I thank you very much
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I thank you very much
Congrads, DarkMuse! :yesnod::yesnod::yesnod:
Yes, I must agree with your praise for each of these entries and a salutation to you for having found & posted those opening lines!
It is my favorite time of year. Halloween time! Becasue for me the whole month of October is all about Halloween in honor of the ocassion I present you with your next line:
For the soul is dead that slumbers,~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow- A Psalm of Life
A puzzle piece snugly fit
within the mind of the quibbling jester
crafting a clever reprise
a universal truth set forth to the numbers
recited with great assurance
no one awake is safe
"for the soul is dead that slumbers"
Winter Hibernation
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
But winter soon is here
And darkness makes me sleepy.
The silence wraps my fear.
The sun gets bright in springtime,
But maybe not next year.
Alone my dreams will blanket
My mind and hold me dear.
Don't find yourself sleeping on the road of life
Because what happens depends on your choices
For the soul is dead that slumbers--
You've got to see where you're going to choose well
There will be times of glorious opportunity
There will be obstacles to dodge
Bridges to burn and bridges to build
The choice remains truly yours, and yours alone
Life sometimes is a shaky tightrope
Across the gap between heaven and hell
The soul that dozes will slip and fall
The soul awake seizes each moment
If the soul is dead that slumbers
The soul awake shall never die...
Pendragon
She writes sadder poetry
than anyone would want read
and writes "She'd be better dead"
and forces herself to cry.
What is there that she lives for?
The soul is dead that slumbers
but dreams feign life! She wonders
what is past death's brambled door
She joined a scene for allies
in her self waged pity war
but became a fashion whore
and learned to live for parties.
Now it's happy ending's all around!
She drinks to sleep on, not in, the ground.
Thank you everyone so far for your entires. I am going to set the deadline of Oct 25.
So please keep them coming!
Soul and body are the same
So guess the meaning of the game
Confuse the two and you are proven dead
For well before you can do that
You have to split it; gone like mad
And soon ask your living hell
A soul that slumbers's a body's wealth?
Thank you to all who have entered so far. If you have not posted yet there are 5 days left for the deadline!
I am going to be flying out tomorrow so I haven't really been able to think about judging today, so I figured I will just give you a few more days while I am gone.
You have until the 31st.
Thank you everyone who entered, I enjoyed reading all of your entries, it was a touch choice, but here are the results.
Fozzie Funk: I really enjoyed the imagery of your poem and the playful way in which you approach the theme. I think you were able to invoke the macabre but at the same time there is a humor to it that I appreciate. It puts me in the mind of a carnival which often does join the morbid with the comic.
Pendragon: You have created a very profound poem and I enjoyed the way in which you were able to take the line and give it an inspirational message. I liked how that did take things in a rather unexpected direction and was an original take. I also enjoyed your word play with the line and how you reversed the meaning. Wonderful work as usual
krymsonkyng: I really liked the way in which the ending of the poem took me by surprise. I was not expecting it to take the sudden cynical turn and I thought it did provide a rather interesting twist. While on the one hand she managed to save her life, but in a way it seems as if she is still dead inside to achieve the goal.
cafolini: Though you did not directly quote the line within your poem I do think you found a creative way to allude to it. I liked the humorous touch within your poem and I really liked the line "You have to split it; gone like mad." I think you did have a very unique approach.
And the winner is...................
YesNo: I love the imagery of your poem and found it to be captivating and enchanting. It was elegantly written and of all the entries this one most spoke to my own soul. It captured the beauty in darkness. In particular I loved these lines:
"And darkness makes me sleepy.
The silence wraps my fear."
Congrads, Yesno! :smile5:
Thanks, Dark Muse! And Pendragon!
I was walking on a wooded trail last weekend in a park that I had not been to before and came to a division in the path. I suddenly recalled Robert Frost's poem, The Road Not Taken: http://www.bartleby.com/119/1.html, and wondered what I should do. So here is the line for the next contest:
"I took the one less traveled by"
In my case, both paths looked equally well-traveled, but I realized I had to turn around because it was getting dark.
Deadline: Saturday, November 25th.