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- Jellyfish (click picture for YouTube) · Apr 14, 12:43am
Jellyfish
diving deep beneath the sea
-dark and cold and silent sea
light ahead in my lover's hand
pointing out, for me to see,
man-of-war, with silent strings,
waving light, she's warning me
from above we watch it pulse,
propelling itself through the night,
almost visible, thing of beauty,
round and perfect - like her breast -
-like the curve of my lover's back -
-forcing my attention back -
jellyfish illuminated,
glowing in the pale light,
simplicity, the will to live,
the drive to live and reproduce.
tapping me she bids me come
down into the craggy rocks
-cannot get the image out
of her perfect, perfect form
following behind her fins
silently her strings surround
and a stinging pain ensues
followed by a rapturous
sense of utter weightlessness
-she surrounds me with herself
never frightened, I submit
for this moment I was made:
I was meant to be her prey
from above they watch us pulse
propelling ourselves from the light
thing of beauty I'm in her
I am of her, I am her
diving deep beneath the sea
my lover's flashlight flickers out
deep upon the ocean floor
heeded not by jellyfish
needed not by jellyfish
(c)2008 Gluefish
Music: Under the Citadel (c) 2006 gluefish
- Chaque Jour · Apr 3, 11:51pm
 chaque jour
je t'observe traverser le pont
voici, voila
voici, voila
parfois tu me souris
parfois tu as un air menaçant
et la plupart du temps
tu feins
tu feins de ne pas me voir
c'est ok, mais je me demande...
si le chat dans la boite
est mort ou pas?
et si je pourrais continuer à t'observer
si ça te change un peu?
et quelque fois
je me demande si,
dans le fond,
ce n'est pas moi-même
que j'observe
plutôt que toi
(c) 10/07 gluefish
Music: klesmeritude (c)2008 gluefish
For the French-challenged among you: I watch you crossing the bridge every day. Back and forth, back and forth. Sometimes you notice me, sometimes you shoot me a dirty look. But mostly you pretend to not see me. It's OK, but I wonder: Is the cat in the box alive or dead? Would it change you a little, if I watched you? And sometimes I wonder if, in the end, it is ME who I am watching, more than you.
- visit · Mar 9, 1:26am
- bunch of us
(walk-in and her new boy friend joe
and her little jump-bug
and caruthes and i, gluefish)
popped up in the forest council
to visit with johnny-v
johnny-v who looks like willie nelson
and sings and plays in a way
to have you out of your world
for a good couple of meals
walk-in served up a concoction
of cacao and stevia
bittersweet, it set the flavor for the day
and johnny-v sang and played
like there was no war on
and like there was no depression
and he coaxed and seduced
the music to come out of hiding
in a little ibanez he rescued
even though laughing
he had to keep adjusting the oxygen
(johnny-v found a place to stay
in walk-in's dead sister's house)
the new guy i didn't know
-- walk-in's new boy friend --
had a connection to our group,
quiet, didn't say much,
but when he did say somethin'
you could see all the way down
you knew he was good for her
the lines in the room
were a cats cradle:
walk-in knows all johnny-v's songs
almost like she knows her dead husband's
and walk-in appears in my poetry here a couple times
johnny-v is my blues guitar teacher
and even if i don't practice much
his laugh ripples the clouds
and i don't write much poetry about caruthes:
i come home to the poetry she is
yeah and walk-in's little jump bug -
she's seven now
and has heard all the songs we used to sing
and even can sing most of eric idle's galaxy song
which scares the bejeezus outa me
yeah so the room rang
and the cats cradle sang
even with the new guy joe
the old lines, and my eyes, blurred
listening to johnny-v sing
and nothing much rang any get-real bells
except for trying to keep up
with johnny-v's changes
on a Stones song,
i got the blues
and the circle closed
as we sang old hippie songs
and johnny-v sang blues
like nobody else knows how
we brought johnny-v a fuzzy robe
he wore like a monk
and he gave me a guitar to take home
a short healing later
and secretly fighting
with a nagging little doubt:
the docs gave him 3 months.
we give him the healing
cause who am i to doubt god
everyone was laughing
and painting the sidewalks green
on the way to their cars
I could still taste the cacao and stevia
and i am not sad
but i'm cryin
(this all just happened tonight
and the names are SU names mostly)
- Jan 21, 12:50am
- edit: OK, OK, I know I ran this one once before. I can't help it. I get to feeling this way once in a while.
BUTTERFLY KISSES
...admittedly, I watch lips more than I ought to. Sometimes I lie that I'm hard
of hearing.
 when you are talking
watch my eyes
if i am watching your mouth
it is because i am dreaming
of your kisses
and what kisses must they be
that butterflies escape from them
and cavort inside me
to tingle and inflame throughout
and looking at your lips
the beating of butterfly wings
while you talk
i barely hear your words
langourous, your words float up
butterflies in the cloud high day
till one of them should land on my tongue:
what would your butterfly kisses
taste like?
...just then, you stop:
Are You Listening?
...yes, I lie, smiling
(c)gluefish 08
Music: Synthahol by gluefish, (c)2006
- Jan 21, 12:50am
(c)1997 gluefish
Music: Waves (c)1997 gluefish
- Where To, Mac? · Jan 21, 12:49am
- WHERE TO, MAC?
...the zen of cab driving lived with me the rest of my life.
 Where To, Mac?
i don't talk like that
really
it's just a cabbie kind of thing
to say
so you're a businessman
or visiting your daughter
or flying in or out
or a retiree
fetching groceries
i know, no tip from you
but you're a charming
little old lady
and I'll help you
with all your grocery bags
(after my shift
i won't remember any of you
anyway)
no, I'm a musician
actor
playwright
dancer
architect
philosopher
writer
graduate
law school student
take your pick
waiting for my big break
got my degree
in liberal arts
three years ago
still looking for
the right job -
nobody driving cab here
does it as a career
don'cha know
no that's cool
i like driving cab
i learned a couple things
like
you never get there faster
by driving hard
the cheapest way
isn't the freeway
nobody ever says
'follow that car'
and you can just get by
driving cab
if you got something else
going on the side
well here you are
yeah thanks for the tip
(watching him drive off
i see myself 30 years ago
he doesn't know it now
but he's learning his freedom
in a cab)
(c)2008 gluefish
- Writing Verse · Jan 21, 12:49am
- WRITING VERSE
...Why should I write in verse today? I think it's far too hot to try to cram my
words into a form. The literary nerds down at the Border's, let 'em sit and drink
their flavored coffees while they bespew their educated bullshit at each other; I'd
personally find it much less bother to mow the lawn, avoid where flowers grew, trim
the hedges, oil a hinge, replace the tired, worn out washer for my wife, put up some
shelves and sharpen up a knife or two. In general, show I love the place. The house
itself is poetry enough. Composing verses only makes me gruff.
Why should I write in verse today? I think
it's far too hot to try to cram my words
into a form. The literary nerds
down at the Border's, let 'em sit and drink
their flavored coffees while they bespew
their educated bullshit at each other;
I'd personally find it much less bother
to mow the lawn, avoid where flowers grew,
trim the hedges, oil a hinge, replace
the tired, worn out washer for my wife,
put up some shelves and sharpen up a knife
or two. In general, show I love the place.
The house itself is poetry enough.
Composing verses only makes me gruff.
(c) gluefish 08
- The UNIVERSE doesn't want you to ANTHROPOMORPHIZE it · Jan 21, 12:49am
The
UNIVERSE doesn't want you
to ANTHROPOMORPHIZE it
I was having breakfast this morning
(you all know how I feel about breakfast)
when I heard a voice.
I know, you're all saying,
Oh now he's hearing voices.
So I took off my tinfoil hat and said,
HUH?
And the voice said,
I want you to quit anthropomorphizing me.
Who said that? I wondered.
Aloud.
Oh, I said, did I say that aloud?
The lady in the next booth got up and left.
The universe replied,
Yes you did, boy, now back to the subject.
I want you to stop anthropomorphizing me.
I think it belittles me and that makes me mad.
Are you God?
Are you the great Hairy Thunderer? I wondered.
People started looking at me.
Oh, shit, I said that out loud again.
Lots of people call me that. You could if you want.
But I want you to stop.
Stop making me seem like a human being.
Oh, pass the butter, they never put enough on the toast.
Then it said,
You gonna eat all of that?
You could even call me the Cosmic Muffin if you like.
The universe turned its back on me for a second,
and said,
Would you do me a favor?
Scratch my back, right there in the middle.
I can never quite reach it.
I still didn't know where to reach out to
so i scratched the wall.
NOT THERE, IDIOT! Shouted the universe.
GOD DAMN! I shouted back.
WHAT THE F..., shouted a couple of McDonald's Patrons.
Oh, never mind, I'll just go rub my back
up against a planet somewhere.
Just then the manager came around the corner,
with that look I know oh so well.
The universe said, Watch this.
The manager tripped on his shoe string,
and almost fell.
Ever hear a universe chortle?
It sounds almost like a trolley car
going by outside.
Which it seemed like to most of the patrons.
Since there WAS a trolley car going by outside,
they didn't notice that it was actually
the chortling of the universe.
So, Universe,
are you going to save me
from being thrown out of here?
Just a minute, I have to go pee,
said the Universe.
Just then, it started to rain.
The manager drew closer,
and a cook and a janitor
were with him.
I sighed.
Oh, well, it's time to find my smelly sleeping bag
and hunt out another door frame
and see if I can get some sleep.
Putting my tinfoil hat back on,
I yelled at them on my way out
THE UNIVERSE WANTS MY EGG MCNUTTIN
I left it on the table,
just in case the Universe was still hungry.
(c)2008 gluefish
- Damn I Miss Ol' Mehitabel · Jan 21, 12:48am
 Damn, I miss ol' Mehitabel.
She would get out at night
and you could
hear her singing on the back yard fence:
"Come sit on a post with me
and we shall serenade the neighborhood.
You are so hot
when you fluff your tail
and hiss like that.
Look I know a little dive
under the pier
where we can feast
on fish heads
and chase dogs for dessert.
There's always jazz to hear
from the alley
in back of the pet store
on Washington
And afterwards we can head down
under the bridge on howland canal
where ol' six toes
has a catnip patch.
many a night i have woke up
with a catnip hangover
under the house
beside the dell avenue playground
(where the old woman leaves out leftovers)
i'll show you around
where the old aragon ballroom was
over to where the boats go in in out
of the marina
many nights i've spent
watching the submarine races there
come let's watch one tonight".
"c'est la vie, c'est la vie", she would say,
"there's a dance in the old dame yet."
damn i miss ol' mehitabel
Mehitabel (c)2008 gluefish
"There are no ordinary cats": Sidonie-Gabrielle Collette (1873-1954), author of "Gigi"
Mehitabel and her comments "C'est la vie, there's a dance in the old dame yet", thanks to Don Marquis, "Archie the Cockroach"
- Kellie · Jan 21, 12:48am
- Kellie
 1970
late night, homework's done
nothing else to do
nothing on tv
nobody's answering the phone
don't think kellie likes me anyway
walk down to the lonely note club
see if anyone's there I know
nobody's there
cept a navy guy Davy
and Paul the writer
and Billy the pianist
one drink
waitress doesn't even look
lonely walk home
along the beach boardwalk
2002
saw kellie after all these years
just before she died
she wondered why i never phoned
music by
gluefish: "old louie simmons"
poster by chaosphaere:
Jazz at the Lonely Note
Kellie: (c)2008 gluefish
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