Time builds us,
binds us, minds us, blinds us,
and we build time
until time unbinds us, reminds us, unblinds us
and unbuilds us.
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Time builds us,
binds us, minds us, blinds us,
and we build time
until time unbinds us, reminds us, unblinds us
and unbuilds us.
Just a couple of bricks
A few two by fours
Everyone has to start somewhere
Add some drywall
Tin for the roof
Now we're getting there
Be sure to add love
And a lot of your time
Building your dream...
Haunted by Hydrangeas
Am I the tardy guest
this Midsummer Eve
Silver with the breeze
Or melancholy:
Two dancers, divinely fair
building castles in the aire !
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor STATELY
Where is Delta? We need a judge, here! :willy_nilly::willy_nilly::willy_nilly:
Maybe the winner of the last contest should judge?
Let's give her a couple more days. Otherwise I could judge it as moonbird suggests.
Sorry guys. I'm here and I will read them after my poached egg on toast!
Breathtest - I like the linking lines in this poem and particularly the end, This house of God.
YesNo - Nice metaphor and I wondered about the difference between castles in the sand and castles in the air!
Jajdude - Nice play on words projecting life as a full circle.
Pendragon - What an optimistic poem and so true!
Tailor - There is something magical about Midsummer Eve, silver with the breeze and melancholy. Are your castles in the aire similar to castles in the sand?
I give a poor critique but enjoyed them all immensely. Each of them cover a gamut of emotions and strong images and makes me appreciate the diversity of Lit-Net poets so much.
The winner of this minimalist contest on a bright spring morning in Australia is (drum roll) Pendragon! I found the wisdom of the piece to be inspiring.
Congratulations to you all though and thank you for giving me this opportunity.
Congratulations Pendragon ! And wonderful poems all !!
- from http://idioms.thefreedictionary.com/...les+in+the+air : Fig. to daydream; to make plans that can never come true... (example) "I really like to sit on the porch in the evening, just building castles in the air." So perhaps similar to castles in the sand - just as ephemeral.Quote:
Tailor - There is something magical about Midsummer Eve, silver with the breeze and melancholy. Are your castles in the aire similar to castles in the sand?
The inspiration for my piece came about when trying to help a fellow litnetter to find a 19th century painting. I didn't succeed in my quest but there are (8), if I recall correctly, names of paintings from that search in the poem and its title; paintings I found astounding and personal (I'll leave it at that) that drove the poem's creation.
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor STATELY
Wow. Thanks Delta. I'm gonna be busy, I see. So many contests to judge at once...
Topic for the next round: Sunset. Hope to have a huge turnout! :arf:
I rouged the sky
with flashing horse tails
and fading petals
of dying dandelions.
Sunset
The sun is setting as my breath
Is flowing toward some future death,
But now there's time to watch the sun
Who warms me till my breath is done.
Sky on Fire
It is a beautiful
death of violent
color that alights
the sky on fire
just moments
before sweet darkness
swallows the sun
whole.
Red Gold of Velvet
Flames subside to
Unleash the Sparkling
Ultramarine toward
Midnight
The contest will be judged September 30th. If you haven't entered, there is still time. You must enter to win! :drool5: