February 7, 2005
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Closed down my Clowne site, got pissed off with certain rude comments there. If my real life is that bad then screw it cos you won’t get it!
With 2 insults there and the Sarahs’ getting banned from a site for a bit of teasing I lost my rag. But I don’t care, everything I posted on my Clowne site of any worth is in my Homestead. There will be no more the real me on Xanga.
NOTE Site still there, so posted on it!
http://www.xanga.com/The_Clowne_from_Clown
Not sure if it will stay there. Next Poems on Saturday.
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“Purple Thistle Landscape”
Purple thistles
In green grass drinks
And stings my trumpet eyes,
Tower their mauve fingers around my neck
And suffocate me with cotton wool.
My hammer heart,
Lonely and broken
Steps out of its savage beat
And soaks the cowmud into my bowels
Deranges the blue of the sky
Into an alien mudscape.
All around
Voices whisper
As I wrap my cloak of newspapers
Around my drizzle bones
And try to sleep in the stretched skin
Of my mind.
The sounds
Vibrate in the wind of august leaves
Sticking the gum in the stars
Around my black ears
Hearing the ghostly
Speeches of purple kings
In robes of silk
Shut in their majesty
Of thistledown regiments…
(The night turns cold.)
blackie fortuna.
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Haiku: February 2005 (second page)
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to the mother,
a child’s picked dandelions
are more beautiful
than any rose.
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growing up:
his comfort-blanket
is in the bin
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foggy morning:
another puff
on his spray
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dawn choras:
he wipes down
his windscreen
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giving her baby life
from her breast
is deemed disgusting
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small island:
I jump off the boat
to seek silence
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sweet sixteen:
she sits under a tree
writing love-letters
in her day-dreams
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Dandelion Leaves.
Comments (47)
Oh, Hun! I love you! ((((hugs))) Please, please be okay…
Terry! You really should not let them get to you. We all get rude comments on our sites. Kids who have nothing better to do than try to piss off us old people!!! It would really be a pity to shut down the site–since it is the “real” you. Of course, you can always become the “real you” on your other sites, too, but I, for one, have become used to the way it is. By the way, have you heard anything from your son? Did he come looking for his stuff?
Not sure if “giving her baby life” fits in here, but it is a cruel fact that feeding a baby is deemed evil and I don’t know why.
Always that touch of melancholia.
Breastfeeding is the most beautiful expression of love a mother can give her baby. Why evil. It’s cheap too.
We went to Boscombe, a few yards from Bournemouth, a dump 40 yrs ago, went back in 2002 hadn’t changed a single bit!! We hadn’t noticed it was a dump then, had other things on our mind!!
Any poems about a dump???? RITA
The Sarahs’ wrote a poem about a “dump” but it’s crap, if you get my meaning…
I so often think seriously about abandoning my Xanga site. I find it nearly impossible to leave my posts open. Thanks for your support, LP. I’m kind of surprised since you yourself are an educator. I’m sure a very fine one at that. Mostly my anger about school centers around two people, and it’s of a very personal nature. That they involved the school authorites absolutely astounds me, but I figure that just shows how really small minded they truly are. Screw ‘em.
Your work is always a pleasure to read, if not somewhat shocking on the rare occasion. <g> The first poem here is masterful. Very powerful imagery, too.
hmmm Terry you should have talked to me…
was the worst thing i did when I closed down my site
well…the three of them…but such is life
I sure hope u are ok baby
((((HUGS))))
Yeah – I know that knowledge is supposed to equate to power, but PLEASE!!! Someone from the school called and left a message on my answering machine asking for me to return his call. I promptly deleted the message. I don’t have a damn thing to say to those folks! LOL. (And I’d be willing to wager that it was the college security office. Bah!) hahahahaha.
If I had shut down my site when I got rude comments I would not have had it two weeks. Some people enjoy being rude and nasty to others, and the more they see that you are upset, the more fun they have. Screw em…write what you like, and let THEM get lives!
Oh, man. I will miss your Clowne site. I rarely posted, but enjoyed (cheered, cried)…
I’m sorry you’ve been given grief on your Clowne site…
Thanks for sharing your poetry, and for stopping by my site and reading mine. 
sorry about your clowne site. never got a chance to read it. hey, did i ever mention that i love your haikus? they’re so simple–they’re beautiful.
Sorry about the meanfolks. Wish you weren’t closing down the site. Rats-n-boogers!
And btw…I just love it when my son picks dandelions in the summertime and gives them to me as a present.
i love your haiku’s..all of them..especially the one about the dandelions. it sounds kind of like a hallmark card, but believe me, i mean that as a compliment
) oh, and i do occasionally read the sarah’s site although i don’t really comment..i’l miss them 
I liked your clowne site. You should of just blocked the rude people and kept right on going. I’ll miss the real you here on xanga. Glad you still have this one though.
Well, I like the real you things because they helped me to get to know you better. AND … here is how I feel about rude comments … You have the standard options to delete and block but I have copied rude comments with the abuser all of what he left for me into a new blog. I feel if people want to act like an ass we should accomodate them and treat them like the ass that the are and let the whole world know. I am not happy when I hear you shut down a site but expect keeping them all up is a chore. I know as I have problems keeping up the ones I have.
Love and hugs and you do know that F word correct? Well am sure it won’t be new to the offenders so use it when you think you need to. I think a poem is in order concerning idiots who write like idiots.
Hugs, Me
I really don’t know what to say here for I am very sad you decided to close the Clown from Clowne site. When I am sad I am also wordless.
I so admire your haiku in that it paints a picture with such brevity. I plan to study the method for I think I need this way of expressing my thoughts.
I don’t know why you worry about what some people think I don’t always like what you put on the sarahs but I read it and make my comments, not nastily. You write well on here and at times you are brilliant ,so don’t worry, you get good responses. most of the time. Cheers Marj
I wish you would keep your ”real you” site, still, too. It gives us a fuller picture and makes your other sites more meaningful. I love the imagery in the first poem, especially the line about “the ghostly speeches of purple kings..” !!!
For shame…nasty little people… They come and go, Terry, those faceless beings that like to muck up Xanga with their petty crap. I’ve only blocked one person…who called me a cunt. I know…it’s just a word, made with letters, formed by the mouth…but, sheesh! It’s so ugly! The thing was, the guy wasn’t even responding to anything I’d written. I just thought he was delusional…and I don’t need that! lol
No more letting the little nasties push you around! They can only dream of being people of your calibur!
Love the poetry, too…GFW
You are one of the most creative and brilliant people here. I’m sorry to hear you’re being flamed. Just know that there’s lots of support for you. Block the bastards, I say! We want to keep you, and your utterly original sites. xo
I like this deep and profound poem. Awww… why get so pissed by some silly detractors…I love it when you talk about your life!! Sheesh I miss the clowne site…. alot.
Have a good week ahead.
I was under attack a while back myself, and it was damned unpleasant. I’m sorry you are having to deal with it. It did pass, but it left a bad taste, and a lurking worry. Plough ahead and enjoy…it’s the only way (for me anyhow).
S2
Terry, Excellent poetry. I’m sorry you felt it necesary to close down the clowne site. It seems lately more people are having that kind of trouble
I’ve taken to deleting and blocking the few that I have had. ryc/dp: Thank you, I consider it the highest compliment that you consider my poetry highly. /mm: hmmm, don’t think I have any Pineapples in my tree yet. /mg: lol, yes I have fairly religious and prolific farmers in my family tree (at least the part from my mom that we know more about)…but the 21 children in the KyleJackson family are daunting.
I’ve been tempted many times to close down my site, but I only write there for me and I refuse to let a few extroverted busy-bodies ruin it for me. Of course I prefer it when I receive lots of warm, glowing comments, but 100 comments or zero, it has no real effect on what I accomplish, which is getting it off my chest. If somebody has rude things to say, I give them a taste of their own medecine and if they don’t like what I say, I have no qualms about them deleting me, and I can do the same. If they choose to go to the extreme and block any future commments from me, I just say “screw them” and don’t visit them any more and unsubscribe if applicable. Only twice have I ever blocked someone from my sight and that was because one was just a hateful little (13 yr. old punk) who was jealous because his girlfriend liked my poems and the other was just an idiotic ass who defended the right of his friend (she was a girl, but he claims to be gay) to see snow as sh*t. The kind that never has anything nice to say. Remember, if everbody loved you, it might go to your head and you might decide to start a cult or something.
~Ben
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RYC: I’m surprised I haven’t seen any of those kinds of sales here! We have the ones in a field, too, but everyone generally has tables, I thought… maybe I should take a closer look someday!
Come, LP, your shoulders are broad, no? I trust twas not me. The very best thing about you is your transparency, artistic virtuoso that. The images formed in the mind, sometimes distrubing, yet create meaning that I, for one cannot begin to put into words. Still, something troubles the LP? Will you perish for sake of pride. He gives grace to the humble. Quickening Ray is needed.
nice poetry today all dressed in purple it is not like you Lord to fold up and go away i am surprised at the retreat myself but if you already have it recorded it may be a blessing in disguise there wiil always be thoes who do not relate or understand & thoes who are just plain ignorant of words thanx 4 ur words magi
Gordon Bennett, the God-Squad is after my soul now!
I’m so sorry that you had to close your other Xanga. That is a shame. I sure do miss a lot being sick …
As for your latest entries. I love those haikus. So simple, small and compact …
I am going to miss your site. If people are rude, they have a problem with themselves, it is not you. Do you feel better after closing site.
hey you dont know me but london is cool pennsylvania is boring !! rok on over seas !!
Anyone who would ban the Sarahs obviously has no taste, so consider the source. Hmpfff !!
how delightfully odd and exquisite.
*laughing so hard, both eyes shut* God Squad after me LOL
Glad you liked the quote, dear friend! Merton, like yourself, was a free spirit and would have been, as I am, impressed with your talents and beliefs.
well you do cheer me up…
‘heavon help me lordP is that a proposal
lol.. can you find me a house in oxford.. near the river for a couple of years.. where i can look after it whilst the owner is somewhere abroad doing their thing? just a thought!!!’
and then when i get there to post this, you knock me down..hey if i can annoy an academic by email lol then you can carry on being the real you
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Wow, the feel of the first one is just amazing.
I like the first haiku . In fact the dandelion is a crown of small flowers . It is like a sun . I blogged once about the glory of Dandelion . This haiku us really refreshing and moving .
The poem about the thistles makes me think to any of them that are called in France ” le cabaret des oiseaux ” ( birds pub ) because the basis of their leaves form with the stem a kind of cup in wich the water remains . Birds come drink there .
I hope Terry you will remain the real “you ” .
In friendship
Michel
Be sure you stay somewhere…I would miss you and your marvelous talent
Who would make rude comments to you? I am not the best at this whole Xanga thing but when I do get on I throughly enjoy all your sites…. *pouts* I will really miss the clowne site.
I checked and glad to see your Clowne site is still there. Don’t let a ferw rude others ruin it for you.
By the way, thanks for your continued encouragement…and it didn’t take that terribly long for me to get back!
(my comp is fixed, yay!)
I still believe in freedom of speech. If they didn’t like it, then they should go away.
Did you know a lady journalist got fired for posting her private thoughts on what she thought of her bosses on a weblog?
It’s a main story on Yahoo News.
BAGGAGE
You’re the sole root that’s non-umbilical
My supposed recipient of life’s doubts
I could have run to you when Im struggling
And bear with me through this blinding
Too much expectations when I was born
You’re the most celebrating of them all
If that’s the case, you could have stayed
Maybe then I could have allow you modifying me
Im turning twenty one, you’re fifty three
Ahead by thirty two, so you should know this
Are you ok with me feeling deprived?
Be more like a father, that’s what He really addressed
The fist and words are fine with me
I’ll burn it just like that along my life
Now give me your clock cause I’ve given you this two up
So I could adjust and sense it at last
“I was once like you are now”
The song line I’m singing somehow
Don’t let me envy, Im your son you’ll miss
And hand me heavens presence, cause I exist
You really must keep all the sites open,there much more people that loves your work and why let some ass….win?
I hope that you can get to your small island for silence.Well,the birds will be there singing all the time.
So sorry to hear about your Clowne site. Bummer!