OH, NUTS! (16th Feb, 2009, 5.05pm)
Oh, dear, what on earth can the matter be?
What has been happening on the site ABC?
My words are causing pants to be twisted;
My comments provoking gripes to be listed;
Who knew that my mental health was caught
(while I am teaching what I was once taught)
In the balance between total nut and stalker?
Me, insane? Who knew I’d been sent to slaughter
With a questioned name? I’m unhinged, unstable;
I’ve been soundly compared to a door or a table…
What fun! I have missed this huge row about me!
To think that you lot were all debating my sanity!
Well, it falls to me to assuage the fears you must
Hold while filling the page; fellow writers, I trust,
Before my name (no alias, indeed!) becomes dust;
I’ve been busy: a Valentine’s day filled with lust
(must have been an episode!) I will vent my spleen!
I will regurgitate here what today I have seen!
No, I haven’t been locked behind bars at a clinic,
Just too busy to post or comment, but still a cynic!
I’m a teacher: I’m seen to be a pillar of society;
While I was at work, I’ve been slighted on ABC!
Not all poets know it; not all writers are like Plath,
But reading around the debris and the aftermath
You’d think I was for the straight-jacket and slam;
See, her Bell Jar was ringing; mine’s still full of jam!
It’s time to put the broken record a bit straighter:
I’m writing this response; you can criticise it later –
Say whatever you want; I seek comments galore;
That is, after all, what the hell I’m posting it for!
You can slag me off and you can colour my name
(make it black or Cherry red; I’ll still be insane!)
What humbles me are my champions; my defence:
Whatever comments I make, they are kindly meant;
I’m an AMATEUR poet, and this poetry is how I rant;
You can take it straight, bent, or on a bit of a slant;
You can start a fight; you can call me to a word war,
But you’d better first decide what you’re fighting for;
Whether the Moral Highground is worth you holding;
If hypocrisy is quellable, and if you’re liable to folding.
Are your armies prepared, do you know all of the rules?
It would be a shame to find you were supported by fools!
Let the first stones be thrown: I’ll use them in my wall;
Watch where your words are running before they fall!
I think that’s all…
Jennifer Pickup

Comments
Theresa C Newbill (not verified) | February 16, 2009 - 16:57
Just because you been pubbin' this new manic poem of yours, I guess I should review it.
I think what goes wrong here is the total lack of ability to communicate. It seems like the author or character speaking is confused and can't figure which way is up or down, right or wrong, which in turn can be the demise of sanity.
This is just a series of convoluted rantings without any real structure or academia. It's not even street poetry which speaks from true passion and emotion. In a nutshell,(pun intended) this seems to be an argument one has with themselves in a padded cell just before swallowing their own tongue.
Skunk | February 16, 2009 - 17:06
Oh Jennifer is such a terrible child
She's wicked and sinful and wilful and wild
She eats with a fork when she should use a spoon,
She hides from the sunlight and howls at the moon,
She bites little girls and she chews them up small,
She leaves muddy boots at the end of the hall,
She sings on a Sunday and shouts in the night
I ask you, can all this behaviour be right?
With all these bad habits, just where should she be?
They might just find room for her on ABC!
jennifer | February 16, 2009 - 17:10
Skunk, I love you! How do you know me so well?
It's almost as if you were STALKING me!
Theresa - why ask me to stop commenting on your work and then come and comment on mine?
Your comment shows your complete inability to understand either sarcasm or humour:
'This is just a series of convoluted rantings without any real structure or academia.'
Well, yes, that was the point!!! (See the title for reference to sanity)
Skunk | February 16, 2009 - 17:28
Theresa C Newbill
Sounds just like a spoonbill
Ridiculous whining
Just ends up as landfill
Theresa C Newbill (not verified) | February 16, 2009 - 17:32
If that's the point then you'll never amount to anything as a writer. There is no literary merit to your 'poems'. I don't believe any literary magazine would publish any of your manic ramblings. This 'style' is evidenced in most of your uploads.
Skunk likes you...Birds of a feather
Maybe you'll end up together in the same asylum.
Skunk | February 16, 2009 - 17:39
Theresa, you are such a ridiculous creature and so easy to tease. Your shots go so wide of the mark I really think you're facing in the wrong direction. Every shot of mine hits you directly in the heart; every shot of yours disappears into the trees. If you beg to be teased, don't blame me for doing it!
See if you can guess where my heart is. It isn't in my verse, so as long as you aim there you're guaranteed to miss.
Crackersville | February 16, 2009 - 17:40
Please don't talk like that about those who are clinically insane. They are not monsters! The monsters are ruling our countries and we let them, we the sane people!
Crackersville | February 16, 2009 - 17:49
Ich won't keep my mouth shut! Sie need to read more books. Mad people have inspired more writers than sane people and most great writers and poets have proved that humanity is practically insane when it is not marginally sane!
Skunk | February 16, 2009 - 17:52
I know all about the monsters and their mash. It caught on in a flash and became a graveyard smash until it disappeared up its own bunghole. Now it rules the country from its headquarters in a trailer outside the Grand Ole Opry. That's Oprey Winfrah to you.
Nathan Bednarek | February 16, 2009 - 17:58
I think Mrs Newbill must have gone through something terrible as a child, because that woman needs help!
Jennifer, as always your work is very beautiful, so ignore the crazy talk ;-p
Love, Nathan.
Bradene | February 16, 2009 - 18:11
Way to go Nathan. You're Ok Jen. (-; Val x
jennifer | February 16, 2009 - 19:12
Theresa, you are missing the point of all written art if you really think that all writers write merely to get published!
Some of us nutters just ramble in verse as a means of exorcising emotional daemons from our heads...thus enabling us to masquerade as stable, fully hinged individuals in everyday life!
Thanks, Val!
J x
barely black francis | February 16, 2009 - 19:17
I'm sorry but I am with Theresa on this. Jennifer is clearly disturbed and causing great distress. I am personally distressed that this poem has been allowed to be published and caused such terrible vexation.
Skunk | February 16, 2009 - 20:19
Why does everyone have to be 'disturbed' whenever they do something somebody else doesn't like? Don't 'undisturbed' people ever argue?
jennifer | February 16, 2009 - 20:24
Perhaps society needs to re-define the classification of 'disturbed' because I have managed 27 years without being locked up - according to some people, I really shouldn't be out there!!
J x
barely black francis | February 16, 2009 - 20:25
Oh dear. I hope my deft sarcasm hasn't been internally digested...
jennifer | February 16, 2009 - 20:37
Not by me! *spits out a bit of feather*
(was responding to Skunk)
J x
PianoGirl | February 16, 2009 - 20:43
Jen your poem is fucking awesome.
Im going to write a tune with it ;D
Crackersville | February 16, 2009 - 20:44
Ich am their doctor. Herr Benedict, please to meet Sei. Ich think it has. Ich am rarely wrong about Meine diagnosis.
jennifer | February 16, 2009 - 21:07
Yey for music for my words! A tune would be great, but sadly I would be unable to sing it, being tone deaf....
barely black francis | February 16, 2009 - 21:22
Oh good :-)
The Chosen One | February 16, 2009 - 21:25
Hey there Jen, seems like this one stirred them up.
Thanks for an enjoyable read.
jennifer | February 16, 2009 - 22:09
Hmm, more or less provocative than the short skirt I intend to wear clubbing on Wednesday, I wonder?!
hehe
J x
Ewan | February 17, 2009 - 08:26
I doubt it will reduce the intellectual level of discussion below that of this whole business.
I can't stay under this bed, I can't see for crumbs. Besides, the stalkers don't seem to know where I am. All writers have them don't they? I want one! JK's got one, I think Salman's got a whole religion of them, where's MINE!
:-)
PS Didn't you feel much better after writing your poem? Some truth in the article, perhaps.
jennifer | February 17, 2009 - 09:35
Oh yes, much - purge out all the rubbish inside my head, always clears the cobwebs and crumbs! Have regained my sparky equilibrium now, content to revel in my nuttiness to a safe level....
Stick around here, apparently they are rife on the site...!
J x
Biggus | February 17, 2009 - 13:25
That was a brilliant ranting poem Jen.
And if you are suffering from insanity then long may it last before they find a cure.
That woman is so far up her own arse and actually believes she is honoring us with her literary artistry.
I find it difficult to take someone serious who has a name like the fat wealthy widow from a Marx brother’s movie.
The biggest surprise for me however was that she seems to have found an ally.
So keep doing what your doing I love it when I get a comment from you.
And remember this “illegitimus non carborundum", "don’t let the bastards grind you down"
Paul xx
threeleafshamrock | February 17, 2009 - 21:48
Jeez, Jen, I go away for a couple of days and come back to world war 3 (or is it 33) anyway; I like a good rant. I also like it when you 'correct' my work; it keeps me on my toes - SO KEEP DOING IT!
Chris X
P.S. Even your rants are well punctuated... ;)
jennifer | February 19, 2009 - 20:03
It's a reaction to my job - I can't stop being a teacher, and it is also refreshing to perfect polished work rather than simply moaning about capital letters and neatness to year 7's! (Although I do love doing that too!)
Thank you, be shocking if my punctuation was rubbish, eh?! What a waste of all that training!
J x
Dynamaso | February 22, 2009 - 23:26
Missed all the action but what a killer rant. You know I like you, even if you're nuts. In fact, I like you because you're nuts. :)
jennifer | February 24, 2009 - 21:44
I'm like Marmite!!! Which I love even more now that it's endorsed by Paddington!
J x
threeleafshamrock | February 25, 2009 - 16:46
Now, that's what I call bearing your soul! ;)
Chris X