amaryn poetry and pics 2013

Vlla pamphili is the biggest parc in rome; Trastevere one of the oldest quarters of town near the river Tevere (Tiber);

If you wonder why these appear here: I just visited them for a couple of weeks,lol

Originally Posted by amaryn

in between the carton walls
play little girls with little dolls
feet in mud and water brown
shamefull quarter of a town

yet the sky above is blue
the air is damp, the sun shines, true
but in my heart I'm raving mad
'coz little dolls is all they had

Dear amaryn,

As is well known, I have been "behind the scenes" at ATL all 2013 so far. I am starting again at the beginning of your 2013 poems. I have "Liked" some already . . . now I will gradually take time to comment on the ones especially well-liked. This is one. Oh, my goodness, I could see and feel the loneliness, poverty, and pain of these little girls (who themselves are little [sad] dolls).

What a beautiful rhyme of "carton walls" and "little dolls"! This is not a usual rhyme, especially for English-as-secondary language persons; beautiful and subtle. Kudos to you, amaryn!

The entire poem is very touching. Next time I start to complain about something mundane, like the weather or some relatively minor unease, I intend to remember your poem. It makes me humbled and grateful for what "is" instead of sorry for what "isn't" in my own life . . . I will remember all such "little ones" around the world and be motivated to help when I can. Of course, words come easily; actions are harder live up to. I will use your poem to motivate myself, however. Individuals cannot heal the world; we can only make it a teeny-tiny bit brighter, in the broad scope of things ... Nonetheless, we can do something, rather than nothing. Thank you.

You have painted a true, poignant picture with these words.

Originally Posted by amaryn

defiance
is a tree full of frozen apples
on an early morning in March

Forgive me, amaryn. But these look like persimmons. Have you ever eaten a persimmon? It can be either a disastrous or delicious experience; sometimes both at once!! (Any of you out there eating persimmons in the wild know what I mean!)

Nevermind. Your haiku is well-taken anyway!! Besides, you would know more about outdoor frozen apples than I!!! Mr. Far North Inhabitant!!

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P.S. Can't resist these little nature lessons. Found this quote on persimmons on answers.yahoo.com:

Many old-timers won't taste the fruit until after the first killing frost, to make sure the fruits are ripe. If they aren't ripe, they are extremely astringent. Or as Captain John Smith of the Jamestown colony wrote in 1607, "the fruit is like a medlar; it is first green, then yellow and red when it is ripe: if it is not ripe, it will drive a man's mouth awrie with much torment, but when it is ripe, it is as delicious as the apricot."

Hi, Frankie!

Oh yes, I LOVE persimmons, but here they are imported from far-away-places and that does them a lot of harm; however, you bet: here during winter
(we still have lots of snow, though the weather is sunny) it is often hard to see what "bungles" at the treebranches

Thank you for your comment on the poem related to the picture of slums; It has indeed motivated me already a long time ago and I feel I should be
reminded of the world around us every day. You are right: each one of us can do something- if not more- to help diminish the pain felt by too many
all around the world.

Thanks for taking a bit of your busy daily life to read it carefully

Putting photos with your poetry is really a Fantastic Idea!It never really "hit"me quite as hard as today.Why?I think you're matched the words and pictures more exactly.If you ever have the chance to put all your poetry/photos into an album,I'm sure you could sell a couple of dozen!LOL!The three above poems I like,especially the one with the line "in azure skies" and "trasevere".It's showing a misspelling,so I hope you'll tell us dumb Americans what it means.

Originally Posted by Doug Denslowe

Putting photos with your poetry is really a Fantastic Idea!It never really "hit"me quite as hard as today.Why?I think you're matched the words and pictures more exactly.If you ever have the chance to put all your poetry/photos into an album,I'm sure you could sell a couple of dozen!LOL!The three above poems I like,especially the one with the line "in azure skies" and "trasevere".It's showing a misspelling,so I hope you'll tell us dumb Americans what it means.

I agree with you, fantastic idea...& the pictures chosen show a precision of mind on Amarine's( oh, Amaryn's) part. Pictures could in turn trigger a deeper wisdom or offer another perspective which is seamed with the original one.

Originally Posted by Doug Denslowe

Putting photos with your poetry is really a Fantastic Idea!It never really "hit"me quite as hard as today.Why?I think you're matched the words and pictures more exactly.If you ever have the chance to put all your poetry/photos into an album,I'm sure you could sell a couple of dozen!LOL!The three above poems I like,especially the one with the line "in azure skies" and "trasevere".It's showing a misspelling,so I hope you'll tell us dumb Americans what it means.

Hi Doug! "Trastevere" is one of the oldest "common people" quarters of Roma, right beside the river Tiber (Tevere in Italian); It is crammed with cars, there is not a single square free of them , but at the same time history is evident in its architecture, mostly 1400-1700.
There are no shopping malls, but lots of small shops, streetshops and restaurants; right now rather nice and quiet, soon tourists are bound to
make it one of the busiest quarters of town due to Easter celebrations. We fled in time

she wants to be different,
stand out in a crowd
and when she speaks
she is heard, there's no doubt
she pays attention
to gestures and words
hoping that no one gets hurt
she has a face with a tiny smile
sometimes reacting takes her a while
but to be different ain't easy, you know
I don't want to tell her though

Originally Posted by amaryn

she wants to be different,
stand out in a crowd
and when she speaks
she is heard, there's no doubt
she pays attention
to gestures and words
hoping that no one gets hurt
she has a face with a tiny smile
sometimes reacting takes her a while
but to be different ain't easy, you know
I don't want to tell her though

I see.

Curiosity! I added the title I had forgotten: "my neighbour". I hoped I decribed her well. We live in a house with many apartments.

Originally Posted by amaryn

Curiosity! I added the title I had forgotten: "my neighbour". I hoped I decribed her well. We live in a house with many apartments.

You definitely know her & you know your words better.

Originally Posted by amaryn

she wants to be different,
stand out in a crowd
and when she speaks
she is heard, there's no doubt
she pays attention
to gestures and words
hoping that no one gets hurt
she has a face with a tiny smile
sometimes reacting takes her a while
but to be different ain't easy, you know
I don't want to tell her though

I'm coco for cocoa puffs!(google Cocoa puff ads,if you don't know what this refers to)

Hi doug! Nope. This time i really don't know what you are aiming at!?

Originally Posted by amaryn

Hi doug! Nope. This time i really don't know what you are aiming at!?

Like I said in my above Comment,Google:Cocoa Puff Ads
If you're curious.Curiosity_ killed_the_Cat!
let me know if you do check it out,you'll get a laugh,I promise!

Rowing down the river Styx
Hades in the shade
darkening desires
no, i have to wait
what can i expect
when life comes to an end
Is all i leave behind
footprints in the sand?

Chorus:

Footprints in the sand
soon to disappear
no one will remember
that i was walking here
Footprints in the sand
soon forever gone
ahead eternal silence
i can't rely upon

standing on the coastline
Neptune waves his hand
obvious invitation
of an unknown friend
what can i expect
Is this a dead end street
the earth i stand on slips
away below my feet

chorus:

Footprints in the sand...

voice full of passion
a tumor of rage
lioness refusing to live
inside a cage
drowning your tears
in a wry promised land
in the company
of a risky friend

then, on the stage,
your hunger to cry
for things that went wrong
spitting on lies
succumbing at last
to pressure and pain
when shall we hear you again?

c:amaryn 2013

Footprints in the sand:fantastic.I only wish you'd have wrote "river Styx"In the first line.
For Janis:nice.I'd a put "a lioness growling"instead of bird.Tears your drowning,you know.......sexy and raw,like Janis!
(Believe me,I know.She a home girl,to me)
Great change!I still though you could somehow rhyme "your tears drowning"with "a lioness growling"
You have to admit,she's got a growl like no other!(I was listening to Live At the Carousel Ballroom.)
You can't beat those Big Brother and the Holding Company days!That was a family,that was a band that we used to say "was on a trip"!!!

Doug! Tha.nks. I'll change it tomorrow. I write on my mobile just now. River styx is a good suggestion.

Originally Posted by amaryn

Vlla pamphili is the biggest parc in rome; Trastevere one of the oldest quarters of town near the river Tevere (Tiber);

If you wonder why these appear here: I just visited them for a couple of weeks,lol

[QUOTE=amaryn;995939]Doug! Tha.nks. I'll change it tomorrow. I write on my mobile just now. River styx is a good suggestion.
[/QUOTE

I'm glad you liked my suggestion,it seemed like it was the right river to me!
Note:See above comment,I added in a little something.
Did you ever Google "Cocoa Puffs Ads"See if you get "it"after you do!

find me
underneath a heap of rotting autumn leaves
caress me
convincing me spring has arrived
love me
without going into any details
'cause I am tired, baby,
tired of explaining,
complaining,
stop refraining
and make this
into a new song