Subject Poetry Contest.

[Cassie Hughes]

Muscles balk, daring to challenge
the mind that forces them on,
A will made strong by memories
of graves gone by.
The latest only yesterday.
A friend, contemporary,
One who shared the last light
of a journey daily made,

Their only exercise
that to and fro
from pub to chippie
then back to couch.

Death initiates the will to change,
Bringing unwilling body to heel.
The energy debt incurred leading
to sublime sleep.
Mindless, repetitive
actions bringing peace
at last to mind unwilling
to face the truth.

That we are merely
fleeting shadows
in the great
wheel of time.

[tonywalt]

Muscles balk, daring to challenge
the mind that forces them on,
A will made strong by memories
of graves gone by.
The latest only yesterday.
A friend, contemporary,
One who shared the last light
of a journey daily made,

Their only exercise
that to and fro
from pub to chippie
then back to couch.

Death initiates the will to change,
Bringing unwilling body to heel.
The energy debt incurred leading
to sublime sleep.
Mindless, repetitive
actions bringing peace
at last to mind unwilling
to face the truth.

That we are merely
fleeting shadows
in the great
wheel of time.

Love this! - Philip Larkinesque in it's area of topic

[Cassie Hughes]

Thanks tonywalt. Praise indeed. *Blushes*

[spikepipsqueak]

Thanks for the post, Cassie. I am an older person and learning lessons from the loss of friends does speak to me.

I especially like these words, their lyrical quality keeps calling me back to them.

One who shared the last light
of a journey daily made,

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More entries, people? Closing date is the first of next month.

[Danik 2016]

Death initiates the will to change,
Bringing unwilling body to heel.
The energy debt incurred leading
to sublime sleep.
Mindless, repetitive
actions bringing peace
at last to mind unwilling
to face the truth.

That we are merely
fleeting shadows
in the great
wheel of time.

How true. Thank you, Cassie!

[kiz_paws]

Muscles balk, daring to challenge
the mind that forces them on,
A will made strong by memories
of graves gone by.
The latest only yesterday.
A friend, contemporary,
One who shared the last light
of a journey daily made,

Their only exercise
that to and fro
from pub to chippie
then back to couch.

Death initiates the will to change,
Bringing unwilling body to heel.
The energy debt incurred leading
to sublime sleep.
Mindless, repetitive
actions bringing peace
at last to mind unwilling
to face the truth.

That we are merely
fleeting shadows
in the great
wheel of time.

Very profound, beautifully written.

[Cassie Hughes]

Thanks so much guys.

[spikepipsqueak]

Calling it, and I hope I never have to make such a choice again. Both appeal, for very different reasons.

Choosing between 2 pieces that incorporate both truth and beauty I lean towards Cassie, with thanks to both poets.

[YesNo]

Congratulations, Cassie!

[Cassie Hughes]

Thanks spikepipsqueak and YesNo.

As it is November I am going to be very boring and suggest the prompt "Fireworks". It will be interesting to see in which direction the word takes all of your creative minds.

[YesNo]

What’s spooky in November
Fireworks my fear.
Bumps and groans
And nighttime moans
Entertain my ears.

[Cassie Hughes]

A great start YesNo. Who else is going to rise to the challenge?
I give you till Dec 1st...

[Cassie Hughes]

C'mon guys. Who is prepared to give YesNo a run for their money?.........

[Cassie Hughes]

Only one day left before I call this so if you want to enter now's the time.......

[PeterL]

I couldn't touch that. Y/N did a great little job.