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I love the pictures this paints. Each line is short, to the point, yet it creates a wide image.
Thanks for stopping by my jornal and reading my poetry. Hope you continue to enjoy it, and nice to meet you.
posted by
NightMajik
on December 3, 2006 at 5:43 PM
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Some horrible similarities, Tony, ain't it?
posted by
Bhaskar.ing
on December 1, 2006 at 10:55 AM
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And I was born in January. Horrible dark cold months for a birthday
posted by
Antonionioni
on December 1, 2006 at 10:19 AM
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Hi Tony
I have a different comment to make today. Your sonnets, as usual, are .... great! but greater still are the reactions which, as a late-comer I observe, and feel tempted to comment 'differently'. hahaa. I was born in December
posted by
Bhaskar.ing
on December 1, 2006 at 9:09 AM
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Thanks Mike and Mneme
It's like a dream. (Good rhyme, eh?)
posted by
Antonionioni
on December 1, 2006 at 8:22 AM
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Tonyzonit
the last two lines are (for me) like trying to stay awake so that you could catch Father Christmas bringing presents - of course we never could. We probably sleep more than we think we do too, but I'd also like more of it!
posted by
mneme
on December 1, 2006 at 3:32 AM
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Hi Tony
Great imagery and feel of the December evening, the shaded streets and dens, I enjoyed thank you
posted by
lionladroar
on November 30, 2006 at 11:49 PM
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Mmm, lovely breakfast, as I prepare for work on half an hour's sleep...
posted by
Antonionioni
on November 30, 2006 at 11:42 PM
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that is good then because these were only suggestions.
I think your entire poem looked good too.
posted by
marieclaire66
on November 30, 2006 at 11:35 PM
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Hey sorry, Marie-Claire, I'm working hard to get caught up on comments
btw, you did not offend me at all with your suggestion, that's why I edited that poem, to try it and see how it felt. I like both versions for different reasons. I am getting ready to go to bed, but I'll be by.
posted by
Blanche.
on November 30, 2006 at 11:17 PM
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blanche
you did not come and read my bilingual poem. sigh...all that trouble just for you, just kidding.
posted by
marieclaire66
on November 30, 2006 at 11:13 PM
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blanche, are you still here?
tony told me he was talking on his blog so i had to come and check. I sent him off to work... without sleep. well nothing to do with me of course, but i feel sorry for him. he has such noisy neighbours.
posted by
marieclaire66
on November 30, 2006 at 11:12 PM
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Cats sharpening their claws on the fake Van Goghs, Tony, that sounds like a
story!
posted by
Blanche.
on November 30, 2006 at 11:00 PM
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Yes Star, it's something you can get used to.
I've done night-time jobs too - security guard and taxi. Both at the same time as my day job. Not at exactly the same time. of course, because sadly I cannot be in two places at once!
posted by
Antonionioni
on November 30, 2006 at 10:54 PM
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Hi Blanche. When in first relationship we had a Van Gogh on the wall.
Like you, sadly it was not an original. If it had been, I expect it would have been used by our cats to sharpen their claws on!
posted by
Antonionioni
on November 30, 2006 at 10:52 PM
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thanks Tony, if I need to be up, stay up.......I used to work night shift
so, it.s not a deal.
posted by
star4sky5
on November 30, 2006 at 10:47 PM
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I like the scene you've painted, Tony, sort of like Van Gogh's Cafe At
Night, a faux one of which I have on the wall above me right now.
posted by
Blanche.
on November 30, 2006 at 10:45 PM
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Star, that's good. I stayed up till 2am, got to sleep at 3am and was woken
up by noisy neighbours at 3.45 am. How about that! And now I'm going to have a shower, get dressed and go to work! I'm wondering whether we actually need as much sleep as we think we do. But I know I'd like more of it!
posted by
Antonionioni
on November 30, 2006 at 10:42 PM
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Poor Najwa, sorry you're sad.
Here, let me wipe those tears away....
posted by
Antonionioni
on November 30, 2006 at 10:39 PM
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Tony, I am studying for a test, it's 1:45 am, I am going to be up till 3 am
to finish up.
posted by
star4sky5
on November 30, 2006 at 10:39 PM
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Hey, Star - how you are (I made that rhyme - good, eh?)
posted by
Antonionioni
on November 30, 2006 at 10:38 PM
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I AM HERE MORNING TIME BUT IT IS SO GRAY OR MAY BE ME WHO CAUSED THE RAINS I AM SO SAD FROM THE ONE AND THE ALL .............AND YOUR POEM REMIND ME WITH1987 I WAS SO HAPPY AS BUTTERFLY ON FLORIDA SOUTH WEST BEACHS
I DO NOT KNOW WHY I WRITE THIS BUT I NEED SOME ONE WIPE MY TEARS....................najwa
posted by
NAJWA
on November 30, 2006 at 8:08 PM
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Hey Tony, how are you?
posted by
star4sky5
on November 30, 2006 at 8:04 PM
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I imagine it is! Sorry, I should be in bed. Very bad.
posted by
Antonionioni
on November 30, 2006 at 5:59 PM
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imagination is the key Tony.
posted by
marieclaire66
on November 30, 2006 at 5:46 PM
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Thanks, Afzal. I must pop over to yours.
posted by
Antonionioni
on November 30, 2006 at 5:41 PM
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Thanks, MC
Glad you liked some of the lines. The language came to my rescue, in a way. Rhyming, admittedly, does help this process when you don't really have a lot to say. But then, I suppose writing isn't just about facts, or the mood of the writer, it's also about imagination. So what if nothing's happening - we can still create something at all times. At least I didn't draw a complete blank!
posted by
Antonionioni
on November 30, 2006 at 5:40 PM
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Thanks very much.
Yes, Troosha, I was feeling very mmmmm, slouchy, sort of lacklustre when i wrote this. There was an almost total lack of inspiration, so I just wrote about the quietness of the late nigt and imagined a few scenes.
posted by
Antonionioni
on November 30, 2006 at 5:37 PM
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Nice poem.
posted by
afzal50
on November 30, 2006 at 4:54 PM
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some beautiful lines in there, too many to mention, well done!
posted by
marieclaire66
on November 30, 2006 at 4:53 PM
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Wow! well that is really good for someone who said he was not inspired!
I love the subdued atmosphere in the poem. i could picture the whole scene, the sleepiness creeping in. beautiful language and wistful mood. Well, this is my perception anyway.
posted by
marieclaire66
on November 30, 2006 at 4:52 PM
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Tony
Kind of an "end of a long day" tone to this sonnet; a sigh, if you will. Made me want to settle into a warm home, a cozy couch, forget the worries and pressures of the day, and just be. I'm not sure if that's the mood you were going for but that's what it left me with. It was peaceful though as so very often the end of an enduring day can be.
posted by
Troosha
on November 30, 2006 at 4:39 PM
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