Saturday, February 18, 2017

OTI:two poems and notes:2/18/17

Open To Interpretation

Play

Did they say,
"The Cathedrals are ostentatious,
Monet."?
More than a few
See Adams in you,
The play of Light.
I tell you, inside
My head's like Night,
A moonless forest,
And I have just a flashlight.
A gallery my brain
To make The Louvre
Mundane,
The Valley a strip mall.
You'd both on that agree,
Setting your tripods
Up inside me.
Pretentious I'm being
As all we are reading
The play of Thought.

Upside Down

Oh
I can't say a thing
Without it being
Upside down
Of what I feel.
If I knelt,
Would that work?
And introduce my
Sincere opposite,
Humility?
Would you take me for that?
Not likely.

DolphinWords

Notes: reference Claude Monet and his paintings of  Rouen Cathedral, reference Ansel Adams and Zones...

:)

DolphinWords

Friday, February 17, 2017

OTI:two poems and notes:2/17/17

Open To Interpretation

Dreadful

Petra and Ishmael
Sat by the Creek on a boulder,
Lost in thought,
Their bare feet dangling in the water.
Dana came along
And slowed his pace
And stopped quiet
So as to not disturb their
Reverie.
A family of ducks swimming
Brought Dana to their attention
And they smiled shyly.
"A penny for your thoughts?"
Said Dana.
"Oh, oh, it was my being dreadful
That I put to sea to be away from."
Said Ishmael.
"Shipboard I was with my like,
In town, dangerously strange."
"Just so, I too,"
Said Dana.
"After my fashion,
Left off town for the sea."
"And he was dreadful
When I found him,"
Said Petra.
"And his companions!
All washed up they were
On a wild shore,
So much debris from some great storm."
"And now?" said Dana.
"Now, "
Said Petra,
"Now the sea
A shady creek
With murmuring ducks."
Dana sat down
And took off his socks
And cowhide boots,
The Creek numbing cold to his toes.
"Have we left off with adventuring?"
Said Dana.
"Not likely!" said Pip
Bounding about the Creek stones,
Quequig following on.
"Nemo comes."
Said Pip,
"And Nemo ignores Time."
"Where away?" said Ishmael.
Nemo stood before them,
Arms akimbo.
"'Tis the season, and the time,
To gather black roses,
And neither here or now
But then and there
Grow such flowers."
Sang Pip.
"Just so," said Nemo,
"Have you three, Time,
Or is this Creek side dalliance
Eternity?"
Petra smiled.  Pip and Quequig feeling left out.
"Of course." said Nemo.
"We're off!" Said Petra. "I must tell Pet!"
"No need," said Nemo,
"The Nautilus and I
We'll have you five
All back before now!"

Pierre

Poe said,
"Hmmmph!  And just like that
He filled the plot hole: whence came Ishmael?"
"Rescued by Nemo?" said Twain,
"Across Time?"
The under the Dodona Oak gathered
All looked at Verne.
Twain said,
"Time Travel isn't in your oeuvre!
And yet,
You had a countryman,
Surely his efforts in you notes.
I just gave a sleeping pill to my Yankee.
And you, Poe, well,
What can I say,
You're my countryman."
Everyone turned from Verne, to Poe, then Twain,
Then, eyes wide and innocent,
They all leaned back like poker players
Caught with cards up their sleeves.
"Oh, haven't we all,
Now and then,
Found a book, a note, something,
From the museum of eternity,
Timeless as it is?
Everyone swiveled about to hear,
And see, Boitard's sudden appearance.
"Just so,"
Said Verne, smiling.
"Pierre is a fine name."

DolphinWords

Notes: reference the movie The Black Rose...reference Pierre Boitard, (surely Verne knew of him!?), reference Pierre Aronnax, Verne's professor aboard the Nautilus...reference Twain's Connecticut Yankeee in King Arthur's  Court, Poe's Pym, reference Melville Moby Dick, chapter 44 (I recall a passage that suggested Moby Dick had been seen in two different places at the same time, but I'm likely confabulating the Sufi notion of a guide being in two places at the same time)...reference James Gleick's new book, Time Travel: A History...Gleick found as I did in my brief web search, in the literature, the notion is very recent, like  the words 'time' and 'travel' are never seen together, and 'machine' added by H. G. Wells...once that happened...Pierre is Peter in French, the masculine of feminine Petra...ral...

quote

Polyphemus asks Odysseus his name, and Odysseus replies that his name is "Utis" (ουτις), which translates as "No-man" or "No-body". In the Latin translation of the Odyssey, this pseudonym is rendered as "Nemo", which in Latin also translates as "No-man" or "No-body".

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Twenty_Thousand_Leagues_Under_the_Sea

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:)

DavidDavid

Wednesday, February 15, 2017

OTI:two poems and notes:2/15/17

Open To Interpretation

Fire And Smoke

And the Greeks' Black Ships,
Current dragged,
Arrived at the Northern Reach shore
Beside the pale Black Ship Argo.
In the fog, the crews all clambered
Overboard in their bands
And willy nilly, fog blind,
Bumped into one another.
Swords were drawn,
Harpoons at the ready,
But the sheer confusion
Of circumstance
Stayed their hands.
The sun like a silver shining shield
Began to glow from above
As the fog lifted somewhat
Becoming the wild scene's roof.
"Have you a tune to charm Greeks
As well as Black Dragons,
Orpheus?" said Jason.
Jason's band had arrived
From raiding Onyx's Tower
To the sea bluff
Overlooking the Greeks below.
Before Orpheus could answer,
Quequig's Harpoon took
The Lyre from his hands
And pinned it to the ground.
Ishmael astride Black Dragon Beryl,
His harpoon across his lap,
Looked on. Following on,
Petra and her crew gathered about
Ishmael and Beryl,
Harpoons at the ready.
"Leave in peace." said Petra.
"Would that we could," said Glauce.
"Black Ship Argo is pale,
Creon, my father,
Would have Medea's head,
And those Greeks below
Would have the Sword and Sandals,
To say nothing of the Fleece."
"Like a seaweed tangled pile
Rotting, these Greeks bring
Black lies like flies
To our shores."
Said Onyx, returned from
Dragon Hold.
"Take your compatriots with."
Said Onyx.
From behind Petra's crew
Pausias and those Greeks with him
Came forward and joined
Jason and his bunch.
Recognition dawned among
The Greeks on the bluff
And on the beach
As they saw old friends,
Old enemies,
All a welcomed sight in a far away land.
Neither Minos nor Theseus could
Stay them from setting
Aside their weapons
To greet and meet.
Distracted so, their Black Ships unguarded
Were easily boarded by the
Crews from Black Ships
Liz and Medea,
Calypso and Nemo overseeing.
"Where is Medea?" said Creon.
"Better to ask where you are."
Said Petra.
Creon thought,
"Just so." said Creon.
"Glauce, we leave off dragging
The Golden Fleece about,
Better friend the Black Dragons,
And leave the Fleece,
And Medea, in their care."
Glauce hugged her father,
And with Jason embraced.
"Not empty handed you leave us,
The Sword and Sandals take with you."
Said Petra,
"What is yours is yours."
"Hmmph." Onyx said,
And snorted smoke
And fire and roared.

Home Again

It was crowded aboard
King Alcinous Black Ship
But it was larger than
Most Black Ships
And accommodated
All the Greeks on the gallop
Back to the Little Middle Sea,
Odysseus the last to be
Set ashore on Ithaca,
Home again.

DolphinWords

Notes: hmmph...like putting flowers in a vase!

:)

DavidDavid

Tuesday, February 14, 2017

OTI:six poems and notes:2/14/17

Open To Interpretation

Dragon Gates

Dragon gates
Open and close
To tidal fates.

Dragon fates
An opening moon rose
Between Dragon mates.

Dragon mates
One to one chose
To enter Dragon gates.

Well

Well,
I keep dropping these coins
In the Koi fountain pool
To not a sound
Or a ripple
And Phyrne
Standing a statue still.

Koi Fish

The Koi fish
Always hungry
My packet of food
For them
Never enough.

Black Angels

Knee bent to the Black Deck
The Greek crew scrubbed and sang,
Minos and Pasiphae beside them.
"So dearest,
Where away?"
Said Minos to Pasiphae.
"Now we're beyond the Pillars.
To a northern land,
It is Raven said,
Theseus and Daedalus retreat."
Said Pasiphae.
"Squeaked intelligence from these Greeks
Has it Theseus seeks
The Sword and Sandals
From Athens stolen
By a Black Dragon."
Said Minos.
"These Ravens are taciturn
And lead us on
On our course
Avenging our son
Asterion, slain by Theseus,
To fulfill their own design."
Said Pasiphae.
"What design can Ravens have
Aside from pecking our corpses?"
Said Minos.
"A god's,"
Said Pasiphae
"So favored are the sky's
Diminutive black angels.
Asterion was Poseidon's offspring,
As well as ours,
And he too would have Athens be his family;
His ambitions and ours one,
Carried onward by this Black Ship."

Asterion

Knee bent, Ariadne and her girls
Sang, and scrubbed the Black Deck,
Theseus and Daedalus beside them.
"You needn't have slain him,
You know." said Daedalus.
"How was I to know?
So well you fashioned
That bullish mask."
Said Theseus.
"It was all a drama"
Said Daedalus,
"To celebrate a once a seven year
Alignment of the stars and moon.
Just so the Minotaur's name
Was Asterion, 'starry'.
We gave you a ball of yarn,
We gave them all balls of yarn,
So to dance the labyrinth,
Reach the Minotaur,
His starry mystery,
And return.
Ariadne's brother he was
And slain you would be now
Save her love for you is so."
"You say I must encourage her love
Least I come to that?"
Said Theseus.
"Just saying," said Daedalus.
"Now, from behind,
Approaches your other concern."
"On the horizon I see too,
It's another Black Ship!"
Said Theseus.
From the masthead,
The lookout shouted down the news.
"Minos and Pasiphae pursue,"
Said Ariadne to her crew.
"All hands on the Black Deck
And receive your battle commands."

Work Finished

Work finished,
Resting on their buckets
The Phaeatian crew of
King Alcinous' Black Ship
With Odysseus and Nausicaa too,
The Deck polished and cleaned.
The Black Ship galloped,
It's thunder cloud squall
Keeping pace
Across an otherwise blue blue sea,
Save in the distance.
"Storm ahead!"
The lookout from the masthead
Called down.
The horizon black
Giant thunderheads swirling
To tornado winds
Lighting incessant flashing.
"Black Ships at war."
Murmured the Phaeatian crew
All aside the railing watching.
"We sail into a storm
The likes of which I've never seen."
Said Odysseus.
"Just so,
And now our crew battle prepares."
Said Nausicaa.
"No need." said Athena.
Quiet as an Owl,
She had arrived on the Black Deck
Astride one of Helios' chariot Dragons.
"It would be remiss to defy
The Great Black Squid's entreat:
'No war between Black Ships,
Only Greeks'." said Athena.
The air a sudden damp and cold,
The black sails slack,
Grey fog rolling over the blue sea.
The thunder on the horizon ceased,
Silent fell the sea under the fog shroud
And strong now the current
Carrying the three Black Ships,
Fog bound, to the Northern Reach.
And as quiet as she came,
Athena on her Dragon departed.

DolphinWords

Notes: reference Asterion the Minotaur...hmmph...only 39 Asterions on WOW, and not all of them Taurens!...and just 8 Phyrne!...hmmph...

quote

A Knossian didrachm exhibits on one side the labyrinth, on the other the Minotaur surrounded by a semicircle of small balls, probably intended for stars; one of the monster's names was Asterion ("star").

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Minotaur#Interpretations

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:)

DavidDavid

Thursday, February 9, 2017

OTI:three poems and notes:2/8/17

Open To Interpretation

Coffee

Did an inequality
Bring you your coffee
After you wrote
"this truth"?
Wait, was that drink
Even to your avail?
brb...
"the favorite drink of the civilized world"--Thomas Jefferson

Dragon Hold

From Onyx's back
Medea was taken aback
As they flew near approaching
The Hold, and she gasped
With wonder.
"Your Palace, Queen Medea."
Said Onyx.
Dragon Hold no singular Tower
Like those spread over
The Northern Reach
Surrounded by Villages,
But Towers, Cathedrals,
Palaces, all together
Aglow with Corposant Lanterns,
Arrayed with Dragon Treasures,
Surrounded by a
Great Humankind City.
"The Greeks mustn't see this!"
Said Medea.

Beside

Oh,
I sit beside the Creek
And dally my fingers
Across the reflected surface
Dark greeny sheen
Of Black Oak
Incense Cedar
White Alder
And wonder near
Shakespeare's
Midsummer Night's Dream.

DolphinWords

Notes: reference Thomas Jefferson...reference Midsummers Night's Dream...

This man hath my consent to marry her.
Stand forth, Lysander: and my gracious duke,
This man hath bewitch'd the bosom of my child;
Thou, thou, Lysander, thou hast given her rhymes,
And interchanged love-tokens with my child:
Thou hast by moonlight at her window sung,
With feigning voice verses of feigning love,
And stolen the impression of her fantasy
With bracelets of thy hair, rings, gawds, conceits,
Knacks, trifles, nosegays, sweetmeats, messengers
Of strong prevailment in unharden'd youth:
With cunning hast thou filch'd my daughter's heart,
Turn'd her obedience, which is due to me,

http://shakespeare.mit.edu/midsummer/full.html

:)

DavidDavid

Tuesday, February 7, 2017

OTI:five poems and notes:2/7/17

Open To Interpretation

Grey As Ash

Grey as volcanic ash
And transparent as a wave
Black Ship Argo stood
Off from the seashore
Of the Northern Reach.
The skeleton crew of
Jason's Greeks
Left behind to guard
Fled when the
Black Dragons flew in
And harvested.
Stripped of corposants,
A Black Ship has only with
The Winds and Currents to wander
And slowly replenish as the
Ravens and Gulls
Find happenstance food.
Not a Harpoon by the Greeks flew,
And Black Ship Argo too,
Surprised by the Dragon's swiftness,
Made no response.
Months pass
Before Corposant Lanterns regrow,
Their many colors again
Reflect on Argo's Black Deck,
Now pale.

Make Me Deaf

"Dulcinea,"
Said Onyx,
"Make me deaf."
"How so?" said Dulcinea.
"The Flight has disabled the Argo,
Corposants harvested,"
Said Onyx.
"But the bands of Greeks ashore
Grow near, and the Flight dare not,
For fear.
That instrument."
"Orpheus Lyre," said Pausias.
"The same.  Make me deaf."
Said Onyx.
Dulcinea could only think to do injury
And hesitated.
"Your wax, Pausias."
Said Medea.
"Hurry, the Flight too bold
Is now enthralled,
And strains I begin to hear."
Said Onyx.
Pausias took the hot
Prepared bee's wax for his painting
And poured it into Onyx's ear canals
As Onyx lowered his head.
Onyx snorted flame and smoke
And roared, Pausias blown back
On his butt, eyebrows singed.
"Medea, Dulcinea, with me,"
Said Onyx, and thought,
"Benitoite too,
Bring your son, Medea."
The two hopped aboard Onyx,
Benitoite nestled between
Dulcinea and Medea.
And the double Dragon Doors
Of the Tower's Great Room were opened.

Black Olives

Black Dragons were everywhere,
Radiating outward and immobile,
Like a basket of black olives
Spilled on the snow.
"Are they alive?"
Said Dulcinea.
"I don't know, and now too
I hear the lyre." said Medea.
"And strangely so,
Only one melody bar
That keeps repeating."
With her legs
Dulcinea told Onyx to
Keep circling
As she and Medea tried
To discern what was below.
"I see no Greeks." said Medea.
"Some mystery this,
All the Dragons transfixed."
"Go see!" Dulcinea urged Onyx on
And they descended quickly
To the center of the scene.

Something Hephaestus Made

"Something Hephaestus made,"
Said Medea,
And kicked the thing,
And the one bar melody ceased.
The Northern Black Dragons
Released from the one bar tune
Pulled in close around
Onyx, Medea, and Dulcinea.
Onyx scratched at his ear
With his foot.
"Wait," said Dulcinea.
"This will take a bit."
She made a fire with her kit,
And with a flaming torch
Warmed Onyx's ears
As he turned his head
This way and that.
Onyx snorted flame and smoke
And roared.
"Hmmph," said Onyx,
"Now a life of monkish silence
Dragons seek,
And all because of these Greeks.
Enough of human tunes and treasures.
Medea, they have the Tower,
The Sword, the Sandals, the Fleece,
Such was Pausias' deceit."
"Just so,"said Medea.
"The Northern Flight goes now
To our Dragon Hold,"
Said Onyx,
"And learns the path of the deaf.
There we will think this through
And see our way."
Medea hopped aboard Onyx's neck.
"Dulcinea?  Come with?" said Medea.
"I am Petra,
Queen of the Southern Flight,
They must be warned."
Said Dulcinea.
"Just so, my grandson Ametrine
In your care,"
Said Onyx,
"And those who care for you
Draw near."
Medea thought, and said,
"Take Benitoite with you
Away from these Greek dangers."
"Just so," said Dulcinea.
Onyx opened his wings,
Lifted off,
And the whole of the
Northern Black Dragon Flight
Followed on upwards from the snow
With a great roar.

Leave It To Rust

Quequig gave Dulcinea
A hug
And set her down beside Ishmael.
"What is it?" said Ishmael,
As they examined Hephaestus'
Mechanical lyre.
"I know not,"
Said Dulcinea,
"A bane to Dragons
And to us as well.
Leave it to rust."
And Dulcinea with her crew,
All singing, Benitoite delighted,
Seated in Quequig's backpack,
Returned to Black Ship Liz
Waiting by the seashore
Of the Northern Reach.

DolphinWords

Notes: hmmph...update1/9: Quequig's backpack...

:)

DavidDavid

Monday, February 6, 2017

OTI:two poems and notes:2/6/17

Open To Interpretation

No

Ya gonna drag me down?
Don't ya know
It'll be me
Dragon your heart around.
My bad reputation
Can make separation.
No no no no no no no no.

Sardines

Oh
Sardines
A bottle of beer
And your tongue in my ear.


DolphinWords

Notes: hmmph...reference Stevie Nicks and Tom Petty, Keep Dragging My Heart Around...and Joan Jett, Bad Reputation...there's a word for it...'verbing'...for making nouns into verbs...my double word notion is about the interplay of noun and verb...touchtouch...dragondragon...daviddavid!...I could do a lot of sardines and beer poems...reference Omar Khayyam...

Khayyám, who stitched the tents of science,
Has fallen in grief's furnace and been suddenly burned,
The shears of Fate have cut the tent ropes of his life,
And the broker of Hope has sold him for nothing!

and, of course,

A Book of Verses underneath the Bough,
 A Jug of Wine, a Loaf of Bread—and Thou,
Beside me singing in the Wilderness,
 And oh, Wilderness is Paradise enow.

:)

DavidDavid