The Sign Off
There's a story running rampant through my brain
and I'd hate to tell it
once again
to fly off to the never
never land
where never stories lurk
because once it's lost -
so it always will remain.
Yup - I'm taking a break - you can partly blame this little guy - Ike.
He's been a rather distracting little Imp - always wanting to know what's happening around Wellington and wanting to be aired out!
Not only that but he's taken residence up at http://wizardsguide.wordpress.com
But mostly there's a story I've been meaning to write and I'm hoping to force it into the world care of NaNoWri Mo (National Novel writing Month)
Ugly yes - but aren't all newborns - except our own?
So thanks everybody for reading and I'll be back properly 1st of Jan - but might pop back and forth a little for the sheer heck of it, "on the spot" poems like this one and other important updates :)
cheers,
A.J. Ponder
A.J.
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Showing posts with label story. Show all posts
Showing posts with label story. Show all posts
Tuesday, October 30, 2012
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Under the Surface
Deep,
deep
in the ocean
in the ocean
a story squirmed on a hook.
I tried to reel it in
struggling to the surface,
but my calamari twisted
just out of reach -
not yet ready to loosen its hold to life.
I wanted to taste the sea,
smell the sweetness
of lemons on fried fish,
I wanted most things
a writer wants
when an idea plays with them,
dangling wantonly,
before diving into the depths of the ocean.
In aggravation
I tried to pin it down with words
and pull it in,
my monster.
Its slippery skin
refused the invitation,
wriggling in meters,
drumming its eight legs to the beat of the ocean.
Squid, octopus, monster of the deep
opened an enormous maw
and sucked me in
until there was nothing left
but
teeth
inky paper
and stories
lurking
deep
deep in the ocean.
A.J. Ponder
A.J. Ponder
It seems Lorraine is right - I often cannot seem to help but want my poems to tell a story. And the sea is definitely a recurring theme. Maybe it's because it's so close, breathing in and out like an old friend, but more likely it is the fear - the "Here be Dragons" marked on the borders of maps; the giant squid, the octopus my father caught that tugged him around several bays in the sounds; the sharks; the stingrays, so silent and dark, like barbed shadows in the water... or maybe it is simply an inability to see clearly through to the sands and stones below. I'm leery of the "big-bath", have been since I was old enough to speak. Now don't get me wrong, I do sometimes go swimming, rational fears and irrational fears not being the same thing. But there is something enticing and frightening about the ocean, something almost alive, so that even if only the friendliest minnows lived inside, I think there would be the fear of not coming back. And still the catch fascinates us, we are happy to sit in boats all day with a line over the side, trying to catch the big one, the one that got away. For writers it is much the same, the patience, the work, the hope, the one that got away, and the deep dark fears that we tease out from as deep a water as we can find.
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