On the hot couch
movies playing
cool on the wall
in our heads
in our words
cars drive by
they don't know
what we know
I know and
you know
our hands talking
articulate mouths
new sibilant pictures
outlining the action
emphasis on what is
and what will be
words
are something
actions
are everything
scripts waiting
to be written,
to be continued
born on the couch
on the plush floor
under the palm tree
Christmas in July
and other urban
legends abound;
cliched whispers
in the dark...
tell me all about
your favorite dream
tonight,
or right now--
and I'll write you
the part of a lifetime
my plane leaves soon
but lets stay in Rio,
in your backyard
pouring margaritas
like a salty rain
waiting
waiting
waiting
on the call...
hold,
and--
action.
Top: A circle of hands, green lights and shadows.
Bottom: The Crab Nebula, a supernova remnant first seen at the turn of the first millennium. At that time it could be seen in broad daylight, it was so bright. Action, indeed.
Sunday, January 6, 2008
Director's Cut
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Haha!
First!
Fitting with the tone, I feel like a minor celebrity of sorts.
I adore how you interject little stanzas like this
words
are something
actions
are everything
In the midst of beautiful descriptions.
It's sort of grounding, and very poignant.
Cool bananas. Could be all of us, conspiring, cooking up scenarios. Goes round and round and then a perfectly timed ending and an explosion of stars, very cool poem, multitiered mental whirlywind, and yes to one of them margaritas if there's any left,
"my plane leaves soon
but lets stay in Rio,
in your backyard
pouring margaritas
like a salty rain"
I love how the
inevitable
is suddenly
another opportunity
for spontaniety.....
Clink!
I see conspiritors planning to take over the world from their sofa.
lots of frenetic energy to this one... i like the timing and pace of it. and of course the final conclusion is over the top and out of this world.
"words are something
actions are everything"
love that . . .
don't worry, eric . . . I'm here . . . posting daily . . . but less of a traveler around the 'net, given other stuff going on, like screenplay writing . . . you would dig it, I have no doubt . . .
will keep you in the loop as things evolve . . .
words
are something
actions
are everything
This is sounding like something my parents would say :)!!!!
Awesome man, as always.
Ooohhh, nice. Very nice. I like the planning, the scripting and yet the spontaneity-don't do it that way, just stay. And yummmm....margaritas....
aha Mr. Casting director of life- you are a rare gem on the blog coaster..
"my plane leaves soon
but lets stay in Rio,
in your backyard
pouring margaritas
like a salty rain"
This is a good one. It lured me in and this stanza lit it up for me.
clink!
You see those goddam things too?
Stare at the tv one day with the power off.
Ghosts.
Or maybe hallucinations?
Whatever makes you produce the poem.
And you have.
Top drawer!
I love it the Director's Cut.
I feel like I missed something ....I think I have....but the dream part I liked...
"words
are something
actions
are everything"
I'm inclined to agree. But what happens when there are only words between us?
hi eric,
love this. its like our our whole life is just a movie, so: action!
just when i came back to the blogging world, i got ill :(
gingivitis. ewwwwwww.
Your words are so seductive...Bravo, Eric!
This brought me back to some of my all night talking sessions I had when I was younger. I miss and don't miss those days at the same time. I suppose what I really miss is the people.
Very Hollywood sir, we should take a meeting, I think this one has legs!
fantastic moment of anticipation!
I love the green light and hand pic. The poem uses repetition very nicely.
I used to have the Crab Nebula as a screensaver.
Words can often be more powerful than deeds, if used correctly. Still, I sympathize with the frustration one feels when actions, not verbage, is required when, unfortunately, words are all you have.
How peaceful through all the noise..for what your poetry brings to me ...
Nasra
There is such a beautiful peace in these words...
Like honey,
Love it!
M
You have a way with words, Eric. And what a great image that is to illustrate the post.
Hot week here in Melbourne. 107 degrees for the next two days. Phew!!!
Awesome. I can almost see the perfect white smiles sparkling in the distance.
Princess Pointful
Yes indeed, my friend, the spotlight comment is all you.
I love to break up the flow just a bit, not too much, nothing knee jerkish, but almost like a parenthetical reference.
And to be called poignant by you is an honor, friend.
Gingatao
This is a subject I get a lot of inspiration from. Inspiration of a friend. She knows who she is. The Lady in Blue always knows.
And one margarita coming right up, sir.
Peace out.
Singleton
It's that last minute theory, the best is possible only when that deadline looms.
I feel that way so often.
And you know it--this was created in our dueling poets session, like so many. I can't thank you enough for being so cool.
Ultra Toast
The world is in our grasp, we just have to have enough reach. And some big hands.
The initiative is there to be taken.
MerelyMe
The final conclusion is definitively out of this world--it's like having the world as our stage, in our pockets, to dance on and gaze at latter.
Thanks for the visits! Talk to you soon.
Oceans
I bet I would dig it. I can't wait to see what you have cooking up.
But glad all the same to see you drop by. I wondered what was up.
Namaste...
Spongy
But would you rather your parents say it, or somebody you want to be a little closer? The meaning changes when that is a consideration.
Thanks for the compliment, though.
Peace
Karma
Another margarita? Coming right up.
"No plan--just stay"
That's a lot of what it's about.
You are very timely with the comment.
Sandy
And I'm glad to have you along for the ride, my friend.
Rock on and ride for free.
Peace out
Scott
Welcome! Glad to see you. And thanks, that stanza does unravel the mystery just right.
Thanks for the stop and talk to you soon.
Singleton
Clink! Another margarita for the Lady in Blue.
Ivan
I remember that! "Ghosts" they call them, on those old tube TVs. Keep you awake for an hour with that green glow.
And of course, thank you for the comment, sir!
Top Shelf margarita coming right up.
Cheers!
Cazzie!!!
And I'm glad you did, my friend. Take care and see you soon. You'll love the next post!
SmallTownRN
It's all about dreams, so you didn't miss a thing.
Glad to have you reading.
Take care, you guys.
BeMused
Then we have to make the most of the words--we have no choice, really.
Agreed? =D
Edyta
Sorry to hear that you are ill! I hope that you feel better soon.
And yes, you have your part, too in this film. :)
I'll talk to you soon. Peace...
Just Me
Why I thank you, lady! Very kind of you. Glad to have you reading, as always.
Take care!
BBE
I remember those same things, up all night, with a friend, or on the phone sometimes, supposed to be in bed...
The glory days of youth, and how we wasted time thinking we had so much of it to burn.
Thank you for the recollection.
Mob
Ha! You have the language just right. Forget what I said about film school--you should be there brokering the big deals right now!
Benjibopper
Yes, action... it defines a lot of things. But as you say, sometimes it's the waiting for the action that is the best part.
Take care, you guys.
Charles
Thank you. I sometimes think I over use repetition, then I have to reign it in somewhat.
And the pic of the hands, well I always write the poem first then I google phrases from the poem to find the right shot.
Peace out
X Dell
Very good point. Sometimes there are barriers that lie between two bodies, and contact cannot be. Action is then in stasis. Anticipation held indefinitely.
Very good point. You always chime in with a great angle. Thanks for that.
Nasra
As always, I thank you for this wonderful comment. And it is so nice to have a reader and poet like you among my fans. I am also an admirer of your work.
Take care
Maithri
Peaceful action, honey wine...
Have a margarita on the house! =D
Your words likewise flow with peace. I thank you for that.
Peace and love bro.
David
Glad to see you here, sir!
Thank you on all counts. The only way I seem to have is with words. Everything else falls through!
107? That's a scorcher. Fry an egg on the sidewalk in that heat!
Hope you survive the worst of it.
Lisa
Yes, and they get more and more perfect as they draw closer. Perfect smiles in a perfect conspiracy...
I think there could be a poem in that one!
Thank you for dropping by. Talk to you very soon.
Peace out, y'all.
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