These are extracts from a PoetNet Session.
If you want to join in, or start, similar events, send me something
inspirational, marked with permission for sending on. The following is a
good example: a multiway email sequence between kindred poet-entities
around the globe. It led to some strange and beautiful words. I reproduce
parts of the sequence here with permission.
With my thanks to all for the nightshared thought...
Subject: Softly spoke the night...
...though there was a really wild storm here. I scribbled this in my nightnotes, but slept deep through most of it. Bits of tree all over the roads on the way in. About 8:30am now.
I settle to my night nest
pull an extra blanket snug
against the rattling of the rain
turn pillow and so ward
the wailing of the wind
And lie awake alone and calm
If you were here I would cry for the joy
though you might think me strange
But as you are not I can cry for the space
and as I am strange you should not care
The space I keep warm at my side
In case you should want
to creep in from the rain
and the desolation out there
Like a wraith with a shiver
of long sodden wild hair
and the rain on your face
All would be dried
with a sleepy smile
and the desolation in here
Inspired by words in here and words out there.
Sometime between midnight and dawn 28-29th August 1997. England.
kisses blown across a minefield,
From: Wan April
Subject: Softly spoke the Dark...
<< the door creaks twice... >>
we dance through gateways
servers sing at our command
a modem mumbles in the night...
April Wan ~ 1st September 1997 (c)
Subject: Hold the Night
Date: 29/08/97 Time: 1:40pm
We are the story
that cannot be told;
we are the thought
that hangs in the void;
we are the dream
no lovers can hold.
there is a time for meeting
there is the time for parting
there is all time
to meet again
BBFN, jenni ~ september '97...
hope i'll be back next year
we of unmarked grave...
count them as Unknown Soldiers
they that fell to our words division
and bifurcation of thoughts legion
i mourn dreams; tombs unlettered
April Wan ©Nov97
Hi from All in here to All out there...
"If I may beg a right of reply, to the Strange..."
"«I go to illuminate and darken by appropriate turns!»
Good Lady, so you do! (:>) I am humbled in the night."
"«Keep scribbling, lest the voices lead you to sanity.»
Aptly completed. Perish the thought of sanity. It must be so boring.
I would become lonely and cranky without my voices. [cackle]"
"A thought pops out of the whimsical abyss with the soft clap of a one-winged butterfly..."
"As a cloned avatar dated 8/29/97 3:53pm, you whispered in a dark twin's ear:"
All material copyright reserved as attributed.
Save me from the tyranny of rhyme,
alliteration and the other crime:
just give me words that bite,
and wake me in the night.
Pwl ~ 1997©
"«We live our lives as a tale that is told»
...So hear your own tongue make the story unfold."