Looks like we’re back again with another collaboration, just like I promised.
PMAO (or Pouring My Art Out as he is known to his to friends, business associates and proctologist) graciously decided to team up with a schmuck like me and we both worked hard in the lab to produce a comedy masterpiece about what goes into the blogging process for both of us.
Mr PMAO (or as I prefer to pronounce it ‘PewMaow’ – like an amorous cat being shot out of a cannon*) is an artist, musician, raconteur and writer (yeah, I know, I know but don’t hold the last one against him).
(*No animals were harmed in the making of this production. The cats were pretty horny though. Don’t ask me why, you don’t want to know).
I’m therefore extremely happy to announce that his debut novel has now come out.
His book is called Saloon at the Edge of Everywhere (The Otherwhere Chronicles) and it is a Sci-fi comedy/fantasy novel that should appeal to 99% of you with a funny bone – check out the link below to go to PMAO’s blog to find out more:-
You can also buy it on Amazon Kindle in the UK or US by clicking on the links below:-
Saloon at the Edge of Everywhere – Kindle (UK Version)
Saloon at the Edge of Everywhere – Kindle (US Version)
So if you don’t already, please follow his blog (http://pouringmyartout.wordpress.com/), he has entertained me many, many times and is really nice guy – what have you got to lose?
Now, let’s get cracking and stuck into another piece of poetry pie – yeehaw!
Through The Blogging Glass (by TooFullToWrite & Pouring My Art Out)
My family don’t think I’m funny, that’s why I have myself a blog
The love that I get sent from others, makes up for the hard slog
Don’t ask me what the addiction is, no doubt the answer stinks
We write this stuff because we have to, according to the shrinks
I once tried to explain this blog in specific detail to my Mom
She kind of lost interest, she’s not big on poetry or songs
So I offer myself up to you for your own unique judgement
My subject matter rings true if you’re an adult or an adolescent
I have three people residing within me; the father, son and ghost
It helps relieve the pressure that’s building every time I do a post
My mind is buzzing full of energy and perhaps a little bit of rage
Bouncing around, a crack-addicted squirrel in a very tiny cage
What will I write about today to get you foaming at the mouth?
Climbing on top of my mountain, it’s time for me to shout out
Should I make it funny, topical, dramatic, or tenderhearted?
Or should take a turkey and Photoshop on a giraffe’s head?
Oh the places I could take you, the things that I could say
Till my spittle rains upon you like a stormy ocean’s spray
So wrap your coat about you, hang on grimly to the mast
The only thing I promise you is that we will have a blast
Put the kids off to bed and then go dim down the lights
Turn your mobile off and go pour yourself a glass of wine
Strap yourself in because it will be one hell of a ride
While I regale in glorious detail of how I nearly died
The secret of having plenty of good stories to tell
Is to dance just outside of the very gates of hell
You may get banged up, and have to walk with a limp
Or almost get your face shot off by an Amsterdam pimp
It isn’t fun for me to be me, I am frantic and manic
I live my whole life in a bit of an erratic panic
Being all art-side-of-the-brain is a pain, don’t you see?
But I think you just might enjoy watching me being me
9 thoughts on “Poetic Duet With Pouring My Art Out – Poem / Poetry – “Through The Blogging Glass””
Well, you’ve answered the question “When are two guys going to have a poetic duet?” Everyone probably thought it would be me and someone. But it wasn’t, so there.
Hillaryous, and Chelseally too!
I’m still in Billawe. He came out of nowhere and boom, it was done. I’ve caught the collaboration bug from Hastywords and now I can’t get enough of it. I’m hungry for more. Just say the word Edward and I’ll happily come knocking on your door. Just make sure to turn off the booby traps and to only shoot me with rock salt if you really have to, in the leg preferably – this face has to get up for work in the morning.
Some of that might have been disturbing to other people, but not me. Okay.
Thanks, dude. This is awesome on so many levels.
It was my pleasure – thank you for mentioning me on your blog, I can’t wait to read your book.
If you haven’t ordered it yet, wait for the fix. It should be done in a matter of days.
Will do Sir, will do!
Although the unfixed version will be a collector’s item. It is mostly just lines cut off and being moved down and indented. Doesn’t really change the flow.
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