After a lengthy hiatus of almost a week, Badger Beats is back. Today, I'd like to feature one of my favorite poems of all time. I was rummaging through my old blog and happened on it!
Anyway, you can check out the rest of the poem after the jump break. Mindy Nettifee has a way with words. She's pretty awesome.
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by Mindy Nettifee
If a man is only as good as his word,
then I want to marry a man with a vocabulary like yours.
The way you say dicey and delectable and octogenarian
in the same sentence— that really turns me on.
The way you describe the oranges in your backyard
using anarchistic and intimate in the same breath.
I would follow the legato and staccato of your tongue
wrapping around your diction
until listening become more like dreaming
and dreaming became more like kissing you.
I want to jump off the cliff of your voice
into the suicide of your stream of consciousness.
I want to visit the place in your heart where the wrong words die.
I want to map it out with a dictionary and points
of brilliant light until it looks more like a star chart
than a strategy for communication.
I want to see where your words are born.
I want to find a pattern in the astrology.
I want to memorize the scripts of your seductions.
I want to live in the long-winded epics of your disappointments,
in the haiku of your epiphanies.
I want to know all the names you’ve given your desires.
I want to find my name among them,
‘cause there is nothing more wrecking sexy than the right word.
I want to thank whoever told you
there was no such thing as a synonym.
I want to throw a party for the heartbreak
that turned you into a poet.
And if it is true that a man is only as good as his word
then, sweet jesus, let me be there
the first time you are speechless,
and all your explosive wisdom becomes
a burning ball of sun in your throat,
and all you can bring yourself to utter is, oh god, oh god.”
File under: Beat#0011 - Mississippi - The Griswolds (Rare Finds)
Last.fm Popularity: 27,808 listeners
Why music bloggers would like it: The Sydney fivepiece come up with a jovial and dynamic tune, despite almost melancholic lyrics. The highlight of the song is the beautiful use of percussion that sets the tone for delicate vocals.
Why I really like it: The album art for Heart of A Lion EP is amazing, and reflects the sound of most of the songs in the EP. There's color and vibrancy, but there's a darkness that claws along the way.
Fave lyrics:
"I won't fall in love with you this time.
I refuse to give it up to you this time."
If you liked this, you might also like:
Wild - Royal Teeth (Dangerbird Records)
Lonesome Dreams - Lord Huron (IAMSOUND Records)
Anyway, you can check out the rest of the poem after the jump break. Mindy Nettifee has a way with words. She's pretty awesome.
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Untitled
by Mindy Nettifee
If a man is only as good as his word,
then I want to marry a man with a vocabulary like yours.
The way you say dicey and delectable and octogenarian
in the same sentence— that really turns me on.
The way you describe the oranges in your backyard
using anarchistic and intimate in the same breath.
I would follow the legato and staccato of your tongue
wrapping around your diction
until listening become more like dreaming
and dreaming became more like kissing you.
I want to jump off the cliff of your voice
into the suicide of your stream of consciousness.
I want to visit the place in your heart where the wrong words die.
I want to map it out with a dictionary and points
of brilliant light until it looks more like a star chart
than a strategy for communication.
I want to see where your words are born.
I want to find a pattern in the astrology.
I want to memorize the scripts of your seductions.
I want to live in the long-winded epics of your disappointments,
in the haiku of your epiphanies.
I want to know all the names you’ve given your desires.
I want to find my name among them,
‘cause there is nothing more wrecking sexy than the right word.
I want to thank whoever told you
there was no such thing as a synonym.
I want to throw a party for the heartbreak
that turned you into a poet.
And if it is true that a man is only as good as his word
then, sweet jesus, let me be there
the first time you are speechless,
and all your explosive wisdom becomes
a burning ball of sun in your throat,
and all you can bring yourself to utter is, oh god, oh god.”
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File under: Beat#0011 - Mississippi - The Griswolds (Rare Finds)
Last.fm Popularity: 27,808 listeners
Why music bloggers would like it: The Sydney fivepiece come up with a jovial and dynamic tune, despite almost melancholic lyrics. The highlight of the song is the beautiful use of percussion that sets the tone for delicate vocals.
Why I really like it: The album art for Heart of A Lion EP is amazing, and reflects the sound of most of the songs in the EP. There's color and vibrancy, but there's a darkness that claws along the way.
Fave lyrics:
"I won't fall in love with you this time.
I refuse to give it up to you this time."
If you liked this, you might also like:
Wild - Royal Teeth (Dangerbird Records)
Lonesome Dreams - Lord Huron (IAMSOUND Records)
