Blood and Guts: Helena Lazaro
Healing
November 3, 2005 11:25 PM

Self-inflicted

Every man that wounded me
I carry him
like a stone in my pocket
I begin to sink
from the collective weight

Until
I take one out
and examine it
I see
his face
is my face
his weapon
I forged it
his cruelty
was approved
by inaction

A forfeiture
that I reclaim

The stone vanishes

I pull out
another

Bonus poem added 12:02am

Bachelorette Pad

Tonight
I justified
eating ice cream
out of the carton
because
all the dishes
are finally clean
and I didn't want
to spoil it


More poetry
Comments

You should keep
your day job

Just putting
a couple words
per line
doesn't make it
poetry

Posted by: Jerky McJerkerson on November 4, 2005 08:10 AM

Just because
you can hide behind a computer screen
And some sort of quasi-witty moniker
Does not make a poetry Ebert
you be


Personally, Helena, I liked both of them, especially Bachelorette Pad. Made for a refreshing funny giggle within the walls of my beige cubicle asylum.

Posted by: Kristi on November 4, 2005 09:01 AM

love them!

:) sizz

Posted by: ms. sizzle on November 4, 2005 11:22 AM

Well, I'd like to ask you what you DO think makes good poetry, I take constructive criticism very well.

p.s. I have no intention of quitting my dayjob. Although I've been published and paid for it, poets don't make a whole lot of money.

Posted by: Helena on November 4, 2005 11:48 AM

Jerky, I love you because of what my Dad calls contractual obligations, but that doesn't mean I have to like you.

Posted by: Jesus on November 4, 2005 02:18 PM

You don't have to pick up every stone that catches your eye. And you don't have to put every stone you pick up, into your pocket. Chucking stones into nearby bodies of water is much fun!

Posted by: Eddie on November 4, 2005 02:21 PM

I really liked both, whether "true" poetry or not.

Posted by: claire on November 4, 2005 02:35 PM

how easily we let those stones pile up right?

i agree with eddie, go spelunking with them! a nice dastardly polluted river should do nicely. just think of all the nasty particulates that will take care of those forged weapons.

Posted by: ceity on November 4, 2005 03:18 PM

HEY!!

WHo the What the?!?

I hope you guys dont think that Jackass is ME!

If I was going to complain, I would've said that all poetry should rhyme (I'm down with Suess) and that there aren't nearly enough pictures of Helena's eyes to go along with it.

*ahem*
(hint hint)

Jerky McJerkisomethin..?!?

C'mon people, would I REALLY pick a name like that?

I'm the Jerk OF All Trades baby....I got nuthin but Luuuuuuv for ya!

Posted by: Jerk Of All Trades on November 4, 2005 05:38 PM

HEY!!

WHo the What the?!?

I hope you guys dont think that Jackass is ME!

If I was going to complain, I would've said that all poetry should rhyme (I'm down with Suess) and that there aren't nearly enough pictures of Helena's eyes to go along with it.

*ahem*
(hint hint)

Jerky McJerkisomethin..?!?

C'mon people, would I REALLY pick a name like that?

I'm the Jerk OF All Trades baby....I got nuthin but Luuuuuuv for ya!

Posted by: Jerk Of All Trades on November 4, 2005 05:39 PM

JerkyMcJerkerson??? sounds like a real stupid Mc Donalds Halloween promotion...
And to have the nerve to impersonate "Jerk of All Trades"...who loves Helena's eyes...!!!
What does he knows about poetry??? (Jerky that is)
And what does he knows about CUBAN JUJU?
I thought I could rest after Halloween...I see I can't.
Be right back...have one more Jerk/Stone to take care of...
Don't mess with my baby!!!
Tipsy the JUJU Queen

Posted by: tipsy on November 4, 2005 06:57 PM

I have the greatest backup a girl could ever want :) You guys are so wonderful to me.

Jerky, it's on. I've got friends in Boston. And juju has no earthly bounds.

Posted by: Helena on November 5, 2005 03:28 AM

Poetry in my opinion is what we think it is. It is not what others think it is. The outcome of poetry is what the author was feeling at the time.

We have our own interpretations, and each one is unique. We may express different opinions but, each one is poetry in it of itself. The best thing about it is WE are FREE to express ourselves. We have choices: To read, or not to read; to give constructive criticism, or destructive criticism; to think before we speak, or not to think before we speak, and not worry about what others feel. These are just few choices we have as a human being.

I found your site by accident, and I’m glad I found it. I’m now one of your readers, and I hope you keep writing. I enjoyed my stay, and will read more or your posts in the future.

Movie Performer

Posted by: Movie Performer on November 5, 2005 01:26 PM

Poetry doesn't have to rhyme if it has rhythm and yours always has rhythm.

Thanks for that - Ice cream from the carton indeed, tonight - with extra caramel.

Posted by: Rachel on November 7, 2005 06:00 PM

Fucking christ, I take a few days off and someone forgets to lock the back door and all these Chachis wander in. That'll teach me.

Posted by: bill on November 9, 2005 12:42 PM
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