this is long overdue :)
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this is long overdue :)
Yes, cacian, long overdue. My apologies to all of you.
YesNo....so playful
Dark Muse.....so 'Poe-ish', love it!
Hawkman.....wild in the night, how I love nocturnal music
Pendragon.....you had me so involved...in the shadows....whispers and echoes
All so good, and thank you. HAWKMAN wins!
Congrats, Hawkman!!
Gosh! Sorry... If or got about this and I've only just seen the final score! Thanks to ampule and you too Pen :)
Ok, the next round is a villanelle. Personally, I find them hellishly difficult to pull off. Modern versions do tend to allow minor variations to the refrains, but I'll be awarding extra brownie points to people who don't compromise. Probably the best known villanelle is Dylan Thomas' "Do not go gentle..."
The subject of the poem is up to you. Looking forward to seeing what you all come up with!
Deadline 20th Jan. 2015.
The monster likes to look upon the skies.
The soothing blues and whites shift during day.
When cloudless twinkling stars caress his eyes.
They tell him what he sees is a disguise,
A fantasy he makes up in some way.
The monster likes to look upon the skies.
He doubts that what he sees are pretty lies.
It’s kind enough though it be devil’s play.
When cloudless twinkling stars caress his eyes.
Melodious like when an angel sighs
He knows there’s more to death. So, come what may.
The monster likes to look upon the skies.
They tell him that his evil magnifies
Their fear and for that reason he can’t stay.
When cloudless twinkling stars caress his eyes.
Until the end, they watch him as he tries
To break his chains and then break down to pray.
The monster likes to look upon the skies.
When cloudless twinkling stars caress his eyes.
“Hope Is the Thing With Feathers”
I really don’t care what people say—
Their advice shatters; broken stone tablets beneath Sinai.
I’d love to return to Yesterday…
“Tomorrow things will be different.” Indeed. So they may.
But in all likelihood I’d search but the path I’ll never find.
I really don’t CARE what people say—
Day after dismal, gloomy day—
I HAVE tried to face up to these difficulties in my life.
I’d love to return to Yesterday—
Before this accursed illness came creeping my way,
Battered down the doorways to my mind and crept inside!
I really don’t care WHAT people say—
All I can do is long, hope, and pray
To the One whom alone can (if He desires) send help from on High.
I’d love to return to Yesterday—
But the pressure continues to build and fear holds sway.
Have the walls been breached so that to win is to die?
I really DON’T CARE WHAT people say—
I’d love to return to yesterday…
Pendragon
Yes, congrats Hawkman.
Thanks Melanie :)
Any more?
Jade Heart
Light begins to fade
drowning in your gaze
with a heart of jade.
Waiting in your shade
watching your eyes blaze,
light begins to fade.
Love balanced on a blade,
truth lost in a fog of haze
with a heart of jade.
Old memories decayed
with lost Summer days
light begins to fade.
Your dark waters I wade
to mend forgotten ways
with a heart of jade.
And still you stayed
in my last moon phase
light begins to fade
with a heart of jade.
Three very different approaches to the villanelle. Muse, yours is quite minimalist and has a strong rhythm, but consequently, the lyricism I associate with the form is a little lacking.
Pen, a heartfelt piece, but I feel the fluctuating line lengths and syllable count make it read a bit unevenly.
Y/N, yours is a lyrical piece which holds to the tradition of the form and executes it well. If it has a weakness it is that the third person narration in 'they' and 'their' weakens it slightly. We and our might have been stronger. I read it as commenting on a death row inmate's contemplation of approaching nemesis.
Two experiments with the form and both free thinking in approach. They both have something to say... But this is a form contest...
So Y/N I think yours is the strongest, so you win. Thanks to Muse and Pen for taking part and for making it so hard to pick a winner.
Over to you, Y/N...
Thanks, Hawkman. In rereading the poem, I think you are right that replacing "they" and "their" with "we" and "our" would make it stronger. Thanks, again.
The next form is "common measure". Here is a description of it: http://www.poetryfoundation.org/lear...mmon%20measure
Your poem may be on any topic.
The deadline is March 1st.
For those not familiar with this form contest, to enter the contest write a poem in the specified form (common measure, in this case) and post it here. On March 1st, I will pick the winner. The winner will then pick a new form and start a new contest.
I am going to try to bump this thread with a Valentine's Day poem.
Valentine's Day Poem 2015
My heart is like a valentine
That’s waiting for the spring
To warm it with a pleasant rain,
Unfreeze it, help it sing.
I'm extending the time on this contest. Common meter is pretty common like "Mary had a little lamb".
Goliath was a Philistine,
We went to a museum.
He rolled his eyes at Phoebe's thighs
(Although you've got to see 'em).
He didn't like the way Van Dyck
Resolved his light and shadow.
When I explained, he said, all pained:
"Oh yadda, yadda, yadda!"
Poor Titian's flairs drew sullen stares,
Picasso fared no better;
He just said no to all Van Gogh,
Cezanne was a dead letter.
Then at the overpriced cafe
He cried, "This mocha's tart!
I don't know why you want to stay
If this is what's called art!"
He girded up his loins and left,
He took his ball and sling;
And yet before I paid the check,
I noticed one last thing:
Goliath was a Philistine,
A petty bourgeoisie,
But when beyond those things I'd seen,
I knew the man was me.
Very nice, Pompey Bum!
This contest is long overdue. The winner is Pompey Bum! Congratulations!
You now have the opportunity to pick the next form and set the deadline.