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To formulate upon your plate
The needed state to deviate
From what would otherwise be your fate
Don’t hesitate — procrastinate?
No, levitate, over that gate!
And out of those blasted, plaguing straits
While others they wait and cogitate
You descry confusion and translate
The incorrigible beat of the sun’s heart rate
And the time and date you contemplate
As it twists the arm in a fierce stalemate
On a sliding scale one must navigate
Cards held to the chest as your eyes dilate
Yet the fickle finger it does dictate
A story so far only you narrate
Full of pain and pleasures that tessellate
Whilst wrestling Moirae on a true blind date
On a spinning plate you skitter and skate
An axel jump as the hips gyrate
A lift and a lunge with life’s teammates . . .
Forever more in a figure of fate.
Esme's Cloud 
I rapped it in a mirror, just like your tags suggest, Esme, wearing, again at your tag suggestion, my transcendental tutu too to tool myself up for the whole experience, psychologically. Did you know that A figure of fate anagrammatically transposes into Fatigue of fear? No, neither did I. Anyway, the whole thing worked well, upon reflection, particularly so after I pulled my trousers down to reveal my C&A grots, rear-side, and did that pointy thing with the fingers, elbows out, getting down with my funky bad self, far as the hips would permit. Had to hang on to the Zimmer frame quick sharp in between finger gestures, though. You’re like a cross between John Cooper-Clarke and Iggy Azalea, you are. Which do you resemble most, would you say?
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I’m laughing away here Hariod, hoping I haven’t caused you any lasting damage bopping and hip-hopping away on that zimmer fame of yours!
‘Fatigue of Fear’. Interesting that, I like it – pockets it for supper.
“You’re like a cross between John Cooper-Clarke and Iggy Azalea, you are. Which do you resemble most, would you say?” – I had to go and look Iggy up, the only one I know is Mr Pop. Having mulled upon it, I;d say I’m clearly floating behind John here –
And he’s really quite something so honoured I am too. No offence to Iggy A, but I don’t know her from a box of spanners.
Thank you for all that effort H, sterling support as ever – beams a smile his way
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Does Rosie Roo rap?
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She’s in a barbershop quartet, (the tenor of course), and wanders around rehearsing her howls all the time. The song at present she’s perfecting is ‘Lovecats’ by The Cure.
She’s bloody terrible at it.
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What a missed opportunity to use fornicate 😀
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I’ll bet that’s the fifth time today you’ve used that sentence.
Hahahahahaha.
Esme subtler than he thinks upon the Cloud
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HA!!!!
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A rhyme scheme of A with 21 schemed lines and 29 instances, by my eye count. 🙂
As Tiger Tony oft states: “Grrreat!
Speaking of words that rhyme with Waits, there is this scheme:
“I’ve been 86ed from your scheme
I’m in a melodramatic nocturnal scene
I’m a refugee from a disconcerted affair
As the lead pipe morning falls
And the waitress calls
(chorus)”
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Thanking you kindly Bill for that. Mr Waits now added to John Cooper Clarke on the guest list of the Cloud’s partay ce soir, and speaking of him, which I now happily am, I recall enjoying immensely a film by Jim Jarmusch named ‘Night on Earth’ from way back when. He wrote the soundtrack and sang all the tunes and it really is all quite an experience. I’d forgotten entirely of the existence of said filum until this very moment! Or that moment at least – points back to a few moments before which is when she recalled it all, before, before that and that of course.
Worth checking out in every respect. – nods and shakes Bill’s hand happily
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I shall set an alarum for this filum ce soir 🙂 I am listening to Night on Earth while composing this reply. Jarmusch’s “Coffee and Cigarettes” is one of my top-drawer favorites, so it’s time to view more of Jim’s stuff tout de suite.
A venue, not confusable with Avenue, with Waits and Clarke fits the pod of peas very well indeed. My late wife and I saw Tom Waits on November 15, 1976 in Cincinnati. A quite fine performance and wonderful memory. 1976 was a few moments ago, but easily reached via my steampunk time machine. Self-promotion here:
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Good man nods. Jim’s films always lie on the more creative and unusual side of the tracks I find. Not long ago I watched a more recent one of his –
‘Only Lovers Left Alive’
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1714915/
Tilda Swinton, (a wonderful actress) plays opposite Tom Hiddleston doing his best impersonation of Gary Oldman (this is not to say he isn’t good in the role, for he suits it well). Loved the whole shebang and the title is a clever one too. So, another recommendation Bill, but don’t feel you need watch them all, I’m always linking my favourite things together as one word leads to another and I slip off down another path singing to myself – beams.
Self promotion is always welcomed here upon the Cloud sir, and a fine link it is too. Being a fan of Steampunk there was a little extra eye candy in there for Esme as well.
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I fancy creative, unusual and surprising too, so OLLA intrigues me already…tossed in an ellipsis to click on your link. So far so intriguing, that what I say. BTW, Lisa is also a voice-activated font of knowledge on great film (those films that do not grate). Detours become retours. Wowsers, I’ve just discovered that retour is French for “return.” Such a fine encounter (or encountour)
🙂
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A fine pair you make then, and happy I am to hear of it – nods smiling and waving at Lisa
You speak of (and in, but not under) French and just as I am answering your comment someone else has just commented on another of my posts with a poem entirely in that very same language! That’s a tunr up for the books, and a pleasant one too.
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Ooooo, I love this Esme! You are phenomenal I say! ❤
When I first started lapping-up this wonderful prose, I couldn’t help but begin singing, singing like Michael Hutchence — in all the tight black clothing! — imagining you being swooned, short of breath, and BARELY able to mediate while I throw around paper signs…
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Phenominal no less! Thank you Prof, twirls around and bows at the end smiling broadly
Michael. Yes, he had the same kind of charisma as J.D.M I’d say. You’ve linked the poem and the song good and proper there, and as I had the album and played it until the needle wore blunt I should really fess up and say it was behind the prose . . . but as it genuinley wasn’t behind it I won’t hahahahaha. Or it was very subliminal if so – nods. Great song mind. I’ve swapped your link for another to the video as yours wasn’t working here possibly due to this being the UK.
This is my favourite mind you – such lyrics, strings, architecture — great stuff.
Thank you for commenting Professor, I’m really pleased you enjoyed the poem – smiles
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I love “Tear Us Apart” equally so. Excellent selection Esme. (warm smile with another kindred spirit)
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Hariod beat me to the punch. Although, honestly, I didn’t stand in front of the mirror as he (and I admire him for it). I rapped seated, reading off the computer monitor and was tickled just the same and without the dangers of physical damage to myself. I think. Though there is that kink in my back, I may need to hold you to account.
Anyway, your wordcraft, as I’ve said before or something similar, and warrants repeating, is far above the rest. Your talents are an exceptional skill, as demonstrated here and elsewhere, and the envy of us who only pretend to poetry. And the poetry masters themselves, if they dare to admit.
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I’m impressed at your dedication to the Cloud there Peter and hope everyone puts as much effort in when reading it aloud, which happens every time of course. laughs
“Though there is that kink in my back, I may need to hold you to account.” – Please forward all complaints to Esme’s solicitors – Disturbed, Confused and Bilious of Oxford.
“Your talents are an exceptional skill” – Thank you in spades Peter, all those words for me and my writing make it worth the all the hair-pulling and yowling in their construction. – hugs him x
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Disturbed, Confused and Bilious — Incisive solicitors since 1066. 🙂
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Did you say Tilda Swinton?
Some incorrigible beat there too.
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Yes, oh yes indeed.
‘Are you positive you aren’t a man?‘ he would ask anxiously, and she would echo,
‘Can it be possible you’re not a woman?‘ and then they must put it to the proof without more ado. For each was so surprised at the quickness of the other’s sympathy, and it was to each such a revelation that a woman could be as tolerant and free-spoken as a man, and a man as strange and subtle as a woman, that they had to put the matter to the proof at once.
Orlando, by Virginia Woolf
“Same person . . . just a different sex” – I love that film, it was the first time I saw her act in anything, and I’ve found her quite mesmerising ever since.
Nice clip sir.
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Thank you for Orlando upon the cloud.
I am still stuck on Jarman for some reason. I may never graduate to the rest humanity has to offer.
erratum:
Esme sits with Prospero watching humanity upon the cloud
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Then things will most certainly never be dull. – smiles
Humanity can wait.
recensere:
Esme sits with Prospero watching humanity upon the cloud eating sticky buns
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