You of the Moyo clan

[Moyo]

Vayera Moyo, do you know who you are?

Have you not parted multitudes with the rod of the spear?

Have you not ruled longer (through the Mutapa's) for a thousand years?

Longer than any other royal family on the face of this planet save the Japanese emperor who ironically

was also worshiped as a god.

Do you and your vassals not have a great tradition of literature in the form of nhetembo?

Do you not have the only instrument in black Africa to have a scale, is not the concept of the musical

chord alien to the African mind but yours?

Did you not have a 10 day week to rule over time where the rest of Africa moved by sight , depending on

the signs of the moon. What audacity that you be called "dewa" (god), that at the stretch of your hand

you might reach the heavens, to cause celestial bodies to fall, that mambo should not eat if it not be on

a plate made out of the moon.

Was Changamire not forced to speak behind a veil of white sheet when he addressed his subjects , lest

they see him and be stricken.

Was there not a university ku Dzimbabgwe where all the legitimate sons of you vassal chiefs were

raised and educated. Oh how reality twists and turns in agony, aching to watch you move. A

kaleidoscope of ontologies your being. But alas(!) it is all futility, echoes of praise fit for nothing more

than your shadow............................................ .....Moyo!?!?....Who *are* you? <confused>

[YesNo]

There's an avant-garde poetry contest going on, Moyo, you might find interesting. Here's a link: http://www.online-literature.com/forums/showthread.php?79288-Avant-Garde-Poetry-Contest-2&p=1307827#post1307827

The prize, if you win, is you will be the person judging the next contest.

[Moyo]

So...let me get this right..I win and enter a poem next contest..well. #rigging_elections_seriously_im_a_Zimbabwean

[YesNo]

If you win, you don't get to enter a poem (or if you do, your poem doesn't count), but you get to pick the next theme (if any) and you get to judge who the winner is from the poems that are posted in the thread for that new contest. Usually you set a deadline of a few weeks.

So, how about giving it a try? You could post the same one you used as the original post for this thread. The only worry is you might win. That is the only problem.

[Moyo]

Thanks for the belief in me...i'll try it..what parts did you like?

[YesNo]

I liked the unusual mythology. In particular, I liked this idea: "that mambo should not eat if it not be on a plate made out of the moon".

[Moyo]

I liked the unusual mythology. In particular, I liked this idea: "that mambo should not eat if it not be on a plate made out of the moon".

Lol...but it's not myths..all of this is true except that part that you liked..and that was a story made to explain why the Rozvi started building in stone so they could reach the moon to make of it mambo's plate.mambo and changamire are interchangeable for King...all this really happened according to Portuguese records which were made in the 1600's.

[YesNo]

That makes it even more interesting! I am unaware of the history.

[Moyo]

That makes it even more interesting! I am unaware of the history.

Did you like my other stuff?

-The-Destroyers

in short stories and

A-sweet-hallo


in introductions

[Moyo]

Shimmer
a twinkle of play
Innocent dances
those from the ceremony of days
grey wisdom
fire of youth
live till the rule of spent time is full
die in a ceremony of life
we know you
you arise with silence
guardians of rest

[YesNo]

I haven't read the others. In looking at the most recent one, I liked the phrase "rule of spent time". I was puzzled by the word "ceremony". It seems there is a resurrection theme at the end.

[Moyo]

I haven't read the others. In looking at the most recent one, I liked the phrase "rule of spent time". I was puzzled by the word "ceremony". It seems there is a resurrection theme at the end.

Can you tell it's about the stars? First it starts of with the stars experience of themselves, then ends with our experience of them.theres a theme of creationism ( ceremony of days) then science, rule of spent time ie entropy.

[Moyo]

Soft...silky
Sweet..
Oh *i'm* sweet?
You see everywhere
But Peace
That's all I want...
Peace
Don't worry
You'll live on with me...
Maybe I'll have that later

[Moyo]

Nothing..
As far as the eye could see .
A suspension of form
Is it really one?
Look again !
It's two!
But..how..???
It was only a word!?!?
"YES,
I AM".

[prendrelemick]

Vayera Moyo, do you know who you are?

Have you not parted multitudes with the rod of the spear?

Have you not ruled longer (through the Mutapa's) for a thousand years?

Longer than any other royal family on the face of this planet save the Japanese emperor who ironically

was also worshiped as a god.

Do you and your vassals not have a great tradition of literature in the form of nhetembo?

Do you not have the only instrument in black Africa to have a scale, is not the concept of the musical

chord alien to the African mind but yours?

Did you not have a 10 day week to rule over time where the rest of Africa moved by sight , depending on

the signs of the moon. What audacity that you be called "dewa" (god), that at the stretch of your hand

you might reach the heavens, to cause celestial bodies to fall, that mambo should not eat if it not be on

a plate made out of the moon.

Was Changamire not forced to speak behind a veil of white sheet when he addressed his subjects , lest

they see him and be stricken.

Was there not a university ku Dzimbabgwe where all the legitimate sons of you vassal chiefs were

raised and educated. Oh how reality twists and turns in agony, aching to watch you move. A

kaleidoscope of ontologies your being. But alas(!) it is all futility, echoes of praise fit for nothing more

than your shadow............................................ .....Moyo!?!?....Who *are* you? <confused>

Is that Great Zimbabwe ? There is alot of detail there.

[Moyo]

Is that Great Zimbabwe ? There is alot of detail there.

Yes.
I am a direct descendant of the royal line :)

[Moyo]

Nothing..
As far as the eye could see .
A suspension of form
Is it really one?
Look again !
It's two!
But..how..???
It was only a word!?!?
"YES,
I AM"



Soft...silky
Sweet..
Oh *i'm* sweet?
You see everywhere
But Peace
That's all I want...
Peace
Don't worry
You'll live on with me...
Maybe I'll have that later



What do you think of the above poems. I involved the reader in the context of its appraisal. Him/her trying to figure out what its about. Can you guess?
Yes/no or anyone.

[prendrelemick]

Far too clever for me. I was wondering what those asterix are.

[Moyo]

Far too clever for me. I was wondering what those asterix are.

Top one is creation

bottom one there is the conflict of whos speaking , the spider or the prey...in the end ..through assimilation they r one

[Moyo]

MARYLIN MANROE
===================

Klinks of empty bottles on concrete
lazy heat not flowing...
sloshing about in puddles,
blowing in my hair..
my hair?
yes
and my dress
"Don't you know i don't need you"
But i know ...I know

[prendrelemick]

Once you know it's clear.

I like what you've done so far. I like having to think and seeing how others think. Anything that widens one's perspective is good.

[Moyo]

MARYLIN MANROE
===================

Klinks of empty bottles on concrete
lazy heat not flowing...
sloshing about in puddles,
blowing in my hair..
my hair?
yes
and my dress
"Don't you know i don't need you"
But i know ...I know

What do you think of this one?

First i described the day and the scenario..then introduced marilyn talking about her hair and dress (we all know the story of the dress)...then she says something out of the blue.."Dont you know i dont need you"...this one sentence and the silent reply show how toxic their relationship is..already you know they argue a lot and may always be breaking up and getting back together again. Marilyn is simply a codependant while the man is a codependant narciccist . He knows she always looks to him for the validation she never got as a child. He knows this but will not give it to her. it pisses her off and thats why he does it.

I also used contrastng consonants in the firt three lines to add colour..Kl-inks bo- TTLE C-on-CR-ete

then L's in the next two.
I also chose to release the tension created by the k 's in the first line with shhhhh in sloshing

Also the contrast between a brittle bottle and concrete show the different worlds that maryln interfaced with in her life but maybe thats not really apparent..i didnt intend that as i wrote it.

[YesNo]

What do you think of this one?

When it comes to poetry I am beginning to ask myself, What do I want the reader to experience on reading? Sound is the medium of the communication, but the experience contains meaning and feeling. What I don't want to have happen is for the reader to feel like a computer taking in the words as one might a puzzle to store and analyze.



First i described the day and the scenario..then introduced marilyn talking about her hair and dress (we all know the story of the dress)...then she says something out of the blue.."Dont you know i dont need you"...this one sentence and the silent reply show how toxic their relationship is..already you know they argue a lot and may always be breaking up and getting back together again. Marilyn is simply a codependant while the man is a codependant narciccist . He knows she always looks to him for the validation she never got as a child. He knows this but will not give it to her. it pisses her off and thats why he does it.

Monroe is somewhat before my time although I did see "Gentlemen Prefer Blondes" recently after reading Anita Loos' book. I assume you are referring to an image of her with the dress blowing up that one sees occasionally on posters. I don't know anything about the movie associated with that poster. Regarding females from my youth that I saw on TV, I remember more Shirley Temple, Betty Boop, Popeye's girlfriend Olive Oyl, and that cute mouseketeer, Annette Funicello. Marily Monroe was for the adults. Later in life Gracie Slick and Janice Joplin, especially their voices, were what kept my interest.

So the poem is too short to bring back many memories.



I also used contrastng consonants in the firt three lines to add colour..Kl-inks bo- TTLE C-on-CR-ete

then L's in the next two.

I noticed the alliteration with the K sound, but I did not notice the repetition of the L sound.



I also chose to release the tension created by the k 's in the first line with shhhhh in sloshing

This would have been unconscious for me as well.



Also the contrast between a brittle bottle and concrete show the different worlds that maryln interfaced with in her life but maybe thats not really apparent..i didnt intend that as i wrote it.

I don't know much about Monroe. I hear she had sex with Kennedy, but who knows?