mr. poet

[constantine]

and so it goes my brothers and sisters
what's a mr. poet to do?
upon my shoulders
loiter the misery and troubles of modern man
i have not undertaken this venture lightly
nor without due consideration to the loneliness
of the road upon which i embark
i do it for you -
the lonely and oppressed,
the forlorn and misbegotten,
even the morally incontinent and the quasi-flatulent
that fall through the cracks
of bigtown and river city on a daily basis,
godless towns with godless men
committing acts of unspeakable evil
perverse and malevolent
wicked denizens of the dark alley
the cul de sac and dead end,
men without mothers
mothers without fathers
etc.
kinship transgressions that titillate lasciviously
until you don't know what the hell is happening
even before you get there?
that's what i want to know
that's why i'm mr. poet!

[Lightning Rod]

I like this dino
nice rhythm

I just can't decide if it's Walt Whitman (Song of the Answerer)
or
Barry Manilow (I Write the Songs)

[constantine]

oh, mandy!

[Axanderdeath]

i do not know why he called you dino. is there a "mr. poet" on this website? is everyone fucking me? is someone filming? is ever one just fucking like me? is someone filming, of courrse i guess... but who the fuck is that wierd bastard comeing all beaten and bursed from the ocean with a stick in his mouth.

does it have to mean much....

don't suffer for me! be creative for yourself, no one else cares!

maybe thats what you were saying...

[constantine]

if you say so. thanks. he too is alexander.

[hester_prynne]

Well, I thought this was a great read and my hat's off to Mr. Poet.
H
(AKA Ms. Poetess)

[constantine]

thanks hester! how ya doin...

[Doreen Peri]

humorous, mr. poet

i really liked "morally incontinent"

[constantine]

thanks. it is to laugh

[Doreen Peri]

I miss Mr. Poet.

[WIREMAN]

The one and only......he had a lot on http://www.poetryinbaltimore.com

[Terri]

from gmail chat, june 6th 9:41am:

dino:
im going to have mr poet get lost in a time warp

so...that's what happened, that's where he is. isn't it? ...........

[judih]

time warp haven
thanks, terri
eternal life in the time warp
available at any time
re-meet, re-group, re-sigh

[saw]

mr. poet will live forever
will wander the outer regions of our imagination
an insightful nomad
and you may catch a glimpse of him

from time to time
and of course there was much more
than arms and legs
there was the heart and soul of an artist

this poem below
i enter with the poetic license
issued to me I feel from beyond,
sums it all up


Ikiru

misfortune teaches us the truth,
time passes, squandered
in forgotten moments, your children
grow before sleeping eyes
and when you wake
they won't recognize or even guess
what occupied you in your dreams

decades pass in the cubicle-
neurotic flirtations with jane-
white bread in brown bag
shredded memoranda-
punched in and out.....

what will i do when death shakes my hand ?
what will i say to my son ?
the sunset looks beautiful tonight
I never noticed until now.

a poem by Constantine ( Dino ) Pantazonis...........Rest in Peace, my friend

ps. Ikiru was a Japanese movie made in the fifties about a bureaucrat struggling with a terminal illness....but this poem, in my mind...is about a lot more than just a movie

[creativesoul]

i feel you- mr poet- i dont know what to do either- but your eloquence and incredibly handsome face are carved in my soul- your poetry- your eloquence-
and i shall miss you- because- you seemed to have - a soul that filled with empathy-beauty and a hidden private mysterious sly fox sexy that only another poet can trace with words and shadows- although i strongly sense that you are at open mike and having a blast somewhere- shy and perceptive-- but what a voice- i could hear you in kauai- in chile- i know your voice-
love to you- sweetest of all journey s- hugs