This is due for renewal anyone?!!
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This is due for renewal anyone?!!
OK Cacian, I'll restart it Wonder what happened to Moonbird? It's been a month?
Let's use the term "I Believe" for a Petrarchan sonnet form poem. Examples here: http://www.world-class-poetry.com/Pe...an-Sonnet.html
Cut off Date March 17
Though intellectually I suppose
The reasons we might give would be complete
And cogent having premises that meet
The tests for truth our common sense still knows,
The mind is weak as waywardly it goes
And leads us to its ends, both false and sweet,
Confusing us when we thought we would greet
The Source that all life hides and also shows.
It's not the mind, but rather it's the heart
Convincing through compassion filled with play
Till even a sharp mind grows true and strong.
It's not the mind that made the spirit start
The melting with the Lord that blessed day
When love's forgiveness transformed every wrong.
I've had this idea for some time but never settled on a format until now.
Prologue -
KJV Judges 9:8-15:
8 "The trees went forth on a time to anoint a king over them; and they said unto the olive tree, Reign thou over us.
9 But the olive tree said unto them, Should I leave my fatness, wherewith by me they honour God and man, and go to be promoted over the trees?
10 And the trees said to the fig tree, Come thou, and reign over us.
11 But the fig tree said unto them, Should I forsake my sweetness, and my good fruit, and go to be promoted over the trees?
12 Then said the trees unto the vine, Come thou, and reign over us.
13 And the vine said unto them, Should I leave my wine, which cheereth God and man, and go to be promoted over the trees?
14 Then said all the trees unto the bramble, Come thou, and reign over us.
15 And the bramble said unto the trees, If in truth ye anoint me king over you, then come and put your trust in my shadow: and if not, let fire come out of the bramble, and devour the cedars of Lebanon."
The Poem -
{ref: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Petrarchan_sonnet meter: ABBAABBA followed by "...in Italian sonnets in English... c d d c e e and c d c d e e are also used."}
A New King
Preparations for a new king were made
For rulers should never be unrighteous
As the bramble was wont; nor covetous
Like unto the vine, fig, and olive bade
But whom amongst all the kingdom is staid ?
All bowed heads as if the wind boisterous
Solemn in prayer, to Him, of Holiness
Prepared hearts to what the Spirit conveyed
Whereby a willow wizened much in years
Whose time was spent wholly upon God's course
Was chosen o'er all; all rejoiced with tears
Celebrating; quaffing from Shiloh's source
Unto the Lord become they consecrate
Their covenants, ye, ever consummate
3/14/2013
Epilogue -
King David seeks to battle the Philistines again:
2 Samuel 5:23-25:
23 "And when David inquired of the Lord, he said, Thou shalt not go up; but fetch a compass behind them, and come upon them over against the mulberry trees.
24 And let it be, when thou hearest the sound of a going in the tops of the mulberry trees, that then thou shalt bestir thyself: for then shall the Lord go out before thee, to smite the host of the Philistines.
25 And David did so, as the Lord had commanded him; and smote the Philistines from Geba until thou come to Gazer."
Absalom, King David's son, seeks to battle against David for the Kingdom:
2 Samuel 18:6-10, 14-17, 33
6 "So the people went out into the field against Israel: and the battle was in the wood of Ephraim;
7 Where the people of Israel were slain before the servants of David, and there was there a great slaughter that day of twenty thousand men.
8 For the battle was there scattered over the face of all the country: and the wood devoured more people that day than the sword devoured.
9 And Absalom met the servants of David. And Absalom rode upon a mule, and the mule went under the thick boughs of a great oak, and his head caught hold of the oak, and he was taken up between the heaven and the earth; and the mule that was under him went away.
10 And a certain man saw it, and told Joab, and said, Behold, I saw Absalom hanged in an oak."
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14 "Then said Joab, I may not tarry thus with thee. And he took three darts in his hand, and thrust them through the heart of Absalom, while he was yet alive in the midst of the oak.
15 And ten young men that bare Joab’s armour compassed about and smote Absalom, and slew him.
16 And Joab blew the trumpet, and the people returned from pursuing after Israel: for Joab held back the people.
17 And they took Absalom, and cast him into a great pit in the wood, and laid a very great heap of stones upon him: and all Israel fled every one to his tent.
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33 And the king was much moved, and went up to the chamber over the gate, and wept: and as he went, thus he said, O my son Absalom, my son, my son Absalom! would God I had died for thee, O Absalom, my son, my son!"
2 Samuel 23: 1-5:
1 "Now these be the last words of David. David the son of Jesse said, and the man who was raised up on high, the anointed of the God of Jacob, and the sweet psalmist of Israel, said,
2 The Spirit of the Lord spake by me, and his word was in my tongue.
3 The God of Israel said, the Rock of Israel spake to me, He that ruleth over men must be just, ruling in the fear of God.
4 And he shall be as the light of the morning, when the sun riseth, even a morning without clouds; as the tender grass springing out of the earth by clear shining after rain.
5 Although my house be not so with God; yet he hath made with me an everlasting covenant, ordered in all things, and sure: for this is all my salvation, and all my desire, although he make it not to grow."
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor STATELY
Taking both poems into consideration, you're up, YesNo! And Tailor, nice sonnet! Winner is YesNo!
Thanks, Pendragon! The next form will be a limerick.
Deadline: April 14th, a month from now.
Here's a link for examples: http://www.webexhibits.org/poetry/ex..._examples.html
My Bawdy Limerick ^_^
A virgin to limericks was Mel
She wanted to try one, don't tell
She unbuttoned her wit
Bared her unholy writ
Now her limerick's exposed, oh well
When a fellow like me gets the blues
I like to go to bed and just snooze
Some say "Get your tail out of there
But they had better beware
Of the language I can use if I choose!
It is time to judge this contest!
Melanie: I liked the part about unbuttoning your wit.
Pendragon: I liked the part about the kind of language one could be subjected to.
They are both good and funny which is what really counts. I will call you both winners, but assign to Melanie the task to come up with the next form.
Congratulations, Melanie!
Thank you YesNo!!...that was so much fun to do. I have to do some homework and then I'll return asap with a new form....be right back!
Your next poetry form is...
Triolet
A poetic form consisting of only 8 lines. Within a Triolet, the 1st, 4th, and 7th lines repeat, and the 2nd and 8th lines do as well. The rhyme scheme is simple: ABaAabAB, capital letters representing the repeated lines.
DEADLINE: May 7
Two Examples:
In Mourning Black
In response to "All in Green" by e.e. cummings
Fair maid, clad all in mourning black
Rides off upon her golden steed.
A mocking gesture: heart she lack'd.
Fair maid, clad all in mourning black,
Sheds not a tear and turns her back
With no regrets for wicked deeds.
Fair maid, clad all in mourning black,
Rides off upon her golden steed.
Copyright © 2003 Dendrobia
Mourning Twilight
In response triolet to James Joyce "She Weeps Over Rahoon"
Embrace twilight and bid farewell
to passion's warmth and sweet caress.
A grave's prepared where she will dwell
embrace twilight and bid farewell.
O hear the mourning of her bell
that tolls for sorrows you supress
embrace twilight and bid farewell
to passion's warmth and sweet caress.
Copyright © 2003 Mary Ellen Clark
For Boston
Fret thee not when evil prevails
When terror reigns and the Nation mourns
A Greater power in our heart dwells
Fret thee not when evil prevails
In our darkest hours love and patriotism avails
The graces that the terrorists hold in scorn
Fret thee not when evil prevails
When terror reigns and the Nation mourns...
Pendragon
(C) 4/17/2013
They painted him with Maya blue
Then tore from him his beating heart.
Blue waters work on red blood, too.
They painted him with Maya blue.
Chaac's fury lets the rains renew
The greens of life through deadly art.
They painted him with Maya blue
Then tore from him his beating heart.
Night Child
Night child whisper in my ear
sing the stars down from the sky,
while the world sleeps there is nothing to fear,
night child whisper in my ear
take my hand and lead me away from here
awaken the dreamer's eye,
night child whisper in my ear
sing the stars down from the sky
I really like this. Very cool.Quote:
Originally Posted by Dark Muse