My isn’t this the typical –
Two in an alley behind a bar
To pull the other into combat –
Not really so avid when one sees his verbal assaults
Results to intent of the other to mar.
Hush such whine-
O’er a mere trickle of blood from nasal flesh,
No less –
Save such noise for when your skin
Akin takes to that of a fisher’s mesh.
What? A sob –
Not was it a minute less than twenty,
With quiet assure –
Boast of your wrath to make an angel tremble
Assemble did you a listening audience plenty
Shush your whimper –
Roar you did that you could beat the devil,
To Hell and back –
Well, here I am afore you
Do you of your boast’s bravado opt to bevel?
unique and interesting title…
very fine tuned entry, enjoyed your short poem.
cheers.
Happy Rally.
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Thanks!
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Brutal words. Very powerful and a tad scary.
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Sometimes brutality is simply a basic human function – regardless of how ‘civilized’ we think we are, there still is that componant to our humanity that comes out, unfortunately its often built up to the point where it becomes much more than it should be.
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Intense and harsh words to bring out the powerful feelings and ‘pictures’.. Good take on it..
10th on my list for this Thursday Poets Rally Visit and wow, yours made me wow.. 😉
Here is mine and if you have the time, do drop by.. 🙂
http://www.tingtasy.com/2011/02/collections-of-tings-poetry-tpf107.html
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Thank you and look forward to reading yours!
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lovely.. and btw ab, i guess you must have discovered that my comments are at most times very minimal.. hope you don’t mind! here’s my week 38 potluck.. http://fiveloaf.wordpress.com/2010/09/30/i-cant-hold-it/
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thank you and quite frankly I’m still agog that I get comments at all – I started out writing erotica so while it was being read, there were no comments. I’m very minimal in my comments as well, mostly because I fear that I be too long winded people may think I may know what the hell I’m talking about – I live by the rule that you only let people see 50% of what you know, that way you never overestimate yourself.
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Beautiful use of English, hope it was not a real experience. Stay safe!
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Thank you, and unfortunately in my younger days I did have a wee bit of a temper. It took a lot to get it to the point where I’d do anything about something, but when I did – usually it was not in a positive way.
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Fighting… I hope you left that phase in your life, and in one piece! 🙂
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Nah, I’m too much of a primative to leave it behind, now I just do it in a ring so that when I get my butt kicked, it’s a padded floor I fall on instead of cement!
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I walked your world, spent a lot of time in that alley as the cop cleaning up the mess. Your poem reflects an experience from some time ago. Now days, they use guns.
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Sad isn’t it? Back in the day a back alley brawl would end up in bloody noses, bruises, but no real damage – and the next time you’d see your advesary at the bar, the loser would by the winner a round – there was no bad feelings retained. I have a few theories on why things have changed, such as the urbanization (rural bar fights, which I was primarily swapping fists in, you pretty much know that you’re going to see that person again, so there’s a personalization of the experience) and big cities where there is a smaller percentage of chance that you’re going to see that person again. A second theory is that the more PC and “sensitive” society tries to become, the more the violent reaction to that action becomes.
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lol… those back alley brawls bravado to wimper now fade away into the night. Like it AB brought some memories back
http://touchindgo.wordpress.com/2011/02/14/winter-trees/
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Hopefully they were good memories!
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Clever show of false bravado, made me smile.
The Lonely Recluse.
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Thank you, its funny how so many people shout when they should be following the axiom “whisper but carry a big stick”!
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A very fine poem.
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Thank you!
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Do you of your boast’s bravado opt to bevel?
Awesome line! I’d like to see someone use that in real life!!! It might, just might, make the fight sound less stupid. 🙂
My Poet’s Rally post: Imbiciles Turn Criminal
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lol, I can’t remember who said it but the quote is “the first man who strikes the other loses”. Fighting is very stupid in the first place, no matter the circumstance but sometimes it’s almost a primal therapy session too!
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Interesting capture.. I liked it.
ॐ नमः शिवाय
Om Namah Shivaya
http://shadowdancingwithmind.blogspot.com/2011/01/whispers-wanderer.html
Twitter @VerseEveryDay
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Thank ya kindly, sir!
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interesting, odd to hold up such a moment of violence.
my potluck:
http://maritsfuckingblogging.blogspot.com/2011/02/when-you-are-far-yet-near.html
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Love it, and the words you used! Here’s mine http://thelunaticsdiary.blogspot.com/2011/02/here-today-and-maybe-melted-tomorrow.html
I also have a twitter, my username being MsMatsui. If you want, come follow me!
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Glad you did!
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I have never seen such conflict spoken in beautiful verbal utterances!! Excellent!
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Thank ya kindly!
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“What? A sob –
Not was it a minute less than twenty,
With quiet assure –
Boast of your wrath to make an angel tremble”
Amazing.
what a run of words…
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shucks, thanks! my cheeks are a rouge!
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I think it’s actually better how you men fight, compared to how women fight. We scream, say stupid, hurtful things to bring the other down, slap the other’s face, resort to hair-pulling. Call me strange, but I actually think men fight with more dignity. Yes, even when one or both end up with swollen eyes and a broken nose.
This is a cleverly written piece!
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Thank ya – and you’re right; I’d rather go toe to toe with a man than have the glare of a woman tossed in my direction
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yeah nice
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Greetings:
Hope all is well.
Noting that you have been part of poets rally in the year of 2011,
what an achievement, thanks for your outstanding contribution to us
along the way, keep up the excellence. Best!
Come join our poetry rally today if you wish to mingle and get inspired!
A poem of your choice or a free verse is accepted.
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.
Looking forward to seeing you share.
Respect and hugs.
xoxox
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playful one, very skillful delivery.
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Thank you very much
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