Doing It Like Wild Lunatics

I want to do it with you.

But… Are you sure? You must know.
On the night of the Full Moon,
I’m a wild pink animal going from roof to roof—
I love leaping from story to story;
I like doing it while I howl.

I’m sure.
I like wild pink and stories.
I want to do it with you and howl.

But… You must see.
On the night of the Full Moon,
when Nature is high and bright,
when man sees not the light,
I like doing like an owl.

I see.
I want to do it with you—
under the Full Moon, pink and wild,
together in the bright… like owls.
Would you want to do it with me?

I think.
I want.
I do.

And they did it like lunatics,
wild and pink,
under the Full Moon,
on roofs, from story to story…
They did it like owls.

for Imaginary Garden with Real Toads 

and by the Full Moon and wild Love ;-)

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    1. You are too funny and clever. ;-)

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  2. Okay... I can't possibly top Eliora's comment! :D

    Happy Strawberry Full Moon! ❤

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    1. Happy Strawberry Full Moon and Honey Moon... I wonder how many other names this full moon has, lol!

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  3. You made this owl howl!

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  4. Your poem contains the vibrancy of the artist's work, and the repetition also works very well in conveying something of the naive spirit of the paintings.

    Just a word of caution: Guido Vedovato's work is under strict copyright, so it may be advisable to remove his pictures from your blog in favour of a link to his website.

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    1. Thanks for the warning, Kerry. I had no idea.

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    2. I'm so very glad you remarked on Guido's work and copyright. Without your warning, I would have never started a dialogue with Guido--who, I must say is a pure delight. I completely fell head over (writer's) heel for most of his paintings and I can't wait to write a short story about one that seems to have taken residency in my mind. Gracias!

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  5. That was enchanting!!!

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  6. That's my evening sorted. Thanks for the inspiration :D XXX

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    1. *hehehe* My mental picture just giggled.

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  7. This made me smile - especially "I want to do it with you and howl".

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    1. Smiles are very well regarded around these parts. ;-)

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  8. Fits the picture well. Light and funny.

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  9. Bright as the original painting. :-)

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    1. You know, "bright" was the first thing I thought about when I saw the first painting!

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  10. Surprised you need to ask twice! I will think of it as a vibrant echo catching the Light of the night! Lovely poem.

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    1. "vibrant echo catching the Light of the night." I want to taste that!

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    1. Bouncing is good for the soul.

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  12. I can't even tell you how much i enjoyed this! It's a delight from start to finish.

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    1. I haven't read a prompt from you that hasn't inspired me to write something fun and that I enjoy to no end. So thank you, Fireblossom!

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  13. Sadly, I didn't see the picture before you removed it.
    But your words are wonderful even without imagery :)

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    1. I included the links to the images. If you click on them, you'll see the delicious colors that painted the words. ;-)

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  14. Like the wild free spirit of the poem! :)

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  15. What great fun this is!! I love your depiction of the two pieces you chose! :)

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    1. All of his work is so vibrant and deliciously wild. It was not easy to choose just two.

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  16. Oh my, how completely enchanting! Do it .. do it .. do it!

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    1. Do it .. do it .. do it! We shall! ;-D

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  17. Boo, I hate the full moon! I always feel ill. And the moon is always leering in my window like a lech.

    She should learn to mind her own business! There's nothing interesting to see in here, just four white walls and a floor upholstered wall to wall in dirty laundry, dusty cobwebs, and a sleep deprived boy.

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    1. Maybe she hates you, too, and that's the reason why she continues to invade your life. Nature has quite the temper and a killer sense of humor. ;-D

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    2. Hate's a real strong word I guess, and I guess I don't hate nobody, not even the moon. Even though she's real mean to me.

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    3. She can be rather moody at times. So I totally understand. ♥

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  18. Very well composed!! Loved it!!!

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  19. Wonderful. And wild! Would love to be in your wolf pack!

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  20. Delightfully written, and I love the picture that inspired your words.
    K

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    1. Thank you, Kay. I've been enjoying the rest of the artist's work all weekend. Such colors... my Muse can't stop dancing to their tune.

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  21. Now that's one sexy poem plus I read earlier you told someone you would have a great arse showing it you turned round in that morror . . . . ROFL
    Just on my way to see your story ~ Eddie

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    1. Wish I was the owl ROFL

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    2. Señor Eddie, your words are too hilarious. I'm sure if you shoot them on the right direction you, too, will find your wild owl to howl with. ;-D

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    3. Just send me to correct compass co-ordinates!!! LOL

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  22. Well, I got echoes of 'Where the Wild Things are". I did find, when reading it aloud to kids, it was hard to keep a straight face for 'Let the Wild Rumpus Start!" This is a wild rumpus indeed!

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    1. Great minds and all.. I swear that every time I read Where the Wild Things Are I just can't stop grinning.

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  23. I really like this. It reminds me of how I speak with Cinnamon man sometimes. I ask him if he really wants it/things/life the way that I do, the only way I can offer it. And he always answers 'yes' :)

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    1. And I bet that every time he says "Yes," you grin. By the way, my bet can be based on projection. For whenever I ask my Piano Man and he says "Yes," I do grin. ;-D

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  24. I'm howling! I love this poem! ;o)

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    1. I bet your soul is all cackles and happy giggles. Howling does great for the mood. ;-D

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  25. This is great. A little north of naughty and deliciously south of saucy. "Wild Pink and Stories" made me grin for instance. I heartily approve for all the wrong reasons. Whatever they may be... Nicely written.

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    1. Wrong reasons make such delicious good.

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  26. I feel a good howl coming on...

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  27. Howling...Awesome...Wow!

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    1. Three is such a perfect number of words.

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  28. I suddenly have this overwhelming urge to howl.......;)

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    1. It's the moon. She has that effect on people. ;-D

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  29. I've just changed into a werewolf!!!!!!!!

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    1. Watch out for the silversmith!

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  30. Lovely poem... my two favorite animals!!! I'd like my baby to be born during the full moon! my little kitten or owlet )))

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    1. *crossed her finger for a full moon birth for your little kitten or owl!* I bet you can't wait to see the little face you and your D have made. ;-D

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    2. haha, precisely what me and him were talking about - how our "fruit" will look like )he is so much on the way now!
      sending love and sunshine to you!

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    3. Right back at you! ♥

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