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  • Sean Hart (12/4/2005 12:21:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply Stage

    check out my poems yo

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    • Max Reif (12/4/2005 12:54:00 PM) Post reply Stage

      Dear Sean, I see you have no lack of confidence.: -) AND, you certainly have a fan in Kelly Moy. I read everything you've posted so far.The lines I felt were most original were 'We’ll have ice c ... more

  • Max Reif (12/4/2005 10:53:00 AM) Post reply | Read 4 replies Stage

    One thing I don't think anyone has mentioned. It's nice to get all the MASSAGES on this Forum! Have you noticed the typo when you reply to a Message here?

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  • Lori Boulard (12/4/2005 10:13:00 AM) Post reply | Read 5 replies Stage

    Yeah, Baby! Has anyone else noticed the changes on the site? I for one find the new 'Manage your Comments' section to be MOST EXCELLENT! All new comments posted to your poems hanging happily in one spot. I've hammered them for months for this! ! Merci, Les Administrateurs!
    Too bad they wiped out all my quick links, though. Guess you can't have everything. Happy Sunday; time for the first snow angels of the season.

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    • Herbert Nehrlich1 (12/4/2005 4:17:00 PM) Post reply Stage

      Try as I might I have not found the Manage Your Comments section yet. Talk about three blind mice! Best H

    • Mary Nagy (12/4/2005 2:10:00 PM) Post reply Stage

      Yeah, I just noticed! ! How great! I bet most of us have begged management for this ''convenience'' at least once or twice huh? What a nice suprise. :)

    • Max Reif (12/4/2005 10:49:00 AM) Post reply | Read 2 replies Stage

      Also I was able to edit my web links and take off all those links regarding Max Reif, the nephrology doctor in Cincinnati. Maybe now you poets will stop e-mailing me about your kidneys!

    • Max Reif (12/4/2005 10:40:00 AM) Post reply Stage

      Thanks for mentioning, Lori! I just wrot ... more

    • Allan James Saywell (12/4/2005 10:20:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply Stage

      well in another two hours i will be indu ... more

  • Allan James Saywell (12/4/2005 10:09:00 AM) Post reply Stage

    the latest fellow to email me claimed to be Italian he wanted to do some of my stuff in Italian, now come on fellows pull the other leg it yodels havn't you got better things to do other then to create these pathetic cigar smoking mind blowing creatures who pervade my privacy in order to - with my mind
    so do you know what i did i said go to the forum and practise your italian in the forum on the bunch of mental cases that reside there but be well armed

  • Allan James Saywell (12/4/2005 9:44:00 AM) Post reply Stage

    i dont do a lot of poems on sportsmen but i woke up this morning at 2am in
    tweed heads Australia and for whatever reason i did a poem on mister Best
    the Irish soccer player who in his playing days was equal if not better then any player of his generation if you were a soccer fan you couldn't help but love him and now i'm going back to bed good-night

  • John Kay (12/4/2005 9:16:00 AM) Post reply | Read 7 replies Stage

    Dreux Moreland has withdrawn his poems from the PH site, and that is a real testiment to what this site has become. Whatever his flaws, I can't remember the last time any poet ever debuted with such a fire storm-within hours, everyone was talking about his brilliant metaphors and images, so original and stunning at times that they were hard to look at, hard to believe even if they were sandwiched between cliches frequently. In all his raw splendor, he is the real McCoy, and I wonder how his work will look when he quiets down a little and he turns thirty. I'm sorry, friends, I feel cheated. I expect that we haven't heard the last of him. Now we can go back to the business of picking though the rubish on the board and ask ourselves how it was that we 'discovered' Dreux Moreland, and then ran him off so quickly, that we weren't more accomodating to this new, young poet. But that's not what we're about here, is it-being utterly overshadowed by a newcomer. Everyone saw this comet come and go, and it was a hell of a one-night-stand. Bravo.

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    • Alice Vedral Rivera (12/4/2005 1:10:00 PM) Post reply Stage

      I liked the few I read and I was going to read more when I had a bit more time. It's a shame that he is gone. You kind have to take every thing with a grain or two of salt and develop a thicker skin ... more

    • John Kay (12/4/2005 10:36:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply Stage

      There is no deocy here. What kind of paranoia is that. The idea that his presence and departure was a 'decoy' is simply a ruse of Marcy's to off-color his departure. It's a sad day that he's gone and ... more

    • Poetry Hound (12/4/2005 9:58:00 AM) Post reply Stage

      I haven't seen any evidence presented about why Dreux pulled his poems. I haven't seen any evidence that he is a decoy or a fake. If anyone has some facts about who he is or why he left, please presen ... more

    • Max Reif (12/4/2005 9:48:00 AM) Post reply Stage

      This is a bit like Yeats screaming to th ... more

    • Max Reif (12/4/2005 9:46:00 AM) Post reply Stage

      I feel rather sorry, too, John. I can ... more

    • Michael Shepherd (12/4/2005 9:42:00 AM) Post reply Stage

      Dreux really felt singed, and I've messa ... more

    • Allan James Saywell (12/4/2005 9:36:00 AM) Post reply | Read 2 replies Stage

      what did he want instant fame crikie he ... more

  • Lorraine Vaughan (12/4/2005 7:56:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply Stage

    Hi, I am currently setting up a website that features poetry and would love if some people could help me out by telling me what poems they like and give me some ideas. I am using quotes on it too so that also.
    Thanks a million!

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    • Max Reif (12/4/2005 7:59:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply Stage

      Might need to clarify a bit. Are you talking about 'famous poems', by 'dead poets' and the like? Or are you asking for submissions from poets here? Thanks. (And a little more general info about the ... more

  • Rakesh Jaddu (12/4/2005 1:43:00 AM) Post reply Stage

    hi people...am new to this site...tell me hoe to use the forum...i cant see any other messages...

  • allan james saywell (12/4/2005 12:39:00 AM) Post reply Stage

    it's been a hards days night
    I should be sleeping like a log
    It's been a hard days night
    i should be sleeping like a log
    But when i get home to you
    I find the things that you do
    Will make me feel all right
    yes i'll feel all right
    Yes i' feel all right

    the beatles
    cop that for poetry saywell

  • Allan James Saywell (12/3/2005 11:46:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply Stage

    The Man from Iron Bark


    It was the man from Ironbark who struck the Sydney town,
    He wandered over street and park, he wandered up and down.
    He loitered here he loitered there, till he was like to drop,
    Until at last in sheer despair he sought a barber's shop.
    'Ere! shave my beard and whiskers off, I'll be a man of mark,
    I'll go and do the Sydney toff up home in Ironbark.'
    The barber man was small and flash, as barbers mostly are,
    He wore a strike-your-fancy sash he smoked a huge cigar;
    He was a humorist of note and keen at repartee,
    He laid the odds and kept a 'tote', whatever that may be,
    And when he saw our friend arrive, he whispered, 'Here's a lark!
    Just watch me catch him all alive, this man from Ironbark.'

    There were some gilded youths that sat along the barber's wall.
    Their eyes were dull, their heads were flat, they had no brains at all;
    To them the barber passed the wink his dexter eyelid shut,
    'I'll make this bloomin' yokel think his bloomin' throat is cut.'
    And as he soaped and rubbed it in he made a rude remark:
    'I s'pose the flats is pretty green up there in Ironbark.'

    A grunt was all reply he got; he shaved the bushman's chin,
    Then made the water boiling hot and dipped the razor in.
    He raised his hand, his brow grew black, he paused awhile to gloat,
    Then slashed the red-hot razor-back across his victim's throat;
    Upon the newly-shaven skin it made a livid mark -
    No doubt it fairly took him in - the man from Ironbark.

    He fetched a wild up-country yell might wake the dead to hear,
    And though his throat, he knew full well, was cut from ear to ear,
    He struggled gamely to his feet, and faced the murd'rous foe:
    'You've done for me! you dog, I'm beat! one hit before I go!
    I only wish I had a knife, you blessed murdering shark!
    But you'll remember all your life the man from Ironbark.'

    He lifted up his hairy paw, with one tremendous clout
    He landed on the barber's jaw, and knocked the barber out.
    He set to work with nail and tooth, he made the place a wreck;
    He grabbed the nearest gilded youth, and tried to break his neck.
    And all the while his throat he held to save his vital spark,
    And 'Murder! Bloody murder! ' yelled the man from Ironbark.

    A peeler man who heard the din came in to see the show;
    He tried to run the bushman in, but he refused to go.
    And when at last the barber spoke, and said ''Twas all in fun'
    Twas just a little harmless joke, a trifle overdone.'
    'A joke! ' he cried, 'By George, that's fine; a lively sort of lark;
    I'd like to catch that murdering swine some night in Ironbark.'

    And now while round the shearing floor the list'ning shearers gape,
    He tells the story o'er and o'er, and brags of his escape.
    'Them barber chaps what keeps a tote, By George, I've had enough,
    One tried to cut my bloomin' throat, but thank the Lord it's tough.'
    And whether he's believed or no, there's one thing to remark,
    That flowing beards are all the go way up in Ironbark.

    A.B. (Banjo) Paterson

    A B Banjo Paterson

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    • Herbert Nehrlich1 (12/3/2005 11:50:00 PM) Post reply Stage

      I love it Allan, the taste of the Great Outback. Best wishes H P.S.: I hope you are wrong with the clouds coming to P/H

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