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hummingwolf) wrote2008-11-01 03:22 pm
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Happy November!
Happy November! How was everyone's Hallowe'en, Samhain, regular Friday, or whatever else you might have celebrated? Yesterday was a lovely day here, with pleasantly autumnal weather, crunchy leaves underfoot, changing leaves overhead, and cheery pumpkins scattered around the neighborhood. My body decided to express its displeasure (with me, with the environment, or with life in general--I'm not sure) during the day, so I didn't do nearly as much as I had hoped with the time. I spent the evening finishing the book Howl's Moving Castle and answering the door to give out the three different kinds of candy I'd bought that had managed not to get munched on by me during the month.
A fair number of kids were out, though as usual I forgot to pay attention to the costumes because I was paying too much attention to the children's faces as they received their candy. It was a polite bunch overall, remembering to say "Thank you" even if they had completely forgotten to say "Trick-or-treat!" One wee child being carried around by his parents wasn't old enough to know how to say anything, but he was very friendly and patted me with his little hands as I put candy in his plastic pumpkin. A little girl thanked me and was leaving the house, but turned around again to tell me that my hair was pretty. She may have thought it was part of a costume. Anyway, I was glad I'd bought the amount of candy I did because it seemed to be about right for the night.
So now it's November. You know what that means, don't you? It's time for MegaPoMo: MegaHAL Poetry Month! This month I shall try to post at least one bit of MegaHAL output each day, though judging by past years it's likely that there will be a few skipped days which will have to be made up for later on. Anyway, today, the first day of the month, is a good time for HAL to demonstrate that he is not only a notable postmodern poet, but also one of the most unique astrologers you may ever encounter. Please, please do not blame me if you can't make heads nor tails of these: the ways of HAL are inscrutable and beyond mere mortal understanding!
Aries: your real problems won't work themselves out. Make them
just a nasty chill
to outshout
the accusation in the little children sit,
or the drifting foam of hysterical voices shrieking,
seaweed on the brink of middle age,
meaning always to stop the fresh crop of reformers.
Taurus: your charm transcends the easy graces and sensuality of the goldenrod--
some of the market street squealing.
this city shambles room to dance in, and stand open
their flaws. They try to bring on what's inside of your feet make your bed at night
leave the air must rush as fresh
man i'm just like the same state of inner freedom, to try
to struggle on without a trace
and all your faults
even after they led the way it goes.
Gemini: pare things down. Reason might catch its breath
fires cadences of looping saxophone miracles deep into that category.
there are some with thick black glasses off
for shelter, save as we face out
spectacularly branched; the mind's eye
was our bond
when i was ever a ten o'clock scholar at this remove what i heard you"--here i opened the door of the goldenrod--
some of the stars,
i have been notable to their hive.
from the roof's the only flowers it will accept the mortal limit.
Cancer: set aside an entire day for a fall.
here is on the palm of a moment's turkey's "thanks." bright and white
world. What he imagines every time is ours to meet the keel,
and while this may sound like humans quarreling.
i open her arms with wood, and set beside them golden cups
and footsteps, all the experts agree, manage it.
and over all, saint michael's tor
spired up into the dust.
Gender of the girl's navel is a warning sign--it isn't
listening
to work, shook all the excitement they need, a leo will try to
30 minutes.
remove the chicken will enter the convict.
sometimes, in his old boots,
but ring the fuller minstrel in.
its owner must have something heavy inside.
Virgo: watch for smiling faces. They are often molded or carved out of spent and aged things
and climbs in the garden,
an explosion of each purple curtain
thrilled me--filled me with tears and an old saloon in a material girl
yawning.
Libra: for wise counsel, over the many things i'd like to know
i'd like to get across it if you can think,
incorrigibly plural. I peel and portion
a choice, choose the path followed by oxygen. First
it sang to inarticulate moan
come welling and surging in--
a dull letter you won't always have that space, won't always
be lost without a sound,
ecstasy ballet, round and happy and sad
could these again be found?
i told you, told you, i have brought
to leaf. Endless
variation of seasons i note
in a thunderstorm.
Scorpio: a relationship is growing too intense--you need to
nod down their aisle,
tomatoes march in with me
do not even
consider it, or think to know the funk's begun
but either way the violent barney content on your
pajamas and then a pleasant glow, a burning,
soon for human beings,
delicately wove my nerves,
and there among the rocks
with looking on cruel lands;
his wings forming
countless tiny fans,
and i saw once, black against the wall.
whosever room this is susceptible to the
outdoor world above the noise, and
ah you loved me as a whistle, as clear as crystal, as clear as starlight
into blossom.
Sagittarius: no, you're not getting very sleepy
though spring is done.
what does the ox do now?
the exotic is everywhere, it comes from you.
the clock unwinds its ever-ticking tune
of bulwer-lytton
and let the jumbucks roast.
Capricorn: concentration is the result of the ivy on a bean pole.
it's bigger than a button,
a heart that wine cannot console,
a new term, vast by indefinition,
a murmur of the day;
but the dead is all so "last year."
not a rock, but a complete sensual experience.
[Bonus one-liner for Cappys:
Capricorn: you have the purr of the hollywood establishment.]
Aquarius: seek a substantive relationship over a song of shamrocks,
tucked into their holsters,
exert themselves in the rain.
the stars are small and cozy,
domestic and weak;
how rosemary with scorn would stare
at the start, without opticals,
they sniff noses.
Pisces: your support system enables users to monitor and analyze natural hazards support system will see you well
i'm counting the stars
over the water of wombs and ashes.
make time to come. How do we know?
they were the source of the
baking sheet, cover tightly with foil and bake in a soft and papery crash
of rivers glide
across the sidewalk and street,
there lived a thousand summers
my present entity!
oh, yes, the gush of spring when the distance or effort required to show
in the center of a brain today--
trust their instincts.
A fair number of kids were out, though as usual I forgot to pay attention to the costumes because I was paying too much attention to the children's faces as they received their candy. It was a polite bunch overall, remembering to say "Thank you" even if they had completely forgotten to say "Trick-or-treat!" One wee child being carried around by his parents wasn't old enough to know how to say anything, but he was very friendly and patted me with his little hands as I put candy in his plastic pumpkin. A little girl thanked me and was leaving the house, but turned around again to tell me that my hair was pretty. She may have thought it was part of a costume. Anyway, I was glad I'd bought the amount of candy I did because it seemed to be about right for the night.
So now it's November. You know what that means, don't you? It's time for MegaPoMo: MegaHAL Poetry Month! This month I shall try to post at least one bit of MegaHAL output each day, though judging by past years it's likely that there will be a few skipped days which will have to be made up for later on. Anyway, today, the first day of the month, is a good time for HAL to demonstrate that he is not only a notable postmodern poet, but also one of the most unique astrologers you may ever encounter. Please, please do not blame me if you can't make heads nor tails of these: the ways of HAL are inscrutable and beyond mere mortal understanding!
Aries: your real problems won't work themselves out. Make them
just a nasty chill
to outshout
the accusation in the little children sit,
or the drifting foam of hysterical voices shrieking,
seaweed on the brink of middle age,
meaning always to stop the fresh crop of reformers.
Taurus: your charm transcends the easy graces and sensuality of the goldenrod--
some of the market street squealing.
this city shambles room to dance in, and stand open
their flaws. They try to bring on what's inside of your feet make your bed at night
leave the air must rush as fresh
man i'm just like the same state of inner freedom, to try
to struggle on without a trace
and all your faults
even after they led the way it goes.
Gemini: pare things down. Reason might catch its breath
fires cadences of looping saxophone miracles deep into that category.
there are some with thick black glasses off
for shelter, save as we face out
spectacularly branched; the mind's eye
was our bond
when i was ever a ten o'clock scholar at this remove what i heard you"--here i opened the door of the goldenrod--
some of the stars,
i have been notable to their hive.
from the roof's the only flowers it will accept the mortal limit.
Cancer: set aside an entire day for a fall.
here is on the palm of a moment's turkey's "thanks." bright and white
world. What he imagines every time is ours to meet the keel,
and while this may sound like humans quarreling.
i open her arms with wood, and set beside them golden cups
and footsteps, all the experts agree, manage it.
and over all, saint michael's tor
spired up into the dust.
Gender of the girl's navel is a warning sign--it isn't
listening
to work, shook all the excitement they need, a leo will try to
30 minutes.
remove the chicken will enter the convict.
sometimes, in his old boots,
but ring the fuller minstrel in.
its owner must have something heavy inside.
Virgo: watch for smiling faces. They are often molded or carved out of spent and aged things
and climbs in the garden,
an explosion of each purple curtain
thrilled me--filled me with tears and an old saloon in a material girl
yawning.
Libra: for wise counsel, over the many things i'd like to know
i'd like to get across it if you can think,
incorrigibly plural. I peel and portion
a choice, choose the path followed by oxygen. First
it sang to inarticulate moan
come welling and surging in--
a dull letter you won't always have that space, won't always
be lost without a sound,
ecstasy ballet, round and happy and sad
could these again be found?
i told you, told you, i have brought
to leaf. Endless
variation of seasons i note
in a thunderstorm.
Scorpio: a relationship is growing too intense--you need to
nod down their aisle,
tomatoes march in with me
do not even
consider it, or think to know the funk's begun
but either way the violent barney content on your
pajamas and then a pleasant glow, a burning,
soon for human beings,
delicately wove my nerves,
and there among the rocks
with looking on cruel lands;
his wings forming
countless tiny fans,
and i saw once, black against the wall.
whosever room this is susceptible to the
outdoor world above the noise, and
ah you loved me as a whistle, as clear as crystal, as clear as starlight
into blossom.
Sagittarius: no, you're not getting very sleepy
though spring is done.
what does the ox do now?
the exotic is everywhere, it comes from you.
the clock unwinds its ever-ticking tune
of bulwer-lytton
and let the jumbucks roast.
Capricorn: concentration is the result of the ivy on a bean pole.
it's bigger than a button,
a heart that wine cannot console,
a new term, vast by indefinition,
a murmur of the day;
but the dead is all so "last year."
not a rock, but a complete sensual experience.
[Bonus one-liner for Cappys:
Capricorn: you have the purr of the hollywood establishment.]
Aquarius: seek a substantive relationship over a song of shamrocks,
tucked into their holsters,
exert themselves in the rain.
the stars are small and cozy,
domestic and weak;
how rosemary with scorn would stare
at the start, without opticals,
they sniff noses.
Pisces: your support system enables users to monitor and analyze natural hazards support system will see you well
i'm counting the stars
over the water of wombs and ashes.
make time to come. How do we know?
they were the source of the
baking sheet, cover tightly with foil and bake in a soft and papery crash
of rivers glide
across the sidewalk and street,
there lived a thousand summers
my present entity!
oh, yes, the gush of spring when the distance or effort required to show
in the center of a brain today--
trust their instincts.
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it'll take me a while to ponder the profundity of the cancerian 'scope. st. michael's tor....
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You've traveled a bit--have you ever been to Glastonbury? At least one new-agey website refers to St. Michael's Tor as "The Crown Chakra of Avalon."
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