Subject Poetry Contest.

[tailor STATELY]

Thank you both for your poems. Enjoyed them both on multiple levels.

cacian - a fanciful poesy with ideology, an invocation of the fairytale Cinderall (Cinderella)... and lobster!!... loved it.

YesNo - after research I found oubliette to be a double threat word: open pit or forgotten... a wonderful find. Your use of an abccb rhyme scheme with a syllable count of 86886 resulted in a wistful reading experience.

A difficult choice.

Going with my gut on this one - mostly based on an interview I found recently with the B-52's re: their first hit single and choose cacian as having the winning entry.

Congratulations !

Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor STATELY

[Danik 2016]

Congrats, cacian!

[cacian]

tailor STATELy and Danik thank you very much

and the next subject topic is:

the sea

good luck and look forward to reading your entries

[YesNo]

Thank you, tailor STATELY, and congrats, cacian!

[cacian]

Thank you, tailor STATELY, and congrats, cacian!

YesNo thank you and long time no seen hope you are well

[cacian]

delete

[Danik 2016]

Nice to "see" you Yes/No. I was wondering if you had difficulties entering the forum because of the changes of 25.05.

[YesNo]

Thank you, cacian and Danik! I was having some performance trouble with LitNet, but that has been off and on over the past year.

Here is a poem for the contest:

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The Sea

It’s wet. That’s why I stay away,
But its enchantment makes me wild
Like calmly wind drives everyday,
Like innocence surrounds a child.

[tailor STATELY]

A Vast Sea of Stars 6.14.2018 / (a true story)


Death came by while you were asleep
He paused at your room where another slept
Yet tarried not there and continued on

Death came by while you were asleep
Hindered not by the bustle of caregivers' feet
His silence a roar drowning out all sound

Death came by while you were asleep
Unseen by all till he found his appointed
Who welcomed him gladly with open arms

Death came by while you were asleep
Dozens of pink flamingos stood silent witness

as a thin man dressed in black

Transferred a shroud into his van nearby

where a fountain played

Death came by while you were asleep
And later as the golems and shriekers of night

stood in line for their meds

A demented man in a wheelchair counted his fingers

Death came by while you were asleep
He's piloting a ship through a vast sea of stars
Ferrying souls to their next destination

6/14/2018

Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor STATELY

[cacian]

YesNo

a real great piece

Like calmly wind drives everyday,
Like innocence surrounds a child.

the last two lines are brilliant

tailor STATELY

an absolute gem of a piece albeit sad. It is beautifully crafted it is to read and reread.
much enjoyed!

and the winner is:

tailor STATELY
well done!!!

[Danik 2016]

That´s a beautiful poem, tS!

[YesNo]

Congratulations, tailor STATELY! Thank you, cacian! I am glad you liked those last two lines.

[tailor STATELY]

Thank you cacian, Danik 2016, and YesNo.

This is a true story as I noted in the title - the ending being subjective of course. My wife was at a care facility recuperating from knee re-constructive surgery and I spent 3-nights cat-napping in various chairs nearby. My wife was removed from their care after she developed an infection that wasn't being addressed in a manner conducive to her recovery. For many in care facilities this is their last stop and the last resort for families who can no longer care for their family members.

The poem was inspired when I took an early morning break to get some fresh air outside and I noticed a black van with its rear door open just beyond the 85 kitschy plastic pink flamingos and a burbling fountain from where I was sitting. Soon, a thin man all dressed in black with a black tie wheeled a gurney with a body covered in a white blanket up to the van door and pushed the gurney completely in... then left. As I pondered this unsettling turn of events I walked back into the facility where meds where being dispensed and I noticed a certain demented man whom I've known for a number of years infamous for his wandering the facility in the past before he was wheelchair bound and entering other patrons rooms and, well, being a nuisance. I had wondered before I saw him if he might have been the "departed", but no - there he was in all his vacuousness._(sigh)

Ok, new subject on a brighter note (sic): Music

Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor STATELY

[YesNo]

Music

It’s sound that turns our hearts around.
Rejecting silence from the ground
It shares its voice to praise the day
As we agree and go its way.

[cacian]

music
maestro
they come to an alliance
sound is a science without
the chemical appliance
each note
infinite stroke
light spoke:
it is the discovery
of hope in recovery