call-me-by-my-other-name

many years ago, obsessed, possessed, by devils impulses irresistible, wrote poems like a mad~Person, dripping octaves and intervals, notating notes unreachable, between every word, every sighting, seen and un~scene now years in, years on, yet I fool, have in my wallet purse, a purser's bounty, should I win either, or both of the lotteries to be held this weekend... fool, fool, dreams and verbal webs woven, all are now and by tomorrow, will be recycled into dust, and I am soon to follow, cackling laughter at the fool I've become, that's my name, fool fool…fool

0

Oct 25, 2025

Oct 25, 2025 at 2:58 AM UTC

call me fool, if anything...

many years ago, obsessed, possessed, by devils impulses irresistible, wrote poems like a mad~Person, dripping octaves and intervals, notating notes unreachable, between every word, every sighting, seen and un~scene now years in, years on, yet I fool, have in my wallet purse, a purser's bounty, should I win either, or both of the lotteries to be held this weekend... fool, fool, dreams and verbal webs woven, all are now and by tomorrow, will be recycled into dust, and I am soon to follow, cackling laughter at the fool I've become, that's my name, fool fool…fool

24

my pale skin, un touched by sun, your dark eyes, coal, your skin, caramel, and when they coalesce, make diamonds!

0

Oct 16, 2025

Oct 16, 2025 at 11:27 AM UTC

coalesce

my pale skin, un touched by sun, your dark eyes, coal, your skin, caramel, and when they coalesce, make diamonds!

9

thus by prosecutor charg-ed, with this crime so heinous~ed, the judge insisted on a super speedy trial, this, a special case-d "can't wait to hang this ***** be~deviler, got me a jail, second only to hell, if he thinks his hifalutin lawyers will get him de-roped!" I plead guilty to save the state some moola, avoid the expense of all the attendant hoopla, but in my tired defense, I said little but this, it was god who cursed me with this word-ly power! now I ain't saying I was naturally bad, but who are you to judge me so harshly , when all I did, with a tool god~given, was, tell people how beautiful they are, so close. never far, from bringing them forth to their fruition so my intentions were good, tho my goose is cooked, loonily, this I truthfully willingly confess, though just as bad, I was lazy, I was negligent, I am now hell-bent for many infractions, the greatest, chiefest of them all, was all the times, !!!!! ***read a poem much beloved by other's on this blue earth, weak from jealousy jealous, I never...reposted it! for their way much better than mine, and I was too selfish to praise them, so I expect I won't be too lonely in perdition, just another poet*** !!!!!!!! addition *so children, teach your children well a poet's hell will slowly go by, if they fail to repost them hundreds of poems that mak'em gasp~laugh-just plain weep, for that will really **** (sorry lord) the one true judge wh gave us this wordy blessing, and is eagerly awaiting us special* sinners and that just might be my one true name… (Oh sinner~man! where are you gonna run too) [{(]})] p.s. this poem readily available to be reposted ('jes a 'gestion) even plagiarized elsewhere, but remember, when you, who stole it, somebody's a~watching whose vision is unimpaired. plus, I got new software invented by Ai trained teachers, so so, easy to find ya...

0

Sep 28, 2025

Sep 28, 2025 at 5:14 PM UTC

My True Name: "A way with words (and sentiments)"

thus by prosecutor charg-ed, with this crime so heinous~ed, the judge insisted on a super speedy trial, this, a special case-d "can't wait to hang this ***** be~deviler, got me a jail, second only to hell, if he thinks his hifalutin lawyers will get him de-roped!" I plead guilty to save the state some moola, avoid the expense of all the attendant hoopla, but in my tired defense, I said little but this, it was god who cursed me with this word-ly power! now I ain't saying I was naturally bad, but who are you to judge me so harshly , when all I did, with a tool god~given, was, tell people how beautiful they are, so close. never far, from bringing them forth to their fruition so my intentions were good, tho my goose is cooked, loonily, this I truthfully willingly confess, though just as bad, I was lazy, I was negligent, I am now hell-bent for many infractions, the greatest, chiefest of them all, was all the times, !!!!! ***read a poem much beloved by other's on this blue earth, weak from jealousy jealous, I never...reposted it! for their way much better than mine, and I was too selfish to praise them, so I expect I won't be too lonely in perdition, just another poet*** !!!!!!!! addition *so children, teach your children well a poet's hell will slowly go by, if they fail to repost them hundreds of poems that mak'em gasp~laugh-just plain weep, for that will really **** (sorry lord) the one true judge wh gave us this wordy blessing, and is eagerly awaiting us special* sinners and that just might be my one true name… (Oh sinner~man! where are you gonna run too) [{(]})] p.s. this poem readily available to be reposted ('jes a 'gestion) even plagiarized elsewhere, but remember, when you, who stole it, somebody's a~watching whose vision is unimpaired. plus, I got new software invented by Ai trained teachers, so so, easy to find ya...

43

what cheek, the audacity to sheer his name from his faceless appearance, well, I know something of names, and mysteriously common and vague, said as often as **** does not satisfy this certified member of the hoi polloi of humens grace, with a small g, not to be confused with those courtiers in human courts who so address their temporal superiors, who more often than not, chop off with their head, just god downy not longer for being insufficiently lying in their obsequiousness grace is a virtue par excellence, multi~facetedly faced, reflecting well and goodness on both the speaker and the hearing, if grace you know not the meaning of, then research it and let it reflect back upon your countenance replace god with grace, and forgive me this too obvious rhyme, it will only be better days for the human race ><>< my name? hah! sinner man

0

Sep 22, 2025

Sep 22, 2025 at 1:38 PM UTC

I re-named god

what cheek, the audacity to sheer his name from his faceless appearance, well, I know something of names, and mysteriously common and vague, said as often as **** does not satisfy this certified member of the hoi polloi of humens grace, with a small g, not to be confused with those courtiers in human courts who so address their temporal superiors, who more often than not, chop off with their head, just god downy not longer for being insufficiently lying in their obsequiousness grace is a virtue par excellence, multi~facetedly faced, reflecting well and goodness on both the speaker and the hearing, if grace you know not the meaning of, then research it and let it reflect back upon your countenance replace god with grace, and forgive me this too obvious rhyme, it will only be better days for the human race ><>< my name? hah! sinner man

29

all of you too, ask what shall we call you, and I smile/grimace, for lack of a proper witty, worthy, weirdly perfect pithy reply which is why I offer you a free option, call me by my other name, a What~You~Will, your preference is my desire, it is within your hidden possesions! your chosen attribute?choice, now mine, multi-faceted multi faced, every name has its own unique poet hissing hiding inside, wary of confessing he's/she's a sinner, ask, and you shall be both deceived, and well received, for we live in a thousand of words, all disordered and when you inquire, then they be re~sorted into new combinations and for you, **when you call me, you may call by that name** that name, of the poem that will be given and taken expressly for and from you, it is the only way my teachers taught me to take, in order yo give you back your uniquness …

0

Sep 18, 2025

Sep 18, 2025 at 10:20 PM UTC

call me by my other name

all of you too, ask what shall we call you, and I smile/grimace, for lack of a proper witty, worthy, weirdly perfect pithy reply which is why I offer you a free option, call me by my other name, a What~You~Will, your preference is my desire, it is within your hidden possesions! your chosen attribute?choice, now mine, multi-faceted multi faced, every name has its own unique poet hissing hiding inside, wary of confessing he's/she's a sinner, ask, and you shall be both deceived, and well received, for we live in a thousand of words, all disordered and when you inquire, then they be re~sorted into new combinations and for you, **when you call me, you may call by that name** that name, of the poem that will be given and taken expressly for and from you, it is the only way my teachers taught me to take, in order yo give you back your uniquness …

41

In grammar, a correlative is a word that is paired with another word with which it functions to perform a single function but from which it is separated in the sentence. In English, examples of correlative pairs are both–and, either–or, neither–nor, the–the ("the more the better"), so–that ("it ate so much food that it burst"), and if–then. Correlative ----------- the word intrigues, not for its functionality, but for its relativity we are neither relatives, blood connected, nor are we correlated, in fact, quite the opposite! my love for you, from afar, if not, then, not at all you say never, and I say, even better! causing you're confessing, we are special together, the more, the better, our relationship contains a scriptural clause elemental, an unconditional correlative, for every for e v e r you never utter ……

0

Sep 18, 2025

Sep 18, 2025 at 2:39 PM UTC

correlative love

In grammar, a correlative is a word that is paired with another word with which it functions to perform a single function but from which it is separated in the sentence. In English, examples of correlative pairs are both–and, either–or, neither–nor, the–the ("the more the better"), so–that ("it ate so much food that it burst"), and if–then. Correlative ----------- the word intrigues, not for its functionality, but for its relativity we are neither relatives, blood connected, nor are we correlated, in fact, quite the opposite! my love for you, from afar, if not, then, not at all you say never, and I say, even better! causing you're confessing, we are special together, the more, the better, our relationship contains a scriptural clause elemental, an unconditional correlative, for every for e v e r you never utter ……

33

write little. overwhelmed by the "competition,'' those who birth litters of poems by the bushel, but let us serve you morsel, a petites bouchées, a fingertip to both lips, sensately fulfilling, the need mutuel, thus, we are both self~satisfied, as I search for words of comforting arousal, that relax simultaneously & invigorate, for these are the dualities of our innate inanities, the things, that can never be satisfied without a compromise of nerves and plaisirs, clashing leaders, who both are needed to satisfy the larger human diction of conditions; sometimes they exist in the same universe, sometimes they exist at the same time, sometimes they exist only in the mind, and not the cells of the body human, whereby the inputs must be inserted, to reach the boiling *** of overlap, but if this tease, doth please, even for a secondary second, that we are both blessed

0

Aug 18, 2025

Aug 18, 2025 at 2:55 PM UTC

write well, better, not oft-en

write little. overwhelmed by the "competition,'' those who birth litters of poems by the bushel, but let us serve you morsel, a petites bouchées, a fingertip to both lips, sensately fulfilling, the need mutuel, thus, we are both self~satisfied, as I search for words of comforting arousal, that relax simultaneously & invigorate, for these are the dualities of our innate inanities, the things, that can never be satisfied without a compromise of nerves and plaisirs, clashing leaders, who both are needed to satisfy the larger human diction of conditions; sometimes they exist in the same universe, sometimes they exist at the same time, sometimes they exist only in the mind, and not the cells of the body human, whereby the inputs must be inserted, to reach the boiling *** of overlap, but if this tease, doth please, even for a secondary second, that we are both blessed

21

***Your love my love, You are my love never abbreviated***

0

May 29, 2025

May 29, 2025 at 1:29 PM UTC

10 Words: Your love my love

***Your love my love, You are my love never abbreviated***

3

anymore. by any name, I don’t pass your lips. ~ call me brandy, call me Tennessee, called me yours, calling you out. ~ it’s too hot outside to play dominos, Romeo, if you can’t find a piece to match my dots, don’t call me anymore.

0

Jul 26, 2020

Jul 26, 2020 at 8:04 AM UTC

you don’t call me

anymore. by any name, I don’t pass your lips. ~ call me brandy, call me Tennessee, called me yours, calling you out. ~ it’s too hot outside to play dominos, Romeo, if you can’t find a piece to match my dots, don’t call me anymore.

14

Texas: The Grand Facade “All my instincts, they return, and the grand facade, so soon will burn”. Songwriter: Peter Gabriel, In Your Eyes §§§§§ and so nature does it best to humanize the arrogance, “can’t happen here, can’t happen to me, I’m too young, a brave Alamo Texan,” forgot Gabriel’s admonition, the grand facade, is exactly that, a coverup, and skin is not deep enough, even your tough hide, cannot keep out what you cannot see, is stronger than you, did you weigh the scales, do a cost/benefit analysis, write down the pros & cons? **think of coronavirus like love and *** —————— good love is a treasured blessing, a live long song, wine to be pleasured sipped, you get drunk on beer, and hookup *** give yourself ****** aids, and/or the clap, a bad decision, a haunting, a hangover that is marked on you face, that you’ll testify to every day for the rest of your sad, sad, existence, in the bathroom mirror a facade always gets revealed, too bad you chose the wrong thing to believe in... you unmasked yourself!

0

Jun 29, 2020

Jun 29, 2020 at 10:29 AM UTC

Texas: The Grand Facade, love or ***

Texas: The Grand Facade “All my instincts, they return, and the grand facade, so soon will burn”. Songwriter: Peter Gabriel, In Your Eyes §§§§§ and so nature does it best to humanize the arrogance, “can’t happen here, can’t happen to me, I’m too young, a brave Alamo Texan,” forgot Gabriel’s admonition, the grand facade, is exactly that, a coverup, and skin is not deep enough, even your tough hide, cannot keep out what you cannot see, is stronger than you, did you weigh the scales, do a cost/benefit analysis, write down the pros & cons? **think of coronavirus like love and *** —————— good love is a treasured blessing, a live long song, wine to be pleasured sipped, you get drunk on beer, and hookup *** give yourself ****** aids, and/or the clap, a bad decision, a haunting, a hangover that is marked on you face, that you’ll testify to every day for the rest of your sad, sad, existence, in the bathroom mirror a facade always gets revealed, too bad you chose the wrong thing to believe in... you unmasked yourself!

26