The exercise:
A quick thank you to Ana for awarding me with a shiny new button to add to my collection. You're too kind and I'm glad this little blog has been of some use to you.
The topic for this Saturday's four line poem: January.
Mine:
You linger too long,
I dislike your song;
It reminds me of
Unrequited love.
Friday January 30th, 2009
The exercise:
Def Poetry Jam Friday would like to present Basikknowledge's Numbers.
Mine:
This is going to be short - we're heading out to a party in less than an hour.
Given the time constraints I thought this would be a nice little history lesson - I've heard the phrase 'running numbers' before but never really knew what it meant.
It turns out it originated from illegal lotteries organized by the mob back when lotteries were outlawed in the States. Number runners were mob lackeys who went around to the various establishments that collected bets and money to gather them up. The mob took their cut and paid out the winners promptly.
The only reason the government didn't like them was because they didn't get a slice of the pie, not because people were being scammed.
But back to the performance - it's a powerful piece with several great images, my favorite being his grandmother sitting behind the TV because her imagination was better than any show.
Alright, I best get a move on. Have a good night.
Def Poetry Jam Friday would like to present Basikknowledge's Numbers.
Mine:
This is going to be short - we're heading out to a party in less than an hour.
Given the time constraints I thought this would be a nice little history lesson - I've heard the phrase 'running numbers' before but never really knew what it meant.
It turns out it originated from illegal lotteries organized by the mob back when lotteries were outlawed in the States. Number runners were mob lackeys who went around to the various establishments that collected bets and money to gather them up. The mob took their cut and paid out the winners promptly.
The only reason the government didn't like them was because they didn't get a slice of the pie, not because people were being scammed.
But back to the performance - it's a powerful piece with several great images, my favorite being his grandmother sitting behind the TV because her imagination was better than any show.
Alright, I best get a move on. Have a good night.
Thursday January 29th, 2009
The exercise:
Hey howdy. Happy Thursday!
I'm feeling a bit random tonight, be warned.
Let's see what comes of using this as the starter: disguises.
Mine:
Transform yourself with a thought,
Become someone else with naught
A care in this crazy world;
Forget the pain you endured -
That belongs to yesterday,
And you are made new today.
What to do with such freedom,
Who will you choose to become?
A thief, a hero, a ghost?
Or will you simply, like most,
Make the same tired mistakes,
But with a mask on your face?
Hey howdy. Happy Thursday!
I'm feeling a bit random tonight, be warned.
Let's see what comes of using this as the starter: disguises.
Mine:
Transform yourself with a thought,
Become someone else with naught
A care in this crazy world;
Forget the pain you endured -
That belongs to yesterday,
And you are made new today.
What to do with such freedom,
Who will you choose to become?
A thief, a hero, a ghost?
Or will you simply, like most,
Make the same tired mistakes,
But with a mask on your face?
Wednesday January 28th, 2009
The exercise:
Well the government is still standing, for now anyway. I should think the Liberals managed to win a few more votes just by not sending us through another election so soon after the last one.
In other news, the starter for today is: clocks.
Mine:
I don't care for the time
This clock does chime;
It cannot be this late,
That tock must wait.
There's too much to be done,
My rest I've won;
My writing time well earned,
Candles still burn.
But my eyes grow weary,
My thoughts are leery;
So I shut off the light -
I've lost this fight.
Well the government is still standing, for now anyway. I should think the Liberals managed to win a few more votes just by not sending us through another election so soon after the last one.
In other news, the starter for today is: clocks.
Mine:
I don't care for the time
This clock does chime;
It cannot be this late,
That tock must wait.
There's too much to be done,
My rest I've won;
My writing time well earned,
Candles still burn.
But my eyes grow weary,
My thoughts are leery;
So I shut off the light -
I've lost this fight.
Tuesday January 27th, 2009
The exercise:
Today's starter: on a budget.
Mine:
So the Conservatives unveiled their new budget today as Prime Minister Harper finally came out of his corner to play with the other children. I didn't catch the announcement but I'll just go ahead and assume he was sucking his thumb and holding on to his blankie throughout the proceedings.
Now the question is whether or not the Liberals will go along with it or attempt to form a coalition government with the other two parties. We'll find out the answer in the morning, assuming we can trust a politician to keep his word.
Me? I've made my disdain for the Prime Minister (note the lack of 'my' or 'our' before the title) abundantly clear but I'm still not convinced a coalition is the way to go about getting rid of him. But hey, if I can't trust my fellow Canadians to not vote for the slimy bastard, maybe this is the only way.
And if it does happen, at least the Liberals no longer have a leader who might have been even more embarrassing a representative of our country as the current Prime Idiot is.
Today's starter: on a budget.
Mine:
So the Conservatives unveiled their new budget today as Prime Minister Harper finally came out of his corner to play with the other children. I didn't catch the announcement but I'll just go ahead and assume he was sucking his thumb and holding on to his blankie throughout the proceedings.
Now the question is whether or not the Liberals will go along with it or attempt to form a coalition government with the other two parties. We'll find out the answer in the morning, assuming we can trust a politician to keep his word.
Me? I've made my disdain for the Prime Minister (note the lack of 'my' or 'our' before the title) abundantly clear but I'm still not convinced a coalition is the way to go about getting rid of him. But hey, if I can't trust my fellow Canadians to not vote for the slimy bastard, maybe this is the only way.
And if it does happen, at least the Liberals no longer have a leader who might have been even more embarrassing a representative of our country as the current Prime Idiot is.
Monday January 26th, 2009
The exercise:
I was hit, over and over again, by inspiration at work today. So the prompt is: strange noises.
Mine:
My desk is much too near
The elevator here;
The reason, my dear friends:
It's driving me to my end.
Whenever it arrives
My sanity's deprived,
Because the sound it emits
Is the first note of a hit.
So now I spend my day,
Singing my work away;
I'll sing this 'till I'm dead:
No Surprises by Radiohead.
I was hit, over and over again, by inspiration at work today. So the prompt is: strange noises.
Mine:
My desk is much too near
The elevator here;
The reason, my dear friends:
It's driving me to my end.
Whenever it arrives
My sanity's deprived,
Because the sound it emits
Is the first note of a hit.
So now I spend my day,
Singing my work away;
I'll sing this 'till I'm dead:
No Surprises by Radiohead.
Sunday January 25th, 2009
The exercise:
The starter for today is: dead battery.
Mine:
I cannot move,
My song won't ring;
Can someone tell me
What's wrong with this thing?
Oh, I see now,
It's as you've said;
The problem, quite clearly,
Is that my battery is dead.
The starter for today is: dead battery.
Mine:
I cannot move,
My song won't ring;
Can someone tell me
What's wrong with this thing?
Oh, I see now,
It's as you've said;
The problem, quite clearly,
Is that my battery is dead.
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