Words can be empty
even when full.
You can tie them together
like garlic in panty hose,
hang them from
the toe of a lost poet’s dream;
they’re still just words,
empty when full,
ashes of ghosts howling
in the period after goodbye.
Originals are better than remakes.
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- Pat Paulk
- 2009! 57 years ago in April I was a 2# squealing baby boy. Got a wonderful tan in an incubator. Made friends with plastic tubing, needles and tape. All of which I have zero recollection. I've been well watered and fertilized over the years, and grown quite ripe. Plastic tubing, needles and tape are catalysts for flashbacks without the buzz. Enjoy!
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29 comments:
Pat: You are a trip!!! I miss you when you are taking care of other parts of your life. Great one!
Pat, I wrote something similar today. Even title seems similar!
Do check it out when you have time. Believe me it feels good to see you posting again.
Wow this really packs a punch. Well done Pat!
A terrific assembly of empty and full words!
good to have you back, I love that last line!
wow... you're back in form!
nice to see you posting again!
well, your words are definitely not empty!
you have a way with combining words.... still trying to picture the pantyhose full of garlic.
I am back. My puter was misbehaving. NINA
lovely to catch up with you... and read your latest. :)
Pat,
First I am glad to see you back. I have missed your wonderful writing.
Now this poem is wonderful in its own right and down right truthful if you were to ask me. I wonder though, who are you speaking to.
T
yes, they may seem empty when they appear full or full when they appear empty, but words are powerful, regardless the outcome, as portrayed in this beautiful poem.
"they’re still just words,
empty when full,"
loved these lines...
I have a file full of old love letters, so I know exactly what you mean. Lots of words there, but guess they didn't really mean that much....sigh. Yet, I keep them....hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.
ashes of ghosts howling
in the period after goodbye.
Yep....know this well....
he winks and says
you know what I mean
what does he mean
My god!What was that?!How these combinations come?Amazing.
Wonderful feeling.
I was very gloomy when i started browsing today.
But now at this moment,i am just pumped up.Thanks.
Me too have a blog.
MAN IN PAINTING SEES THE WORLD.
please visit.
I really like the line, "hang them from the toes of a lost poets dream" Very clever your are Pat!
Hey Pat this has really impressive structure. I love it!
Pat,
Where are you? I am missing your work. I have become addicted...smiles.
T
it's been a month now, Pat!!!
Pat: Sorry i have been so scarce. I am writing the prospectus for my thesis, which is demanding and giving more attention to the art of "seeing" through photography.
Come see for yourself: http://www.flickr.com/photos/don-iannone/sets
All the best!
Enjoying your work as always.
How goes the prospectus?
Regards.
Oh wait...YOU weren't writing the prospectus!
Well then....
Still enjoying your word smithing. Hope to see more. I'll go back to lurking now....
Regards.
Where have you gone?
You are missed!
Pat,
You are missed so much. I wonder if you know that? You must be busy because I would hate to think you might be ill. I hope if you are out and about that you are smiling, but also know that somewhere in the back of your mind we are there anxiously waiting for you to write us more words we can spend time with.
soft love,
T
where are ye PAUL? come back soon.. just stopping in to get some word fulfillment!
I reached here via Polona's.
And I am arrested by the power of empty words!
I do write. Please do visit if and when you have time.
http://devika-jyothi.blogspot.com/
whoah- the beginning and end of this poem jabs me in the guts. Strong firey stuff, Pat.
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