A poem for you to consume. Is it OK?

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A Circle of Friends


by TD Euwaite





I came here one year ago today


To my dismay, the place was figgen’ crazy


I put in my two cents


And lost ten points…a bad start





I tried philosophy, psychiatry


And all the other maladies


I turned to recipes and trigonometries


But still, no one would talk to me





Race Cars, Gay Bars,


Areoplanes and Ships to Mars


It seemed the harder that I tried


The more I realized, I was a square





Then I came to poetry


A place where girls frolicked


…Some freely


Then the dudes, Todd, Dondi and you


Plastered up some beautiful stuff





I read and watched and listened in


To lessons taught by Cinn-o-min


Then I met a Totem tall


And heard from Paris, a gentle call





I got out some notes from long, long ago


Posted a couple of poems to show


I asked if I’m gentle, tender or sweet


“Oh, Yes!” was the word from dear Marguerite





Then, on a plane, along with Elaine


Game poets from Lisbon, Enid and Maine


A Spitfire flames, Arkansas rain


Again and again, they all joined in


Frazzizco, N’ork, Cabool and Brisbane





Buk with a cluck, Stooge with noodge


Tyler and Skyler and Suffolk’s bug Scrooge


All joined in some with some poetic sploodge…





The Moon and the Son


Guys with big guns


I can’t list them all


From Mary to Shelley


They’re all not too smelly





Now, deep in the mud


In by bright yellow Wellies


They fill up me pipe


And round out me belly





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A poem for you to consume. Is it OK?
TD...!





I haven't stopped by in a while.


Great to see you still contributing. This brought back memories of my newbie days where, like your good self, I found a comfortable place in poetry corner.


Tanx for the piece and for the peace. Nice to see that you still got that auld sea shanty'esque allegory going with the pipe filling and yellow wellies.


Must get the finger out and post some recent scribblings.


Tanx...





D
Reply:Alobar sits in the corner


Alobar tries not to cry


Alobar is still a foreigner


Alobar does not know why


Alobar posts his work


Alobar critiques for the good


Is Alobar considered a jerk


Or simply not understood?











Just kidding. Nice appreciation piece.
Reply:A lot can happen in a year. It feels like a YA generation is 3 months--so, it's almost equivalent to the history of the US.





I stop writing online for about 4 months and I feel like it's been forever.





Good memories...I'm glad you're so consistent here TD.
Reply:To Sakira_S......no, not chopped up, or unexplained. Things that happened a year ago. 'The Minion".





I so wish I could have been here then! To begin is hard...


To continue and make better is even harder!


We can do it!
Reply:A very good circle of consumption, but we all have something that you don't have in your circle TD. That something is TD Euwaite. Thanks for sharing this one.
Reply:That was so lovely to read....so lovely.....the way you got into a company of good friends...and this dear poetic circle...sometimes memories can be so sweet and gratifying like this...you took me to a world with this poem!!
Reply:I love this! Friends met on the hike. Much like a rucksack through Europe.





I do wish you had remembered me, just a little bit.
Reply:I have consumed this with delight. It was and is delicious. Those who are gone are not forgotten, the path goes both ways.
Reply:It's more a memoir poem than anything else. And I don't feel the love or meaning in it, not really. It feels chopped up and unexplained.
Reply:Oh dear...so many memories. All in one year. I came here on April 1 last year... There was no poetry section yet.
Reply:My heart has consumed it indeed. Beautiful memory and a lot of fun to read.
Reply:TD, done well this assemblage of words.
Reply:I love you too...i miss the chaotic crowd that we once had here. (without fights, hatred, prejudice and trolls that is...)
Reply:"Stooge" with "noodge?" "Shelley" with..."smelly?" Have you no shame, sir? Have the last few tatters of literary competence and common decency been ripped away from the fabric of your life?


P.S. I feel exactly the same way. In only a few short weeks, I honed in on this section as the most rewarding, thanks to the participation of many wise and talented people such as your self. Y/A has become important to me.





One major spelling error here. The correct form is "Noo Yawk."


A clarification for the benefit of the preceding contributor. The conditions of jerkiness and being misunderstood are not mutually exclusive. I can think of one or two shining examples among our coterie. (No names please, that would be chatting.)