POEM ROUNDUP FOR MAY

Number of Poems written: 41
Average number per day: 1.3
Days I didn't write a poem: 16, 17,26,27, 29,30
Revised average: 1.6
Longest poem: 31 lines (Dear Spammer)
Shortest poem: 3 lines (Haiku)
Total wordcount: 3,181

The Return Of Love, written after listening to a country song that amounted to a Harelquin Romance novel.

I left but you came back:
God knows it'd been awhile
You said me you'd just came to talk
All dressed in a new style.

You traded goth for corporatese,
You said nothing of us still remained:
There were grass stains on your knees
From when you prayed you'd be mine.

I had a new wife and brand new life
But that never bothered you at all:
Had a baby at your side -- I died a bit inside
And I found I had to kill you after all.

Cuz your baby has eyes like mine,
And I left you behind long ago
I wish I hadn't had to kill you
Cuz the law has brought me low

I had a new wife and brand new life
But that never bothered you at all:
Had a baby at your side -- I died a bit inside
And I found I had to kill you after all.

Future Vision

I was wandering through a nightmare
Of a time that had not come.
There were voices all around me
Striking me deaf, making me dumb.

I stared at the life that would be mine,
At children and a kitchen sink
Of dirty dishes and no time to think.
The baby had my diploma as a diaper
And in that moment, God I hated her,
And her happy life on her knees
And every kind of grand design.

So I ran away without a care,
Left my old life behind me undone,
Left Joe for a girl named Debbie.
No now there's no children screaming
In my dreams, just the living of a lie.

Sometimes I see someone when I look into the mirror
Sometimes I just stare and wait, heat knotted up in fear

Something tells me I'm still dreaming, and
Inside my head I'm the only one screaming
Looking desperate to the future to burn
The bridges to another one.

Fragment Based On My Mother's Teacups

Had to burn my hands to hold you
But I had no one I could sue
You're just an ugly tea cup
Better as a pot for growing up
Plants, not tea leaves; I relearn
Not to buy crap as my fingers burn.

Shadowered

There is a certain light of flesh, the
Play of stone in shadowed water, a
Singer in search of lost words, while
A fog looks for a form in patterned frost,
And there is no silence, no, but words.

Love Is --

Love is pears
	falling
from apple trees,
summer rain from blue
sky and tears of joy
	and
	skipping!
ropes and songs!
free laughter
	dancing
	dancing
	dancing	oh!
Free	and	bright

Writing Update

To have one of these, too.

Lessee....

Research for the fourth (and probably last) volume of the Shuck Cycle is mostly finishing, the bsics of the plot and characters are roaming around my head, and editing is done on Waking The Dead.

So, sometime this month I have to print off 3-4 copies of Waking The Dead and find some poor sods - err, subjects - to read it IRL and send email copies to people online for their views. I hope that'll only take 2 months or so (the time spent doing current novel) at which point I will look through all edits and redo Waking The Dead accordingly. Then I will begin sending it out to people.

And, with luck, said people will stop laughing at it in time to send back helpful rejection letters and the like :)

A repost

From here, just to help spread the word... even though no one reads this blog.

So I'm annoyed with AW being shut down. More annoyed than I realized, apparently. Scammers make me cranky. People who yell and beat their chests and throw tantrums to get what they want make me cranky. Losing valuable resources, even for a day or two, makes me cranky. Ms. Bauer's efforts have hit that lovely little triangle at the intersection of Jim's Venn Diagram of Crankiness.

So anyway, I was noticing that when you Google Barbara Bauer, the third link is the AW reposting of Writer Beware's Top 20 Worst agents.

I've also noticed that Google page ranking depends a lot on the number of links which use that particular text.

So, for example, if I were to link Barbara Bauer to the SFWA posting of the Writer Beware Top 20 list, that would cause a slight increase in the SFWA page's rank as a search result for Ms. Bauer.

Better still, the more people who include:

<a href="http://www.sfwa.org/beware/twentyworst.html">Barbara Bauer</a>

on their journals and web pages, the higher that page will move in the results, until theoretically, that might become the very first Google result.

It's just a thought. But a thought I felt should be shared. Feel free to copy and repost or link back to this entry if you feel the same.


ETA
Technorati Tag: BarbaraBauer

Magical Law (Tetractys #4)

One last
Day to burn things
By municipal law --
All of us hurrying to find the last
Witches.

Change

The caterpillar
Becoming a butterfly
While spring remains spring
And nothing changes
Except - only - everything.