mir: well, I must admit that your poem actually points out that mythical creatures require a mythical setting, so I followed...
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mir: well, I must admit that your poem actually points out that mythical creatures require a mythical setting, so I followed...
This is such a good idea! I usually just use this site for reading but I clicked on this thread out of interest, and I've ended up spending the whole afternoon reading poetry when I should have been working! oops! Anyway, now I am totally inspired and I actually joined the community (which I've always been a little shy of doing before). So just as soon as I figure out how this whole business works, I'm gonna post a poem! Hooray!
This is actually kind of scary. Posting a poem, I mean.
Blue Eyes
My ears were pricked and my senses whetted
I could run with the wind in its starry soar
My home was the forests, my heart was intrepid
And my sinews and strength were my body’s law.
Now my nose is not wet and my breath has abated,
I chafe at the bonds that myself I created
A life carved in stone which for years I awaited
My pride in my beauty my ultimate flaw.
My eyes were the colour of sky and sea,
My coat was the softness of silk in the raw
Now tourmaline bright is my spiritless sight
And my petrified fur ripples windswept no more.
I asked for the life that is given to statues
I begged for the fortune that comes with the fame
The prize that I sought has long palled in reflection
For years I have dreamed of my freedom of yore -
Before I fell prey to a life of indebted-
ness, longing to flee to a life I regretted for-
ever I dream of my past silhouetted, while
frozen alive in a candlelit fetidness
Frozen in stone in a prison of pride
With no door but my eyes,
My blue eyes, which though sightless,
Though silent and lightless,
Forever implore.
snowpetal, that's AMAZING! great job! and welcome to the forum!
Yes welcome Snowpetal. And thanks for contributing to the poetry contest.
Thanks! I have to confess, I was kind of nervous - all the poems I read have been *so* good!
Fun picture, Virgil. All the poems entered so far are well done. My vote is for Mir's though if you need help deciding.
Early this morning, right before I woke,
A Vulcan came by and hovered near the ceiling
Quoting wise sayings from seven different planets
Like
a Carcin Ott Ott should beware of upside down shoes,
For even one sight of a sole can rupture friendships.
Or
water dwellers with ears often speak the native tongue
Better than the natives. (that one is from a planet called Tark, the Vulcan assured me.)
The one that seemed to make the most sense to me
Was the one from Landis Five, it went something like this:
Fiery quadrupeds wing farthest
In search of satisfaction,
Often finding their eyes
Just where they left them
Most of them forget to look
Where they belong;
So seek out new sights, blind
Only finding at the end that
They were just so,
this was the way
they were to be
and nothing could be finer
Than that.
I offered the Vulcan a cup of coffee then,
Because I heard the automatic coffee pot
Began to bubble and hiss
Unfortunately he was late for some appointment with one of the C.E.O.’s
Of Horizon’s Unlimited, Inc.
Snowpetal I really liked your words!
Riesa, I was wondering how much coffee is required to meet Vulcans on the ceiling. I am curious about your referances. They seem fun.
I considered this for a while. I couldn't really come up with anything that struck me solid about this one.
So I just had some fun with it. I hope you all have fun reading it;)
In the council of the insect kingdom
On the root of an old oak tree
The ant set forth the proposition
“A hero” said he
The Butterfly objected
With a laugh both loud and long
“Such an idea is prepostioous,
I insist, we agree, it’s wrong!”
The mosquito considered the grey staunch wings
“It flies there is no doubt!
Can you imagine how the wind would flee,
when stretched and moved about?”
The lightning bug pondered the electric gaze
“A wonder not a whim.
Such power was not given by accident
blue fire pours out from in!”
The potato bug wondered at the hard stone coat
“A hard and durable shell!
Through the valley of death I could walk with it
and storm the gates of hell.”
The grasshopper cried of strong rear legs
“To the moon in a single bound!
An entire continent would be required
for the daily hoppings around”
The fly was heard to comment
“An obviously sensitive nose.
No delicacy would be missed
In any direction you chose”
The spider called
“A predator of the most advanced skill!
See how very patient,
Absolutely still”
The council conviened far into the night
The gargoyle consigned by fate
for all the grace in heaven
stone lips will not enter debate. :D
you know, we should really do something with these poems. only one can be selected each time, but they're all so great! we should make a book or something . . . like haiga (haiku combined with paintings or pictures)
virgil . . . ? i really don't want this thread to die . . .
Orionsbelt, I appreciate that you found the fun in my poem, I know the quality is subpar, but I did want it to at least amuse someone besides myself.
All the references are just made up, but I need at least a three cups of coffee before my mind starts thinking that way. :goof:
Mir, great idea! and I believe Virg has been busy lately, he'll get around to it, I'm sure.
and I also like the idea of an Haiga thread! Hmm?
OK let's set a deadline for Friday as the last day for this. And then I'll pick a winner that evening.
On the contrary - Subpar is not a word I would have used.... Unless I was talking golf but then they say "birdie" which was more applicable to bad mitten I think, at least before they used a ball and changed the name.
I was seeing all sorts of cool connections. Something like a Finnagan's wake thing. At least some of them..
"a Carcin Ott Ott should beware of upside down shoes,
For even one sight of a sole can rupture friendships."
My friends aren't real kick about my socks sometimes either.
"water dwellers with ears often speak the native tongue
Better than the natives."
I live in Pittsburgh (LOL to fellow citizens)....;)
almost always true when grass grows anywhere.....
"In search of satisfaction,
Often finding their eyes
Just where they left them
Most of them forget to look
Where they belong"
I thought it was great.
PS. Vulcans .. at least as presented on Star Treck always struck me as tea drinkers... It's proper if at least not ah ... logical?
hey! a pittsburgher??? i didn't know any litnet people lived here! where in pittsburgh?
and Riesa:
http://www.online-literature.com/for...193#post262193
Went out to the carpet store
to buy a brand new rug
When the sales guy on the floor
came up and gave a hug
He thaid how can I help you
I said I needed sisal
he thaid no Thir, thath incorrect
I think that you mean thithal
I was a little red cheeked
words just came out I guess
Don't know what made me say it
but I answered yeth !!
Tho he thowed me all his thithal
thix rugth to be ethact
We found the one we wanted
off to the car we packed
Thtopped by to get thom dinner
a cafe near the lake
The waitreth thaid "and you Sir?"
I thaid the t-bone thtake
Medium, rare or well done?
whilth writing on her pad
I thaid it did not matter
ath long ath ith not bad.