Lady Henrietta Muddling

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Darkness

September 7th 2008 02:06

Take me to the place where darkness reigns
its the only place where I can truly see

my life is littered with shadows
they seem to follow me
swallow me

swallow me

in the darkness of your mind
the darkness of your past

engulf me in a thousand lost nights
of your shattered dreams

tell me all your dirty secrets
show me all your stains
wrap me in the soiled clothing of your past
hidden like the only dress you ever owned
the one worn inside-out and back-to-front

strip me of this long black coat
woven from years of silence
and the sound of drinking alone
this coat that strangles me
cloaks my voice
and chokes my tongue

its nothing but a dark bottle
holding everything inside

set me free in the night time
of your darkest desires

our wardrobes both could tell some lurid stories
and our naked bodies, even more
but lets open the doors of our minds
read whats underneath this skin of ours

I want you to see the world through your bruised eyes
and tell you why my bleeding face
once blinded me

lets flip the switch on the brighter parts of life
sunshine, flowers and childhood innocence long gone
they cant teach me a thing
and I dont want to learn
I want to study the night sky

unleash the thunder rumbling in your troubled heart
Ill drench you in the storm clouds of my mind
lets wash ourselves down each others darkened streams

tonight would be the perfect night
for the sky is as black as our souls
the moon and stars have hand-clouds over their eyes
and over their ears

it will stop us dreaming of
what never was
what can never be

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Lets grow old together

August 9th 2008 00:49

Wrap me in your wrinkles

lets entwine our knotted limbs

like two ageing vines

wine tastes better with age

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The Day God Left Town

July 9th 2008 22:21

Beyond the bare-arsed brutality of childhood

when God leaves Christianity

in the hands of parents, and grandmothers

faint from their own hypocrisy

young girls burgeon

bursting the singlet, bursting the bra

bleeding on the inside

blossoming on the outside

Breaking their own seals, and

family ties

they go in search of love

via the highways, byways and corridors of

lust

with shameless uncertainty

rivers of unshed tears

Dry eyes are a thin film of moisture

glazing over pubescence

breaking into bloom

dewdrops trickle down the stem

Deflowered for the first time

(fumbles, open petals and flapping wings

but the buzz overpowers the bumbling

and honey is always sweet)

they get a taste for the swarm

yet survive the frenzy

and replant themselves in new fields

the virgin is reborn

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Dance With Me

July 1st 2008 18:25

Dance With Me

You laid your own axe to the forest of my dreams

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Sweaty one day, muggy the next. (Life in Qld

May 15th 2008 11:53

Raymont Road

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What's your version of trust?

May 12th 2008 11:51

Well I took a huge risk today.

This homeless man I met? I gave him the key to my place and said, "I have to go to work today, man. The place is all yours

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Mandatory Mothers' Day Post

May 10th 2008 19:37

My heart will explode and burst out of my chest if God puts any more love for motherhood into my soul ... (Can you imagine my pulsating, beating heart running down the street, in all its bleeding glory, chasing dogs and going "Woof, woof, doggy." ??? I can.

Maybe I have an imagination as fertile as a nubile young Orbler ripe for the cherry-picking? 2 minute noodles are great for a premature ejaculator like me. Give me a woman with at least some Asian heritage

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All the postie bikes have gone to sleep for the weekend

May 9th 2008 08:55

Zzzz

There's nothing like gettting a letter. Especially a hand-written one. e-mail is great, but a hand-written letter? (If you're young? You won't understand completely until you age a bit

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Tonight, there is love in the air

May 8th 2008 09:25

Even the trees smell of come

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My greatest disappointment in life is this ...

May 5th 2008 00:03

It's people ...

They're so disappointing ... they let you down all the time ... (It's okay ... I'm human .. I do it myself

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on Darkness

September 7th 2008 12:22

Damo,

Didn't mean to make you snort tea.

Have you thought about seeking counselling or going into a rehab centre?

I have to go man. I'm totally wasted tonight. What's new?

Will hopefully catch up with you on your blog tomorrow.

Comment by Lady Henrietta Muddling
on Darkness

September 7th 2008 11:10

Damo,

The real skill lies in finding out where you actually live and stalking you.

Shit, mate, I thought you knew me well enough by now to know everything I write is pure fantasy. Shit I've written stuff about having sex with a woman. Come on. Eveyone on Orble knows that's pure fantasy.

I will not be stalking you, okay?

But one more comment like that?

Na, nice to see you comment man. For a guy who's not into poetry?

I'll try to get to your posts soon ... these adult sex sites are crippling me. They have webcam.

One day? I'll write something serious on Orble. Seriously, I wlll.

Comment by Lady Henrietta Muddling
on Darkness

September 7th 2008 11:05

Kleo,

You always come up with something better than anything I write:

I can deafen you with my secrets....

I wish I'd written that.

In one line you've written a better poem than everything above.

I still thank you for your compliments, but that one line? It's actually better than my entire poem. And anyone who knows poetry would say the same.

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on Lets grow old together

August 13th 2008 10:51

D Armenta,

Well get the wine juices flowing baby ...

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on Lets grow old together

August 13th 2008 10:51

Kleo ...

I think so ... but the day a woman truly appreciates the interior of a man's soul? I'll be long dead baby ...

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on What's your version of trust?

August 13th 2008 02:23

Dusk refuses to communicate with me ...

but that's okay ... she owes me nothing ...

Comment by Lady Henrietta Muddling
on The Silence of the Lambs

August 13th 2008 00:43

Well there is the odd screenplay written from scratch that makes a great film (Cohen Bros ... Kyslowski ... a few others ...

but generally Hollywood needs a book written first ... so that the film itself has a skerrick of subtext ...

save that convo for another day ...

As to what I've been doing? Well ... I went to Qld for a few months ... I wanted to experience life as an aborted foetus ... so I worked for Aust Post ...

but I decided my life as a monkey's afterbirth was more fruitful ...

So I'm back in SA (Adelaide) doing what I do best ... dribbling shit on the net ...[without a straw ... btw ...

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on The Silence of the Lambs

August 13th 2008 00:08

Bryn,

Long time no comment. (sorry, been busy doing nothing ...

I'll chip my two bob's worth in.

Hopkin's performance in SOTL is perfect to me. Normally Doe (7) and Armenta say things I agree with, but I don't agree with hardly anything they've said about Hopkins' performance in this film ... Neither of them are half as sociopathic as I first thought ... I might never correspond with either of them again after this [just joking ...

I'm eminently qualified to judge how a sociopath acts, so don't even try to argue on this one with me ...

One of my script-doctor mates who runs the Int Film School uses this film to teach people what screenwriting is all about ... it's all about feminism and the absurdity of women trying to be equal to men ... well the day they grow penises? Bring it on ladies ...

The day women and men become equal? I'm turning gay ... Give me a flat chested woman with a penis ... Give me a tranny ...

Anyway ... can't be stuffed writing any more on the subject ... Just thought I'd call in and say hello Bryn ... Hope all is well in your world ...

Comment by Lady Henrietta Muddling
on The Day God Left Town

July 22nd 2008 01:11

Kleo,

No probs.

I wrote it for a woman who told about a bit of her life. Maybe her life parallels yours a bit. I haven't show it to her for maybe the same reason. But I felt like writing it.

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on The Day God Left Town

July 22nd 2008 01:09