Thursday, June 25, 2015

Moonspit



Moonspit





I
was 
barking mad
under Mother Moon
to think there was a we 
for ye to give,
not that you want
to hear that, posed as you pull
your worms from the fire
to do the old wriggle, 
as if waved in your hand, 
they make you a man.

I
can
make more of a man
from ashes 
and spit.


~June 2015











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Challenge: Words Count 
Mama Zen (Another Damn Poetry Blog) presents us with a list of words common to a slew of languages which suggest a mother tongue once widely shared, and requests a 60 words or less count.. I looked at the list and this came out without much conscious effort--a snarky tale not deep, but perhaps genetically broad as that same mother word-share.







Images: Untitled, 1978, by Zdislav Beksinski   Fair use via wikiart.org
The Cauldron of the Sorceress, 1879, by Odilon Redon   Public domain







25 comments:

  1. It is good to read an angry poem. Love the disdain!

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    1. Disdain indeed--but not bitter. Who's bitter?? ;_) Thanks Sharon.

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  2. That's telling him, sister! You know, I've never seen anyone roast marshmallows with a claymore before; very cool! I brought my labrys, hand me the bag!

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    1. Might be a bit tricky getting them off the edge of that double blade without slashing something--I mean, let's only slash what needs it.

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  3. That final stanza stands on its own as if in a frame of light. Excellent use of these words so essential to basic language.

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    1. I could think of a few more basic terms as well. ;_) Thanks Kerry.

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  4. Hahaha! I haven't heard that phrase for a while! (ashes and spit, which fits the rhythm of whittle and spit which, I believe, is storytelling) Beware of a woman's anger.

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  5. Pull your worms from the fire to do the old wiggle. Ha.
    We have lost most of what a man is made of, in this present age.
    Or we may have lost it earlier.

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    1. Definitely our politicians have lost it. If they ever had it.

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  6. WOW! Stellar!!!!!!!! I am grinning with appreciation.

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  7. I think you pulled this one straight out of the collective feminine consciousness, Hedge! I love it.

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  8. make more of a man
    from ashes
    and spit.

    Wow, very thoughtful lines Joy! A challenge with just a simple word-combination!

    Hank

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  9. I have a feeling this mood or feeling is as old as the word collection itself and you obviously just channeled it.

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  10. Your closing!! Love the straightforward answer. :)

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  11. oo, oo, oo... beautiful. i think of a woman finding her inner wolf, a sense of growing into a growl, and righteously. nicely written!

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  12. Perfect! I love the last bit!

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  13. Haha......definitely snarky.....and I love snarky tales :-) It's beautifully snarky!

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  14. Heyyyyy...that's what I'm made from! With a sprinkle of jackassery. Pointy and poignant my dear. Terribly apt as always. Good to see you!

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  15. Ha.. love it... as long as I'm not the man in that tale.. I think the spit and ash goes well together :-)

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  16. I'm enchanted by the angry serenity in the tone of this poem. There is no loud rage, no promise of violence, not even any screaming... But the emotions evoked by each line, by the word choices... leave no doubt: someone made a terrible mistake, and this speaker is not going to let them forget... ever.

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  17. Spit and ash is more potent I think than spot and polish. Very sharp and clever and biting poem. K.

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  18. Ha! A perfect response to the challenge. Them's old words, and this is old kitchenery -- is all magic a means to join what is forever separated? Healing I and Thou with mojo and how? There's plenty of Hecate here, her grief and rage that man-magic (rousing worms, ha ha) is just foolery - ashes and spit -- compared to the real miracle. Well done 60. I tried something archaic and threw mine in disgust back into the fire.

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    1. Yes, everything's old in this kitchen, I'm afraid--except what's in the pantry. ;_) Archaic is pretty impossible to write without sounding massively affected, I think--a word or two, yes, but the style--we are just not up there with Willy the Shake when it comes to that. Thanks, B. Glad you enjoyed the snark.

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    2. PS. Unless one is being purely silly--vide my sidebar on the splendid lack of fucks given around here.

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