Comments on: (collaborative) read write prompt #51: peel the onion http://readwritepoem.org/blog/2008/10/31/read-write-prompt-51-peel-the-onion/ Mon, 03 May 2010 01:01:02 -0500 http://wordpress.org/?v=abc hourly 1 By: Under my skin « Via Negativa http://readwritepoem.org/blog/2008/10/31/read-write-prompt-51-peel-the-onion/comment-page-1/#comment-3042 Under my skin « Via Negativa Sun, 02 Nov 2008 23:09:08 +0000 http://readwritepoem.org/?p=1074#comment-3042 [...] partial response to a ReadWritePoem prompt, “peel the onion.” It’s another experiment in open-content collaboration, which I [...] [...] partial response to a ReadWritePoem prompt, “peel the onion.” It’s another experiment in open-content collaboration, which I [...]

]]> By: Dave http://readwritepoem.org/blog/2008/10/31/read-write-prompt-51-peel-the-onion/comment-page-1/#comment-3041 Dave Sun, 02 Nov 2008 20:18:01 +0000 http://readwritepoem.org/?p=1074#comment-3041 (Sorry for the multiple responses, but I'm working on something for the Day of the Dead and thought it would be fun to share the stanzas here, too. Great prompt!) (Sorry for the multiple responses, but I’m working on something for the Day of the Dead and thought it would be fun to share the stanzas here, too. Great prompt!)

]]> By: Dave http://readwritepoem.org/blog/2008/10/31/read-write-prompt-51-peel-the-onion/comment-page-1/#comment-3032 Dave Sun, 02 Nov 2008 20:15:53 +0000 http://readwritepoem.org/?p=1074#comment-3032 Skullfinger ribrattles banjo my nightjar lids, those fictions, those nictitating membranes stretched between the Pleiades. (Say <em>what?</em>) Look, there's little else you can do with such bonewhite lies as I am heir to. (Soup? Scrimshaw?) I mean, sure, a skeleton's O.K. for morality plays. But the inescable optimism implicit in my barebones grin-- that's not me. I am what I ham what I eat. Skullfinger ribrattles banjo my nightjar lids,
those fictions, those nictitating membranes
stretched between the Pleiades. (Say what?)
Look, there’s little else you can do with such
bonewhite lies as I am heir to. (Soup?
Scrimshaw?) I mean, sure, a skeleton’s O.K.
for morality plays. But the inescable
optimism implicit in my barebones grin–
that’s not me. I am what I ham what I eat.

]]> By: Holly D http://readwritepoem.org/blog/2008/10/31/read-write-prompt-51-peel-the-onion/comment-page-1/#comment-3038 Holly D Sun, 02 Nov 2008 19:27:12 +0000 http://readwritepoem.org/?p=1074#comment-3038 if she carries enough chips eventually they will become too heavy to hold or swallow or chew or lug in a massive bag she will have to start letting them fall away if she carries enough chips
eventually they will become
too heavy to hold or swallow or
chew or lug in a massive bag
she will have to start letting them
fall away

]]> By: Nicole Nicholson http://readwritepoem.org/blog/2008/10/31/read-write-prompt-51-peel-the-onion/comment-page-1/#comment-3036 Nicole Nicholson Sun, 02 Nov 2008 17:07:26 +0000 http://readwritepoem.org/?p=1074#comment-3036 onions have layers ogres have layers I have layers I hope that I am not so hideous in your sight that you run from unseen green skin, horns, and strange trumpet ears I also hope that I don't make you cry as you peel me away so peel back all of the layers thin by thin skin by skin and there's the quivering soul at the core holding out a single rose hoping you'll take it from my fingers onions have layers
ogres have layers
I have layers
I hope that I am not so
hideous in your sight
that you run from unseen green
skin, horns, and strange trumpet ears
I also hope that I don’t
make you cry
as you peel me away
so peel back all of the layers
thin by thin
skin by skin
and there’s the quivering soul
at the core
holding out a single rose
hoping you’ll take it from my fingers

]]> By: Dave http://readwritepoem.org/blog/2008/10/31/read-write-prompt-51-peel-the-onion/comment-page-1/#comment-3030 Dave Sun, 02 Nov 2008 16:45:22 +0000 http://readwritepoem.org/?p=1074#comment-3030 I go slow because I can, practicing non-attachment: pieces of me stick to whoever gets too close & must be surgically removed. Trees are my main weakness. You may have seen me high in an elm, sihouetted against the night sky like the moon's bucktoothed twin. I find a mate once a year on the coldest night in January, & our duet makes even the coyotes cower in their dens. I go slow because I can,
practicing non-attachment:
pieces of me stick to whoever gets too close
& must be surgically removed.
Trees are my main weakness.
You may have seen me high in an elm,
sihouetted against the night sky
like the moon’s bucktoothed twin.
I find a mate once a year
on the coldest night in January,
& our duet makes even the coyotes
cower in their dens.

]]> By: Dave http://readwritepoem.org/blog/2008/10/31/read-write-prompt-51-peel-the-onion/comment-page-1/#comment-3028 Dave Sun, 02 Nov 2008 16:25:18 +0000 http://readwritepoem.org/?p=1074#comment-3028 One Sunday morning kids sneak onto the construction site nothing but a cage of studs & trusses with a floor they play upon for hours running from room to imaginary room the whole world close enough to touch. One Sunday morning
kids sneak onto the construction site
nothing but a cage of studs & trusses
with a floor they play upon for hours
running from room to imaginary room
the whole world close enough to touch.

]]> By: Jeeves http://readwritepoem.org/blog/2008/10/31/read-write-prompt-51-peel-the-onion/comment-page-1/#comment-3027 Jeeves Sun, 02 Nov 2008 16:09:12 +0000 http://readwritepoem.org/?p=1074#comment-3027 Beneath the Warm smiles And pleasant gestures The radar eyes Scans the forgotten creases Ruffled hair and Smirks at clandestine getaways Beneath the
Warm smiles
And pleasant gestures
The radar eyes
Scans the forgotten creases
Ruffled hair and
Smirks at clandestine getaways

]]> By: yuzublizzard http://readwritepoem.org/blog/2008/10/31/read-write-prompt-51-peel-the-onion/comment-page-1/#comment-3029 yuzublizzard Sun, 02 Nov 2008 10:50:27 +0000 http://readwritepoem.org/?p=1074#comment-3029 We meet for early lunch. Amidst The line of white cheese sandwiches I interrupt with a warm bowl Perfuming of foreign lands. Back in my office I leave the door Open for you to peak Over my shoulder, onto My multicolored screen. We meet for early lunch. Amidst
The line of white cheese sandwiches
I interrupt with a warm bowl
Perfuming of foreign lands.
Back in my office I leave the door
Open for you to peak
Over my shoulder, onto
My multicolored screen.

]]> By: gautami tripathy http://readwritepoem.org/blog/2008/10/31/read-write-prompt-51-peel-the-onion/comment-page-1/#comment-3031 gautami tripathy Sun, 02 Nov 2008 07:32:33 +0000 http://readwritepoem.org/?p=1074#comment-3031 ribbons of her thoughts tie her down. sometimes with meticulous care others, barely so strainer of her mind filters out what ails her survivor that she is now but with austerity takes out the inherent spirit of hers ribbons of her thoughts
tie her down. sometimes
with meticulous care
others, barely so
strainer of her mind
filters out what ails her
survivor that she is now
but with austerity takes out
the inherent spirit of hers

]]> By: Rethabile http://readwritepoem.org/blog/2008/10/31/read-write-prompt-51-peel-the-onion/comment-page-1/#comment-3033 Rethabile Sun, 02 Nov 2008 06:30:24 +0000 http://readwritepoem.org/?p=1074#comment-3033 He sits in a corner like a wombat and watches the flow of people, the shuffle of feet with their different sounds according to the shoe and to the shape of the person's face, to how the line of their lip curves into the morning He sits in a corner
like a wombat and watches the flow
of people, the shuffle of feet
with their different sounds
according to the shoe
and to the shape of the person’s face,
to how the line of their lip
curves into the morning

]]> By: rob kistner http://readwritepoem.org/blog/2008/10/31/read-write-prompt-51-peel-the-onion/comment-page-1/#comment-3034 rob kistner Sun, 02 Nov 2008 04:49:56 +0000 http://readwritepoem.org/?p=1074#comment-3034 unseen the gossamer curtain’s fall that divides the soul's duality divergent commonality a polarized reality through which truth stumbles blind unseen
the gossamer curtain’s
fall
that divides
the soul’s duality
divergent commonality
a polarized reality
through which
truth stumbles blind

]]> By: jillypoet http://readwritepoem.org/blog/2008/10/31/read-write-prompt-51-peel-the-onion/comment-page-1/#comment-3035 jillypoet Sun, 02 Nov 2008 03:37:00 +0000 http://readwritepoem.org/?p=1074#comment-3035 The patrolman's beam blinds the stars, in her eyes his own reflection. He stands above the mirror looks down into her pupils. One of us can learn a thing or two tonight but someone must release the light. The patrolman’s beam blinds the stars,
in her eyes his own reflection.
He stands above the mirror
looks down into her pupils.
One of us can learn
a thing or two tonight
but someone must release the light.

]]> By: Christine http://readwritepoem.org/blog/2008/10/31/read-write-prompt-51-peel-the-onion/comment-page-1/#comment-3037 Christine Sun, 02 Nov 2008 02:40:35 +0000 http://readwritepoem.org/?p=1074#comment-3037 When she stopped eating meat she noticed the shoes, the belts, the bags made of leather, felt a shiver when she eyed the skin stretched over the couch, the ottoman. When she stopped eating meat
she noticed the shoes, the belts,
the bags made of leather,
felt a shiver when she eyed
the skin stretched
over the couch, the ottoman.

]]> By: carolee http://readwritepoem.org/blog/2008/10/31/read-write-prompt-51-peel-the-onion/comment-page-1/#comment-3039 carolee Sun, 02 Nov 2008 00:41:23 +0000 http://readwritepoem.org/?p=1074#comment-3039 the little girl likes chocolate ice cream most of all. her favorite possession is a yellow bike with a banana seat, plastic basket and streamers gleaming from the handlebars. she reads old men's minds and chapter books by judy blume. the little girl likes chocolate ice cream
most of all. her favorite possession
is a yellow bike with a banana seat, plastic
basket and streamers gleaming
from the handlebars. she reads
old men’s minds and chapter books
by judy blume.

]]> By: Dana http://readwritepoem.org/blog/2008/10/31/read-write-prompt-51-peel-the-onion/comment-page-1/#comment-3043 Dana Sat, 01 Nov 2008 22:39:17 +0000 http://readwritepoem.org/?p=1074#comment-3043 (And thank you, Holly, for this great prompt!) (And thank you, Holly, for this great prompt!)

]]> By: Dana http://readwritepoem.org/blog/2008/10/31/read-write-prompt-51-peel-the-onion/comment-page-1/#comment-3044 Dana Sat, 01 Nov 2008 22:25:13 +0000 http://readwritepoem.org/?p=1074#comment-3044 I move through the world rough as a rope, taught as all the promises I’ve ever made. I lean into you, whisper. You step out from behind your executive desk and tell me I smell like oatmeal and your mother. I move through the world
rough as a rope, taught as all
the promises I’ve ever made.
I lean into you, whisper.
You step out from behind
your executive desk and tell me
I smell like oatmeal and your mother.

]]> By: Nathan http://readwritepoem.org/blog/2008/10/31/read-write-prompt-51-peel-the-onion/comment-page-1/#comment-3045 Nathan Sat, 01 Nov 2008 10:23:47 +0000 http://readwritepoem.org/?p=1074#comment-3045 Block the fist, ease egos, broker detente. Bandage wounds. Tend the bruise, the insult, the scab. Glue and mop. Grab at time like dropped money. Block the fist, ease egos,
broker detente. Bandage
wounds. Tend the bruise,
the insult, the scab. Glue
and mop. Grab at time like
dropped money.

]]> By: Wendy http://readwritepoem.org/blog/2008/10/31/read-write-prompt-51-peel-the-onion/comment-page-1/#comment-3040 Wendy Fri, 31 Oct 2008 18:10:45 +0000 http://readwritepoem.org/?p=1074#comment-3040 I'd definitely be a colossal Vidalia Onion! W. Brannen Director Vidalia Onion Committee VidaliaOnion.org I’d definitely be a colossal Vidalia Onion!

W. Brannen
Director
Vidalia Onion Committee
VidaliaOnion.org

]]> By: Donald Harbour http://readwritepoem.org/blog/2008/10/31/read-write-prompt-51-peel-the-onion/comment-page-1/#comment-3026 Donald Harbour Thu, 30 Oct 2008 11:48:39 +0000 http://readwritepoem.org/?p=1074#comment-3026 A reflection in the mirror was it you or me A reflection in the mirror was it you or me

]]>