What's new in Hiram Unleashed

Recent New Stuff in The Blogs:

In Helikon Haven:

 The Angel Chair

The Mechanism, Smarting , Tragicomic Dionysis
The Wheel (A response to Love Child's Poem)


In Poetry:
Speak to Me of Friednship, and The Pick-a-Path Poem (Modified from a poem by Roann)

In Rants:
The comic results of recent appeals in Yahoo.

From my Yahoo Answers "My Activities" Page:

About me

PROOF ANSWERS IS A SCAM!!!!
1. "God Bless You" was reported and removed.
Blessing the reader CANNOT BE against Yahoo guidelines. Next you will say saying hello is chatting. What utter rubbish! Do you realize how foolish this makes your "guidelines" look!
2. Offering the numbers for psychiatric services to disturbed persons is against guidelines: http://hiramunleashed.blogspot.com/2014/…
From YA: Your Appeal has been declined.
3. "What is the purpose of poetry?" is against Yahoo Guidelines!
In Other Words, TROLLS RULE THIS SITE: http://hiramsrants.blogspot.com/2013/12/…
From YA: No response to the appeal 100 days later.

Q: Are God and religion evil?
A: "No, the most evil thing God ever invented was the OPINION."  -Happy Hiram

In Raves:
Letter to Thomas, and...  

Teacups of North America

H a p p y  H o l i d a y s

 

Some Holiday Posts

 

Teacups of North America

 

Cinder Claws

 

Some Depressing Poetry

Marred With Chilblains

New York Tips and Etiquette

Holiday Pics and Posts

I hope everyone has a blessed and joyous holiday season this year. Some new stuff:

 Past Memories:

A New/Old post to Rhymes

Gifts for my internet friends:

Videos Samples from Raves

This month in pictures:

 New York City - viewed over the snow!

The crystalline branches in the sun.

 The Delta Sorority throws a Holiday Party for the shelter where I work.

Some of the Thank You cards made to thank them.

The punch table at the Staff Holiday Party

The Christmas lights on my front porch

My Christmas Tree

My Chimney and stockings (hung with care)

Christmas Village Part 1: The Country

Christmas Village Part 2: The City

Christmas Village Part 3: The Haunted Carnival

 My Three Mini-Christmas Trees

Sunset in New Jersey

New Posts in Helikon:

Rayven's Holiday Message 

Yard Stick 

  The Art of Life 

(a collaboration between Pandora, Hiram and BG)

  

   Edgar's Secret 

 The Humble Man 

New Stuff This Past Week

New posts in Helikon:

Orpheus Poems Revisited 1 and  2

Hangman Poem (Acrostic AND Game!)

One and Seven, a poem by Anne

Chasing Sunbeams 

New posts in Raves and Rhymes:

It's Time for a 32 Hour Work Week!

Prayer to a Thinking Man's God

 

 

This Week's Costumes Too

This Week's Costumes

Get Out of Jail Free   Construction Worker

Grey Alien                Drunken Pirate

Also see new posts in Rants:
Letter to John Boehner
and
New Terrible New York Magazine Format

And new posts to Helikon Haven:
September   and  October

This past week in all things Hiram:

Helikon Haven has had HIV information Week, with posts from the HIV Awareness Sonnet Contest{ Day 6, Day 5,  Day 4, Day 3, Day 2, Day 1 }



You say Benwa-ing and I said Benoi-ing; Benwa, Benoi, Benoi, lets call the whole thing off!  

and...

Peter (as the account Polish) showing off his anti-women stance (Three of the top five viewed posts in my rants section are about Peter. That and my rants section has twice the views of my other sections mean, more about Pete to come. Benwa, Benwa. Who knows? Learning about how to avoid being victimized by him online MIGHT become a cottage industry!)

Photos: Nature at its most mysterious

Two Poems this week:  Golden and Motor-Psyche

Hiram's Oscars

Oscar Smoshker by Happy Hiram We have waited for days making sick canapes through the channels a-lighting seeking red carpet sightings Who's gown will succeed or become blogsmears feed? We judge in, out or down each celeb in the town... Poor Seann William Scott by the Oscars, forgot Meryl Streep has been snubbed (but at least made the club...) Old George Clooney's a wreck with Pitt neck and neck; Dujardin takes the prize with Uggie by his side. till the wee hours of dawn they will still party on... To the Governor's ball on Kimmel shall we call Checking out who was there at Vanity Fair. By the end vacant stare I've forgotten why I care.

I read a poem by Stella Rhodes today;
http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index;_ylt=AmoPjmW586.DkK8IDgmqIs6n5HNG;_ylv=3?qid=20120224233649AAnaYUY

As a feminist, I will ignore the fact that this is not a poem and just say that this is an admirable expression of the pain of disenfranchisement that women experience at the hand of male dominance and brutality.

It speaks to insecurity when that often underlies women posting, their need for constant reinforcement (males can often critique each other and respond "F you" to the critic, all the while learning what they can from them, whereas most women, weakened by male manipulative criticism, have to develop trusted sources, that too often will never tell them the truth so they can grow.) This piece talks about the underlying root of many women's trust issues and

It spreads to women needing to be the peacemakers instead of learning how to say "No."

Lastly it leads to a type of woman, the crusader, who stifles free speech in Yahoo in the name of PC anti-bullying.

As a typical male, I read this and make it about MY situation. But what I want to see is the poem where a woman reacts like a man to these overtures, "Why would I want to do that? I said no already.  Are you threatening me? I'll blow your fugging head off if you threaten me again (and mean it!)"

That is the poem I'd like to see. I don't want to blame the victim, but no one else can rescue her, but herself.

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For my Russian-speaking audience:

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- Счастливый Хирам

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Frozen in the Moment by Happy Hiram Our fly is stuck in amber stinking of dinosaur sweat running from greedy spiders, seeking out foetid flesh. Stars converge/diverge, hairy armpits replace antediluvian quill follicles while he, still dreams of fossilized walking birds, now turned into plastic bags and motor oil. The jungle has now become a thrice filtered product, sanitized for your protection by scavengers and squirrels.