shed

 

 

 

First of all, let me tell you that I

hate bullies. Hate them as Heckle and Jeckle

hated sweet meadows and that sudden

rush of corn.

 

Hate them, as Daedalus, he of Loon feathers

and beeswax wings, hated the sun. There is

a solitary boy

still as stone

 

nameless. Faceless. Too skinny for shadows.

Arranging his plasmic seeds on the steps

of an uncles house. He calls

the things that poets call appealing

 

in his crayon breath; once again as the

trembles roll in. Imagining that,

apart from pains narrative, he will undoubtedly

conclude that everything has hurt.

 

Just making sure to do it

in three pages or less.

Reviews

[JC]

Too skinny for shadows...brilliant...I would love to see your narrative like this layered over visuals, get an even stronger picture, as straight forward as you can be there is an ecumenical, celestial vibe to your thoughts, and being someone that wants to get into every ones head, I think your story telling would blend well in film format.

[Beccy]

I'll tell you a story; and it's an honest to God true story, not some made up B*******. Shortly after I landed my first job in the city, I fell foul of a real office romeo. I suppose he was good looking and charming in his way, but not really my type, and from day one he came onto me and despite giving him the brush off, he kept at it.

About six months in, I was sent out to assist in the evaluation of a large company that the firm was actively pursuing as a prospective client; and lover boy, as a senior analyst, came with me. Partway through the journey, (about forty miles or so out from the city, he made his move; and stuck in the car as I was, I just did my best to keep things light, until that is he shoved a hand up my skirt. I told him to stop, but he wouldn't' take no for an answer, and seeing a motorway services up ahead, I drove into it. Told him I needed to go to the loo and asked him if he'd get us some coffee. As soon as he disappeared into the restaurant, I ran back to the car and drove off. He'd left his briefcase, coat and mobile phone in the car, so he was pretty much stuck. I was a bit worried, because the guy was a bit of a rising star and earned the firm a lot of money, so phoned my dad and told him what I'd done, (he was a friend of our senior partner.) Dad made a phone call, and when romeo finally made it back, his office had already been cleared.

Like I said, I hate bullies of any kind with all my heart.

[h d e rushin]

You're so brave. Me, not so much. But I relate to being bullied which is a thing that happens both today and whenever. He got what was coming to him.....Thanks Beccy for standing up for yourself...dana

[Beccy]

I've seen it in a child's eyes and it's the loneliest damned place on Earth.

I was never bullied at school, but I knew kids who were, and I hated with all my heart those who made their life a misery. Even got into trouble once or twice for defending them, (as did my older sister Georgina, who was, still is, fiercer than a Doberman, (which is mostly why I was never picked on.)

One time, she became so enraged that she actually grabbed a hockey stick from the Gym and set about a couple of sixth form lads who were picking on a younger boy. He wasn't skinny, the opposite in fact, which is why those nasty little thugs would constantly bully him. He still lives locally, in the same village as always and today, he's the MD of a highly lucrative electronics firm. As for those bullies, haven't a clue and care even less; but what goes round comes round, so hopefully their life is s***.

Apologies for the rant, but you hit a nerve here. Beccy

[h d e rushin]

thanks Beccy...I can definitely relate to your words my friend. My life was made quite miserable
read morethanks Beccy...I can definitely relate to your words my friend. My life was made quite miserable
for many years while in both middle and high school. When I was asked to attend the middle school picnic this past summer I refused even after all those years...hurt, like love, like
good furniture, like the stars Beccy, lasts a long time.....love dana

[emmajoy]

' Hate them, as Daedalus, he of Loon feathers and beeswax wings, hated the sun. There is a solitary boy still as stone - nameless. Faceless. '

Bullying takes a body through three channels: one that leaves a person traumatised for life; one that makes the bullied become a bully', and one that finds the strength to survive.

Although this stems from hurt, the emotions are wrapped in classical knowledge and a strong will that makes this reader cheer. Bullying is torture, so, feel free to write in the largest letters you can!

[taittems]

I like this, excellent. love the opening line and a half. and love "too skinny for shadows". and thrembles rolling in.

I was sent to you by Marie Anzalone, who said you were very good and I would like you. I live in Detroit, and I wonder if we've met (am I having a brain fart?)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

really like this and relate in a strange way....way back when i was little and lived in NY...there was a red haired kid, much older than i...
and he singled me out...on the way to or home from school...and picked on me...
wish i could see him now...i would pay him back in one quick page...a few words and a blow.

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

This is visually stunning. I like the emotion that creeps out of
every line. Nice Teknik.

[Delmar Cooper]

Stunning and a pleasure to read. The content is succinct and truthful. The images clear and creative.

[Dean]

o k, another poet with content, subtlety, poetics galore. I wouldn't have known of you, had I not seen your comments on another site. I am blessed this morning...excited and blessed!