have it
i heard a poem last night that was inspirational. it cut to the bone, hit to the heart, not quite stung but made you feel and think. good qualities for a poem.
plus it's always great to hear a poem recited by its author. in but rare occasions, that gives it much more punch than otherwise.
in life, you gather things. you also disperse things too. and hopefully there's sort of an equal balance. (not like me: i'm weighted to be more of a gatherer.) so, i've picked up a phrase from one of my mates and band members, simon: "have it." it seems to be sort of a british-ism. i say that cause he's british, and i've not heard it elsewhere. (pls correct me if i am wrong and you've heard it....)
in life, also, there are various sources of inspiration; simon is a wicked fiddle player and a solid source thereof. great fun to play in a band with. he's only one of the many sources of inspiration for this poem which i wrote when i burst in home from the pub tonight (b'day celebration for a friend at the Angel & Greyhound)... another source is the percussion playing poet, Claire, whose poem i heard last night, which had the lot of us enraptured by her words and passionate delivery.
in any case, here's tonight's offering, direct from my semi-addled brain :) ......
Have it
be it
do it
have it
say it
eat it
feel it
suck it
come on, don"t be offended by it
laugh it
live it
like it
laud it
see it
hear it
touch it
taste it
no, really... put it in your mouth and taste it
fry it
burn it
squeeze it
flog it
flip it
dip it
doggone nip it
tuck and turn and churn and rip it
sing and ping and wing and fling it
hog and dog and really flog it
climb it
rhyme it
just don't time it
wing it
ping it
please be sure to bring it
despite it, right it;
might it be something you decide to fight it?
will it
swill it
totally fill it
man it
pan it
just don't ban it
ham it
spam it
dammit, janet
ram it
flam it
closely examine it
clearly i could go and go
but surely now
you ought to know
the point
all else above it
is truly deeply
just to love it
plus it's always great to hear a poem recited by its author. in but rare occasions, that gives it much more punch than otherwise.
in life, you gather things. you also disperse things too. and hopefully there's sort of an equal balance. (not like me: i'm weighted to be more of a gatherer.) so, i've picked up a phrase from one of my mates and band members, simon: "have it." it seems to be sort of a british-ism. i say that cause he's british, and i've not heard it elsewhere. (pls correct me if i am wrong and you've heard it....)
in life, also, there are various sources of inspiration; simon is a wicked fiddle player and a solid source thereof. great fun to play in a band with. he's only one of the many sources of inspiration for this poem which i wrote when i burst in home from the pub tonight (b'day celebration for a friend at the Angel & Greyhound)... another source is the percussion playing poet, Claire, whose poem i heard last night, which had the lot of us enraptured by her words and passionate delivery.
in any case, here's tonight's offering, direct from my semi-addled brain :) ......
Have it
be it
do it
have it
say it
eat it
feel it
suck it
come on, don"t be offended by it
laugh it
live it
like it
laud it
see it
hear it
touch it
taste it
no, really... put it in your mouth and taste it
fry it
burn it
squeeze it
flog it
flip it
dip it
doggone nip it
tuck and turn and churn and rip it
sing and ping and wing and fling it
hog and dog and really flog it
climb it
rhyme it
just don't time it
wing it
ping it
please be sure to bring it
despite it, right it;
might it be something you decide to fight it?
will it
swill it
totally fill it
man it
pan it
just don't ban it
ham it
spam it
dammit, janet
ram it
flam it
closely examine it
clearly i could go and go
but surely now
you ought to know
the point
all else above it
is truly deeply
just to love it
posted by Joel Bassuk at 1:05 AM
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