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Chat Across the Pond

Birds cyber singing across the blue pond
(for Sisters, in scholarly seclusion)

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Rock chicks rub off on you. Punks, goths, ravers,
Even tweecore wallflowers sipping tea
(that’s me). Kettle whistles, I do too. Hers

Replies. Yay! Glad I’ve set the second pot
Out. How are things? Henry VIII predates
Tyrants today for show trials, the sot--

And the Gunpowder Plot? Ha, what a geek
Am I, rehashing dirty deeds of old?
What better to speak of though? I’ll not seek

To deny the charge. But what other fires
Are lit? Creative writing? Well, we’ll see!
It’s bad luck to promise samples. Buyers

Are wanting, any way. And your thesis?
No no, we shan’t distract you from labor,
Moody historian, you! Would Livy’s

Brow cast such a frown? Or get penciled black?
Or tread the retired spires in platform heels?
The dons must think themselves under attack

When they hear all your disaffected spiel!
Yes, I look forward to hearing it too.
And those lovers hooking up in the loo--

Oh, I’m breaking scheme. Must be some old dream
Caught my mind in the wire of its net. Bet
You can’t wait to write more of those. We’ll cream

When you do. I’m being a drama queen,
Just a bit, but I can’t help it. I found
Porn! It gives my eyes a hungry and lean

Look. Sorry, I’m being a fool. A tool.
Drool. Silly. And how are you? I’ll resume
Making sense instantly. Perhaps you’ll school

Me in better manners-- how? SMACK! What? POW!
No, no!! Miss-- Mistress? Woe is me! Alack,
How did I land myself here? Yes, miss. Meow.

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Posted 13 Feb 2012 10:12
What I like about your poems is that I have to dedicate time in putting it together. Its great, almost like a game - it is similar to eating an artichoke. Every paragraph I decipher is like a layer of plucked petals - in the end, the poem is complete and I get to appreciate it as a reward! Like the delicious heart of the artichoke. Excellent!

Posted 12 Feb 2012 19:44
always a delight!! xo

Posted 12 Feb 2012 18:04
An excellent poetic display of writing talent. Well done.

Posted 12 Feb 2012 14:46
I absolutely love everything you write! You are truly a rare talent!
Posted 12 Feb 2012 14:23
love your style of writing Celais............beautifully put together
Posted 12 Feb 2012 13:41
giggles i got so excited seeing this in the que, i could hardly wait to pass it on to the (hopefully) larger audience it deserves - oh, and yes, it must be read out loud, preferably while gazing across the counter at someone who makes your heart race out of control with just crook of her eyebrow. superb, divine, full of liquid swirls, and oddly perfect.

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