https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/category-1719-week-of-nbsp-10-26-09 en 2005-2012 shakespearesmonekys@gmail.com 42.65593 -71.33391 Tue, 09 Jun 2026 09:40:17 GMT yacs http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss 70 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-12114-belief https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-12114-belief Tussock and root earth us hugging ground in undergrowth; tented by bole and bark beneath a gauze of leaf-light. A sibilant wind-hush and the river's blabber ease us into waiting for visionary tug or pull. Johnny and me supine in our snug gap of riverbank divining the unseen salmon from quivering rod-tip. I create its reality from conjecture, a pure sensing. Incredulous you all astonishment to see me strike into weight: behold the cutting line, surface boil and glinting swirl. Old friend of my lost faith, if only I could part the seas again.   u668857 The Personal Space of U668857 Sat, 31 Oct 2009 15:03:12 GMT /section-449-the-personal-space-of-u668857#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/12114 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/12114 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A12114 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-12115-tethered https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-12115-tethered Delusional time, increments agreed, Using the mind to implement need. Abusing in kind the tree and the seed, Musing to find how we can be free.   Freedom, a concept denied, Come to find it’s thwarted when tried, Free as a bird, pretty words but all lies, Me in this world chained to tears that I’ve cried.   The fears that I’ve reared, living disgrace, ... more Michael Stone The Poetry of Rygar Sat, 31 Oct 2009 14:02:00 GMT /section-787-the-poetry-of-rygar#comments 1 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/12115 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/12115 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A12115 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-12110-breaking-free https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-12110-breaking-free   Wasteland of thought thinking thoughts I should not, To face mans rot and interior plot, Ulterior motive designed to betray, Superior intuition left to die and decay.   Scarring of souls leaves reminders of guilt, Memories of rain smell of sulfur and silt, Main lining hope of absolutions respite, The time of the never seems looming in sight.   I walk this road forever alone, ... more Michael Stone The Poetry of Rygar Sat, 31 Oct 2009 03:50:08 GMT /section-787-the-poetry-of-rygar#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/12110 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/12110 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A12110 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-12112-ouroboros-broken https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-12112-ouroboros-broken Lessons learned hard, discarded are the old, Memories not marred, uncharted lands untold, The vessel that I carry, the one with my soul, To wrestle then tarry, struggle for control.   The path that I take has been taken before, With wrath the ground shakes, unwilling to explore, If I do what I’ve done and expect to ignore, The consequence of one more time through that door.   ... more Michael Stone The Poetry of Rygar Sat, 31 Oct 2009 03:49:39 GMT /section-787-the-poetry-of-rygar#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/12112 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/12112 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A12112 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-12108-howling https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-12108-howling He prowls within the longest night Before the winter shows her white, Amongst dark woods, deep out of sight As black as skies devoid of light. And on this night the wind tells tales Luring back all inner veils, Guiding up where spirits sail To shine on heights mere-mortals pale. Upon the cliff and under moon Beams wrapping round like a cocoon, He hears the flighted midnight loon Sensing his time nears ever-soon. Awaits until the moon hangs high then howls his presence far and wide. sinnaminsun 2005 sinnaminsun Sinnaminsun: 2005 Poems Fri, 30 Oct 2009 23:26:48 GMT /section-774-sinnaminsun-2005-poems#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/12108 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/12108 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A12108 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-12111-office-drama https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-12111-office-drama For Merlene Mercieca, Andrew MosquitoBytes Volume 13: Silenti etc Amor Verus 2009-2010 Fri, 30 Oct 2009 12:01:33 GMT /section-745-mosquitobytes-volume-13-silenti-etc-amor-verus-2009-2010#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/12111 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/12111 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A12111 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-12109-man-down https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-12109-man-down Argyle street curving downhill- one long bend of red-bricked terrace from top-end pub, past Bernie's shop, down to Sissy's house. I'm off the afternoon bus, in step with my youth and sunlight  when I see a man down- grey raincoat mid-road set down in some dead-zone demanding to be noticed.   The empty street averts its frontage, dogs refuse to sniff, no coal-lorry comes to wake the houses. "Man Down!" the body shouts unmoving as I side-step away from him. "Here I am - Man Down. Notice how I fall from grace." But the street is knowing, will not pander to weakness shutting doors with a bible's thump. And I skirt around denial, a no-good Samaritan side-stepping the issue. "Man Down" your silence shouts over-turning my deaf ears all these years later. How we demonized your profligacy. Invented wild threats of breaking and entering. Sissy demonstrated the heavy bolts behind the outer door that night, promised no admittance from the street, no allowance for prodigal sons. But when I woke next morning, there you were again - man down, somehow asleep beside me and all the clocks ticking soundly.   ... more u668857 The Personal Space of U668857 Fri, 30 Oct 2009 00:20:57 GMT /section-449-the-personal-space-of-u668857#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/12109 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/12109 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A12109 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-12107-poetic-reference https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-12107-poetic-reference I need no raven flying through my door I know enough to know never more But worse it was never known I understand to yearn to ache to want  To have an idyll placed before all else To never attain pining and lost I need not hear the center cannot hold I know already things fall apart But worse was never to have been Tormented by should have could have would have To see perfection every day and not measure up To think of the wonders and always be out of synch I need to know that I have miles to go That there are things undone that must be Reassure me that there will always be tomorrow That all is not lost wasted and futile To see the imperfection and mundane glorified To every day attempt the climb to that lofty place ... more Winter Frost Questions Thu, 29 Oct 2009 03:32:32 GMT /section-365-questions#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/12107 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/12107 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A12107 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-12100-shan-s-lame-limerick https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-12100-shan-s-lame-limerick   There once was a lady from Surrey Who was always in a big hurry She wished she could just sit And inscribe with her wit But settled instead to just worry Shannon McEwen Introspection and belly button lint Wed, 28 Oct 2009 19:35:09 GMT /section-655-introspection-and-belly-button-lint#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/12100 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/12100 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A12100 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-12099-journey-of-friends-a-pantoum https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-12099-journey-of-friends-a-pantoum   It all began with a little smile You to me, then me to you Sealing the gap mile by mile Kindred hearts remain true   You to me, then me to you As youth bends to the years Kindred hearts remain true Soaking up so many tears   As youth bends to the years Sealing the gap mile by mile Soaking up so many tears It all began with a little smile ... more Shannon McEwen Love and cheese Wed, 28 Oct 2009 19:24:09 GMT /section-653-love-and-cheese#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/12099 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/12099 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A12099 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-12098-mirrored-expressions-of-you-a-palindrome https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-12098-mirrored-expressions-of-you-a-palindrome   Life is love From you to me Skin to skin Shadows in disappearing Echoes within time Darkness knee-deep Exposed by harsh sunlight Burning and bleeding   Bleeding and burning Sunlight harsh by exposed Knee-deep darkness Time Within echoes Disappearing in shadows Skin to skin Me to you from Love Is life Shannon McEwen Love and cheese Wed, 28 Oct 2009 18:14:01 GMT /section-653-love-and-cheese#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/12098 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/12098 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A12098