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Etiquette
etches
Quixote's eddied
Ruefulness abreast
Lions
(note: Don Quixote in its latest English translation, is divided into two parts: Knight of the Rueful Figure and Knight of the Lion. This poem is already gibberish. Not knowing where it is derived from would make it even more 'gibberishy')
Capture/Sedate/Kill
Cool/Carve/Cook
Season/Bless/Serve
Cannibal Etiquette Well Preserved
Please. Thank you. After you, Sir.
Manners cost nothing, use them frequently
tweet
twitter twitter
everyone's a critic
social media, speeding train
manners
OK Etiquette's Entries are up. All worthy of a win but only I must chose and so the winnigs goes to:
Melanie I liked the piece because it started with
tweet and ended with manners. It put a real spin to it for me anyway :p
Congratulations Melanie:hurray:
YaY! Thank you cacian. Not bad for someone who has never tweeted ^_^
Okay, next subject is WINDOW and deadline is April 15th
Washing windows in the walls,
Weeping as the squeegee falls.
Congratulations Melanie!
I was late to the party with this offering:
Etiquette
Etiquette
is a cut
above; an
elegance
of virtue
amongst
social
mores;
where one
seeks to
commune
with angels
3/20/2013 r.3/21/2013
... and here's my new entry:
Windows
Windows are a pane
(or two, or more)
A panoply of glass
against the rain
A port in the storm
sailing first class
3/21/2013
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor STATELY
My Eyes look into the window of Promise
From my two-balled pen
of quartz filled sand
The peddlar of Utopia
supplants my ink of faith
with a sketch of hope
---
I'm really tired right now, I've been up all night suffering the consequences of insomnia. I might revise this before the deadline.
Open to the soul
My windows invite peepers
Do I care what they envision?
Not any more...
Pendragon
The piece on etiquette is really fun tailor STATELY. :)
open
window
and see oh
how the wind blows
the fewer
the throws
the pleasure
the sows
there comes the slown
to close up the flown
and the wind is downed
to a window's lowened
Prisoner's request
The prisoner said to the warder tall
I need a window on my wall
to look at the world so cruel and mean
that makes my crimes look so pristine.
Window Watcher
Fractured realities ,
watching worlds pass by
a voiceless face,
unseen but all seeing,
disembodied presence.
Strangers
who remain nameless
become intimate acquaintances,
but always out of reach.
Truth and lie
lose definition,
there are only segments
of what their lives may be.
Quick reminder...the deadline for the Minimalist Poetry Contest is tomorrow. "Window" is the subject. Since it's minimalist then you might have time to pull one together. There are 7 exceptional entries so far, all worthy of a win!
The Minimalist Poetry Contest for the subject of "Window" is now closed.
Adolescent09...Your refreshing surprises of unexpected gems continue to delight...."peddler of Utopia" "supplanting your pen's "ink of faith" with "a sketch of hope" is very clever. Your title adds to your poem very effectively and pulls it all together.
YesNo...very good usage of imagery and creative interpretation of the "Window" subject.
tailor STATELY..."panoply of glass...against the rain" made me feel like I could hear the sound of rain against a dazzling array of window panes...nice visual. The rhyming was just enough to add a nice touch.
Pendragon...I love the metaphor of the windows actually being openings to your soul. Your question draws the reader in. Intriguing.
cacian...I liked the structure you had in this poem where you tucked 4 short lines into the middle all starting with "the" and having a syllable count of 3-2-3-2 almost like the window is open, then 4 lines, then the window is closed...fun to read
phoenixtears...very successful iambic pentameter and very poignant regarding injustice. You said so much in just 4 lines of poetry.
Dark Muse...I love your perspective of connecting with the disconnected strangers from a distance, through the window. Your insights into this experience are masterfully executed and would be very moving if read aloud in group.
As you can see, I liked them all and was so impressed by everyone's talent!!!
My Congratulations goes to Adolescent09 !!!
My Eyes look into the window of Promise
From my two-balled pen
of quartz filled sand
The peddlar of Utopia
supplants my ink of faith
with a sketch of hope
~ Adolescent09