Monday, July 12, 2010

when the orb finds pause

when it spits at midsummer darkness
the killer rests in the porch lit damp,

nothing in shadow on wing tonight,
nothing to prick in the sticky moist
and nothing flits to wrap in kisses:

brief para-diddles of windless flash
stroke the rushing clouds with silk.

Posted by gerry boyd at 8:18 PM

22 comments:

  1. Eileen T O'Neill .....July 13, 2010 at 4:06 AM

    Gerry,

    I have read this several times and conclude, that not only is it shorter, than some previous pieces, but is actually rather sweet, in a strange way. I like!

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  2. Tess KincaidJuly 13, 2010 at 4:17 AM

    I had to read this one out loud. Twice. It was delicious.

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  3. gerry boydJuly 13, 2010 at 4:40 AM

    @Eileen: Cheers.

    @Willow: Very low calorie too!

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  4. flaubertJuly 13, 2010 at 9:33 AM

    This is really pretty I especially love the last stanza!
    Pamela

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  5. gerry boydJuly 13, 2010 at 9:44 AM

    @flaubert: great name. thanks for stopping by. this was courtesy of insomnia and a cigarette.

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  6. manik sharmaJuly 13, 2010 at 11:59 AM

    para-diddles of of windless flash...
    i believe gerry diddle is an american slang....am i close...??

    n i could say when i read it....that this was born to insomnia.....beautiful

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  7. gerry boydJuly 13, 2010 at 12:23 PM

    @manik: well, one meaning or 'paradiddle' is a drumming rudiment. the american slang meaning of 'diddle' is, roughly, 'to mess around or fiddle with". cf. Bo Diddley also. so there are layers of meaning. I hope you can find one that works for you. I've already said too much. ;-)

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  8. manik sharmaJuly 13, 2010 at 12:36 PM

    sorry for making you do that....curiosity ...from where i come from slangs do not even make it to an authentic database of any form....so you could understand a certain charm that a regional slang would present to someone like me...

    thanku..

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  9. manik sharmaJuly 13, 2010 at 12:43 PM

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  10. manik sharmaJuly 13, 2010 at 12:45 PM

    just like when a child ostensibly abuses....

    beautiful lines..
    tke cre...

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  11. MaryJuly 13, 2010 at 6:07 PM

    Glad to be part of your group of four on Poets United! Hello to you.

    I like this poem very much.

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  12. HarlequinJuly 13, 2010 at 8:45 PM

    this is a strange and compelling one; I like how you manage to find a title and then wrap it and weave into it with pieces of the poem it introduces....this one feels circular, in way, maybe it's the orb.

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  13. gerry boydJuly 14, 2010 at 5:53 AM

    @Mary: Cheers.

    @Harlequin: Strange yes. Compelling? Glad you thought so. Just looking at an orb spider. Great web engineering from those little creatures. And a rich source for metaphor. Cheers.

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  14. ChrisJuly 14, 2010 at 10:38 AM

    Wow, I love this poem. I love the shorter style! The middle stanza is my favorite; it has such a nice rhythm to it, and the repetition of "nothing" is really powerful.

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  15. gerry boydJuly 14, 2010 at 3:09 PM

    @Chris: I go short, I long. Why I do not know. ;-)

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  16. Megan DuffyJuly 15, 2010 at 3:56 PM

    I like this a lot. Some great strings of sound: "diddles" and "windless," "nothing to prick in the sticky..."

    I love your overall capture of the "damp," "moist," and "sticky" (sometimes stinky) breath of summer.

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  17. gerry boydJuly 16, 2010 at 7:31 AM

    @Megan: :-) BTW, got a hardcopy of fosebook. looks awesome.

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  18. Tess KincaidJuly 16, 2010 at 7:57 AM

    Wonderful sultry, multi-layered summer piece, Gerry. Especially like para-diddle.

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  19. Tess KincaidJuly 16, 2010 at 7:58 AM

    Okay, I thought this sounded awfully familiar.

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  20. gerry boydJuly 16, 2010 at 8:27 AM

    @willow: smooches. the second comment is a mystery, though. ?

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  21. Socially Awkward Paint MonsterJuly 17, 2010 at 9:59 AM

    all this, but to describe a moment. i wanna hang in there somewhere so bad. and just freeze into a picture..
    lovely, Gerry.:)

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  22. gerry boydJuly 17, 2010 at 11:40 AM

    @dream horn: welcome and thanks. all aboard! next train to a moment is now.

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