got a call from a freind who lives in another state that he's here visiting his olds and is coming out to see us! Yay
Then we've got the inlaws coming over for dinner so a dreary rainy day is now looking up
(except for a bit of choking up remembering Buckles)
Respect to all poetry lovers, but when people start looking into it oh so deeply I wanna piss myself.
Me and FS are wearing our poetry is gay T-shirts. Do you like them.
K, did you slap him hard? Did it feel good?
Thank you CTV. Glad to be back. A little wiser, a little softer.
Love,
L and J
Mayo, for whatever is causing your despair, I'm sorry.
Remember, in order to know great happiness, we all need to know great sadness, as well.
((Back later, guys - dinnertime as Case de Sis M.))
You know what surprises me the most? Is that Mayonaise is finally starting to interact with us. Months ago I suggested to him that if he wants to stop feeling lonely and neglectful, he should interact with more people here. I guess he is finally starting to listen to us.
Mayo?
You have our full attention. Remember what you said about listening?
We are listening.
I think he is gone.
Miss T, I would like one of those shirts. Ergo, how are you? I would like one of those brownies if you don't mind.
lol miss t. wearing it loud and proud
Kapu - I was just thinking that.
Mayo - Don't bury your despair. It's not healthy.
-Amyranth needs more chocolate milk.
He could be anima, but he could still be lurking. He does that.
Hiding behind the shadows, my dear? Come join us.
You have, what? 10 days off now? What do you plan to do?
MissT, that's part of the fun of poetry. Some of it is straightforward, but other times it's something you need to work out a bit. That's always been fun to me. But I'm a boring person who reads the dictionary for fun.*
Oh, I didn't get around to slapping Mayo yet. As per MissT:
*slaps Mayo*
With a phone book.
*True story
Did someone say chocolate??????????
I'll take a slice Ergo.
Love the t-shirts FS and missT!
I wrote a poem in high school about how much I hated analysing poetry, and they put it in the school magazine!!
(I may blog it so you can read it.)
Mayo listens, lurks, lingers, and loves us!
Don't you Mayo?
me to please ergo
Dang it all to fuck and back.
I forgot to get some Bernard Callebaut chocolates while I was out.
-Amyranth
i wrote a poem in school and it was published in a book hahaha i am smart lol
Kapunua
That is a great line from that film.
Miss T
Even though I am an English graduate I agree with you about poetry-I generally cannot see the point to most of it although I do have a few favourite poems.
I am off to bed now-hopefully a dream free one!
Night, night.
*passes around plate of brownies and oat slice*
Yes lurking can be fun but joining in and having a few laughs is better. Join us Mayo I know you want to. If you don't one of these days I will find out where you are and drag you ass out of the shadows.
I bet he does sd10.
Ah, I love chocolate. I requested a hot chocolate five hours ago, and I still haven't gotten any :(
BC is watching Armaggeddon
Mayo, whose body did you snatch?
(The reply "Jimmy Hoffa" from anybody here results in immediate disqualification.)
Mayo,
Is it the wall you built up and hid behind that concealed your despair?
L.
nighty night eb37
sweet dreams
That's cool k, you go for it. Nock your little socks off and tell me what it means later.
*hands T-shirt to BC*
That's funny Ergo.
FS, proud as punch or should that be Vunch.
I'm off for a wee. Back in a minute.
bc wat channel is it on
Goodnight EB37.
rememeber to flush and wash your hands miss t
OOOHH I know I know!
He found Amelia Earhardt!
That's really cool fimble. One time I actually wrote a manuscript and I sent it to a publishing company. It didn't get accepted, but to this day, it reminds me of how much we can accomplish and how our biggest dreams can come true by working to achieve them.
It's really amazing. I wanted to be a author, but maybe I will try again one day.
Analyzing poetry and art can be fun, but wears me out!!
Plus, one of my photo professors tried to analyze my final project [the hand one I posted on the last blog] and it really pissed me off.
I told him that maybe he was projecting his own feelings to my work. Sometimes with art we are not necessarily seeing what the author/artist is protraying. Sometimes it can mean nothing at all. Sometimes we will never get it. That's what I love.
But when someone really wants us to listen, it gets really hard to help when you do not understand what he/she is seeking.
sometimes lurking is better, martha. hanging in the back of the room gives you a better view of the party.
keep on trying. if you want it then you should work to achieve it
Have a good one, MissT.
Me, I'm eating Stonyfield Farm minty chocolate chip frozen yogurt. It kind of blows, but I'm already down to the bottom of the carton. Because it kind of blows, I will have to somehow find the time to go out to the store again tomorrow and get a whole new, different ice cream instead.
Thanks Miss T. Fimble, it is on the WGN channel but I am not sure if Florida has one.
Sdock, somehow I doubt that Emelia Earhardt has enough body left to snatch. ;)
I love analyzing shit. I will anazlye and come back analyze and come back re-analyze my analysis.
Do you see where I am going with this?
prob not bc. prob not
Thank you fimble. I am not sure if my family would like it though. I'm really into the supernatural/sci fi superhero genre. I am the dork in the family ^_^
Kapunua,
She might have been perfectly preserved wherever he found her.
....just saying
Goodnight EB37.
I'm back now. That feels better.
I been to Florida twice before Fimble, including a trip to Walt Disney World, and I was surprised that they were playing the local news here in Chicago. At the time I was like, "wtf?"
lol its crazy.
Sdock, me too.
Kapunua, I love real vanilla ice cream with mint chocolate chips. Oh man, it is like a party in my mouth.
I just want to know...was she still in the airplane? or what?
I know what he buried with his dog.
His gone off sandwiches ha ha ha!
art and poetry/literature has to appeal to the person viewingor reading it.
If it doesn't the experience just becomes merely academic and unenjoyable.
If you connect though it is wonderful.
But the overanalysis can kill the beauty of the piece.
FS that's awesome
*hands brownie with extra chocolate*
But how will people get to know you tj i admit I have done a lot of lurking in the pass. But I'm happy I joined in with you guys. Anyway this is Mayo's blog but he acts like he is an outsider and it worries me.
Sdock, so you're saying that Mayo found Earhardt's body perfectly preserved, and somehow inhabited it?
This reminds me of an episode of Sorcerer Hunters.*
*Which no one here aside from yours truly has ever likely seen.
Oh Hi BC, thank you for saying hello. I am once again multi-tasking. It is just harder at home because it means I must do shit in another room. Unlike work where multi-tasking is much easier.
A handful of dirt is not so bad...you can always throw dirt in someone's eyes.
And then poof...run the other fucking way and disappear.
...again, just saying.
yay ergo thank you a millions. i love brownies (the food kind) mss t. wat was on his gone off sandwhiches? lol
toujours said...
sometimes lurking is better, martha. hanging in the back of the room gives you a better view of the party.
Sadly it's a better view of what you are missing. I know this from years of experience.
He shouldn't be martha. This is his blog, you are right, he should be entitled to be welcomed with open arms as everyone else does. Maybe he is just shy. I try my best to interact with everyone with my blogs because I like to get to know people better and see how they are doing.
Anima said...
Kapunua, I love real vanilla ice cream with mint chocolate chips.
I do, too. But this... this just kind of blows.
Oh man, it is like a party in my mouth.
And everyone's coming?
Oh man, sorry. I had to go there. ;)
that's true, martha. people won't get to know you perhaps. but even if you're the life of the party you might not be really being true to yourself anyway.
if you're feeling lurkful, you've gotta go with it, or it's all just forced. blogs, parties, life, whatever.
*shrugs*
I wonder if Mayo is flying that little plane now over the Bermuda Triangle.
?????
Be careful Mayo! Do you know how to fly that fucker?
Ergo, exactly.
Ummm, I'm thinking of something witty to say to Sdock and Kapunua, but failing miserably.
FS, it was mayo ha ha ha ha ha!
I kill myself , I really do.
Miss T, you mean samiches ^_^
That's what he calls it.
Hi there anima. How are you?
Multi-tasking sometimes suck because I always end up forgetting something I need to do O_0
Sadly it's a better view of what you are missing.
unfortunately, that's true, too, elena. double-edged sword.
It's true Martha.
Mayo,
You have brought together a little family here, one that laughs, cries, fights, and loves just like any other family. And you brought it together.
Remember, YOU are part of this family, too.
You may think some days you have created some God-awful mess, and yes, some days it is, but when it works, it works beautifully, and we want you here to be a part of it with us.
Love,
L.
Sdock, so not only was she perfectly preserved and he managed to inhabit her body, but he got that little plane of hers up and running, too? Amaaaayzing. Color me impressed! And with a headful of bizarre images.
Mayo... so whose body did you snatch?
hahaha you crack me up miss t. truely touched
BC, I used to call them that when I were little.
Keep your eyes on the horizon my friend!
That boy is always feeling lurkful. I don't want him to be the life of the party just join in. Break the lurkful habit. I know its hard but you can do it. I believe in you. Ok that was cheesy right there.
FS, more than you could know.
Really Miss T? That's what Gerard and Mikey calls them, I think ^_^
Fimble, I must agree, Miss T is quite hilarious indeed
Oh but Ergo, one more thing. Honestly, my work meant nothing. Truly it was for the simple art of it. And my professor was trying to find all of these secret emotions in what I was trying to protray. I laughed at him and told him he was an idiot. I didn't care (for a ton of reasons that are too lengthy to explain).
Just wanted to mention that...sorry where were we?
" Bleeding Chaos said...
Miss T, you mean samiches ^_^
That's what he calls it. "
Here she FUCKING goes again. GIVE iT A FUCKING REST...!!!
cheesy but nice, martha.
K - thank you for going there. :)
I agree martha. Mayonaise, if you are here, don't be afraid to come and say hi. It's the only way to break that lurking habit of yours. Don't be shy. We will welcome your with open arms ^_^
TJ "feeling lurkful" is such a lovely phrase
Take it easy anonymous, I was just joking. Shit.
I have to go there, Anima. SOmeone has to go there. ^_^
Unfortunately I think we will never get there.
My ice cream is over, and it wasn't even worth it.
There's something sexy about a lurker though.
Knowing we are just all sitting here waiting for a little crumb of a comment and he's just watching it all go down.
....for the 3rd time, just saying
thanks ergo. you make me smile, though.
A wolf never begs, Sdock. ^____^
Mayo isn't lurking, sisnce he found Amelia Earhart he's off to find Atlantis
Ergo, lol.
Martha,
I don't know about Mayo, but I myself am feeling quite motivated.
J
Kapunua,
Don't make Mayo answer while he is trying to fly that little shit plane. That sure is asking a lot of him, don't you think?
Crap.
Sister m are you here I got your email. I'm so happy you are back that goes out to all my family.
Yeah, but Kapuna, is your mouth watering for a taste?
gosh "sisnce" how did that happen?
anyway I am a sandwich sayer, just cannot bring myself to say sammich
My ice cream is over, and it wasn't even worth it
Kapunua, disappointing food sucks
Sd10 sexy up to a point. It has its limits.
See how easy it is Mayo> I mean look at me when was the last time I address you. Maybe your the ghost that I'm feeling beat up by.
Yes it does Ergo. Once it disappoints, you cannot enjoy it anymore. :(
Mayo,
Have you got your coffee there? All settled in?
Honey, if you're waiting for us to talk dirty again, all you have to do is ask.
(Ladies, maybe that'll get a rise out of him.) ;)
J, and L on the couch
Maybe he actually left?
He doesn't stay on for too long after he posts a new blog.
^^yeah, that's true.
Did someone say dirty talk?
Or did someone say throw a handful of dirt at someone?
Either way, I'm in!!
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