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hummingwolf) wrote2006-11-01 01:20 pm
hummingwolf) wrote2006-11-01 01:20 pm
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Forget NaNoWriMo--It's MegaPoMo!
Yes indeed, today is the start of MegaHAL Poetry Month! This is the month wherein I post at least one MegaHAL poem* each day**, unless for some reason I am unable to get online (which we can all agree would be a tragedy of the first order and is much too horrible to contemplate). And what better way to begin this glorious month than with poetic horoscopes from the pluperfect postmodern poet himself? Here is MegaHAL in all his wisdom, ushering in what should be a wondrous thirty days!
Aries: don't let your feet make your yard the spirit's doorway
feel like a fool!
i will make him drink.
Taurus: some type of future planning, i mounted
the siege guns had been poured
in the morning;
and the sun don't shine?
let time unwind
let me suggest that cowardice
can increase your risk of mortality.
Gemini: you may not know its name, but we shall be the jerk
there's more to me about duty and stuff,
if there aren't any, they force them
they falter free.
the starry lights at play--at play--
the mill cannot grind
with no lock to lock.
i wish a star
wrapped in the shabby train no seat is vacant.
the chalk-white spot of calm delight.
give me the riddle.
every old man i see
if my spirit
young again.
the solemn priests advance,
and turn philosopher.
Cancer: stay active and retired military
personnel and their milieux are all products of that place.
i find myself quite lost in your arms
and wash away
with these eyes before,
a sense of impending ejaculation, followed by
four sharp fish bones,
five big dinosaurs coming in over the purple moor
and rueful. A strutting song performed with tongue planted firmly in my head is as fresh as the dew on the grey, chill day;
the earth exhales.
Leo: unusual perspectives may rub you the triple will?
or is this dress of flesh,
which explains the thread count of cotton sheets,
don't you remember?--once upon a little that!
how public--like a frog--
to look so worn and sweaty--as the east land and sea,
stands the house at r'lyeh dead cthulhu waits dreaming.
and when your end's attained;
and suffered, in all he knew.
Virgo: family obligations have you as my hands,
learning in danish, learning in japanese
that the fools was up way up and down,
to candy stores.
the leftover afternoon light
i'll be home soon;
it will not come again?
the wind of autumn, blowing loud
it is inner luxury, of golden figures
that springs the water that is not a saint
of knitting's not hard. But they
are swimming in a frenzy.
your hand moves and so smooth, so spherical and so smooth, so spherical and so free,
we gulp its gold--
licking our lips
and i hear you, owl.
your voice trilled for us,
counted on me were as hollow.
they say she's a
puddle of
naked and fearful, as the analysis proceeds,
the clouds are curled.
from the big, dizzy mountains that screen it
certain books, magazines, pictures, and films can
nothing to match the shell and stars?
i want to believe in dreams.
Libra: keep your eyes meet;
i am the stone age these cave people have rent-stabilized leases,
and the eagle in his flight;
hills and bridges have come out to sea
for noise in dreams.
Scorpio: there is no longer hated having to realize it wasn't me.
let's be spooky. Let's have fun!
we'll scare ourselves before we're done
with the headlights of trucks
aimed at your average teen
how sad we were making puppets
because the trees around them,
that burned on and on
what a world enchanted
spirits and charms in the trees.
all are too worn for sailing
closer and closer like the murmur of the penis against a
stomach-ache...
green stolen apples.
Sagittarius: you can see the hidden mystery.
by the winds, over rime and frost proceeding,
guide us to the homeless who stumble
from the chimneys. Everything is still.
by the flickering firelight,
rising up between one foot and your friend
without identity,
and i will yield to you,
as we slither over this way.
Capricorn: are you happy?
perhaps i would have the touch and contrast you,
take me out of the huntsman?
where is he not gone,
stay by your flank, and side brushing side--
tonight never heed!
unswerving and silent placement of the world using a tesla coil.
now i remain in it
touch me.
Aquarius: a mystical idea into that black pond
where suddenly, readying toward nightfall,
i carry
no memory where i've been.
Pisces: lend a hand
of signifieds that signifiers point to. Rather, for
postmodern societies, there are portents abroad of magic charms--
"abracadabra" and "prestopuff"?
i have seldom cast one single spell
that is most meet for the flutter of hands.
he asked aunt mary to roast him the power--the power--
the things we do a little different, in fact
that life follows death, that in this starlight,
back to sun.
let the proud fathers are ashamed to call slow oxen under the arches of the rain
we lose direction
truth and lies
like a dollar and a distant bell tolls midnight
gatherers are boys and young men to die,
and caught one silver lizard by the sea
floating on a darkling plain
swept it for our brain.
then a band of grey
hastened the children know
what time the purple hills
in our own land,
it sags against the sky winter blue of your dream.
* Behind a cut if I'm feeling kind.
** If you're very lucky, I might even write something myself for each of those days. It might even make sense. If you're very lucky.
Aries: don't let your feet make your yard the spirit's doorway
feel like a fool!
i will make him drink.
Taurus: some type of future planning, i mounted
the siege guns had been poured
in the morning;
and the sun don't shine?
let time unwind
let me suggest that cowardice
can increase your risk of mortality.
Gemini: you may not know its name, but we shall be the jerk
there's more to me about duty and stuff,
if there aren't any, they force them
they falter free.
the starry lights at play--at play--
the mill cannot grind
with no lock to lock.
i wish a star
wrapped in the shabby train no seat is vacant.
the chalk-white spot of calm delight.
give me the riddle.
every old man i see
if my spirit
young again.
the solemn priests advance,
and turn philosopher.
Cancer: stay active and retired military
personnel and their milieux are all products of that place.
i find myself quite lost in your arms
and wash away
with these eyes before,
a sense of impending ejaculation, followed by
four sharp fish bones,
five big dinosaurs coming in over the purple moor
and rueful. A strutting song performed with tongue planted firmly in my head is as fresh as the dew on the grey, chill day;
the earth exhales.
Leo: unusual perspectives may rub you the triple will?
or is this dress of flesh,
which explains the thread count of cotton sheets,
don't you remember?--once upon a little that!
how public--like a frog--
to look so worn and sweaty--as the east land and sea,
stands the house at r'lyeh dead cthulhu waits dreaming.
and when your end's attained;
and suffered, in all he knew.
Virgo: family obligations have you as my hands,
learning in danish, learning in japanese
that the fools was up way up and down,
to candy stores.
the leftover afternoon light
i'll be home soon;
it will not come again?
the wind of autumn, blowing loud
it is inner luxury, of golden figures
that springs the water that is not a saint
of knitting's not hard. But they
are swimming in a frenzy.
your hand moves and so smooth, so spherical and so smooth, so spherical and so free,
we gulp its gold--
licking our lips
and i hear you, owl.
your voice trilled for us,
counted on me were as hollow.
they say she's a
puddle of
naked and fearful, as the analysis proceeds,
the clouds are curled.
from the big, dizzy mountains that screen it
certain books, magazines, pictures, and films can
nothing to match the shell and stars?
i want to believe in dreams.
Libra: keep your eyes meet;
i am the stone age these cave people have rent-stabilized leases,
and the eagle in his flight;
hills and bridges have come out to sea
for noise in dreams.
Scorpio: there is no longer hated having to realize it wasn't me.
let's be spooky. Let's have fun!
we'll scare ourselves before we're done
with the headlights of trucks
aimed at your average teen
how sad we were making puppets
because the trees around them,
that burned on and on
what a world enchanted
spirits and charms in the trees.
all are too worn for sailing
closer and closer like the murmur of the penis against a
stomach-ache...
green stolen apples.
Sagittarius: you can see the hidden mystery.
by the winds, over rime and frost proceeding,
guide us to the homeless who stumble
from the chimneys. Everything is still.
by the flickering firelight,
rising up between one foot and your friend
without identity,
and i will yield to you,
as we slither over this way.
Capricorn: are you happy?
perhaps i would have the touch and contrast you,
take me out of the huntsman?
where is he not gone,
stay by your flank, and side brushing side--
tonight never heed!
unswerving and silent placement of the world using a tesla coil.
now i remain in it
touch me.
Aquarius: a mystical idea into that black pond
where suddenly, readying toward nightfall,
i carry
no memory where i've been.
Pisces: lend a hand
of signifieds that signifiers point to. Rather, for
postmodern societies, there are portents abroad of magic charms--
"abracadabra" and "prestopuff"?
i have seldom cast one single spell
that is most meet for the flutter of hands.
he asked aunt mary to roast him the power--the power--
the things we do a little different, in fact
that life follows death, that in this starlight,
back to sun.
let the proud fathers are ashamed to call slow oxen under the arches of the rain
we lose direction
truth and lies
like a dollar and a distant bell tolls midnight
gatherers are boys and young men to die,
and caught one silver lizard by the sea
floating on a darkling plain
swept it for our brain.
then a band of grey
hastened the children know
what time the purple hills
in our own land,
it sags against the sky winter blue of your dream.
* Behind a cut if I'm feeling kind.
** If you're very lucky, I might even write something myself for each of those days. It might even make sense. If you're very lucky.