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An exercise in Rictameter. I think. (muwahahaha) It is very difficult to describe a relationship with a man who is in the oil industry in Canada. The "Rig" steals them away....see if you can pick up what I'm putting down... View table of contents...

 

Submitted: Feb 1, 2008    Reads: 129    Comments: 18    Likes: 7   


Rig Pig
black conduit

shiny silver buckle
veiled deep in the cold dark ground
iron maiden the vulgar seductress
her elbow strikes him in the heart
equal rate in the hole
acidic love
Rig Pig 

 

Your love
her pipe emits
the sweetest stench and her
fingers wear gold rings and her breath
rich saccharine capable to charm you
comatose by her catching face
rigid bitch succinct hold
iron maiden
Your love 

 

Loyal
Avaricious
dawn this deftness for his
focal vitality she won’t
unfetter her hold and stride aside nor
silence her scream and make manner
for his tangible sprite
to match her sport
Loyal


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this is a tough one. i think it get the whole concept of being seduced by the oil, by the lust and avarice that comes with it. am i on the right track? i was never good at diciphering poems.

waiting for succint :).

Posted: Feb 1, 2008

Author Comment:

an oil rig is a nasty seductress in a relationship...the wealth, the adrenaline, the time away...you should see succinct in it...thanks for reading btw...

Pretty deep water

Posted: Feb 1, 2008

Author Comment:

someone must.

um, well, like eraser I believe I get the whole concept..you use alot of wording that I am not familiar with...you may be a little too classy for my brain LOL! well, I never finished high school though I do like your style and I know that those who are smarter tham I will truly appreciate this alot* continue on..... glad you have found a home here...have fun....katie

Posted: Feb 2, 2008

Author Comment:

Thanks for reading...

Wow! i see what you mean when u asked me to read this. Brilliant stuff.

Posted: Feb 2, 2008

Author Comment:

...this is an addictive subject and it's always intriguing to personify. Thank you so much for sharing your poem too, because it captured me.

makes total sense now. don't know how i missed succinct. i must have been tired. great poem.

Posted: Feb 4, 2008

Author Comment:

thanks.

Classy Peach I can see the "likenesses" in our two poems in that the man's profession can be all consuming. However there are also differences - mine is soft, earthy, little money involved, more "countrified" I guess (and many people would not understand that men on the land can be totally consumed and taken away at nights on their job) whereas Rig Pig describes well a completely different life style of money and power and adrenalin fix etc. You also are a very good poet by the way - there is a "difficulty" aspect to the way you use words that captivates the reader to re-read and understand.

Posted: Feb 15, 2008

Author Comment:

Thanks for stopping by! And thank you for the compliment, i may have *blushed* a little...maybe.

D'you know Peach - sometimes after reading your poems I have to go and have a little lie down. As rich and intense as ever.

Posted: Mar 7, 2008

Author Comment:

Oh this sparked a smile across the miles like you wouldn't believe. yay! still grinning.....

Rapunzel Rapunzel pour down your greasy mane and let me hither once more towards your slimy wealth .
Respect

Posted: Mar 11, 2008

Author Comment:

Perfect.

Been reading and reading and reading this. Took it apart in a word document, even. I really really like progression of the verses. Your personification of the rig is awesome.
The last verse... "make manner/ for his tangible sprite/ to match her sport/" Is this pointing to the narrator being unable to compete with the rig? Like she's not being given the chance by the rig?

Posted: Mar 19, 2008

Author Comment:

Absolutely. Soft sigh.
Thank you so much Tina.

Wow, I really like this - everything about it. The style (obviously, since now I am addicted to it! haha), the words you chose, the story, everything. You really do have a talent. Many of your poems make me bend my brain in ways not many do, but I like that. :)

Posted: Jun 15, 2008

Author Comment:

I like bending my own mind too.
Thanks so much! This poem is incredibly special to me.

I really like your stuff! I got a dual image with Iron Maiden; One was Eddie from the band Iron Maiden which once again added your dark touch through out everything for me. Quite cool. Plus she was kind of forceful and dark kind of like the band again. She kind of over powered that rig pig, took him over and did him in a very sexy way that rigid, sexy bitch, Iron Maiden, his love.

Posted: Jul 7, 2008

Author Comment:

You got it brother.

I get also that the oil rig thing. I take it you resent her cold steel not only stealing your man spinning his eyes green with greed and drive for her, leaving you to deal with empty veins longing. That Iron Bitch! lol. Melt her down and go to hydrogen! hehe.

Posted: Jul 7, 2008

Author Comment:

THank you so much for all your attention and wonderful commentary. Cool.

I can see the rig as a huge painting with a woman fighting to be free of it. I like the rig pig/ rigid bitch/acidic love/tangible sprite lines they seem to pin it. Another strong one Ms Peach

Posted: Jul 29, 2008

Author Comment:

My god! You're reading all my junk! Aaaah!
I like your idea. It would have to be dark like Goya.

Thanks so much Ken Simm.

Los Capricious

Posted: Jul 30, 2008

Author Comment:

Never heard of it, but I may have heard it.
The search is on.

i'm going to lay on my sun lounger in the garden , with a chilled beer , something to nibble on and read this again . it is quite brilliant ,
terry

Posted: Jul 30, 2008

Author Comment:

Aw Terry. Thanks so much.
You are a lucky duck to be chilling out today.
Peach works. sigh.

so does terry but i get shifts off in the week and work weekends sometimes .

Posted: Jul 30, 2008

Author Comment:

thank god. you're not independently wealthy.

This reminds me of those power-epics like Giant, Gone With The Wind and Let There Be Blood. There's so many webs and double edges in life. Thankfully there's poetry to express this hungry wilderness. hahaha
Very good stuff, as usual.

Posted: Jul 31, 2008

Author Comment:

Thank you.

Well penned. I enjoyed reading this and I will come back again soon. Your writing is amazing.

Posted: Nov 18, 2008

Author Comment:

You're so sweet.
No wonder he likes you.
Or, lerrrrvvvvvves you.



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