https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/user-42-catherine-cat I'm just a critter with a lotta paper at the bottom of my cage. en 2005-2012 shakespearesmonekys@gmail.com 42.65593 -71.33391 Wed, 10 Jun 2026 00:58:14 GMT yacs http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss 70 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8486-blood-in-the-water https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8486-blood-in-the-water   Beneath time's blue umbrella, we sit spinning repeating history, her breath held nearly half a century exhales along with mine; shared smoke surrounds our mouths' found intimacy- lit long ago between sisters of chance. Two flames burning the decaying hope of daughters.   There's blood in the water, she said.   For years, each failing face kept fists hidden beneath skin, knuckles still struck secret worlds of bruised distortion, yet each public eye turned dry for fear of shame. we grew up smiling at our pain, But night grew women ... more Celticlion Loom Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT /section-579-loom#comments 2 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8486 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8486 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8486 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8155-i-m-having-trouble-responding-to-comments-left-on-my-poetry https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8155-i-m-having-trouble-responding-to-comments-left-on-my-poetry Help! I need technical assistance in responding to comments on my poetry Celticlion Site Issues & Questions Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT /section-368-site-issues-questions#comments 2 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8155 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8155 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8155 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8014-making-a-mystery-of-pollution https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8014-making-a-mystery-of-pollution Smudge of fire, cold clouds of dawn devour your flaming face; you look like Mars in red defeat- a woman whose last beams of scorn shot down but never reached their mark.   No gazing lovers' eyes were burned last night, your web of stars' slight tremble when I caught you; full and white spying all who would admire the beauty of your March's light, disguised by darkness- when some unknown hour revealed pure anger in your heart.   You tore tides wild, enraged, your violence in unwary seas' blue veins, yet now, I watch the mystery of your bloody face ... more Celticlion Poetry Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT /section-566-poetry#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8014 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8014 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8014 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8681-the-marvelous-betty-boop https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8681-the-marvelous-betty-boop The first cartoon pin-up...Boop-Poo-Pidoo-poo! Celticlion The Early Days- The infancy of pin-ups Wed, 28 May 2008 00:27:01 GMT /section-591-the-early-days-the-infancy-of-pin-ups#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8681 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8681 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8681 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8682-the-gibson-girl https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8682-the-gibson-girl An early icon in popular culture Celticlion The Early Days- The infancy of pin-ups Wed, 28 May 2008 00:13:11 GMT /section-591-the-early-days-the-infancy-of-pin-ups#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8682 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8682 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8682 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8680-art-nouveau-s-most-famous-artist https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8680-art-nouveau-s-most-famous-artist The Can-Can and The Cave Man Celticlion The Early Days- The infancy of pin-ups Mon, 26 May 2008 22:48:36 GMT /section-591-the-early-days-the-infancy-of-pin-ups#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8680 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8680 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8680 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8678-alfons-mucha-and-gustav-klimt https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8678-alfons-mucha-and-gustav-klimt Posters and Masterpieces; eroticism finally escapes to the surface of the cultural consciousness again, in some form Celticlion The Early Days- The infancy of pin-ups Wed, 28 May 2008 17:34:03 GMT /section-591-the-early-days-the-infancy-of-pin-ups#comments 4 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8678 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8678 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8678 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8726-the-redhead https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8726-the-redhead Red-haired pin-ups were extremely popular Celticlion A Plethora of Pin-ups from the 1930's-1950's Mon, 26 May 2008 22:02:46 GMT /section-594-a-plethora-of-pin-ups-from-the-1930-s-1950-s#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8726 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8726 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8726 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8696-hollywood-s-first-it-girl-clara-bow https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8696-hollywood-s-first-it-girl-clara-bow After winning a beauty contest in the 1920's, this native New Yorker from an abusive home, rose to fame in silent pictures for her sassy, free-spirited sexuality- she always got her man, on and off screen. She embodied the essence of all a flapper should be: daringly independent, sensual and fun loving. Her first film, "It", dubbed her the very first "It" girl in pop culture history.    Celticlion The Actors and Actresses Who Made Us Swoon Mon, 26 May 2008 21:49:16 GMT /section-593-the-actors-and-actresses-who-made-us-swoon#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8696 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8696 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8696 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8725-outside-the-walls https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8725-outside-the-walls How he had betrayed us, holding the brutal weapon of love against our throats- pale edge of a sacred leaf's promise, daring us taste the woods beyond where fragrant roots expanded through dark musky earth, damp scent breathing from mosses, brown mushrooms and naked skin.   If we must hide from him- his garden where we first woke, now forbidden; then weep all his sons, for sorrow's his true name. Celticlion Loom Mon, 26 May 2008 18:50:27 GMT /section-579-loom#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8725 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8725 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8725 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8723-time-s-peddlar https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8723-time-s-peddlar Some days seem old when they begin, the sense, that somehow they've been lived- as if past's vagabond had bundled time and wandered to my when.   On my doorstep, In cold blue mist, a peddlar with his pack of sorrows pawned, every trade made for tomorrow, all tomorrows sold and gone, he's worn and weary, so, I make a pot of tea, he smiles lopsided eyes and shares a cup with me, his pack of secret things clangs softly on the ground.   In burlap rustling round, ... more Celticlion Loom Mon, 26 May 2008 22:08:57 GMT /section-579-loom#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8723 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8723 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8723 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8718-so-we-baked-satan-a-pie https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8718-so-we-baked-satan-a-pie The occasional singe suffered from sparks that flew from her, seemed the potential hazard of a dullard's misstep. Her purple laughter punctured all lavender pretense.   Together we thumbed our toes at convention; hitchhiking on a blown-up dandelion puff's white eyelashes, floating ahead of our colour coordinated delusions, spontaneously appearing to dangle like intrigue from fate's most forbidden finger, as if we were both a strange coincidence familiar to each other- a passion shared for grand illusion, talent wasted daily by the sparse requirements of mere existance.    We indulged ourselves, ... more Celticlion Loom Mon, 26 May 2008 15:26:23 GMT /section-579-loom#comments 2 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8718 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8718 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8718 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8713-losing-the-new-hole-in-his-chest https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8713-losing-the-new-hole-in-his-chest Then he was gone and death began, for the very first time. As if some unseen hand forced loss into the young boy's world, into the new hole in his chest. He'd loved, not knowing life grows cold, it made his eyes flood, clutching air, his breathing stopped. The doctor's final white words stood, his father paid the sleeping bill. He felt how living without joy's companion, left pain's constant cry, the drive home quiet, resolute, until he saw his mother's face and sobbed. ... more Celticlion Loom Sat, 24 May 2008 15:02:00 GMT /section-579-loom#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8713 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8713 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8713 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8708-tunneling-above-the-pulse-of-vision-revised https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8708-tunneling-above-the-pulse-of-vision-revised Not sure if poem is cohesive Celticlion Loom Sat, 24 May 2008 14:57:54 GMT /section-579-loom#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8708 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8708 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8708 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8667-the-treachery-of-jack-grey https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8667-the-treachery-of-jack-grey   Sleek, grey Jack; two lifetimes away from reigning supreme- a weaseling dream, lathered between the preening licks of a posing sphinx, who thinks Old King Cat's time is up.   He slithers, Cocky as a pup When the King seems absent to twirl his monkey tail around my lazy legs, always asking, "Am I not the finest you Have ever seen?"   Shadowing the lion every day,  peacocked paws past his nose, as if to say, I wasn't, you were in MY way, creeping from under ... more Celticlion Poetry Wed, 21 May 2008 18:11:10 GMT /section-566-poetry#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8667 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8667 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8667 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8655-dying-between-time-s-walls https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8655-dying-between-time-s-walls         There stillness spread infinity, A quiet bed's eternal peace, a weightless blue expanse, his head stretched silent universe and wrapped within its black embrace.   He felt the white skin of his face, become a map of spheres and stars, those worlds surrounding his might reach, he woke and stared through metal bars.   He drew the symbols on his face, midnight's forehead above clouds that ticked in sleepless progress toward his ear near cheek, on left's third hour.   He killed time slowly in his head, ... more Celticlion Poetry Tue, 20 May 2008 09:59:29 GMT /section-566-poetry#comments 3 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8655 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8655 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8655 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8652-girl-in-the-garden-poem-goes-wth-painting-by-same-name https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8652-girl-in-the-garden-poem-goes-wth-painting-by-same-name Please do visit Maggie Huscroft's site to see her beautiful paintings. She's a marvelous poet and her work is very inspiring...C Celticlion Loom Mon, 19 May 2008 11:32:53 GMT /section-579-loom#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8652 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8652 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8652 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8648-rapunzel-s-tower-takes-off https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8648-rapunzel-s-tower-takes-off A play on the fairy tale with two endings Celticlion Loom Sun, 18 May 2008 22:07:25 GMT /section-579-loom#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8648 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8648 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8648 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8647-the-lost-ones https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8647-the-lost-ones   Who are these that never find their way; a woman wanders fear-filled hills, her teardrops bruise the beaten path, wind's skirt of blue, blows fate's fist past. Who are these lonely, quiet souls?   Who are these scared and lonely souls? They touch each path but, always wait, for hesitation knows though still, all things might shift their shape at will. Night's hallways walk Hell's memories past, a sleepless girl-- her eyes on lock, to stare beyond what she can't stop. Who are the ones now suffering ... more Celticlion Loom Sun, 18 May 2008 18:51:29 GMT /section-579-loom#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8647 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8647 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8647 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8632-i-knew-her-long-enough-to-know https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8632-i-knew-her-long-enough-to-know A poem that will probably make her sick Celticlion Poetry Sun, 18 May 2008 00:59:33 GMT /section-566-poetry#comments 3 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8632 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8632 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8632 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8623-three-triolets-in-purple https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8623-three-triolets-in-purple I'm trying a new form Celticlion Loom Sat, 17 May 2008 17:26:29 GMT /section-579-loom#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8623 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8623 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8623 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8612-veil-of-wind-and-other-garments https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8612-veil-of-wind-and-other-garments   It was too late for sleeping~ the night dressed in cold leaves shook loose the reins of wind from my hand, we flew green shadows through a loom of trees, the moon, a stalk of silver wove white hooves, in fields of stars collapsing in dawn's arms, But we, beyond the branches of all reckless heaven's reach, fed our wingless hearts to echoes of vast beauty's endless doom.   Celticlion Loom Thu, 15 May 2008 11:04:36 GMT /section-579-loom#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8612 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8612 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8612 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8611-swimming-to-shore-by-ear https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8611-swimming-to-shore-by-ear I just revised this so if anyone would read it and give feedback, I'd muchly appreciate it...C Celticlion Poetry Fri, 16 May 2008 13:32:58 GMT /section-566-poetry#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8611 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8611 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8611 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8610-the-wonderfully-dysfunctional-death-of-psychoanalysis https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8610-the-wonderfully-dysfunctional-death-of-psychoanalysis ...a goofy poem Celticlion Loom Fri, 16 May 2008 20:20:54 GMT /section-579-loom#comments 3 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8610 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8610 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8610 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8605-kitsch-smut-and-silly-puffs-the-beauties https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8605-kitsch-smut-and-silly-puffs-the-beauties George Petty, an artist who rose to fame for his depiction of the female form in magazines, like Esquire, was later replaced by The legendary work of distinctive Vargas. Petty women have a physical demeanor of athletic strength and prowess, drawn with a realism that made his reader's feel they could reach out and feel a pulse beating within each Petty girl created. I am taken in by Petty's style because of the full, shapely legs his drawings presented (rather than willowly sticks) and the look of strength and vigor in each model's pose. Of all the artists known for creating beautiful pin-ups, George Petty would top my list. ... more Celticlion Kitsch, Smut and Silly Puffs Thu, 15 May 2008 03:12:37 GMT /section-588-kitsch-smut-and-silly-puffs#comments 8 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8605 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8605 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8605 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8596-kitsch-smut-and-silly-puffs https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8596-kitsch-smut-and-silly-puffs So, as I was saying, these fast looking gals, pass poor, penniless Susan and one of them goes back to ask her why she's crying. Susan's terribly embarrassed but she eventually admits she's new in town, has no place to stay and not a dime to her name. "Well, you do now", says the friendly girl. "My name's, Trixie, and when I came to Topeka, I was just like you, kid." "Gee, really?" Susan feels so grateful, she stands, grabs her pink suitcase and joins Trixie and her friends. It turns out they're all models. Trixie winks when she says that, which makes Susan wonder just what she means. Trixie shares a nice house with two other girls, Brenda and Twinkles. It's a swell arrangement since they all work for the same photographers and have the same schedules. "Wait til Max gets a load of you" Trixie whistles and the other girls giggle in agreement. "Oh, but I'm not a model." "Don't worry, kid. You'll be just great and the money's peachy." Meowing at the door, a little cat scratched. "Put pussy out, would you?" Trixie asked Twinkles. "Why do I always have to do it?" "Just do it and clam up, we've got a make over to do on Susan before Max gets an eyeful." ... more Celticlion Kitsch, Smut and Silly Puffs Wed, 14 May 2008 01:26:28 GMT /section-588-kitsch-smut-and-silly-puffs#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8596 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8596 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8596 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8585-kitsch-smut-and-silly-puffs https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8585-kitsch-smut-and-silly-puffs I can't believe I almost forgot about poor Susan during my bestial smut parade. Gosh, what's wrong with me? She was young, scared and stacked like 5 bales of fresh hay. A country girl, she had no idea what lascivious hungers waited to taste her farm raised flesh. Despite the unwanted gropings of Uncle Tom, Susan was naive and without guile. She loved teddy bears and banana splits and square dancing. The very thought of the big city made her tummy flip flop. She was frightened but excited, too. Topeka. She'd heard so many things. She wondered just how she'd get along. A single girl, with no skills and an eager willingness to please. Sitting on a bench with her pink suitcase, she started to cry. What am I going to do, she thought? Just then a couple fast looking girls walked by. Susan couldn't help noticing how tight their skirts were, how tall their stiletto heels made them appear as they passed, hips swaying. But before they disappeared, one of them turned and came back to Susan. She was embarrassed and dried her eyes hastily, wondering what the girl could possibly want. ... more Celticlion Kitsch, Smut and Silly Puffs Wed, 14 May 2008 01:20:35 GMT /section-588-kitsch-smut-and-silly-puffs#comments 1 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8585 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8585 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8585 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8584-kitsch-smut-and-silly-puffs https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8584-kitsch-smut-and-silly-puffs This is clearly a sixties pin-up- note the contemporary style of artistic technique; there's more realism and the model is blatantly topless. Frankly, I think the lingerie clad or revealingly clothed pin-ups are a lot sexier. This made my collection because of the seals. What, in the name of God, are seals doing in a nudie shot? Since when did aquatic marine life become an acoutrement to the sex kitten? Give me garters and a princess phone any day. I really want to find one where the pin-up IS lying on the shoreline LIKE a seal and a Killer Whale slides out of the foam and devours her. Now that would be cool. Or the PETA people could use pin-ups in their myriad campaigns to stop this and that- like, having a model pose as a baby seal pup who recoils in horror as the bludgeoning huntsman appears. Then with a twinkle in her eye, she woos him into love, not murder.The only time pin-ups have really been "put to work", so to speak, was during war time, to boost morale. In fact, that's where the term, "bombshell" comes from. Sexy babes painted on the noses of World War II planes. Let me see if I have any more critters for ya. ... more Celticlion Kitsch, Smut and Silly Puffs Wed, 14 May 2008 10:42:07 GMT /section-588-kitsch-smut-and-silly-puffs#comments 5 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8584 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8584 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8584 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8581-chanteuse https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8581-chanteuse Last night I sang for them my songs.   In yellow light, I inhaled the silence of their eyes; the soft glint of their longing, deep within my belly.   With my first breath, I tore a tender hole. Dark, I let them fall. How their souls filled my throat! My tremble was a hunger.   Milk streamed on air, blood's ivory sculpted by my tongue, within the shivering marrow   of sleeping ears,   skulls hidden,  haunting kindling's chords;     I burned my naked voice- ... more Celticlion Poetry Mon, 12 May 2008 14:13:26 GMT /section-566-poetry#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8581 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8581 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8581 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8577-not-mine https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8577-not-mine It hurts to touch; hands reaching, leaving safety of the body, knot's centre exposed.   Longing's stone, thrown sinking, dark water's silent surface, a mouth opening, hope breathing in concentric rings, awaiting word.   But deep, heart's threads hang frayed, hands cut away what can't be seen, hidden, alone.   Fragile fingers never speak, touching only knotted stone. Lost pain falls through each  pocket's hole,     Not mine,   she says and runs away. ... more Celticlion Poetry Mon, 12 May 2008 13:12:33 GMT /section-566-poetry#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8577 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8577 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8577 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8570-more-kitsch-smut-and-silly-puffs https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8570-more-kitsch-smut-and-silly-puffs Now, here is "the farmer's daughter" and she looks pretty danged wholesome if you ask me. I don't see her bending over to *wink* milk the cows, or scatter grain in garter belt and stilettoes, as pin-ups usually do. So, she's a good place to start. She's straight out of Kansas and tonight, she's going to have meatloaf, mashed potatos and corn on the cob. No doubt she lives with Aunt June and Uncle Tom because her mother died in childbirth (she's an only child) and her father was killed in a horrible tractor accident. Unfortunately, Uncle Tom just can't give up those goodnight snuggles. Poor Susan tries to tell Aunt June but is run from the house in shame. Without a penny, she hitches to the big city- Topeka and falls into a life of sin. More pics coming up. See if you canguess which ones are her. ... more Celticlion Kitsch, Smut and Silly Puffs Tue, 13 May 2008 19:03:43 GMT /section-588-kitsch-smut-and-silly-puffs#comments 1 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8570 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8570 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8570 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8571-s-more-kitsch-smut-and-silly-puffs https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8571-s-more-kitsch-smut-and-silly-puffs Here's a really strange pin-up involving a zoo scene. I've never seen an ostrich in a pin-up and had to bring this visual oddity to the monkeys. I challenge anyone to write a poem or story about this image. I have always found the ostrich to be a stand-offish animal. Warnings about its aggressive tendencies are usually included along with information about its diet, reproductive cycle and habitat. If I were at the zoo and an ostrich used its beak to get hold of something near my nether region, I would run like hell, not lift my eyebrows and ... more Celticlion Kitsch, Smut and Silly Puffs Tue, 13 May 2008 18:57:54 GMT /section-588-kitsch-smut-and-silly-puffs#comments 1 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8571 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8571 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8571 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8573-s-much-more-kitsch-smut-and-silly-puffs https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8573-s-much-more-kitsch-smut-and-silly-puffs As a native Marylander, this little picture concerns me. I personally know the speedy and vicious nature of the crab. The fact that she's smiling AND looking away from that clawed varmint, tell me she has no idea what its capabilities are. The artist that drew this was either a latent sadist or he had a perverted sense of humour. Either way, I wish I'd known him. He seems like a fun guy. I began my love of the pin-up with the elegantly sensual work of Vargas- but the further I dug, and I'm a digger, the stranger things have become. That's the way things usually go. If you're a compulsive freak, like me. I become interested in something and begin to investigate. Whatever it appeared to be on the surface, is never what it is once you tear its mask off. I kind of like that about life. It keeps things interesting. First and last crab pin-up I have ever seen. ... more Celticlion Kitsch, Smut and Silly Puffs Tue, 13 May 2008 19:00:29 GMT /section-588-kitsch-smut-and-silly-puffs#comments 1 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8573 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8573 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8573 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8574-silly-smut-and-kitschy-puffs https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8574-silly-smut-and-kitschy-puffs I kid you not, a polar bear pin-up. Judging by the styling of the girl's hair and make-up, this is a circa 1930's pin-up. The composition of it is so strange, in my opinion. There's something really freakish about using a polar bear at all but then to put him on his hind legs with the girl on his shoulders, with bridle, et al, just sticks in my craw. The only logical explanation for this is that the artist was wasted out of his mind and he was sitting around laughing his ass off with some musician friends and they said, "Man, draw a chick up on a polar bear." So, he did. I mean, it would be sexier for her to walk wolves on leashes with little igloos in the distance or for her to be in a skimpy little fur lined bikini with mukluks. I can't help but imagine she's mauled and killed after the photo shoot (if she were real) and then the photographer's head is ripped off by the bear and eaten. Pass that joint, would ya? ... more Celticlion Kitsch, Smut and Silly Puffs Tue, 13 May 2008 19:21:27 GMT /section-588-kitsch-smut-and-silly-puffs#comments 2 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8574 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8574 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8574 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8569-ten-torch-songs-to-the-city https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8569-ten-torch-songs-to-the-city   The drive down to the city is ten torch songs long, sitting shotgun singing baby sister's backseat blues.   Mother's bare skin; she's trouble steering toward her connection, hoping for a discount; in a tube top, red satin hot pants, pumping pedals in 5 inch platform heels.   Windows rolled down catching the last of asphalt's noon-trapped heat, evening smothered sticky black, my filthy bare feet hanging out to feel smog blowing twilight's breeze.   Left turn, The Cellar Door's parking lot, where mother disappears down stairs, ... more Celticlion Loom Mon, 12 May 2008 12:03:42 GMT /section-579-loom#comments 2 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8569 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8569 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8569 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8564-how-to-become-less-popular-or-quick-tips-for-making-yourself-despicable https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8564-how-to-become-less-popular-or-quick-tips-for-making-yourself-despicable Sometimes life is too easy and you find you have too many friends, too many opportunities, too much money and you can't gain weight no matter what you eat. You are already well on your way to be disliked, even by those who say they like you, so celebrate! But what if it's just not enough? You crave more. Not outright hatred- no, that would simply require the murder of a puppy or something equally simple and pathetic. Besides, I like puppies. What the aim must be is a subtle undertone of intense dislike, verging on utter disdain and complete repulsion. Silky and light as a shadow. Now, here are the basics. There are so easy a child could master them. How have I come to know of these methods, you aren't asking me? I'll tell you, anyways, (see, isn't that annoying?)...I was born with these talents. As I grew up, I noticed I didn't have very many friends. I tried to tell myself it was because I didn't like very many people, but the truth was, folks generally didn't like me. Now at first I cried a lot. And then I tried really hard to make people like me. I did everything imaginable to be a likeable person. ... more Celticlion Unbelievably Interesting Crap About Me Tue, 24 Mar 2009 18:57:21 GMT /section-581-unbelievably-interesting-crap-about-me#comments 3 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8564 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8564 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8564 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8561-blue-woods-for-an-old-man https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8561-blue-woods-for-an-old-man       Blue Woods for an Old Man   An old man wanders woods in rain, morning's blue drizzle dripping through an hourglass of leaves.   Time stays behind his aimless path, eyes failing, stones in silence pass, grey steps bathed green, ears deaf still hear life's endless thirst born within each seed.   Brown eyes, blurry puddles blind, look up feeling infinite sky- clouds drifting down to graze the gravied treetops- every white bite's clatter of crumbs, between enormous roots, their plunging tongues in black soil, ... more Celticlion Loom Sat, 10 May 2008 13:32:25 GMT /section-579-loom#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8561 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8561 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8561 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8557-conversation-with-myself https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8557-conversation-with-myself I ruthlessly exploit my own mind for poetry Celticlion Unbelievably Interesting Crap About Me Fri, 16 May 2008 13:49:14 GMT /section-581-unbelievably-interesting-crap-about-me#comments 3 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8557 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8557 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8557 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8554-path-of-ashes https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8554-path-of-ashes Be quick to love this flameand taste its blue skinbut a night,where cruel the burningmeets the flesh,no cupping wind will keep that light. A preying breathmay steal the shamethat binds the firewhere it burns,then comes the dark upon strange wind,and feeds the red flame as it turns. A path of ash lies on the tongue,and soot drags wetalong the thigh~yet dawn cools pale the waxing night,as black eyes watch the fire die Celticlion Poetry Fri, 09 May 2008 14:09:34 GMT /section-566-poetry#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8554 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8554 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8554 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8553-zombie-housewife https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8553-zombie-housewife Conjuring in your kitchen death simmers on your wrists.Hysteric eyes singethe fragrant limb laidraw to drain,sparking your frozen tipsalong its naked skin. (you are a witch,rising at dawn dreamless.) Clawing corners up the sterile thread spun white where night's invasive web is eaten-mouth sucking scent from walls. (imposter) I hunt her down,luring her with new rituals for self-annihilation. Little bitch,you must dieto live. I cut off her head,dressing her bodyin olive oil and herbs.Lovingly,I lay her in the furyof the oven Celticlion Loom Sat, 10 May 2008 17:11:10 GMT /section-579-loom#comments 2 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8553 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8553 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8553 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8552-messenger https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8552-messenger I save you for my last, my love, as kisses cut the lip-slit moan into the smallest pieces. Adoring every edge I tear- your neck's white throbbing bare beneath deep silver's cold caress.   Your blue-eyed stare  bleeds out the hours assembled where my hidden eyes devise the language of your limbs So, they will speak a terror. Celticlion Poetry Fri, 09 May 2008 13:42:59 GMT /section-566-poetry#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8552 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8552 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8552 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8550-rewarding-the-artist-or-an-artist-s-reward https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8550-rewarding-the-artist-or-an-artist-s-reward moooooo Celticlion Loom Fri, 09 May 2008 15:48:17 GMT /section-579-loom#comments 3 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8550 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8550 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8550 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8547-the-beaver-of-mankind https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8547-the-beaver-of-mankind In the end, he still needed his cell phone Celticlion Loom Sat, 10 May 2008 17:04:29 GMT /section-579-loom#comments 2 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8547 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8547 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8547 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8539-devil-island https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8539-devil-island I wish I could pray in the winter but God is vacationing Celticlion Loom Tue, 13 May 2008 18:54:53 GMT /section-579-loom#comments 8 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8539 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8539 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8539 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8473-originality-does-it-exist https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8473-originality-does-it-exist If it's all been said and done before, than what are any of us doing Celticlion A Bunch of Monkeys Sat, 11 Jul 2009 04:42:28 GMT /section-587-a-bunch-of-monkeys#comments 13 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8473 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8473 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8473 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8471-the-king-kong-of-imagination https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8471-the-king-kong-of-imagination He's wildly primal and as big as a building. Maybe he lives in your head. I know he lives in mine Celticlion A Bunch of Monkeys Sun, 04 May 2008 16:24:38 GMT /section-587-a-bunch-of-monkeys#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8471 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8471 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8471 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8470-baby-monkeys https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8470-baby-monkeys I really want to hold one of these until it's time to change the monkey diaper. I don't even want to know Celticlion A Bunch of Monkeys Sun, 04 May 2008 15:28:38 GMT /section-587-a-bunch-of-monkeys#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8470 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8470 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8470 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8469-the-sensational-mr.-fritters https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8469-the-sensational-mr.-fritters Outrage over that woman's behaviour made him stop, with hands on hips and stare in utter disgust Celticlion Stories for those short on time, attention or interest... Sun, 04 May 2008 14:19:17 GMT /section-586-stories-for-those-short-on-time-attention-or-interest-.#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8469 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8469 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8469 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8460-crisis-among-the-corncobs https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8460-crisis-among-the-corncobs Angry Genius Junkie Boy runs away and Devil woman scares the hell outta me Celticlion Crisis Among the Corncobs- Installment #One Sun, 04 May 2008 16:29:33 GMT /section-584-crisis-among-the-corncobs-installment-one#comments 0 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8460 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8460 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8460 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8458-please-no-dead-faeries https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-8458-please-no-dead-faeries Somewhere between a painkiller and soda pop, I manage to wedge a weird prayer Celticlion Unbelievably Interesting Crap About Me Sun, 11 May 2008 11:44:55 GMT /section-581-unbelievably-interesting-crap-about-me#comments 12 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/post.php/article/8458 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/comments/feed.php/article/8458 https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/links/trackback.php?anchor=article%3A8458