When Water Turns To Ice

When water turns to ice,

It has its charms--

Especially embodied in

White skates,

A red scarf,

And a pair of outstretched arms.

Still,

I prefer water--

Because of the way it approaches, then retreats,

Unable to help itself;

I love the thing that can kill and possess, all in the same motion--

Not static

Not frozen

As when water turns to ice,

A memory of white skates

A red scarf

And the glittering winter in your eyes.

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Fire Blossom's Day Off :-)

Fireblossom doesn't have anything poetic to say today. I'm waiting for inspiration to strike! :-)

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Catfish

There is a certain beauty in a woman

That only another woman sees;

And when I see it, it is like

Falling

And it is like

The sound stemware makes when a toast is made

And it is like

Nothing else I know of.

She is perfectly flawed.

She makes me want to throw open a window and lean out, gathering my wits.

She makes me want to close that window and turn around.

She has no idea...

People will say, well, you had your day--

But I didn't.

I was buried underground

Like one of those catfish

All summer long.

There is a certain beauty in a woman

That only another woman sees;

And when I see it, it is like

Falling

And it is like

A shift in my heart

And it is like

Nothing else I know of,

Except perhaps rain

When the season has been long, and dry, and the summer is long since gone.

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Killing The Darlings

Everything simplifies--

Even the hardest truths...

Given time.

Do I have to kill

The darlings of my heart?

I don't want to.

That's why I have caressed the closing door

Long and lingeringly...

Wishing for a single moment more.

In August of 1814,

At three-thirty in the afternoon,

High winds were followed by a rain of frogs;

And so even the most unlikely events

Can occur at intervals.

I don't believe in these things--

Mermaids,

True love,

Future happiness...

But I admit that I have seen,

On wet afternoons,

How two drops close together on the pane, tend to run

Together and become

One.

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Pitch

My Darling,

I love you 33% more than the ordinary brand.

You are artificially sweet

To protect against tooth decay.

When your love spills my way,

I am more absorbent than competing towels, and am available in these designer rolls that you'll feel proud to display in your kitchen and bathroom.

When you are near me, I report increased satisfaction, as compared with the control group.

If you tire of me, I fold up for easy storage!

Take me out again when company arrives, one recipe serves twelve.

Our love is not available in stores.

Listen to this former NASA astronaut tell you why you are out of this world!

Try my devotion in original or delicious instant.

When you kiss me, my symptoms may include, but are not limited to,

Vertigo, excitability, difficulty falling asleep, altered affect and muscle weakness.

Our love is not for everyone. Ask your doctor if it is right for you.

Try my undying affection.

If not completely delighted, simply return unused portion of product in original packaging, with bar codes, for a full and cheerful refund.

Some conditions may apply.

Keep out of the reach of children and pets.

Void after 90 days.

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The Magpie In Winter

It was the afternoon when snowflakes made a nest in your hair--

I slipped in;

I thought, I will be just another magpie!

Then,

You took out your compact and I recognized my reflection, as magpies will--

I was hiding in your hair,

My wings half fluffed;

And oh,

How warm and happy I was!

You pretended not to notice me there--

So kind...

How I loved you!

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Jello Man!

Jello Man takes on the Forces of Evil

And gets fucking creamed.

A committee is formed to analyze what went wrong and to develop possible solutions.

This committee meets bi-monthly for an hour via teleconference; it is strictly bring-your-own-donuts.

The committee issues a five hundred page report of its findings, which becomes available some three years later, but no one cares or reads it.

Promotions are given out across the board.

Disillusioned, Jello Man gives himself over to alcohol and sex.

"Jello shots!" scream the girls.

Ruined and in pieces, Jello Man crawls into the desert to meditate.

Unfortunately, in the heat, he melts altogether.

"He had no backbone!" snipes his ex-wife in her horrid smoker's voice.

"I thought he was sweet," offers one of the party girls.

"I could have protected him," insists the kindly jello mold.

Meanwhile, the Forces of Evil run amok.

Enter: Macaroni Man!

Emerging dramatically from a steaming colander, and draping himself in delicious melted cheddar,

Macaroni Man fears no one!

"Look at his elbows. He's not straight!" sniffs the preacher.

"Eww. Cheesy," says the fashion maven.

"Hoorayyyy!" shout children everywhere.

Macaroni Man, Hope of the Universe, takes on the Forces of Evil!

They have him for lunch.

Damn.

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