Yeah, I kinda slant-rhymed that last line, liked yours better.
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Yeah, I kinda slant-rhymed that last line, liked yours better.
New Picture: http://www.kaluta.com/pages/shadow/shadow-xanadu8.jpg
Red and Black
The breeze that blows about his cape
Is teasing with her high slit gown
Exposing skin, caressing shape.
Black covers up an angry frown
And claims his Red who didn't mind
The looks she got. She'll blame the drink.
He'd blame the gun when it's behind
Them back in bed with time to think.
We'll run this city, you and I,
as giants in a small fry town
and own the gold stained midnight sky
with steely eye, and viper's gown.
If looks could strike a killer down,
could lay him out and make him die,
you would not need to hide your frown,
I would not need my lovely lies.
What wily web will snare our fly?
A glass of gin. Another round.
What does it take to catch a spy?
A glance, a gun. A pense, a pound.
Though capture would mean cyanide
we have become too dark to hide.
The contest will be judged September 30th. If you haven't entered, there is still time. You must enter to win! :drool5:
Perhaps I should point out that this is a picture of pulp and comic book characters The Shadow and Madame Xanadu
Might help you with poem ideas!
Entrance
Entrance me,
Dark One.
Your darkness hides
In shadowed corners
In shadowed eyes
In shadowed lives,
But mine hides within you.
Entrance me,
Eagle of Vengeance.
Your wind-beaten cape
Like wings of a bird
Casts shadows on the world,
But as we're falling
We'll pretend to fly.
Entrance me,
Great Hypnotist.
Your eyes are like walls;
Walls have never troubled you
But how much they trouble me
I expect you'll never know,
For I shall never tell.
Entrance me,
Dark One.
For soon the moon shall set
And our shadows meet the light.
changing forms
matter me not
I am a woman
born of a woman
and you too
transformations vile
cannot scare me
for I am a woman
know this and that
about ye men!
your veiled face
your all that cover-up
ha! hides nothing
You are a man
A shadow in the dark
I know, I know
'Cause I am a woman
humiliate a woman?
No way, man
try and follow my trail
I bet you'll fail
I am all love
I am all human
I am life
my life
your life
life's life
understand?
I like your overtures
That's what's expected
of most men
Come on,show me your face
From the same race
hold me in your arms
kiss me and hug me
I am all for love
I am a woman
unmoved by devils
Unimpressed by Dracula's
or their kinsmen, Eagle Men
look at my smile
and that may be for a while
until you behaved
and acted like a Man
to win me over
for I am a woman
a fountain of love
courage and strength.
Time's up! Let's review:
YesNo
I thought these were your strongest lines. Not bad!
She is teasing in this shot, no? :smile5:Quote:
The breeze that blows about his cape
Is teasing with her high slit gown
Exposing skin, caressing shape.
krymsonkyng
I especially liked these lines, as our characters are secretive and fight criminals, including terrorists:
The Shadow is a lot like James Bond: A License to Kill!Quote:
What wily web will snare our fly?
A glass of gin. Another round.
What does it take to catch a spy?
A glance, a gun. A pense, a pound.
moonbird
An excellent poem. I liked these lines best:
During WWI, the Shadow was known as "The Dark Eagle"Quote:
Entrance me,
Eagle of Vengeance.
Your wind-beaten cape
Like wings of a bird
Casts shadows on the world
mazHur
Really great lines here:
Interesting to take the woman's viewpoint, seeing through the disguise...Quote:
your all that cover-up
ha! hides nothing
You are a man
A shadow in the dark
Good work all, but in the end there can only be one:
moonbird, you are the winner! :hurray::hurray::hurray:
Thank you, Pendragon!
Alright, here comes the next picture...
http://www.online-literature.com/for...pictureid=9191
Crazy, right? This is an actual photo taken of a nebula, dubbed the "Cosmic Hand" or "Hand of God." For a little info about it see the link below.
http://blogs.discovermagazine.com/ba...f-destruction/
Deadline October 20. Good luck!
Congrats Moonbird.:)
Pen--thanks for appreciating the poem. Verily I was (and am still not) aware of the background of the picture, hence my theme.
It's a nebulous hand, reaching for something
That lies beyond all mortal imagination.
What lies beyond the stars, in the eternal rift of space
In the vast emptiness, unexplored frontiers?
Some see the beauty of the coincidence,
But is it purpose; is it planned?
A ghostly blue hand in space, unbelievably massive
Could this perhaps be the Hand of God in the moment of creation?
The possibilities are indeed endless...
Pendragon
Supernova
Whatever was within its reach
Has now been swept away.
It's pretty, though,
Puts on a show,
For those who get to stay.
The high five of a master hand
sends shivers down my spine
and draws, like magic, smoke and sand
across both space and time.
Some nebulous will from beyond
the world we know and trust
may want some star stuff to snack on.
Oh no! It's Galactus!
God is All-encompassing, all light
more radiant than the nebula bright
It can't be God or a part of his limb,No.
That's too animistic to believe
a bundle of atoms dispersed in the sky
representing the Hand of God.
God is everywhere
why take a petty nebulous sign in the sky
as God or his digital image?
Stone Age isn't yet over it seems
Humans long for God or his sight
take Him for anything, even Man or his mitt.
God is Man or Man is God?
Let's not say that lest ladies get vexed
incidental images cannot be All-encompassing Truth.
Two weeks left till the deadline. Keep em coming!
One more week, still plenty of time to submit! The more the merrier.