My Writing Stuff

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Well monthly update. Went along to Open Eye Gallery National Poetry Day thing. But because I was late from another appointment the organisers knew about... The receptionist/security wouldn't let me in!
I'd be pissed off if it wasn't for amusement of thinking of Robert Wyatt and Jon Bonham being refused entry to their own Soft Machine and Led Zeppelin gigs. It's set off a chain. Buses now refuse to drive down my road until November 9th! Due to fireworks being thrown at buses, Lazer pens shone in eyes of bus and car drivers and impromptu barricades! So that's put me out of the circuit for a while.
Nevertheless. Written late September and finished early October.
I am not saying the name "TRACEY". I should have written him as "TRAK".
Try not to think "Tracey " when you see the word "Trac", it'll make the experience better.
Speak next month.

The Higher Beings
By Norus_Rebirthed 2022

Police, Fire Chiefs and Specialists...
Radar detected and traced exact impact...
Area contained and found two survivors...
Not harmed by the crash and humanoid...
Demanding to be taken exact leaders...

Cheery music over film montage!
Or talking in studio
Or walking the street!
Chasing after interviewed hacker!
Or at Vendors biting into eat
"Ladies and Gentlemen... Here's Hamilaire!"

"Hello! And welcome to my show!
That Prime Minister! What's it doing talking
Into camera but without banging on the glass?
Knock Knock! Knock!
But tonight's a special broadcast
An interview with alien contact
Will you please welcome, Trac and Dist!"

I, Trac, grateful to speak here
I Dist, am just as valuable

"Now it's been five months since impact
And boy! Has the upgrade been felt!
Which of you had thought or had skill?"

Dist and Trac we interact
That's right, Trac, just Dist
And Trac left

Flashback to Spaceship
-left to imagination if- are Trac listening?
Ogil, Trac finds Ogil boring! Nothing out here!
Trac, Ogil disappointed Trac lost faith
Ogil, Trac knows Ogil has nothing!
Trac, promise to Ogil won't tell Dist
Ogil, Trac watching? Not understanding this?
Trac, listen to Ogil and watch the images
Ogil, Trac is watching and just sees their rock... What?!
Trac, Ogil is hoping Trac saw their weapon...

Back to studio Hamilaire ratings star
"With a message of love and only two sexes?"
Dist seemed awakened "Yes..."

Flashback to Spaceship
Dist, Ogil unhappy Dist can't understand!
It was only a function of slavery
To impose everywhere a society of Trac!

Back to studio follow up questioning
"So tell us how long have you been watching us?
And thank you for showing an honest peace!"

Flashback to Spaceship
Ogil! Dist unhappy Ogil lied!
Dist! Ogil does not understand?
Ogil! Trac showed Dist the weapon!
Trac! Ogil disappointed Trac showed Dist

Back to studio what is the hold up
"Viewers at home want to know
How can we ever repay you?
For the harmony you inspired
That has changed everything?"

Flashback to Spaceship
Trac! Dist! Untie Ogil!
Dist! Trac ordered gag Ogil!
Trac! Dist can't eject Ogil!
Trac! Ogil is scared what Trac doing!
Trac! Dist ejected but left Ogil in space!
Dist! Trac orders thrusters left

Back to studio now you know truth
Trac and Dist request the weapon
That fired into your human Earth Moon

Trac! Dist loves the Moon licking mouth!
Dist! Trac loves the colours black and white!

"...well gosh! This is awkward folks!
You mean George Melies 'A Trip To The Moon' film?"

Dist! Trac does not understand?
Trac! Dist helped Trac kill friend!
Ogil! Forgive Dist! Dist never wanted this!
Dist! We have killed for a lie!!!

"Well darn it folks!
I thought your species never used that word?"

Flashback to deep space
Ogil's body flames without oxygen
Into cold nothing
And spinning for eternity

Back to Hamilaire on location
"Well it's been five days
Since broadcast was made
And I'm now outside my home
With no trousers but machine gun
Telling everyone to get off my lawn
And no camera for televising
Hamilaire's War Reports!".

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Missed November update! Nothing much happened. Didn't read at enough open floors as I could've.
Turnaround near the end of November as I sent stuff off to editors of writing magazines.
Really odd names that I'd never in a million years use as a title for a poetry magazine.
I've five live leads that between them have about ten or eleven pieces. Just didn't pay any attention to "Send that one there". It was more "What have I got left in stock? Fire! Fire everything left!".

Swings and roundabouts continue. I hope you enjoyed "The Higher Beings" in my last post. An editor didn't and rejected it for publication! That's a big "Well fuck you, I love it!" feeling.
And as I've mentioned that Worktown Words site. After a rebrand they've published another one of mine. I'm really happy as I can date it to past my birthdate last October. It's closest the outside world is getting to my 2022 stuff.
https://networds.org/ed-37?view=article ... 7&catid=52

Not written anything recently. Stuff written this year sending off. Also I've got a 56 KEY MK-2000 ELECTRONIC KEYBOARD so that might need a different thread.

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Oh no! Edited instead of replied so this entry lost forever!

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A month later... Stuff still not heard back from.

Update! The second thing I wrote this year that I withheld and didn't post it here got through! Also rejection from Great Weather For Media. Oyv, tough crowd them.
Three submissions of new stuff I've withheld from this forum... sent off to three different magazines. Some which pay. One lead closed off because I'd missed the closing date by a day.
If heard nothing by late March or ever hear from them again! I'll soon discover.
Delighted to be published again by Networds. It was a concept ("Crowded") I could get behind.
Thanks for reading and was going to post something at end of month.
But published means breaking news sort of thread.
I hope you also read the entire edition as well. https://networds.org/ed-39?view=article ... 9&catid=54

Well it's a lot happier than some of the other things I've written for them.
My 2023 strain has been introduced to whoever reads that webpage.

Have a great February! Oh and I've also fallen out with two local poets when I need all the allies I can get.
That marvelous link again to end on lighter note https://networds.org/ed-39?view=article ... 9&catid=54

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Hope you had a happy March. About four rejections! Even the one I edited out in last post got thrown back.
One didn't make the cut because my email submission ended up in their spam folder and got deleted.
Obviously that stung but my head is held high because it's an American run company of women. And I didn't send anything hateful or threatening in response. They mentioned a concept for a Summer issue. So I sent them two and was thanked for resubmitting. And that made me think "Fucking hell! They must usually get so much fucking grief daily! ".
The best news in writing was I got my 10TH piece published on Networds! https://networds.org/ed-40?view=article ... 0&catid=55
I'd never heard of Liminal Space concept before. But after reading their definitions I just looked at the blank page and went "Ok so how does that look?" and it just sort of unlocked itself through the pen.
I've never had three months in a row published at Networds. I've submitted something for next month's edition. But I just think it's ok compared to "A Crowd Goes Wow" up above in the last linked post.
And not as good as the one I've just linked
https://networds.org/ed-40?view=article ... 0&catid=55 linking it again it's such a work of beauty.
I have thought of "A Raindrop In A Liminal Space" as best of the year so far. Stuffs been written since.... But I'm addicted to sending stuff out and getting rejected!
Well not quite. But it hasn't stopped me. Already this month I've written double the miserable amount of stuff February put.
And seeing as I seem to be going to the same business school as Gong's Daevid Allen I've sent five publisher's. A few American, one Penguin Books offshoot. Five publisher's 2019-2022.
A compendium of twenty unpublished poems written during Boris Johnson's Premiership. Yeah, I've filmed bits on YouTube. But this is the full hit of that genre.
And no pictures but I've shaved off my beard. Really hope to film stuff again in April.
Thank you for reading my linked stuff.

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Well anyway Happy New Year. Stuff written New Year's Day already sent off. Either gets published or rejected.

That's from a post and quoting myself to confirm PUBLISHED! Not got a copy yet. But in the anthology "Standing Together". I've managed to get published the first thing I'd written on New Year's Day.
Never posted it here. Not even Facebook. It doesn't even exist as handwriting! Written straight to the email as well.
Barely wrote anything April.
I haven't made it three times in a row published on Networds. For next month's edition ("The Beautiful Mundane") Ive written "Uglify The Mundane Beautifully". Top to bottom handwriting. And then couplets written across in the spaces as opposed to the previous page.
It looked a mess. But did a Burroughs misunderstanding and broke the text in sentence by sentence.
Was able to rearrange the lines to form something beautiful I'm hoping to post here if they put it in.
Of the one for Adventure. Here's what I gave them last month. Guest editor was a woman. I did substitute another but that too was rejected. I've sent that one off. So here's last month's rejected.
I wrote a tonne of stuff in March. I think April might be compensating!
And another publisher rejected my anti-Boris Johnson/Tories book of poetry across four years.
But anyway, picture the scene. You're an editor looking to publish pieces on the theme of "Adventure".
And you get this. In future I'm only going to send stuff to them I'm 99 to a 100% on. I think this is 75%.
Thanks for reading!

Zones Of Adventures Withheld
By Norus_Rebirthed

The ones you think of
Bind and gag instead of wonder
Of exploration but able to exact it down
To mindset half joyful peace
The other half fight mode deep
Until falls down all control in hands
So where's the adventure?
In not doing a single thing?
But there were marks of words!
On the page and if acted out
Who first pays the most for a couch?
To process to another witness how it broke
Written down but if was illustrated
Would provide intrigue for every age
That can appreciate beauty -stopping there!
A weakness is the hunger and thirst
For adventure because that brings to occur
A misunderstanding, kidnapping and murder
If there on the Earth
What tomorrow sees the photographs?
Back to work after that adventure
Now knowing stench of dead men
More than reality, joke of mortality, adventures
continue, just all this is happening
The scary never know
Until gets told Adventure Playground
Funding saved through a vote
Only there, qualified for and still
Believe loved more than other zone.

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I haven't made it three times in a row published on Networds. For next month's edition ("The Beautiful Mundane") I've written "Uglify The Mundane Beautifully". Top to bottom handwriting. And then couplets written across in the spaces as opposed to the previous page.
It looked a mess. But did a Burroughs misunderstanding and broke the text in sentence by sentence.
Was able to rearrange the lines to form something beautiful I'm hoping to post here if they put it in.

https://networds.org/ed-42?view=article ... 2&catid=57

Didn't I say it was beautiful to read?
Already written something off for their edition next month. Written more first week of May than I had during April. Everyone of them imploring to get to an open floor and read or act it to people. There's one that used three UK national anthems.
I'll try and get that one filmed live next month early June.
But with Eurovision in Liverpool, I'm trying to limit my time in that city if possible.
Speak next month then.

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I haven't made it three times in a row published on Networds.
Already written something off for their edition next month.

And I haven't even made it two in a row with Networds this month. I have however, not just written something for their next edition... I've got the best feeling about it being suitable for them.
Look forward to sharing that next month if it gets in. Really happy with it.
I was happy with this one as well.
But seemingly, the guest editor thought otherwise.

Door Scruples In The Open World


That impulse! Stick to script!
Distract from treading pavement
Walk straight past that dark hanging
Opening warns side of a wall
Completely out from plan
For actually stepping outside
But giant legs! Walk past it fast!
If had stepped inside would have faced
In full regimental decorated coat
Who permits to sit beside
Until only they go into curtains
Minutes pass and only heard noises
As far back as the caves
To look out from at changes
In weather until protection
Solid object nailed into wall
Summer temperatures cause
Great clusters of dark opened doors
Notice the insect for shelter
And for exploration before trapped
In front of a closed mirror
Opened at sill to let the air out
There is a world if you step through
An open door to a party for a nephew
So if they didn't come to make friends
We'll need every open door closed
Peephole makes you emperors in gold
Anything else open the door start to run.

In better news, Curious Corvid Publishing! The ones who lost my previous submission a few months ago! They've published something I wrote all the way back in 2007. Offered a mag or the one off mon-TAKE THE MONEY!!
And the sweat of trying to keep a perpetual £123 for luck continues!
This was written last night. So far June writing is catching up with May's.
And after reading the first three things written in May with the first three written this month.
As it should there's a huge improvement. But warning... Comparing it to the poetry above might take your head off! Last May I wrote a Summer Blockbuster Rock Opera Five Minutes piece that I'm looking to record in front of a live audience next week.
In the meantime, have a great month. Keep writing or doing what you do. And until I need to delete it for a submission, here's the last thing written last night. This is the fourth thing written.
Speak next month! Thanks for reading!

Cut The Grass For The Angels

Debts paid to resemble the angel wave
A sequence and radius a calm
Knowing hold it keeps the universe
Or so was made to believe
Out from desperation it makes sense
But through accepting was the answer
Back to square one that rejected
Through straight ignoring emergencies
Crawling but known accomplishing
Repeat the cycle again in half the happens
Beseech track record beaten starting the rioting
Defeat a swift tackle even Market's damaged meet
Not Butchers, instead collective group
Spiral out from ordered control
All of much not knowing what going on
Every running couldn't inquire less
Only in safety could assess what got caused
Wishes side with dictator then working out which
Bought time for a new traitorous crimes
If desiring just dying out in a locked cubicle
Money summoned angelic protection
Simplest combination one two three
So the future takes on wrestling total
For that reassurance another day
As long as no scientific questioning
A promise to guts pumping around blood
And whatever goes into and out the mouth
Not another would be touched
Until as requested, the gardens
The rosebud saved from stick insects
Until scythed lawn with electrics
Set a level to never get passed it
And now written as words more hurtful than promise...
...and just broken.

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Networds this month. I have however, not just written something for their next edition... I've got the best feeling about it being suitable for them.
Look forward to sharing that next month if it gets in. Really happy with it.

https://networds.org/?view=article&id=863&catid=59

Yes. Very happy that one went in. So that's 12 times published out of 44 editions. Written something for their 45th. I'm even more confident and think it's better written than the one I've linked in this post. If rejected I'll post it here. Round about this time of year I like to take stock of what's written and see how it would look sequenced in a book. Well I decided to just write. So June gave me thirty things! Not even in a day.
Sent more stuff off. Will know "Fall" at the earliest. One or two rejections. Seven current leads*. All submitted out of A Grade material. I think this is also Grade A, but because it's about the music box puzzle in Silent Hill 2. No publisher will go near it!
Thanks for reading. Stay safe this Summer!

Late To A Music Box's Puzzle
By Norus_Rebirthed

Now when does the fairytale
Music box kick in
The clouds and dark bought atmosphere
Light bulb so never known
The panic of held torch
What are the pieces to assemble key
What plain sight only after
Completed it's gone
And the story only half colours
Supplemental text for reading
To go mental correct televising
When that never happened some fans
And their own death threats
What are the monsters demands
Refusing to work alongside
Representative instead vacated grid
And filming permits declining
Then wake up on the floor
Was it a dream well it's gone now
Solved the wardrobe puzzle unlocked
A series of rotating porcelain harps
Light now reached thunder
A music box plays
Clockwork not charged
Oh haunting pretty music
Every object put into place
To get to your sequence
Many guns were triggered
Now just a red square
And staircase opened cupboard
Key and video tape discovered
Instructions to go top floor
The minute we leave the room
No just the pretty tune
But the voices repeating argument
Stay and listen to each consonant
Go through any door then go back
The voices or the music chimes
Gone just thunderstorms completely surrounding.

EDIT: *each lead contains 3 to 5 pieces! Its not like I've only 6 I think top ranking.
Everyone else is doing Amazon publishing. Fair play. I like the sparring with judging panels. See what they take and leave.

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Well...

Everything got rejected! Hahaha! All those magazines I sent stuff off to. Some made excuses they had so many to choose from. Some replied as if trying to talk me back in off the ledge I wasn't even on! But everything rejected. I started the year really confident to take the world on and was in tune with what they wanted.
Instead I got a great freedom. Because of the obscurity (there's only a few open floors I feel safe to read at. Open fucking floors and not feeling safe!!!) I'm now free to write whatever the fuck I want given nobody outside here is interested.
But that came with the curse of... Free to write whatever the fuck I want given nobody outside here is interested.

Another blow was the death over the summer of the editor of Networds, Paul Blackburn. I'd saw pictures of him happy at a festival in Morecambe never went to. Then he died in his sleep a few days later.
I got published in twelve editions of the forty seven they managed to produce in his lifetime.
Many guest editors are in talks to continue. With Networds gone, I've missed the prompt that usually sparked a month's worth of writing off. I've looked at other online prompts but they just didn't have that vital explanation of parameters. It's also amazing the edition he was working on was called "Time's Up".

That said, it writes again. Current world political system (imagine having a birthday 6th of October!!!) has put me off political poetry. Instead I'm just out for some chaotic own business fun!
A current trend in writing is mindfulness etc. 15 minutes or so writing in silence.
Which... I've been doing for a couple of years thanks to Writing On The Wall (All the staff I knew have moved on!).
Well this took longer than 15 minutes. I wrote it on a 45 minute bus journey to the jobcentre last month. It ends abruptly when I get to destination. At one point I'm scraping to write something. In other points it's flowing out.
And it was all sparked off by looking out the bus window and imaging something. Straight on text. Would look completely different if I had the idea with a pen.
Thanks for reading! Preparing a video at a venue!

You Spacesuited Prick
By Norus_Rebirthed

This prick in a spacesuit just came up
While riding minding own that last bus
It wasn't evening fancy dress ring
It wasn't even nearly lunch
But alone to own thoughts
Appointment end of bus
From nowhere a spacesuit
With an occupant just turned up
Already not listening
Should have looked where going
Should have saw descending
Should have withheld judgement
The visor was down could be anyone
But knowing reputation it's that prick
Known for wearing a spacesuit
And suddenly appearing
Distorted by the folklore in the hopes it gets to print
So you might be sensing previous?
It's an unlikely alliance so it must have been volitile
Thinking nothing in common expecting surprise
An eighties syndicated television series
In own head at thought of combination
Soldiers or prisoners of war
That's not what's being said
Explain then of spacesuit
How to significance connect
Everybody has stopped listening
The spacesuit occupant and my own word
Depends on strength you saw in the credible said
Take it as read the spacesuit is a prick
Due to incident never witnessed but went on as fact
The spacesuit guy came alongside
Whilst traveling benefit dancing inward
The spacesuit made a gesture
Floating outside rattling window
Before red light went up in sky
And next thing knew it at the hospital
The eleventh of the eleventh on a mismatched day
All because that prick in spacesuit
Decided to play but had appointment
No playtime today
Just a small bit of activity
Then relief of gotten away
Don't the clouds hurt?
Air traffic prick caused delays
Only worth joining limbs
With a spacesuit that's a prick
If you want to see eruption of volcano
Happy smile but it's excuse
Whatever done came from own hand
That didn't even wave back
At the spacesuit outside
Over a bridge to get under a bridge
And such long road stretch
Perfect for spacesuit hold of hands
Mission control permissive got old
Missive invoked missing revolve
Mrs resolve missile dissolve
Ministry involved
Indulgent nostalgic when environment caused it
And never their front door
Just that street lived at visited
So that spacesuit back to focus
There must be an explanation of its attention on
Have we come all this way just to be told
It doesn't exist but what perfection of joke?
No! If the premise is a spacesuit who prejudicially called a prick
Then where is the payment of purpose and heart warm
Usually of this writing associated with
What did the spacesuit want you to do
How could you throw hands it's not glass
It's hardened by a processes industrial
To withstand space pressures
More than ever touch in real life
Of the money invested in the spacesuits fibres
And you're telling me it comes down from the sky in your mind
Then away flies beyond skeletal capacity
Clear another page to mark with X a cage
To contain this peculiar delusion
But the spacesuit is real!
The spacesuit exists!
It's reached end of journey
Because the spacesuits a prick