Congratulation North Star ! and thank you Dark Muse for your analyses.
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
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Congratulation North Star ! and thank you Dark Muse for your analyses.
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor STATELY
Thanks, Dark Muse and tailor!
New Subject: Flower(s)
Deadline: August 14th
Language of Flowers
You wove Forget-me-nots
in my hair, each one
a promise offered,
like the dandelion kisses
you place behind my ear,
wild and full of wishes.
Your fingers the velveteen
touch of rose petals upon
my skin awakens my senses,
each of your words adds
another link to the daisy
chains you bind around my
heart.
I see the hyacinth
in your eyes,
brimming with sorrow
and joy for a love
that once died
but now blooms
eternal.
Attractive to both bees and me
Bright flowers bloom on patiently.
And hummingbirds are welcome, too.
There’s nothing else for them to do.
Enjoy the sun. Enjoy the rain.
They prove that nature isn’t plain.
excellentQuote:
Originally Posted by Dark Muse
Thank You
Well it's just past midnight in Delhi now.
Lovely entries both, with very different takes on the subject. This round's winner is YesNo with those rhyming couplets, although I enjoyed Dark Muse's flowery verse and images as well.
Thank you, North Star!
The next subject is "Duality", like yin-yang, male-female and so on.
Deadline: the end of August.
The Sun & The Moon
Soft curves
veiled within
the mysteries
of the night,
elusive beauty,
dark hearts
beating wild
passion
like the running
of rare white stags.
Rigid lines,
offering stolid
comfort,
perseverance,
undeniable tangibility
something
to unresistingly
hold on to,
substantial,
constant as
the sun and
the earth.
duality makes
prone
to vanity
the mind in conflict
with the body
an image folly
it is easy when nothing
assumes
but resumes meaning
with feelings
something else perfumes
life takes oneself
to be appealing
because nothing is more demeaning
then pretence appearing
it is sane to be vain
but it is truest
to be you
And you need not be vain, because the true you is so good.
haha thanks PeterL :)Quote:
Originally Posted by PeterL
so where is your entry?
Entry to what? Not another od those contests. What is the subject anyway?Quote:
Originally Posted by cacian
this contestQuote:
Originally Posted by PeterL
the subject is duality
YesNo is running it.
We are a complement.
We complement each other.
We compliment each other.
We fence, but we don’t duel.
There are two of us, but we aren’t dual.
Dyeus Pater is singular,
But Ormuzd is a duality with Ahriman.
Ahriman is the shadow of Ormuzd,
But you are my bright Sun, as I am yours.
So we aren’t dual; we are complements.
Contest is over! Thanks for all the entires. And thanks, cacian, for encouraging PeterL to contribute something.
Dark Muse: I liked the idea of constancy emphasized at the end and I assumed this referred to the Moon in comparison to the Sun and Earth which one might think of as more "constant" because of the lunar phase changes.
cacian: The last stanza brought up a point I had not thought of that it is sane to be vain, although perhaps sanity is not as valuable as being true.
PeterL: Nice comparison between "dual" and "complements". I also liked the reference to "compliment".
And the winner is PeterL!
Congratulations!
That's what comes of shooting from the hip. I'll have to take more than twenty minutes writing these in the future.Quote:
Originally Posted by YesNo
Now, I have to dream up a subject. I will announce that after I have lunch.
After some food, a walk, and meditation on the matter I have determined that the next subject will be infinity, and the termination date will be September 16, 2015 CE.
May the best poet(ess) win.
The Infinite Jest
To see a Grain of Sand in a World
And a Wild Flower in a Heaven
Hold the palm of your hand in infinity
And an hour in Eternity
A Cage in a Robin Red breast
Puts all Rage in a Heaven
Doves & Pigeons filled with A Dove house
Shudders regions thr' all their Hells
A Master starved at his dogs Gate
States the ruin of the Prediction
A Road misused upon the Horse
Calls to Mankind for Heavenly blood.
That's pretty good for an huor and ten minutes. Let's see what else erupts as time goes by.
Infinity seems far away.
I need to feel it near
Like light that turns the night to day
Or songs that I can hear.
Well, that's makes two who have snuggled up with infinity. That means there will only be another fifteen entries.
infinity?
an ideal amount of more
no one would want to bore
with
how long till we're here
and what for?
because to question it
answers it
and that is the end of it
There's no end to this, yet.
Infinite Lovers
I trace figure eights
upon your back,
the ever connecting line,
marking the passage of our time.
If I look deeply enough
I can see the spirals
within your eyes,
gratefully falling into
their endlessness.
Let our bodies
wind around each other,
until our limbs know no
beginning or end,
Ourbouros perpetually
devouring its tail.
Our fingers interlock
like the spokes
on Fortune's Wheel,
this moment will defy
boundaries, and limitations,
but ceaselessly exist.
Moebius stripped for action, that is good.
This is just a reminder that the termination date will be September 16, 2015 CE at Noon GMT. which will be 5 PM EDT in the U.S. East Coast, and you can calculate your on time. I will give a little leeway, because I might be eating at that moment, but before the end of the day I will announce the winner.
Please hurry with those last day entries.
The contest is ended, and I have determined a winner, or I will by the time I finish this post.
There were only four brave enough to even attempt.
The Infinite Jest by Northstar has a reasonable, repeated image of good microcosm vs macrocosm, and the meter is fair.
Infinity by YesNo is rather nice, but it seems to have left infinity alone. Perhaps it was an attempt to contrast the infinitely large in something quite small, but he admitted a need to feel it near
nfinite by cacian succinctly got to no end, and the form is quite nice, typical for cacian with rhyme but no rime. It shows the infinite in the rather small.
Infinite Lovers by Dark Muse has many repeated images of the infinite within the microcosm.
All of them are rather nice in their particular ways. I think that, putting everything together, Northstar wins, because of the form, images, and so on, but it was close.
Well I didn't expect that, and didn't remember the deadline was already, sorry to keep you waiting. Thank you very much indeed, Peter.
New subject is something related: Limits. Interpret that how you want. Deadline: October 3rd.
My lips got ever close to yours.
They never fully met.
You say they did? I disagree.
My lips but lingered pensively.
You kissed. I won’t forget.
No problem, I just figured you weren't paying attention over the weekend.Quote:
Originally Posted by North Star
Now I'll have to think about restrictions.
Beyond All Limits
My fingers
traipse across
your boundary
lines.
I love to push
you past
your limits.
Please
tell me no
so I can say
Yes!
Unbinding
my inhibitions
we erase
the rules.
Our bodies
will redraw
our own
conclusions.
thank you PeterL for the feedback
NorthStar congratulations:)
the end of time
is to limit the mind
to a purpose
a day in locus
how long till we find
the meaning of life is focus?
to let it slip
is oecus
a residence with reticent
Nono,no-n-nono. There's no limit!
According to the song
Upon the radio
Living with no Limits
Is the only way to go
But me I like my slippers
And my comfy chair
(Though I do sip at my coco
With a certain kinda flair.)
To the Hot Place with Dieting!
I really want that pie
But there are restrictions
Too many calories
I must exercise limitations
Don't butter a second roll
Don't get the larger steak
Healthy sides of fruit and veggies
To aide--oh, give me a break!
I starve myself to lose five pounds
And gain back ten just looking at food
So give me seconds, and also thirds
It won't make much difference; what's the use?
Pendragon
9/29/2015
Well that round was nicely varied. :)
I liked them all. YesNo's entry is a beautiful. Dark's poem is a nice contrasting take, and can be quite creepy, and why not.
Pendrelemick put me in a good mood. The contrast between it and B]Pendragon[/b]'s entry is delightful.
Cacian is bending the language out of its limits as delightfully as always.
After meticulously measuring all the parameters, the one who made it above the limit (as only one can) is Pendrelemick.
Thanks North Star.
The next subject :
An abandoned carrier bag on a moterway is whisked up into the air by a big yellow truck that has "Deli's Famous Donner Kebabs" written in red letters on the side and is driven by Emile, who holds a secret, unrequited passion for Wendy back at the depot. Back at the depot Wendy is worrying about an unopened letter in the pocket of her purple gilet.
Use any aspect of the above.
Not lovers in the normal way
Where hands are held and lips are kissed
And dreams escape from night to day
And presences are missed.
Emile loves his Wendy so,
But Wendy hopes that he will go.
Emile drives the Deli’s van
And Wendy stays behind.
She holds a letter from a man
Afraid what she will find.
The man wrote, he can’t be with her.
“Let’s just be friends the way we were.”
It’s hard predicting what should be
Then sensing it might not.
A plastic bag blows fitfully.
The wind is all it’s got
Unlike those lovers who’ve been tossed
And can’t help thinking that they’re lost.
Red Letters
On his way to school,
Donny's walk stopped
As he saw in the pool
A man, shot dead.
Written on the board
In runny, red letters
Was 'Meet thy Lord'
At which Donny stares
Still during the night,
When there is no light.