Friday, December 07, 2007

HBH 56

A room full of women
(All gorgeous, tipsy, willing)
- Empty but for you.

10 comments:

Anonymous said...

well-written!

describes last night's shindig to a T.

Froog said...

Well, I'm not sure that you'd know quite what I meant, T. Was it "a target-rich environment" for the ladies as well?

I haven't had that much interest shown in me for a long time! I suppose it's the 'glamour' of being a quasi-host at the event!!

Anonymous said...

You changed the punctuation - hmmm interesting.

Being the host in any capacity surely helps. Never a bad thing to be the man with the invites and intros.

Anonymous said...

yes, punctuation change, interesting.

froog,

a. i don't have to "be" you to feel you (and thereby, know quite what you meant).

b. art speaks to us each in our own way, so regardless of whether I am capable of imagining myself in your shoes (feel "you") the poem can speak to me and my own experiences, of that night... or perhaps another night.

Whether I found it target-rich or not is irrelevant, though, note, if you've been paying attention to me going on and on about the "eyes" over on my blog... one of the "eyes" was in attendance.

Froog said...

Woo - kudos for observation, my regular blog fans.

I put brackets around the second line - an emendation prompted by my obsession with grammar, rather than any 'poetic' notions. But I don't think the two should really be in conflict - grammar is the servant of creative expression in language. Or so I like to think. But I know I am inclined to be a bit of a grammar-pedant fuddy-duddy at times. How I wish I could just break all the rules like EEC. But you need genius for that... and I have only enthusiasm...

Froog said...

It's probably a sign of my excessive discretion that nobody at that party has any idea who I made the pass at.

Including the lady I made the pass at. Sigh...

Anonymous said...

I love your last comment! It is so....you! Darling, when will the world wake up to your worthiness? P.M. remember? Perfect...

Froog said...

Well, yes, that may be worth a post all to itself one day, Ms Anon.

It's true, blog fans, amazing but true, I was once labelled the 'Perfect Man' by a pair of charming ladies I met on an Internet dating site.

Anonymous said...

Ah, but only until we got to know you.Internet dating site indeed! As I recall you were merely trying to "extend your social network". Have you extended it far enough yet?
As for your worthiness, well that never was the problem. More your striving for utter perfection in a woman, how can any of us measure up to that? Puffy ankles all round methinks.

Froog said...

Ooh, Lizzie, you tease - that was a reference-heavy comment.

I don't think I've explained that whole 'puffy ankles' thing on here yet. I have to do so now....

I don't think I look for perfection in a woman. I might have quite high standards, but I don't expect perfection.