Why?
We set the date and engraved the ring.
He was not destined for the aisle.
The smith fired,
Melted and combined
My old penny
And his dime.
I got mine
From my grandma’s purse.
He found his
While sitting on a well.
We wore them
Before the end of Spring
When we kissed
And the stars glistened.
For what reason
Did you slay him?
Was it his finger,
Was it his ring?
How did it blind you?
All that glitters is not gold.
Fools Gold
Her eyes shone like stardust
and even than I should have known,
for what are star lights but the remainders
of the dead.
But when she smiled I felt my heart
come to a halt and could beat no
more.
How than I should have let go,
but she cast me beneath her spell,
her laughter like chiming bells,
but oh the fatal hour when for me
it would toll no more.
I never saw the cracks, as chips of paint
beginning to flake from the veneer
for I was too dazzled by the vibrancy
of her plumage.
She seemed to radiate and never did I see
that it was all stage lighting for too late
I have learned that all that glisters is not gold,
and a fool I was for her glitz.
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. ~ Edgar Allan Poe
Thank you for all the contributions to this contest!
MarkBastable: It looks like Mary Jane is going to have to watch out for her mum. Next time she may get a baby brother. I liked the formatting of the poem.
Pendragon: I think that is good advice on writing poetry. It should come from the soul and not the intellect building glittering monuments.
cacian: I liked the sound of the first 3 lines and their parallel in lines 7-9. I also liked the two beats per line excluding the two lines containing just the word "and". Although I don't think I understood all of it, I enjoyed the sound of the words.
miyako73: That is a strange story of a boyfriend's murder perhaps because of their ring made from inexpensive metals. Very interesting.
Dark Muse: This is a nice description of a person losing his illusions about a lover. I liked the setting in a theater where the illusions are expected and deliberate. This emphasizes his foolishness for believing the illusions.
These choices are always hard to make and I am no expert. All deserve to win, but for this round I have picked
cacian
for the sound of the words.
Congratulations!
My blog: https://frankhubeny.blog/
Hi YesNo I am flattered I can't believe I won.
Thank you very much indeed!!
OK the next line is the famous:
''to be or not to be''
good luck and look forward to reading your poems.
Last edited by cacian; 05-07-2012 at 05:28 AM.
it may never try
but when it does it sigh
it is just that
good
it fly
Previous Poor Choice
Some say I really had no choice.
I died. I'm back again.
A fresher body's inner voice
Holds something old within
That wonders this time will I choose
to be -- or not to be and lose.
My blog: https://frankhubeny.blog/
Skywalker
Balanced on the edge of the world
within the grip of youths first immorality,
when all things seem possible,
and what greater power than the control
of one's own destiny?
To be or not to be, that is the question asked,
with the rush of adrenaline in every breath
how easy to fly free now, completely
in one fleeting moment, and die at the height
of everything in swift glory.
Or to retreat back into life
and slowly diminish into nothing
but a memory and that too becomes fading,
loosing confidence in the ability to defy gravity,
and becoming more grounded by the hour.
What would it mean to die at the very moment
in which you know you will never again
feel as vibrantly, exquisitely, invincibly
alive?
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. ~ Edgar Allan Poe
Nothing Inbetween
Existing, but twisting
To know, even though
We suffer, get tougher
We grow, or stay low
To choose is to lose
No matter what you're after
To sin, and drink gin
To be pure, with no allure.
Is it black, mack?
Towards the light, the white?
I lay in dismay
Peer in the fray, with no shade of grey
Never free,
We will always see
Either to be,
Or not to be.
Last edited by BookBeauty; 05-07-2012 at 09:59 AM.
There is no such thing as a moral or an immoral book. Books are well written or badly written. ~Oscar Wilde.
some real good pieces here, keep them comin guys!!
Last edited by cacian; 05-15-2012 at 02:35 AM.
it may never try
but when it does it sigh
it is just that
good
it fly
Ok it has been more then two weeks and so here are the results
I think all three deserve to win but if I had to grade them I would put
YesNo is in third positon for simplicity and the catching last two lines - very nice-
Dark Muse in second position for its philosophical style and richeness of language- excellent read
and so in first position and therefore winner of this competition is BookBeauty for its
intriguing and well thought out words and meanings - very well done-
over to you BookBeauty
it may never try
but when it does it sigh
it is just that
good
it fly
Congrats Book Beauty
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. ~ Edgar Allan Poe
Good show Book Beauty
Some of us laugh
Some of us cry
Some of us smoke
Some of us lie
But it's all just the way
that we cope with our lives...
Hey, thanks everybody. I really didn't expect to win this one.
After thinking about this for 5 minutes, I have a splendid idea, since I've been thinking of this concept quite often lately.
Next up is a phrase/poem from Tao Te Ching, illustrating the concepts of Taoism's 'Wu Wei', which I encourage contestants to familiarize themselves with.
Your assignment is due on June 1st, 2012. Good luck to all who are participating!Related translation from the Tao Tê Ching by Priya Hemenway, Chapter II:
2
The Sage is occupied with the unspoken
and acts without effort.
Teaching without verbosity,
producing without possessing,
creating without regard to result,
claiming nothing,
the Sage has nothing to lose.
Last edited by BookBeauty; 05-20-2012 at 03:12 PM.
There is no such thing as a moral or an immoral book. Books are well written or badly written. ~Oscar Wilde.
I need more explicit instructions, designed for the Tao-challenged.
What do we have to write and what bit of the thing you quote do we have to include in what we write?
Originally Posted by BookBeauty
Hey, thanks everybody. I really didn't expect to win this one.
After thinking about this for 5 minutes, I have a splendid idea, since I've been thinking of this concept quite often lately.
Next up is a phrase/poem from Tao Te Ching, illustrating the concepts of Taoism's 'Wu Wei', which I encourage contestants to familiarize themselves with.
Your assignment is due on June 1st, 2012. Good luck to all who are participating!
It's very open-ended. Sky's the limit.
I expect you to take the idea, or concept, and make it your own, or you can use any part of the phrase/poem that takes your interest and make it your own. You won't be getting in trouble for thinking outside the box with this one, as that's the point.
Have lots of fun with this one.
If it helps to understand, here's a wikipedia link about 'Wu Wei', where I also extracted the poem from:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wu_wei
Last edited by BookBeauty; 05-20-2012 at 05:46 PM.
There is no such thing as a moral or an immoral book. Books are well written or badly written. ~Oscar Wilde.
Claiming Nothing
Claiming nothing, I still lose,
Although I have no heart to win.
I have no heart to even choose
To win or lose. The pains begin
To torment while those taunting smile:
I have been losing all the while.
It doesn't matter I admit.
It's all illusion. Yes, God knows,
But offers few ways out of it:
My execution comes and goes.
I was no sage, I would admit.
Like many I lost all of it.
My blog: https://frankhubeny.blog/
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