Absinthe 2
you say?
don’t drink it?
i say,
i must!
i need to forget
that i’m nothing without him,
that i’m nothing to him,
but the very last number
on his ‘to-do’ list.
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12 Comments:
Rhymebawd,
Perhaps because absinthe was the stupor inducer of choice of so many artistic luminaries: Oscar Wilde, Hemingway, Degas, Manet, Gauguin? Van Gogh, they believe, cut-off his ear in a fit of absinthe intoxication!
Or maybe because absinthe induced epileptic attacks, delirium and hallucinations are just pure joy!
Utter TRIPE
Perhaps one imports it from Europe, or perhaps one can distill the Green Fairy in ones own kitchen!
tripe? certainly not! 'absinthe' is an extract of wormwood. tripe is somehing else. oh, and if you are commenting on the quality of my work, how can one take you seriously if you continue to hide as 'anomymous'?
Oh sweetheart, touched a raw nerve, didn't I? Maybe if I manufacture a name and then leave a comment behind, perhaps your lowness would not mind so much?
Do have the grace and dignity to accept comments as they are and dont be so full of yourself that you find it unbearable when anyone bursts your balloon and you scream revenge.
How does it matter to you who I am? All you need to worry about is that I commented on the quality of your work. If you needed only bouquets you should have copied it in pencil in your cursive writing notebook and showed it to Ma and Pa and lil sis, not put up in a writers' blog and solicited comments!
oh my dear ! the last on his
" do " list ..and you still hanker so much, that you need help to forget ? poor you !
Despo for wormwood extract just because a worm doesnt have time for you ? Figures !
Hm. Not only anonymous, but monotonously repetitive. That is, if all you anonymice are the same one. (My apologies to the first Anonymous, who i suspect is a different person.)
The screams or revenge you hear reverbrate only in your own head, i'm afraid. You were merely being told (in a fairly civil manner at that, considering you lash out without the courage to sign your name)that your opinions aren't taken seriously when you don't back them up with, at the very least, your identity.
But perhaps, Madam/Sir/Whatever, i do you an injustice, and you have valid, honourable reasons for concealment other than the lack of a spine. My apologies. Let's move on.
Could you tell us, Madam/Sir/Whatever, what, in your erudite opinion, is the problem with the poem? We're here to learn, so we look forward to something a little more helpful than comparisons with intestines.
I think this is a bit ridiculous... zigzack - can't we have it so that user's can disable anonymous posts - or disable it altogether - why do we need it at all?
You actually can disable anonymous comments. Go to your blog control page, click 'Settings', and then 'Comments' and then, for the question 'Who can comment?', choose the option 'Only registered users.'
I just did this on mine - big relief having an anonymouse trap in place.
Cheers.
My favourite part of the poem was the copyright sign at the end, though I think it was unnecessary. :D
Quick ode to an obviously
green-eyed monster
Anonymous, quit being a hog
(It's terrible manners on a blog)
We, being more polite than you
(Oops, that isn't Anon One, but Anon Two)
Would hesitate to call you a swine.
(Of course, if you possessed a spine
And were neither cowardly, jealous nor sellyfish,
We'd have no hesitation in calling you a jellyfish.)
As it is, back off, and ponder
On the fact that your permanent absinthe
would make my heart MUCH fonder.
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