Alphabet of Ending Love (Inspiration Point)

Jennifer, this is brilliant - I think it's hard enough to write with restrictions or within certain guidelines; even harder to make it work. Bonus points for excellent use of xenon :O)

Hmmm, I confess I don't really know if I am using it quite correctly, since the word is new to me! I was going to wimp out and use an 'e-' at the end of the preceding line, then start the line with 'xcite' and be crap about the rigidity, but then I decided to do some proper research until I found a suitable 'x' word!

Thank you for the kind comment, however! Thought I'd have a stab...to be un-PC...

J x

Which meaning of xenon were you going for, Jen? In everyday usage of the word it's just a gas. You're breathing a little of it at this very moment. Xenon was also a Greek geezer wot done a fing, but unless it's clear from the context that you mean the Greek, it's a gas.

I enjoyed the poem, by the way. Very cleverly constructed. I take my hat off to you. Should have said that first, but I knew a thing and couldn't wait to tell you what it was!

Well, check the link I included and a different meaning comes up!

Thank you very much, glad you enjoyed it!

J x

I liked it, but I think you are contradicting yourself. Perhaps intentionally.

Hi Jen, I think you're making life difficult for yourself by using a crossword puzzle dictionary - it's giving definitions of 'noble' and goodness knows what else. Xenon is a noble gas, d'you see, so in cryptic crossword clues the definition of 'noble' might have a bearing on the matter. Try an ordinary dictionary, or try this:

http://www.google.co.uk/search?hl=en&q=define%3A+noble&meta=

I agree, the use of Xenon is magnificent, spontaneous and beautiful. 'When I miss you, that crumb will be a Xenon.' Pure poetry, mysterious and enticing.

Absolutely. Pedantry is no substitute for poetry. Xenon works. But it's still a gas...

Even more perfect is the cryptic crossword connection just made. I can't write poetry, but I admire so much poetry that operates like a cryptic crossword. I'm terrible at cryptic crosswords also, of course.

Hang on, I haven't stated that it isn't a gas! Does everyone agree that the poem works if we take Xenon to be a gas?

How am I contradicting myself?

It works with any of the definitions, that's the beauty of it.

Gas or not I think the poem is lovely. Val x

Thank you, Val, and Sean!

J x

The more I read this poem, the harder I try not to sense a big reality hidden here. It's good and that was my reaction, take it or leave it. A good contradicting poem, perhaps intentionally.

The mere fact that a gay young thing like you, who should be out listening to modern beat combos, is a home at half eleven on a Friday night doing this is worth a cherry in itself. As it is, the poem thoroughly deserves it too.

Why, thank you very much for the Cherries, Tony! My huge clubbing night in Bristol was ruined by snow and ice preventing friends making it, so instead I went for a curry locally with a different friend, driving very carefully over the skating rink, and then came home and checked out the inspiration point, when I was instantly inspired to write this!

Plus, it would be dancing to metal, not listening to beat combos, am not that civilised! Hehe! x

Thanks, Cracks, for the compliment, I will take it!

J x

It's a gas! Your poem, that is.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DisvInNv8oE

This is brilliant Jennifer, particularly the last stanza ;)

Magic xxx

In the inmortal words of Marc Bolan, part of a popular 1970s beat combo, "Lifes a Gas"

Great poem Jen

Paulx

Brilliant poem. I wouldn't even know where to start.

'Does it work?'

Yes.