Answers without Questions (Me)

The wonderful, not once but twice Pushcart-nominated poet and outstanding human being Val B Russell, has set up a poetic challenge on her blog Words. It involves answers to the Proust questionnaire and removal of the questions.

Here is my response (maybe not as stream of consciousness as she would like – but that would be too revealing, wouldn’t it – haha – gotta keep something hidden in the jewellery box).

Answers without Questions (Me)

What is a virtue?

a man at harmony with himself,
a man with an inner steel,
a man with reverence for women,

a woman with a funny bone,
a woman with compassion,
a woman with an ear for the music.

I have flexibility,
like a sloth, I adapt to branch structure,
as long as I can get enough sleep
within the chaos of this zoo, called life.

Friends are best loyal and honest
(though a sprinkling of white lies
can be like hundreds and thousands on buttered bread).

I have a main(s) fault but I’m waiting
for the plumber to come and fix it
boom, boom
he’s very handy is my plumber
Handy Andy is his name;
I married a plumber,
a plumber I married,
a beer plumber he turned out to be,
now that’s what I call handy.

My favourite occupation
would be to jam in syncopation,
with musos of all persuasions
and be paid for my deliverations.

harmony, peace, shalom,
freedom from strife

Were they happy days
when my children were born?
They were transcendental!

Misery is an everyday
inconsolable, prisoner of insoluble despair,
sitting on the couch with the curtains closed
waiting for the lights to go out

If I was not myself
I would be Stephen Fry,
without the fame
without the dangly bits,
I would be Stephanie Fry!

I would like to live
on the side of a mountain
in a self-sustainable commune,
but, without the hard work.

Red (with blue undertones)
is the tempered fighter in my soul,
the favoured one in the spectrum.

I love a tulip
cool and collected

Antoine de Saint-Exupéry’s
The Little Prince
superbe story
for me.

Homer, Shakespeare
(if that is who they really are)
poetic genii

My mind is in the state
of misty disarray,
dysphoria and joy.

Toleration I do have
for many faults and failings
but dipsomania is the one
that leads the pack,
taking all considerations.

If my children were possessions,
the most treasured possession they would be
but we don’t own our offspring
so photos of my children, it must be.

My greatest extravagance
is a piano I bought in advance
of learning to play
the damn thing in a way
that makes others long to sing and dance.

If I had a secret indulgence
and you asked me what it was
I would happily respond
That’s for me to know and you to find out.

19 thoughts on “Answers without Questions (Me)

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  1. LOLOLOLOL This was beyond amazing and I CANNOT wait to do the video! Hmmmm, so you would be Stephanie Fry eh? I think Antoinette Kiedis would be great pals with Stephanie!

  2. dear gabrielle,

    such a long poem, and i love the the chatter of words and the springing of hundred ideas from this poem like a supernova exploding. i am into deep thinking about what you have written about misery and your analogies of it. for me that is a wonderful description.

    i may not be able to grasp the varied essences of this poem but surely this is one of the poetic directions i would likely to explore.

    have a great day.

  3. I hear lots of voices in that poem, you have many facets to your secret indulgences that are for you to know and us to read-between-the-lines about.

    Very chipper poem! Okay, gotta go find some sprinkles and buttered bread now (almost Australian ….)

  4. i think it is one of your masterpieces gabrielle, awesome really and got me feeling electric prickles all over my skin, awesome, gorgeous, original and full of life and energy bubbling over, that is too cool! i’ll be reading it again next time i want to feel that amazing spirit a kind of joy in a way, joie de vive which you have overflowing from those words to my eyes straight to the heart

  5. Love this tumbling of intriguing words Gabrielle … I shall have to spend some time working my way back through them all to discover more of your secrets! 😉

  6. You are on a roll of brilliance at the moment. This is definitely deep, meaningful and full of humour. If I were not myself I would like to be Jimi Hendrix. But without the drugs.

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