The word on the street world citizens is bogblocked! Apologies, that should be blogblocked, the castle plumbing is just fine.Seems blogging is a bit like riding a bike-if you stop pedalling you fall off.I've fallen off and I can't get back in the saddle.It's also a bit like banging your head against the wall ,you get used to it but when you stop you kind of ask yourself why on earth was I doing that? Is blogging an online diary, a hobby, a cry for help, a place where it can be just ME me me me look at ME! How long should we blog for.Should a blog be a recording of highlights ,special occasions or should we remember that a blog is for life, not just for Christmas.(Boom-boom!!) Ah fughit Ah jus don know.Being sick has turned me upside down and inside out,getting better now, apart from the pain, but perhaps it's not just my lungs that are scarred. Anyways I've had the flu jab in one arm and a pneumonia jab in the other which is grand but sore I can't hardly move me arms from me sides,I'd be mighty at an auld step! (Irish dancing) Took the dog for a walk today, saw this...
Stark-sailed sailing boats .
Ten question marks on the horizon
waving like white flags of surrender
or Tibetan prayers.
Seven windmills , sea turbines
or deadly sins, barely moving,
give nothing away.
Three seagulls like answers singing
coalesce, their single flame
setting fire to doubt.
Thanks also to Sandra Leigh (who wrote a great poem last Mon) http://sandarastraveljournal.blogspot.com/ for a creative blogger award(posthumous)
29 comments:
I like your poem TFE. I think blogs are for all the things you mention. We are here to support each other, share ideas, have a moan, celebrate, commiserate - whatever is required. Glad you are continuing to improve and hope the pain will soon start to fade.
Thanks Heather,I like the cut of your gib.
Pip pip!
Does that mean you got sick again, or were they just preventative jabs? Well...one falls in and out of love with the blog thing I think, that's not unusual. It's lovely to have your company however long you decide is best for you to be in the pool.
P.S. the Brooklyn accent as preacticed by an Irishman is bringing to mind the phrase "Can a white man sing the blues?", or as a friend of mine of Irish extraction used to say, "Can a blue man sing the whites?"
HAHAHAHAHA!!! there was an add on yer site for used caravans!... dunno why I found that funny.. anyway... a combination of all these things is why we blog I reckon...
Love the last verse of that poem... seagulls are a personal favourite of mine :-D
Preventative measures, ArtSparker.Thanks for your kind woids, this blue man is singing da whoites, but I tink I may be a bit out of toon. :)
Waterfordcats, who's been putting used caravans on my blog? I want 10% of all sales and the lend of one for two weeks in August every year.The last voyse is da best, I like boids too:Crows, Red Kites;Swifts/Swallows/Curlews ,Corncrakes(The sound),Herons but only when they fly -they're skinny little feckers on the ground; and Wrens.Can't stand feckin pooin,'coo-coo-cooin', pudgy Pigeons though.
blog = big lumpy old gobsmacker! we blog because we know one day we will be big, lumpy, old, and gobsmackers (in our own mind). get it done now before we can't or before no one cares!!! peace out steven
Really liked the poem a lot. I go thru some of those blog questions myself, tho; hell, there are lots of kinds of blogs--one thing's for sure, there's not another I know of like yours & I like it a lot.
How do you feel about magpies?
Physical pain turns you into a kind of existentialist blog-philosopher. You fire a lot of questions in a time devoted to schizophreniac thinking, yes and no at the same time, are the answers for every question now.
But it´s worth to read your words, i´m curious to know what you´ll write tomorrow and tenderly feel like saying "whish you´ll get better soon, take care" to another human being, that is you. I suppose a hug would cause you more pain to your jabbed arms, wouldn´t it?
Hey TFE, beautiful woids from a beautiful soul...go hiontach!
TFE, we blog because it's here.This sort of thing gives us a sense of control while it also connects us as human beings. We need that connection, I think. And you obviously do that well with your followers.
I was feeling the blues after someone whom I thought was a friend felt she had the right to insult me. Then, I came here to discover there is goodness in the world. A true poet, you are!
Go raibh maith agat, mo chara!
Is it the pressure of the Monday project getting to you? Are you waking up in the middle of the night with new ideas for it? Or is just listening to too much Bruce?
x
That is why you blog TFE - to send out into the world lovely poems like that. I can picture your sick self standing there looking at those boats.
I blog because it makes me write something vaguely creative every day and it puts me in touch with others - like you - who are on the same wavelength.
Sorry you are not better yet. One of the side effects of any flu is that it leaves you prone to getting depressed. Don't give up on us all - you send out such a plethora of good vibes - and we need you!
PS I understand pigeons are good under a bit of flaky pastry!
Fabulous poem!
I think a blog is a place to spit out all that stuff, instead of in a drawer where nobody else will ever appreciate it, or direct to the wastebin, or nowhere at all just shouted off a cliff toward seagulls who aren't listening. Whenever I'm full up, just blog.
Lovely poem Fecker!
Re bloggging ; i think all those thinngs you describe are part of most blogger's experience. Mine own blogging has become fairly intermittent and posts tend to cluster around whatever mindset I'm in at the time. Sometime I just comment on others for a while. A tthe mo, my posts are mostly about painting and stuff, because that's what's happening with me. Other times it'll be more newsy, other times fdiffenret subject matter.
But the big plus is the craic, the connections, the feedback - and learning, headfodder, raised awareness etc. from other blogs. It's all good. In parts ;-)
One Day Stevo? For you maybe,I is already big ,lumpy and old!Peace to you too, brother :)
Kind words ,John,thank you. I'm very wary of Magpies,here they are quite large noisy aggressive feckers. I'm sufficiently addled by and dripped in superstition to immediately try and find the second (for joy) when I've already clocked the first(for sorrow)Can you make a pie of them too I wonder? I know how you love squirrel!
Even more kind words,thank you aleph, that is deadly!(deadly means cool here)Jabbed arms are much better so I'll take that cyber hug.Thanks for rerading and commenting. Pip pip!
More kind words again, me pint pot floweth over! Tanx Jeanne.Hope you boxed your pal in the snot! Wise woids too,blogesque connection does indeed seem to be the key.:)
I'm enjoying the Monday project immensely but I suppose it has put a different onus on blogging that I'm finding hard to adapt to. It's too good to stop though,I've another 2 ideas left.As for being under pressure, just being awake does that!Thanks Rachel :)
Thanks Weaver, glad you liked the pome and you are right, blogging is a good daily writing exrecise.Depression, yes ,for sure,self-indulgent moodiness too I fear.I may need a swift kick up the hole and a piece of pigeon pie to sort me out.Incidentally I know John Hayes has eaten squirell, has anyone here actually ever eaten pigeon pie I wonder. Tanx fer kind words weave.
Glad you liked the pome ,NanU and yes, blogging is a good and immediate outlet.as you say where else could we (safely) throw these thoughts.Thank you :)I quite like the idea of shouting at Seagulls and /or windmills though ! ;)
Thanks Padraig ,what you say is right.Glad you like da pome.I'm just thinking out loud on me blog and sure isn't that the whole point, or part of it, or something?
Good one. It seems to be a day for good, pithy poems - I've just come from http://poet-in-residence.blogspot.com/2009/09/filming-big-cats.html
Is it the weather? The time of year?
Thanks Dominic, must check out Poet in Residence's pome.
You know I don't like 'straight' poetry normally, but I liked this one. Thanks for sharing it with us. How u feeling, by the way? I hope you and Mrs EEjit are shaking off your nasties successfully.
Glad you liked the pome ,Weevo, thanks. I is startin to be feelin mostly FANDABBYDOZEE, as is Mrs B.EEjit. How is you?
Hmmmm! What can I say? Love intellectual poetry stuff!
As for blogging? It's all up to you! I have loved the writing bit meself need to do some more. Did I miss the fast car bit? Hmmm cos a fast car thingy is only as quick as the traffic infront! being a biker I see this....hmmm and we've been to Ireland, home of many famous bikers.
Hope you are feeling better......................what did you have in your legs?
I had jelly in my legs Mrs Nesbitt. Bikes are cool ,had motorcycles when i was young, I love them what type have ye got?
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