The Playhouse

The Alcazar

Sister Marie’s Approach to Solving all Problems

Anthology of Poems

Poems from the Psychic Poets and others……

Poetry emerged as a therapy within Alcazar after a visit from Leone Wheeler. Sister Marie Psychic advised her to go limbic and rest her neo cortex by a good workout in the Virtual Poetry Gallery

"Enter the Gallery at your own risque! ENJOY! Lose yourself in the wonders of the word."
Sister Marie Psychic to Leone, Alcazar . July 31, 1999

Re: Psychic Poet

Date: Sat Jul 31 22:36:59 1999
From: Marty Cielens (Stream Registrant)
In reply to: Re: Psychic Poet (Sister Marie Psychic)
Readable by: Everyone

Was it pithy poetry? Some poetry is so pithy. A pithy that its inflicted on the English language.

poem pon fridge 1

Date: Sun Aug 1 22:23:55 1999
From: Marty Cielens (Stream Registrant)
In reply to: Re: Psychic Art (Sister Marie Psychic)
Readable by: Everyone

whisper for winters star my music child and imagine the light far castle turning an twirling with that sad moon in the night to fly on summer dreams that glow and follow me home my little blue sister

Tha blues

Date: Mon Aug 2 12:04:21 1999
From: Margaret Aspin (Stream Registrant)
Readable by: Everyone

Blue song about how NMIT is currently without an internet connection no email, no web folks!! I'm on a separate ISP at present. Also the weekend gave me the blues. Join in if you like but I expect some real good whining...

Well since my connection left me I've been feeling really bad
800 online students dumped and feelin' really mad

Ohhhhhh you internet you why you takin' so long

Ohhhhh you internet you you done me wrong

Well the man he needed testin' so into the theatre he did go I'z waiting for the hospital's call but well now wouldn't you know....

Son fell of the dirt bike (same time) hit his dear sweet head took him to the Austin spent all day in that bed

Ohhhhhhhh you male family members you done me wrong

Ohhhhhhhh you male family members that's why I singin' this song anyone want to add their bits?

Marg

Re: Tha blues

Date: Mon Aug 2 23:11:35 1999
From: Marty Cielens (Stream Registrant)
In reply to: Tha blues (Margaret Aspin)
Readable by: Everyone

Ya can't offer a challenge like that and hope for any quality - so here we go

Suffer he did
and suffer he does
as the wires wore thin
and the signals expired

The web now adrift
his wails rent the skies
And all those around
pressed alt del in despair

You asked for it
Marty

Dry Martyini and frijtype

Date: Mon Aug 2 22:47:35 1999
From: Marty Cielens (Stream Registrant)
In reply to: Re: Dry Martyini (Sister Marie Psychic)
Readable by: Everyone

Never a Westinghouse - Rank Arena, the stuff of dreams. No wonder poems grow on it like bubbles in good champagne, waiting to assault the senses of a truly appreciative nose.

Here's another rankrime

tree exists its roots in earth branches in sky natures intermediary startling light sails of sun on seasons

Try finding the bits for intermediary and not be tempted to spend a day or two corraling all those rogue rime-mites

The Trek to Karratha Collection

It was decreed that there would be a camel safari to Karratha to visit Claire for dinner on Friday

HUT HUT – We’re off to Karratha via..

Date: Tue Aug 3 21:04:38 1999
From: Spitting camel (Stream Registrant)
Readable by: Everyone

My fleas are dead, my teeth are scraped, I'm saddled up.

WE'RE OFF TO KARRATHA VIA.....
HOBART to visit Janine and the Blue Skies Restaurant and Mount Wellington

THE TEMPLE OF BLOOMington in INDIANA to visit Thiagi the Magician and his exotic associate RAJA

SILVERTON because Heather wants to go there AND WHO KNOWs where else!

But we have to be in KARRATHA by Friday. The Village heavies are flying in from cyberspace to meet us and have dinner. Who knows what our WELCOME RECEPTION will be. Claire will organise that.

We'll sleep under the stars, sip Moet, milk and honey.

CAMELS ARE SHIPS OF THE DESERT and I RUN A TIGHT ONE...

Here are your jobs:

MARTY: YOU ARE THE MOET POET
PETER THE QUARTERMASTER
ROBBY: MILK BATHS AND TICK PICKER
HEATHER: INTERCULTURAL COMMUNICATIONS AND MULTIPLE ORGANICS
JANINE: ARCHIVIST, PHOTOGRAPHER and LURKER DOBBER

After day 1……

Slowee Mowee

Date: Thu Aug 5 1:11:53 1999
From: Marty Cielens (Stream Registrant)
Readable by: Everyone

Sorry folks, you've got no idea how hard its been a) finding enough to satisfy me, let alone you lot b) forging credit cards to pay for it all c) maintaining an even keel through all that dried drool, eyeball scraps and wind in your wake.

Nightfall found me on a strange border. Last sign said King Island 2k. I think I'm lost.

The heaving sea is not the sands
They've parked themselves in other lands
Smells may come and smells may go
But Mother Marie she makes them glow

The stories they'll tell of this intrepid band
Will ever resound across the land
Poor Tassie recovers in days to come
By then we'll be gone to the sound of our drum.

I'm camped in some god forsaken flea pit next to these blokes drinking Jim
Beam from the hub caps of their Harleys. The Moet hasn't frightened them
off so I'm going to have to bring out the soap.

Where's the next stop? Help!!

Silverton Oh Silverton

Date: Thu Aug 5 13:32:52 1999
From: Heather Ferguson (Stream Registrant)
Readable by: Everyone

I can hear your cool winds blowin...
And I think we should be goin
To Siiiiiilveeerrton!

Just so we don't lose the way, here is a map...
and a bit more info...

And just for you Spittie and Rels...

Sister Marie, you will have to have extra supplies of liquid refreshment - moonshine and Silverton are a match made in cyberheaven!

:)Heather

Re: Where I soliloquy

Date: Fri Aug 6 14:42:36 1999
From: Spitting Camel (Stream Registrant)
In reply to: Re: Where I am! (Spitting Camel)
Readable by: Everyone

CAMELTHELLO on CAMELBALISM.

To eat or not to eat...
That is the question....

Is it a greater feat
Not to eat meat

Of your kith and kin
Even in Karratha
Where everything goes

It's all relative....
Auntie Camella
Cousin Rex ( he has tasty looking haunches)

Help me out.......

I am stumbling in the wilderness.....
Seeking help......

Where are you HELP

Oh what a dilemma I face
In this camel race

Maybe Claire has hay in the hungi

Re: Where I soliloquy

Date: Fri Aug 6 15:21:33 1999
From: Spitting Camel (Stream Registrant)
In reply to: Re: Where I soliloquy (Spitting Camel)
Readable by: Everyone

LADY CAMELLA

Out
Out damned Spot!

Who let the dog in?

Re: Where I soliloquy

Date: Fri Aug 6 15:41:40 1999
From: Spitting Camel (Stream Registrant)
In reply to: Re: Where I soliloquy (Spitting Camel)
Readable by: Everyone

Reflections of Spitty ...lost in the wilderness on the way to Karratha!

SUCH ARE THE QUESTIONS OF LIFE

Is it better to have loved
Than not to have loved at all?

Is it better to have kithed
Than not to have kithed at all?

Is it better to have slagged
Than not to have slagged at all?

Is it better to have tried a joint
Than never to have tried at all?

Is it better to have had a crush on Jordane
Than have never to have crushed at all?

Is it better to have squashed that poor little dog with my left hindleg
Than never to have squashed at all?

Is it better to have siphoned off Sister Marie's moonshine
Than never to have siphoned at all?

Is it better to have kept my rellies in the closet
Than not to have rellies at all?

Is it better to have drooled on Claire
Than not to have drooled at all?

Is it better not to have been an extra in Lawrence of Arabia
And had that sticked poked up your bum in the Sun's Anvil scene
Than never to have acted at all?

Is it better not to have run a small business providing analysis spit
Than not to have worked at all?

Such are the questions of life......

BUT WHAT ARE THE ANSWERS?????

Where IS everyone.... will I ever catch up..

I am feeling alone and vulnerable here in the desert on the way to Karratha.

Re: W - soliloquy cont

Date: Fri Aug 6 15:45:00 1999
From: Spitting Camel (Stream Registrant)
In reply to: Re: Where I soliloquy (Spitting Camel)
Readable by: Everyone

A scene form Romeocamel and Juliettelama

Hark!
What sound from yonder window breaks?

Oh that's just my cousin Camela after too many peanuts!

Re: W - soliloquy cont

Date: Fri Aug 6 15:47:20 1999
From: Spitting Camel (Stream Registrant)
In reply to: Re: W - soliloquy cont (Spitting Camel)
Readable by: Everyone

From Romeocamel and Juliettelama

Romeocamel Romeocamel Romeocamel Romeocamel
Where four art though Romeocamels

Those triplets are always late for bungy jumping off balconies!

{ed: Spitty made a last will and testament thinking she was done for. Some people were a tad miffed……}

Re: WILL and TESTAMENT

Date: Sun Aug 8 15:34:21 1999
From: Heather Ferguson (Stream Registrant)
In reply to: Re: WILL and TESTAMENT (Spitting Camel)
Readable by: Everyone

Oh Spitty, Oh Spitty
You break my heart with pity
Your gift of ticks and chocolate-coat
Has my guilty conscience smote
Where has thou wandered forlorn
When here I'm munching fresh sweet corn
Fear not and let that heart not break
(I think it's just a belly ache!)
Take heart, look up, and you will see
Your fellow trekkers all 'round thee
You didn't think we'd left you off
Without a drool or spit or cough?

Just settle down by this gum tree
And I'll boil the billy tea?
You'd rather some more bitey stuff?
Well thanks! I too have got the huff!
Suffice to say before I go
Just have a burp and have a blow
You'll feel better, all revived
(With the stench I hope we survive!)
Hugs and kisses you old ....
From the bottom of my - saddle bag!!

:)Heather

OH ALCAZAR!

Date: Sun Aug 8 21:40:15 1999
From: Sister Marie Psychic (Stream Registrant)
Readable by: Everyone

What a beautiful sight! There's no place like the Alcazar! It looks so magnificent at sunset! A wonder to behold.

I feel all teary and deeply sensitive! My friends are leaving for pastures far and near.

I weep and wail and gnash my teeth.

The time has come to say goodbye.

The hills are alive with the sound of mule's sick! How do you solve a problem like Marie-a!

How do you ...Von Trapp!

Like this....

So long!
Farewell!
I'm leaving you tonight

I hate to leave
But I must face my plight

The time has come
For me to say goodnight

So long farewell
To you
And you
And you!

The time has come
For me to say
Adieu
And
Bonsoir
And Yasou
And
Dasvidanya
And
Dobre Dzien
And
Asta La Vista
BABY!

Thank you for coming to the Alcazar
And for sharing your gossip
Slander
Intrigue
And Moonshine

It was a thrill to have you visit
Come back for a tipple any time

Late lament

Date: Sun Aug 8 23:44:14 1999
From: Marty Cielens (Stream Registrant)
Readable by: Everyone

Down to the desert of their blighted mind
The weary travellers slow descend
Down to the pit of bears they tread

The marsh they drained no longer green
But stained with blood and mud and tears
And sounds of the fog they call sad sorrow

Helloooooo...is anybody there?

Date: Tue Aug 10 13:20:29 1999
From: Janine Bowes (Stream Registrant)
Readable by: Everyone

Ode to Alcazar

Cocktails coctails everywhere and not a soul to drink
They must be off at serious threads joining in the think
Perhaps there was a notice sent
That I did not receive
That said our time in here was spent
And please now could you leave

I must admit I saw the bit
Where Sis said her farewell
And Spitty also said goodbye
With one last spit and drool

And Marty gave a last lament
Which really does suggest
That all is done and now it's up to us to do the rest

And where was Lady Chattery
Did anyone spot her?
I think this ploy is just a ruse
To make us do our bit
To see what new stuff might emerge
Replacing drool and spit.

Re: easy poetry for the busy Lurker

Date: Tue Aug 10 16:44:41 1999
From: Lisa Terry (Stream Registrant)
In reply to: Re: Calling all Lurkers: easy poetry for the busy Lurker (Janine Bowes)
Readable by: Everyone

Thou beslubbered, hog-biting cameloos
Thou hath safaried and then fled
Whyeth not thee join me in the British Isles
And and examine Sol instead?

Dianne and Janine hath the right ideaology
I too will catch a star
Joineth us for eclipsical cocktails
in the bar of the travelling Alcazar

PS Come with me Spitty, there won't be any of those nasty sniffer dogs if go by asteral travel on a star.