Famous Quoted Line Poetry Contest

[Pendragon]

The rain pours down outside my window
The blues have come to stay
There's too much sorrow in my little world
For the rain to wash away
April is the cruelest month
I remember how hard I cried
Eight years ago on April 12th
Was the day my daddy died

Pendragon

[Dark Muse]

My Love Begins to Fade

It is for gray skies that I long,
where is the frozen ground
which once painted the world
in bridal white.

How I loved
your icy touch, the biting
blue of your unresponding lips,
but now your snow begins to thaw
as if your heart will melt.

A blush of red begins to appear
upon the former pallor of your cheek,
alas April is the cruelest month
for it steals you away from me.

My Lady Winter begins to fade,
for Spring has stolen her away
with her fickle flaunting
and abounding youth,
her beauty no rare thing
for all may come and gawk
upon her.

But I loved you most
for those bitter cold days
when others shuddered in
fright, and shunned you so,
now you leave me far behind
to sit alone within the shade
and watch the horizon for the signs
for the return of your frigid somber love.

[jajdude]

Tough choice. Only 3 entries. Got to go with the Muse on this one though.

Must say though Pen I nearly cried reading yours.

[Dark Muse]

Thank you! I will begin thinking over what the next line should be.

[Dark Muse]

Ok the next line comes from one of my favorite poems by Blake "The Sick Rose"

O Rose, thou art sick!


Have fun, I look forward to seeing what you do with this.

Deadline May 30th

[Pendragon]

Tough choice. Only 3 entries. Got to go with the Muse on this one though.

Must say though Pen I nearly cried reading yours.

Thank you J, a compliment like that is almost as good as winning. Congrads, Dark Muse! I liked yours the best myself!

[Dark Muse]

Thank you!

[Pendragon]

Scratchy thorns; flowers with stench, not scent
Bilious coloring that churns the stomach
Why is it that thou art allowed to encumber the earth?
Oh, rose, thou art sick
Is it rottenness in thy roots or blight on thy leaves?
Is it an infestation of petal chomping insects?
A failure to be fed the choice nutrients thou hadst need of?
I seek for beauty but thou givest me deformed flowers
I seek for incense yet thou givest me the smell of offal
I seek tender young branches but thou givest me sharp thorns
Oh, rose, thou art sick!
Who then among us hath the cure?

Pendragon

[YesNo]

O rose, thou are sick!
Your beauty makes me long for you.
Why grow those thorns the way you do?
If that is what you want, OK.
An orchid's cuter anyway.

[jajdude]

Rest my dear, thou art not well.

I'm fine as far as I can tell.
I feel not ill, I feel not pain,
No fever afflicts me, I feel quite sane.

But yesterday as you stood in the hall
I saw you staring at the wall,
The same spot once your mother stood -

Stop! I said I feel quite good!
Of my mother no mention make,
She was weak, her heart did break,
She was not loved, nor loved she,
The same cannot be true of me!

Then why were you shouting at the wall,
"Come death and put an end to it all"?

I - I do not recall,
Perhaps you misremember dear,
You are not young, your mind's not clear -

Oh I remember, Rose, the things you said
About your mother and your wish to be dead,
Now rest yourself upon this bed

Oh dear, now I feel not well,
Perhaps you're right but I can't tell
Whatever may be the matter with me
For I am brisk and strong and free

No, my dear, thou art not well,
Be still a while and I shall tell
The affliction which hath beset thee,
And why you must listen to me:
Your shouting as you stood in the hall,
Just as your mother, please recall
The stories you have told of her,
Locked in trances, unable to stir,
Occurred before that awful day -

Oh my darling, please delay,
For now I feel quite ill
And so to bed and rest I will

Oh Rose thou art sick I fear


And then his eye did shed a tear,
And soon his love did disappear.

[jajdude]

By the way dear Muse, as things have been going, we are unlikely to have more entries, that is why I never set a deadline. After a week or so, feel free to deem what you like. Seems like Pen, yesno, you and me, are all here on this thread these days, but wait if you must. I find deadlines silly. Those were for school. Even then, were not they silly? You must have your paper in by January 17th? Bunch of nonsense, was it not?

[Dark Muse]

Deadlines do have a purpose in contests, for though it may be true that this thread in the past has suffered particpation, I think it would be quite unfair to soemone if no time frame was given, and I decalred a winner right when another was about to post thier entry without even knowing they were in danger of posting too late.

[jajdude]

Sure, deadlines are OK, I guess. (I was a bit off on my previous post) I just meant the way I do it, after several entries, is to wait a week or two, and if nothing new, then make the call. If someone else wishes to join, great, they can join the newest one then.

[Pendragon]

Is this thread going anywhere? Will there be more entries, or should Muse just judge now? I remember when we'd have a long list of poets to choose from. What happened?

[Dark Muse]

I will give it a little more time to hope others join in, but if indeed there is no change than I may not wait the full length of the deadline.