Lol!Wonderful! Spoken out of a sleepless soul!
Rather modestly:
Apostrophing sleep
Oh sleep!
Thou that ares´t
The home of the homeless
The food of the hungry for rest
The answer to the questions of the philosopher
And the hiatus of peace of the warrior!
Thou that are called to sing the lullaby equally
To young and old
To poor and rich
To the workers and the loiterers
To man and beast
Who takesd all creatures
under thy protecting cloak
Don´t forsake us!
"I seemed to have sensed also from an early age that some of my experiences as a reader would change me more as a person than would many an event in the world where I sat and read. "
Gerald Murnane, Tamarisk Row
Not nonsense at all... enjoyed
An Anonymous Man Named Trevane
Trevane was a man who liked to dance
He had all the right moves at first glance
But his greatest faux pas
That made the dance floor thaw
Was when he loudly recited from Pirates of Penzance
9/21/2022
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor
tailor
who am I but a stitch in time
what if I were to bare my soul
would you see me origami
7-8-2015
Trying to emulate Manoel de Barros, the master of meaningful nonsense!
"The Rock
Being a rock
I have the pleasure of lying on the ground.
I only deprive lizards and butterflies.
Certain shells take shelter in me.
Mosses grow from my interstices.
Birds use me to sharpen their beaks.
Sometimes a heron occupies me all day.
I feel praised.
There are other privileges to being a rock:
a—I irritate the silence of insects,
b—I am the beat of moonlight in solitude,
c—In the mornings I bathe in dew.
d—And the sun compliments me first." Translated by Idra Novey’
My attempt:
The pond
I delight
In the state of pond.
Birds visit me.
Clouds bathe at my feet.
Pebbles whisper all the day long,
and the night lends me her blue stared cloak.
"I seemed to have sensed also from an early age that some of my experiences as a reader would change me more as a person than would many an event in the world where I sat and read. "
Gerald Murnane, Tamarisk Row
"I only deprive lizards and butterflies." - very notable
Enjoyed both poems
A mash up of "Nothing Gold Can Stay" by Robert Frost...
https://www.familyfriendpoems.com/po...y-robert-frost
[font=Palatino Linotype][b]Her Nature's So Leaf
Her Nature's so leaf
to gold, to grief, But hold.
Her stay goes. to a leaf's hue
Eden is dawn
subsides first hour.
hardest sank down. So
only Nothing can leaf
Then green gold flower;
So to an early day.
9/23/2022
(lol)................... just realized (9/24/2022) I mashed up this same poem on 8/13/2022:
Her Leaf's Grief
Her leaf's grief,
So leaf.
hold. So early gold,
Her green day. so a goes is
to an Eden hue can hour.
Then sank to subsides
Nothing to down only gold dawn flower;
But stay. Nature's leaf first to hardest
8/13/2022
... must be channeling Robert Frost for some raison.
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor
Last edited by tailor STATELY; 09-25-2022 at 02:34 AM.
tailor
who am I but a stitch in time
what if I were to bare my soul
would you see me origami
7-8-2015
Lol.
A mash up of the mash up!
The Leaf is Nature
The leaf is golden, the leaf is green
flowers grow in between
in all hues of Eden
born at the first hour of dawn.
"I seemed to have sensed also from an early age that some of my experiences as a reader would change me more as a person than would many an event in the world where I sat and read. "
Gerald Murnane, Tamarisk Row
Very good !
My Word Can poem from 9/22/2022:
( chime/initial/flakes/checkered/blaspheme/asleep/while )
Aggrandizing Masters
In grand attire
Cufflinks with intaglio initials
I join my fellows at the boards
While outsiders who would blaspheme Morphy
Of 19th century’s checkered past
Chime in asleep of wit
Would trade a Queen for a pawn
Without the grand sacrifice predicated thereon
If we let them play: Flakes and twits
Kibitzing while the real battles rage on
9/22/2022 r. 9/24/2022
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor
Last edited by tailor STATELY; 09-24-2022 at 05:12 PM.
tailor
who am I but a stitch in time
what if I were to bare my soul
would you see me origami
7-8-2015
Very resonant with meaning!
My trial with the same words
( chime/initial/flakes/checkered/blaspheme/asleep/while )
A rehearsal of peace
The initial chime finds me asleep
while the flakes of snow drop softly, silently.
No room for blaspheming here
No checkered black and white reality;
for one fleeting moment
serenity prevails.
Next chalenge: (moon, phosphorescence, firefly, wardrobe, enduring, bliss, downstairs).
Last edited by Danik 2016; 09-26-2022 at 08:56 AM.
"I seemed to have sensed also from an early age that some of my experiences as a reader would change me more as a person than would many an event in the world where I sat and read. "
Gerald Murnane, Tamarisk Row
Beautiful poemAccept your challenge:
enduring blißfully
( moon, phosphorescence, firefly, wardrobe, enduring, bliss, downstairs )
downstairs below the moon's gaze
they choose from a wardrobe of
phosphorescent guise -
imitating the very stars in the sky
fireflies enduring in bliß
9/25/2022
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor
Last edited by tailor STATELY; 09-26-2022 at 03:22 PM. Reason: wrong date / italicize last eszett / smiley face
tailor
who am I but a stitch in time
what if I were to bare my soul
would you see me origami
7-8-2015
Luminous poem! A curiosity: bliss written with the German ß.
"I seemed to have sensed also from an early age that some of my experiences as a reader would change me more as a person than would many an event in the world where I sat and read. "
Gerald Murnane, Tamarisk Row
lol... poetic license affectation added
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor
tailor
who am I but a stitch in time
what if I were to bare my soul
would you see me origami
7-8-2015
Fireflies exude
the phosforescence
of the moon.
Downstairs,
in the
abandoned room
a wardrobe glimmers
in the moonshine.
Faraway,
the plaintive sounds
of a guitar.
Is there
enduring bliss?
"I seemed to have sensed also from an early age that some of my experiences as a reader would change me more as a person than would many an event in the world where I sat and read. "
Gerald Murnane, Tamarisk Row
Enjoyed
The Yellow Buttercup / A Villanelle
Daphne had stooped to admire a buttercup
It was just so yellow and brilliant
Like an elegant miniature teacup
Daphne drove a blue beater pickup
That drove her faithfully each day to the plant
Daphne had stooped to admire a buttercup
Each day she struggled to keep her spirits up
She tried yoga and focused on a chant
Like an elegant miniature teacup
Others tried to distract her with a new lineup
Said it was time to apply for a grant
Daphne had stooped to admire a buttercup
Daphne decided to consider a backup
Her fiancé becoming more and more scant
Like an elegant miniature teacup
Daphne's new partner was a cutup
Who turned her thoughts hopelessly aslant
Daphne had stooped to admire a buttercup
Like an elegant miniature teacup
9/29/2022
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor
tailor
who am I but a stitch in time
what if I were to bare my soul
would you see me origami
7-8-2015
Lol! Curious about the end of the story!
The camel and eye of the needle
There once was a camel
Who had a preference for the eyes of a needle
Each time it saw a needle
He had to go though its eye.
But one day
As could be expected,
The camel got stuck.
It was a very thin needle,
It couldn´t resist
And it got stuck.
Soon there was a big crowd around the camel
stuck in the eye of the needle.
Everybody wanted to help or simply watch:
The police came, but there was nothing for it to do
No crime had been committed.
The firemen arrived with much to do,
But much as they threw water on it,
The camel didn´t budge.
The environmental police arrived,
Ready to transport the camel, needle and all,
But the camel didn´t budge.
All the while, reporters kept writing
sending messages
talking on their mobiles
Accessing internet
and making a big bustle.
One of the reporters,
was there with his daughter,
An energetic little girl of five.
While father was bustling around,
she let go of his hand.
Getting near the camel,
she gave it the slightest of pushes,
and the animal was free.
"I seemed to have sensed also from an early age that some of my experiences as a reader would change me more as a person than would many an event in the world where I sat and read. "
Gerald Murnane, Tamarisk Row
?? I'll leave the context to the reader; my naiveté must be showing. The villanelle was a product of just trying to write a villanelle with no basis in fact - which is why I consider it nonsense.
I chose poor rhyming words (not enough rhyming words to work with) and I may tinker with it some more.
Your updated parable/metaphor/hyperbole of 'the camel through the eye of a needle' is endearing... gives hope to all especially through the context of children
An Anonymous Poet Named Don
An anonymous poet named Don
Once said, "Admire my great lexicon!"
It was quite sufficient
But less than proficient
He couldn't resist displaying his poetry on the Jumbotron
9/29/2022
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor
tailor
who am I but a stitch in time
what if I were to bare my soul
would you see me origami
7-8-2015
re: Lol!
re2: (blush!) The Camel and Eye of the Needle- The story came spontaneously, but I must have read something similar somewhere. I´ve reached the age when one often doesn´t remember any more where the references come from.
re3:Learned what was "displaying his poetry on the Jumbotron."
Paraphernalia
Wild words
ran amok.
They are all wanted
by the police.
"I seemed to have sensed also from an early age that some of my experiences as a reader would change me more as a person than would many an event in the world where I sat and read. "
Gerald Murnane, Tamarisk Row
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