Archives week 5 of 2006
Jan. 30, 2006 - Feb. 5, 2006
Interesting, but not particularly productive (Playing with log-files...)
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I've been somewhat frustrated with the webalizer output I've been using to review my site. It only shows the top 30 or so pages on the site, includes the search-engine's crawling in the data-set, and doesn't provide any sort of information about what things are linked together, what people are looking for, that kind of ...
About time I thought about organising the poems (A few too many to just list them out...)
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The poetry page has been growing quite a bit lately. There's now something like 170 poems up there, with just "romantic" versus "not romantic" to organise them. Not sure how to organise them, really... maybe poetry just shouldn't be organised... but then what are poetry editors doing for their daily bread? Maybe just add a ...
Dry Athena's Dreams
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I dreamed dry Athena's dreams last night
Full of artifice and dreadful mechany
How sad the goddess must be today
With such hollow dreams to fill her sleep
No heart beating no messy life
She would I'm sure rather dream of victory
Descending from the heavens
To annoint the worthy crowns
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Should I be Amazed
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Vindaloo.
Should I be amazed
Five were writing verse
Or that there were so few
Why set bloody pen to paper
But what else could you do
Awkward to Remember
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Vindaloo.
I so seldom touch another
Its awkward to remember
What they expect
When shaking hands
Counting Fractions
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Vindaloo.
Part of me worked out fractions
Counting how many times I'd been hugged
Versus a count for the average day
Part of me sang quiet tunes of joy
Listen Carefully
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Vindaloo.
If you listen carefully
You can hear the world
Screaming quietly
In your ear
Diamonds or Coal-fires
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Vindaloo.
If I write a thousand verses
Will I find a hundred gold
Or will the writing of the thousand
Turn the whole to rotten steel
Would I rather write in diamonds
Crystals pressed from darkest smoke
Or write mountains of dark coal
And wait for pressure from below
Oh the diamonds can be clever
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Crouching Teddy
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Vindaloo.
He lies in wait
Lovable teddy bear
Searching for victims
To share his unfettered joy
Scanning the crowds
Gift baskets brimming
For some cute vegetarian
Whose heart is pure
Sipping his latte
Of frothy soy
Panther Kitty
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Panther kitty I want to play
Bat words between our paws
Tease them into tangled strings
Yarns to knit new stories
Beats to play new songs
Yet the audience is there
So we must leave off our play
Others share the stage this day