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  • Dan Reynolds (3/25/2014 5:54:00 PM) Post reply

    “What is a cynic?A man who knows the price of everything and the value of nothing.
    And a sentimentalist, my dear Darlington, is a man who sees an absurd value in everything, and doesn't know the market place of any single thing.”

    ? Oscar Wilde, Lady Windermere's Fan

  • Frank Ovid (3/24/2014 9:46:00 PM) Post reply

    Johnny and I have been hammering away at some metered stuff down in the workshop. Working hard. Down at the Rhythm and Meter Workshop that is. Here's one we've been working on for about two days. Called, 'Dude'.


    Dude

    Dude sitting on a bench.
    Dude poor.
    Dude sitting on a bench.
    Dude poor.
    Dude got real bad hygiene.
    Dude poor.
    Dude got real bad hygiene
    Dude poor.
    Dude wants a dollar.
    Dude poor.
    Dude wants a dollar.
    Dude poor.
    I ain't got no dollar, Dude.
    I ain't got no dollar..............Dude!

    Well, we're still working on parts of it. I'll keep you updated. Come on down and visit! Rhythm and Rhyme Workshop. Right down below you.

  • Gulsher John (3/24/2014 7:13:00 PM) Post reply

    Announcement:
    Dear all Phers....
    now for $25 you can squander your million $ time...

  • Stan Grossman (3/23/2014 8:28:00 PM) Post reply

    Well, now my Tarheels lost....Go Cavaliers!

  • Mike Acker (3/23/2014 4:41:00 PM) Post reply | Read 7 replies

    A Man On The Move

    He sat outside a Starbuck's, a coffee cup
    in hand, relaxed, with his legs crossed.
    The small, white goatee was sharp at the tip
    which made his overall facial features seem
    sharp, too. He had that " perma" tan that only two
    types of people have at this time of year.

    His deep blue and deep-set eyes were like
    marbles giving him an absence of presence
    as they sparkled. My last count was at least six
    suitcases. Some black some blue, while most
    were of shapes and sizes I had not seen in a
    long time.

    This was an organized man, and calm too.
    I could tell by how neatly everything was
    packed and stacked. He was also a man
    on the move. He was very dignified and
    had that air of quiet confidence about him.
    He seemed to respect his world and almost

    consciously demanded a reciprocal respect.
    I was certain his shining look of health
    belied his age. He seemed like a humble
    man, one who radiates wisdom and grace.
    Just as I was about to go outside and
    strike up a conversation with him,

    he had quietly, and as smoothly as he
    had sat down, left, pushing the shopping
    cart gracefully like he was simply going
    down an aisle at the grocery store.
    Mike Acker

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    • Mike Acker (3/26/2014 6:07:00 PM) Post reply

      Due to the fact that Lamont Palmer has questioned the plausibility of my poem, I have instructed my accountant to produce a personal net worth statement and my two lawyers will be forwarding the notar ... more

    • Mike Acker (3/25/2014 8:36:00 PM) Post reply

      Blue Bird, you are a good judge of poetry, Your critique was fair and valid. Intention is important. To be honest, I think poets always know where their poem is a little hollow. Some of us are jus ... more

    • Lamont Palmer (3/25/2014 3:27:00 PM) Post reply

      An implausible story in a tritely written prose-poem. Boring and cornball. But he tries. -LP

    • Steven Ralph (3/25/2014 12:08:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

      Why am I an idiot?I've been away on busi ... more

    • Mike Acker (3/24/2014 10:32:00 PM) Post reply

      You have got me all wrong, Blue Bird. B ... more

    • Atheanga Tiomaint (3/24/2014 11:08:00 AM) Post reply

      I loved it! I was fooled completely. I ... more

    • Mike Acker (3/24/2014 10:55:00 AM) Post reply

      A nice, normal, real member of PH says: ... more

  • Mike Acker (3/23/2014 4:20:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    List-like poem! ! Posted as reply...

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    • Mike Acker (3/23/2014 4:43:00 PM) Post reply

      Predictions I like your profile You find mine worthwhile I basically react to how you look You think its interesting that I can cook I give you a number to call And you decide you wi ... more

  • Gulsher John (3/23/2014 4:02:00 AM) Post reply

    Òñly wörds çân chàñge the WÖRLD

  • Gulsher John (3/23/2014 1:30:00 AM) Post reply

    i would love to share my experience' of a book titled as " chief modern poets of Britain and America"
    an amazing anthology you would surely find worth reading...
    Poetry of a new era; an influence of French imagists and an escape from english romanticism.

  • Mike Acker (3/22/2014 10:58:00 PM) Post reply

    Do I Love You?

    Do I love you?
    Yes, of course
    I do.
    Did I always?
    Yes, of course
    I did.
    It's when
    you ask:
    " Then, why?" ,
    that I can
    give no answer.

    I simply did
    what I had to do.

    I told the lies
    and whispered
    the bitter-sweet
    nothings
    you needed to hear
    and acted the roles
    and painted the smiles
    on the masks
    I had to wear
    that covered
    the pains.

    I built the sets
    which you needed
    to walk through
    in order for you
    to stay with me.

    For, it was always
    about the whys
    and not the lies.
    It was never the lines
    but what's between,
    where the meanings died.

    All that smoke
    and all those mirrors
    and the mirages
    I needed to make
    appear........
    all for you
    and never for me.

    We had to dance
    The Dance,
    that grand
    Dance of Deceits.
    It's what gives
    the life which
    gives no damn
    about our hows,
    whens,
    and, of course,
    our whys.
    Mike Acker

  • Stan Grossman (3/22/2014 10:22:00 PM) Post reply

    Go Tarheels!

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