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allegations are a frog's tail

you might want to ask me
how many frogs I've kissed
before they splashed into the
pond, me,
sliming with green,
bent over like a crone
or kneeling like Mary Magdalene

Basho, waving goodbye
at the train station, smoking
an after-sex cigarette

you might want to release me
from the roles I have had to play,
(with gusto I assure you)
Lot's wife,
building character
before her dissolution
and character assassination

I am  the tragicomicaphrodesiac
named
inconstancy and predilection without
moral or amoral conviction,
much less contradiction,
and ode to the theme of pleasuring myself
in the aftermath of imagination and
invocation
summoning the art of poetry from the graves
of my dead or drowning heroes or the ones
I have kissed with lethal intention

but any allegations you might have against
me on a snowy Saturday morning have
as much veracity and compunction
as a frog's tail,
left in the tincture of spirits
on the windowsill
nearest the one
which my heart yearns to open.



— Kailashana, Dec 19, 2009

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Seren

Seren

16 years 5 months ago

Dearest Mum

Brava ... what more can I say ... beautifully written and executed... Genius I believe ;) love and hugs Jayne-Chloe
Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 5 months ago

Hey, J.C. Your initials

Hey, J.C. Your initials remind me of another Superstar. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9YPDXmEsQtQ&feature=PlayList&p=0CBD7AE89520BFB5&index=0&playnext=1 For the whole playlist... in case. http://www.youtube.com/view_play_list?p=175D9CB815E6083C&search_query=jesus+christ+superstar My mind... there's a strange critter inside it... and I won't let it out. ~A Don’t let your victories go to your head, or your failures go to your heart.
O

Orphani

16 years 5 months ago

my favorite aspect of this

my favorite aspect of this poem is how the reader is invited into it through it's interrogitory diolouge that achieves an instant sense of intimacy.The colorful metaphors toying with the idea of the cleche' frog prince stay new by virtue of how it is alluded to, and built upon in the first stanza.This poem grabbed me by its sense of contadiction, that denies contradiction, and opens us up to questions within ourselves in a crafty manner.Such as where do I stand on the questions raised in this poem? The poem then takes a defensive turn and defends the need in matters of the heart, and ends in a provocative mystery.I found this poem contained many of the elements I love in poetry.In Jersey right now all my voracity and compunction are gonna be a snowball fight till you look like a snowman. Barry....o...
Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 5 months ago

Wow! I said all that?

Wow! I said all that? lol. Yes. Another friend told me about the snow in NJ... I know 4 poets or poet minded friends in NJ...should all introduce you to one another. I go by an old tradition: do no harm....to snowpeople (let's be politically correct here, Barry, thank you very much.) ~A Don’t let your victories go to your head, or your failures go to your heart.
R

raskin

16 years 5 months ago

I totally agree

BRAVO!!! Another fine write!!!! raskin
Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 5 months ago

Thanks for the visit, the 5

Thanks for the visit, the 5 stars and the BRAVO, raskin... but i hope you and O are not a tag-team; although it makes me wonder how you could have agreed to O's message almost an hour before he wrote it? ;-) ~A Don’t let your victories go to your head, or your failures go to your heart.
R

raskin

16 years 5 months ago

He, he

must be psychic. raskin
KF

Korcy Fifthrig

16 years 5 months ago

No fairy tale

As soon as my wife gets home I'm going to ask her if she sees me as a frog, a prince, a hero or if she would like to kiss me with lethal intentions. This foggy, snowy, cold Saturday afternoon just became much brighter after reading your powerful, artistic and prophetic poem. I know not who you are but I can't imagine any life not being more exciting having met you...unless you were feeling lethal at the moment. Unfortunately, I don't have the vocabulary to express all that you elicted from this heart and mind when I finished reading this piece. I feel compelled to be toad to another of your writings because you are definitely the berries! Emotionally arrested, Rocky
Nordic cloud

Nordic cloud

16 years 5 months ago

Vorascious compunction devoured:-

Oh Barry oh, oh Barry oh, you have such eloquence and such sensitivity to the contents of this content -full poem and have said it all so well, you have. Your frogs, were they scared into the pond or merely taking a swim? A wonderfully wordy wonder of wild alligator humour and that tincture of spirits will surely open for you at Christmas and its contents spill on you and turn you into an even more splendid Princess of our Poetic pages, I know it, I knew it, you are created out of magic, the magic of the silent temple pond, the prayers of peace and the humour of the ancient Chinese sages. What a frogs tale you tell my sister in crime! Ann with my love to you as always dear Anna
Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 5 months ago

Hi Sis, I’m feeling

Hi Sis, I'm feeling rainbows. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gn5L5U92_54&feature=player_embedded Love, Me Don’t let your victories go to your head, or your failures go to your heart.
B

bjp

16 years 5 months ago

Dear Anna,

Of course, it wouldn't merely be "an" allegation but serious allegations alleging the bed across the room gouging tails and bones creasing the floor you would need to refinish fine! yes finish bolt or bolt it and perhaps the door. Brian
WF

Worldwide Freeride

16 years 5 months ago

Kaila strikes....

This is a really well written and thoguht provoking prose and dialogue indeed! You seem to question and subjugate the reader and then leave everything open ended and answer the question all at the same time... very clever indeed! It also has great feel due to fairytalesque fantasy metaphor that crosses in glance and reflectionas to what is reality. Couped up and enclosed longing to explode is the feeling I get here... to open up and reveal what lies inside! I like the whole thing and how you have constructed it! Bravo! Dale :)
W

W.C.Wampler

16 years 5 months ago

...frogs tail...poem...comment

~A., I think you wrote this after reading Seren's new, hot poem, (unless those waves of thought were landing simultaeously) and a wonderful response it is too! I'm crazy about your work. It's usually frank, sensual, brilliant, and well written. wcw
Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 5 months ago

Well, yes and no, frogs have

Well, yes and no, frogs have been a theme of mine over the last surge of writing, beginning in 2005. Basho's poem is always on the back burner... its silence and simplicity. Of course, I went to sleep with a frog thought, wandering what will happen when my friend and I will meet, kiss for the first time. Early in the morning I read Jayne's poem and then the rest is a stream of consciousness and it went nowhere where I had expected, as usual. But yes, I am in many communities, spiritual, poetic, peace...sometimes we happen in a serendipity of sorts..an excursion into a group mind...and similar thoughts, words, poems ensue... as if we have read each other's thoughts and feed off one another's creative juices. It happens here quite often. Themes written one after another, a great surge of energy and dozens of outstanding poems written by numerous good poets. It seems we are in one of these times. Always a pleasure to see you wcw, I wait for your next song, Mr. fiery hands, heart. ~A Don’t let your victories go to your head, or your failures go to your heart.
Seren

Seren

16 years 5 months ago

I think I need to find this

I think I need to find this poem you speak of if you have copy can you email ? the basho one ... I ahd to come back for another read its got me thinking again lol the thought trains moving forward lol ... love you ma Jayne x x
Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 5 months ago

Dear Jayne,Here’s a link

Dear Jayne, Here's a link for Basho's poem. It amazes me how an 8-word poem written in Japanese can have so many meanings. But then again... I know that having been married to a Hispanic and having fallen in love with a German poet who was unraveling Rilke for me. Here's a link with 30 translations http://www.bopsecrets.org/gateway/passages/basho-frog.htm The original Japanese: Furu ike ya kawazu tobikomu mizu no oto Alan Watts interpretation works best for me. The old pond A frog jumps in: Plop! I'd love reading Heading South's interpretation. Hugz ~Mum
Seren

Seren

16 years 5 months ago

Dear Mum

I will send it to Daniel I had been talking to him today and will ask for his interpretation ... see what we get from his wonderful pen :) .... cant hurt to ask ;) love you and thank you for the link I am going to read all the interp's Jayneeee (huggles)
Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 5 months ago

Thank you Brian for the

Thank you Brian for the poem. You always honour me when you do. Thank you Ann for your presence in my life, sharing so many thoughts and feelings. Thank you Dale for reading, you get a lot out of poems because you have much to give. Thank you Rocky, I'm wondering what did your wife say? I sincerely doubt if you have ever been emotionally arrested, esp. with bullwinkle at your side. ;-) Love to All, ~A Don’t let your victories go to your head, or your failures go to your heart.
Seren

Seren

16 years 5 months ago

Well dear lady :)I asked

Well dear lady :) I asked Daniel and he was kind enough to supply a interpretation for your poem Old pond and frog jumping - the sound of water. Heading Souths version of Bashos poem there you go dear lady just popped in for a sec and found that Daniel had been kind enough to do it for you, thought it might brighten your day ... love you Ma Jayne x x