Subject Poetry Contest.

Thank you both for your poems. Enjoyed them both on multiple levels.

cacian - a fanciful poesy with ideology, an invocation of the fairytale Cinderall (Cinderella)... and lobster!!... loved it.

YesNo - after research I found oubliette to be a double threat word: open pit or forgotten... a wonderful find. Your use of an abccb rhyme scheme with a syllable count of 86886 resulted in a wistful reading experience.

A difficult choice.

Going with my gut on this one - mostly based on an interview I found recently with the B-52's re: their first hit single and choose cacian as having the winning entry.

Congratulations !

Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor STATELY

Congrats, cacian!

tailor STATELy and Danik thank you very much :)

and the next subject topic is:

the sea

good luck and look forward to reading your entries :)

Thank you, tailor STATELY, and congrats, cacian!

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Originally Posted by YesNo

Thank you, tailor STATELY, and congrats, cacian!

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YesNo thank you and long time no seen hope you are well:)

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Nice to "see" you Yes/No. I was wondering if you had difficulties entering the forum because of the changes of 25.05.

Thank you, cacian and Danik! I was having some performance trouble with LitNet, but that has been off and on over the past year.

Here is a poem for the contest:

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The Sea

It’s wet. That’s why I stay away,
But its enchantment makes me wild
Like calmly wind drives everyday,
Like innocence surrounds a child.

A Vast Sea of Stars 6.14.2018 / (a true story)


Death came by while you were asleep
He paused at your room where another slept
Yet tarried not there and continued on

Death came by while you were asleep
Hindered not by the bustle of caregivers' feet
His silence a roar drowning out all sound

Death came by while you were asleep
Unseen by all till he found his appointed
Who welcomed him gladly with open arms

Death came by while you were asleep
Dozens of pink flamingos stood silent witness

as a thin man dressed in black

Transferred a shroud into his van nearby

where a fountain played

Death came by while you were asleep
And later as the golems and shriekers of night

stood in line for their meds

A demented man in a wheelchair counted his fingers

Death came by while you were asleep
He's piloting a ship through a vast sea of stars
Ferrying souls to their next destination

6/14/2018

Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor STATELY

YesNo

a real great piece

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Like calmly wind drives everyday,
Like innocence surrounds a child.

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the last two lines are brilliant :)

tailor STATELY

an absolute gem of a piece albeit sad. It is beautifully crafted it is to read and reread.
much enjoyed!

and the winner is:

tailor STATELY
well done!!!

That´s a beautiful poem, tS!

Congratulations, tailor STATELY! Thank you, cacian! I am glad you liked those last two lines.

Thank you cacian, Danik 2016, and YesNo.

This is a true story as I noted in the title - the ending being subjective of course. My wife was at a care facility recuperating from knee re-constructive surgery and I spent 3-nights cat-napping in various chairs nearby. My wife was removed from their care after she developed an infection that wasn't being addressed in a manner conducive to her recovery. For many in care facilities this is their last stop and the last resort for families who can no longer care for their family members.

The poem was inspired when I took an early morning break to get some fresh air outside and I noticed a black van with its rear door open just beyond the 85 kitschy plastic pink flamingos and a burbling fountain from where I was sitting. Soon, a thin man all dressed in black with a black tie wheeled a gurney with a body covered in a white blanket up to the van door and pushed the gurney completely in... then left. As I pondered this unsettling turn of events I walked back into the facility where meds where being dispensed and I noticed a certain demented man whom I've known for a number of years infamous for his wandering the facility in the past before he was wheelchair bound and entering other patrons rooms and, well, being a nuisance. I had wondered before I saw him if he might have been the "departed", but no - there he was in all his vacuousness._(sigh)

Ok, new subject on a brighter note (sic): Music

Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor STATELY

Music

It’s sound that turns our hearts around.
Rejecting silence from the ground
It shares its voice to praise the day
As we agree and go its way.

music
maestro
they come to an alliance
sound is a science without
the chemical appliance
each note
infinite stroke
light spoke:
it is the discovery
of hope in recovery

Thank you for the entries.... we now have a contest!

Deadline will be at the end of the day Monday, July 4th, Pacific Daylight Time.

Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor STATELY

Still some time left to enter !

Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor STATELY

Is it Tuesday already? (just kidding)

Loved both of these poems.

YesNo - Nice little quatrain: 4x8; AABB. Sound/Music, be it nature or produced, does have an effect of turning our hearts one way or another, or, to use a word Ursual Le Guin has used in the past "entrainment":

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Any two things that oscillate at about the same interval, if they’re physically near each other, will gradually tend to lock in and pulse at exactly the same interval. Things are lazy. It takes less energy to pulse cooperatively than to pulse in opposition. Physicists call this beautiful, economical laziness mutual phase locking, or entrainment.

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L2 intrigued me for some reason... what silence do we get from the ground...that of the dead and otherwise past; this reinforces L3 where we laud the now and "praise the day". L4 re-inforces the entrainment from L1, rejected in L2.

cacian - "sound is a science"... back to entrainment, though I disagree with the "without the chemical appliance" - because sound/music can be organic as well in my opinion.

"each note" infinity and light in scope (sic)... a delightful insight.

A tough choice... I'm going with Yes/No as the winner, congratulations to both of you !

Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor STATELY

Tailor STATELY thank you very much and YesNo congratualtions :)

Congrats, Yes/No!

Thank you, tailor STATELY! And cacian and Danik! I like LeGuin's description of "entrainment" as "economical laziness".

The next subject will be "light" in any sense of that word whether as something to keep the darkness away or something that doesn't weigh too much or whatever else the word is used for.

Deadline hopefully by the end of July.

light
the garden of eden
darkness harness
to be even
is puissance
together they make
the perfect season
stars align to see them rise.

Thank you, cacian! The contest has begun!

lightsome as a dove

light may be found in the eyes you behold
in those who feign not, with hearts full of gold
this light first given to all as a gift
yet burns bright in those no longer adrift
such light is best embodied by a child
whose agency remains yet undefiled

endure and remain

... lightsome through adversity

... to life eternal

7/19/2018

Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor STATELY

Thank you, tailor STATELY! Now we have a real contest with two entries. The last day to enter is Tuesday, July 31st. I will announce the winner on Wednesday.

Thank you for posting your poems, cacian and tailor STATELY!

I liked the sound reading of both of your poems. I also liked both cacian's combination of light and darkness to make the perfect season and tailor STATELY's view of light as coming from the eyes of those with a child-like, undefiled heart. From the perspective of both sound and sense both of these poems are worthy entries.

Since I have to chose between them so the contest can continue, I will pick cacian's poem.

Congratulations, cacian!

Congratulations cacian !

Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor STATELY

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Thank you very much YesNo and tailor STATELY ;)

and the next topic is:

summer

Good Luck Everyone!:seeya:

Green and Sky Blue

Summer’s reckless with its love of green.
The sky gives blue so bright it goes unseen.
We breathe each day enclosed in soothing light
While night awaits with stars and dark between.

moments: summer in garden valley


red is the color
of the sun this summer day
the lungs of a fox
burn with exertion
from merely breathing the air
nearby kits whimper

a rusting ford truck
bald tires rotting on its rims
conceals their stark den
the day's heat lessened
by the shade of an old barn
bleached and desolate

tall grass and thistles
a sudden rustle spurred by
furtive running quail
beaks agape for want
water lacking for relief
- a pine martin leaps

a flurry of wings
beat upon drifting ash motes
whistles and warbles
signal the flock to
the refuge of a gnarled oak
where gray squirrels chirp

8/13/2018

Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor STATELY

Thank you for YesNo and tailor Stately we now have a contest. :)

Both poems are brilliantly composed.
I like YesNo's play on rhymes and the last line is perfect. It is a neat little piece. Very well done.
The play on words in tailor's piece is grandiose. A whimsical a piece to read and reread and keep discovering ;)

Hard choice but....
the winner is tailor STATELY!!!
congratulations!!:thumbsup:

Thank you cacian ! I enjoyed your poem YesNo very much.

I just noticed the contrast in color and "breathing" between the two poems; a diametrical opposition. Our locale has suffered from the confluence of smoky air from various fires in California over the years, sometimes all too close (we've been evacuated once), and quite often the sun will be red, most spectacularly at sunrise and sunset - but at its worst during the midday. Our weather report even includes "haze" in our current forecast due to the fire activity: https://forecast.weather.gov/MapClic...n=-120.7809676 The backdrop of the poem is from a dream my wife had over a year ago that she has yet to act upon.

Next subject: The Homeless

Homeless in the Ocean of Love

May homelessness be everywhere
With open door
With open heart
Without a floor
To fall apart.
Should I be blessed to find you there
May homelessness be everywhere.

Thank you YesNo for getting us started.

Setting a deadline for the end of the day Monday, September 10th.

Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor STATELY

homelessness
is a crash course
on lack of thoughts
destitute is an institution
of faults
humans are mould
attention to detail
gold
and life is a little
bit more hold which is more than
can be said or told.

Thank you cacian! Deadline end of day 9/10/2018.

Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor STATELY

I had much to ponder on these two entries...

YesNo - When I first read this poem I became incredulous; mouth agape in wonder... agape perhaps being appropriate in the Greek sense of the word in the context of your poem. Confused and surprised I tried to take in all 7-lines in the context of what my expectations were for this contest and was blown out of the water.

cacian - Enjoyed the word play: "humans are mould / attention to detail / gold"... my thoughts strayed to the potential each one of us has for greatness - vessels finely sculptured and refined; yet some become lost in an "institution of faults" whether of their own making or not.

Well done ! Both poems are worthy of winning, but a choice must be made and the winner this round is YesNo.

Congratulations !

Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor STATELY

tailor STATELY thank you and congratulations YesNo :)