tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187683434790070953.post8113756833023934025..comments2024-01-30T03:00:57.176-08:00Comments on Lyrics & Maladies: Roadiejoaquin carvelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03193680725157157864noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187683434790070953.post-89255188763428832292009-05-30T10:38:05.470-07:002009-05-30T10:38:05.470-07:00This was one cool piece.. it flows real nice-This was one cool piece.. it flows real nice-Kilauea Poetryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10565265326716182821noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187683434790070953.post-78067093552639262182009-05-29T08:35:36.392-07:002009-05-29T08:35:36.392-07:00Oh, and if you mosey on over to my blog by Monday ...Oh, and if you mosey on over to my blog by Monday 8:00 Central Time, you can get in on the CD give-away I've got going on!Jannie Funsterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11595786402510366043noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187683434790070953.post-85950623551701709042009-05-29T08:31:46.304-07:002009-05-29T08:31:46.304-07:00Joaquin, you are a true true talent. What an amaz...Joaquin, you are a true true talent. What an amazing way with words that cut straight to the core of everything you have! Bravo. <br /><br />At some point I want to link you in some kind of post on my blog, because so many more people need to be in on the little word-treasure of you! Can't say exactly when or how said link-up will be, but when the stars are just rightly aligned with the thumb of Michigan it will shall come to pass, my talented friend.Jannie Funsterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11595786402510366043noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187683434790070953.post-16098863618884836792009-05-29T06:02:30.087-07:002009-05-29T06:02:30.087-07:00it wasn’t desperation but it didn’t make much sens...it wasn’t desperation but it didn’t make much sense; we had nothing else to offer and we offered no defense we just kept the tires burning<br />and we kept the headlights on as it all flew by like fence posts - all we ever got was gone...<br /><br /><br />Joaquin,i probably wasn't born at the time this poem is set, but feels like i am going along on the senseless, reckless trip.<br />i love how you shift from one subject matter to another with the grace of a trout. (erm, that was meant as a compliment. am watching Nat geo right now... )Amritorupa Kanjilal https://www.blogger.com/profile/05297857308903060458noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187683434790070953.post-24180740933097554532009-05-28T16:51:18.432-07:002009-05-28T16:51:18.432-07:00Your work is truly a cut above, Joaquin. In this o...Your work is truly a cut above, Joaquin. In this one, your words carry the poem at breakneck speed, blowing through the towns, flying by "like fenceposts". I like these lines:<br /><br />"it wasn't desperation<br />but it didn't make much sense;<br />we had nothing else to offer<br />and we offered no defense" and<br /><br />"We bought some rounds<br />we made some friends<br />Black coffee and <br />carcinogens". (I have to smile at that one, thinking of K. and her 1972 comment...)<br /><br />The whole thing does have that feel, from the black Trans Am to the friends whipped by loose ends. <br /><br />I love this. I think you must be a very interesting and versatile person. I know you're a great poet.Karenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12003379181294550035noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187683434790070953.post-28296927855556695652009-05-28T16:43:51.132-07:002009-05-28T16:43:51.132-07:00I had to read this twice because the first read, I...I had to read this twice because the first read, I got so caught up in listening to the changing rhythm between the stanza, the switch to double time, that I lost what I was reading. Then I read again, and it just takes me into a world of living that I left behind 35 years ago. Thank god. It seems K feels the same... You still havent' answered my question in regards to 'the year' but maybe this is a clue? Should I sleuth? I am in awe of your stelth at this craft, your lyrical rhythmic flow, and the brutal honesty with which you address subjects.Catherine Viberthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01354073276671196477noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187683434790070953.post-35409004762283684762009-05-28T15:28:28.735-07:002009-05-28T15:28:28.735-07:00Oh, this feels like 1972.
This has great thrust a...Oh, this feels like 1972.<br /><br />This has great thrust and momentum. Living this would be like physically becoming the poem itself. It is so familiar, the scene, the feelings, the impetus of it all!<br /><br />Here are few standout lines for me:<br /><br />we broke a sweat<br />we borrowed time<br />and danced on<br />someone else’s dime<br /><br />we just kept the tires burning<br />and we kept the headlights on<br />as it all flew by like fenceposts -<br />all we ever got was gone<br /><br />You amaze me - the depths at which you level your lines! How do you capture moments that I thought only I lived and dreamed?K.Lawson Gilberthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11204234196229710524noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187683434790070953.post-6434560984807220742009-05-28T13:05:24.153-07:002009-05-28T13:05:24.153-07:00You've captured the essence of a roadie very well ...You've captured the essence of a roadie very well here. Enjoyed reading this one! Keep writing!!!Opaquehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01673267899145564334noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187683434790070953.post-76558368344430560072009-05-28T11:41:27.973-07:002009-05-28T11:41:27.973-07:00Oh wow. The last stanza sure struck home.Oh wow. The last stanza sure struck home.RachelWhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18225401230724459199noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7187683434790070953.post-45369943751048681782009-05-28T08:37:54.867-07:002009-05-28T08:37:54.867-07:00Dark. Superb. Absolutely wonderful.
My fav. part ...Dark. Superb. Absolutely wonderful.<br /><br />My fav. part was <br />We bought some rounds<br />we made some friends<br />black coffee and<br />carcinogens<br />we broke some bones<br />we did some time<br />sold our watches<br />and our prime"<br /><br />Loved it a lot!Aniket Thakkarhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18311954967682696734noreply@blogger.com