Monday, August 24, 2009

Saving Myself

Ghost Dansing has set this poem up precisely so I am bringing today's comment forward.

Ghost Dansing wrote

"i like when you write about your poetry because it helps me understand how wrong you are about your poetry :)"

How can I add to that?

Saving Myself

Sometimes my brain's like
a flock when the eagle shows,
and I scatter out
of formation to
save myself from being caught
in truth's twin talons.

What else can I do?

February 8, 2009 12:51 PM

The eagle is thinning the flock out pretty good :(


  1. Ah...yes Ghost Dancing....
    Hugs to you both....

  2. Love "truth's twin talons"! Ghost is a wise spirit, I think.

  3. Excellent metaphor! Perhaps you should undertake a migration to stave off eagle troubles...

  4. Survival mechanism... sometimes it's best to take cover. Even when the eagle is of your own making.

  5. At least you are still able to be in touch with your brain.

  6. TB, how do you touch a thinning flock of birds?? :)

  7. Danny says we gotta go. Gotta go to Idaho
    But we can't go surfin' 'cause it's 20 below.

    Sound check's at 5:02. Record stores and interviews.
    Oh, but I can't wait to be with you tomorrow.


    Oho-ho-ho, we got nowhere to go and it may sound
    Funny, but's true. Hangin' out in 100 B watching
    Get Smart on TV. Thinkin' about.
    You and me and you and me.

    Hangin' out in L.A. And there's nowhere to go.
    It ain't Christmas if there ain't no snow.
    Listening to Sheena on the radio.
    Oh-ho oh-ho.

    Danny Says

    sometimes when i think of your poetry of think of other things as well.... this time i was thinking of Danny Says by the Ramones....

    i'll paste a video of it someplace else....

  8. GD, I get it that you can and do think of many other things as you think of my poetry, but in all honesty, I have no clue what the connection could be this time. I'll sign this
    C at sea

  9. the connection would be loose in this particular case :)

  10. Ghost ...yest definitely a wise spirt...and a soul with a funny bone


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