Lovebirds
Gin a body meet a body
Coming thro' the rye
Leave the pain that haunts a body.
Make no bodies cry.
Should a body like a body
Let the lovebirds fly.
With nice words enchant a body
Before those bodies die.
Lovebirds
Gin a body meet a body
Coming thro' the rye
Leave the pain that haunts a body.
Make no bodies cry.
Should a body like a body
Let the lovebirds fly.
With nice words enchant a body
Before those bodies die.
Last edited by YesNo; 03-26-2012 at 04:35 PM. Reason: Changed "going" to "coming"
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gin a body meet a body
coming thro' the rye
string a party through a bounty
seeing to a pry
sling a chatterly to a courtely
charms are up for grabs
simple deity clever socraty
life is a passage ply
write a river dance
make it sound a trance
and everyone is on bounce
through symphonies of rhymes.
Last edited by cacian; 04-07-2012 at 05:16 AM.
it may never try
but when it does it sigh
it is just that
good
it fly
gin a body meet a body
coming thro' the rye
someone must dislike the graveyard
so they are coming home to spy
gin a body meet a body
coming thro' the wheat
they might be a ghoul
who hasn't anything to eat
gin a body meet a body
coming thro' the oats
don't tell anybody
but you just met a ghost
gin a body meet a body
coming thro' the corn
someone's been a-haunting
til the c@ck crows in the morn
gin a body meet a body
coming thro' the hops
they may never come back home
and this is where our story stops
Pendragon
(c) 2012
Last edited by Pendragon; 03-27-2012 at 09:04 PM.
Some of us laugh
Some of us cry
Some of us smoke
Some of us lie
But it's all just the way
that we cope with our lives...
Why is everyone using 'going'? It's 'coming'. Comin' thro the rye... It's right there in the set-up that Dark Muse posted, and it's the name of the *&£*ing poem, for God's sake.
Good point. I changed mine from "going" to "coming".
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5 more days left and only 3 entries so far. Lets see if we can make it a little more exciting. Don't by shy.
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. ~ Edgar Allan Poe
Thank you those that took the time to enter. They were all great entries, and it was a tough choice.
YesNo: I thought you did one of the best jobs in keeping the poem in the tone of the selected quote, and of the original poem. You made it all flow naturally together. I loved the tone of the poem, and particularly enjoyed the lines "Leave the pain that haunts a body" and "With nice words enchant a body." Your poem really caught the essence of the original.
cacian: I really like the play on words you used within the poem. I thought it was a clever way in keeping with the original tone and language of the line. Though at first I was not quite certain I understood your poem, after a couple of readings I think I had began to get a sense of it. It was a fun and playful poem to read.
Pendragon: A most enjoyable poem to read. I really liked your rather original approach to the lines and loved the content of the poem. Naturally I rather appreciated the macabre humor of it. I also really enjoyed the way in which you used various alterations of the original line.
And the winner is......
YesNo
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. ~ Edgar Allan Poe
Dark Muse thank you very much for the feedback I enjoyed this one very much!
Congratulations to the winner YesNo!!
Last edited by cacian; 04-20-2012 at 03:29 AM.
it may never try
but when it does it sigh
it is just that
good
it fly
Thanks, Dark Muse! And thanks, cacian!
The line for the next contest is
All that glitters is not gold.
Here is a reference for the line which I recently read in Shakespeare's The Merchant of Venice. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/All_tha...rs_is_not_gold
Deadline: May 1st. Two weeks from now.
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Yes, you're right. Either "glisters" or "glitters" is fine for this contest.
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Mary Jane's Glistering Night Out
So
When my central heating broke, I went to Yellow Pages
To find an engineer to make it right
And
When mum and I went drinking , she looked in the directory
For carers for my infant for the night.
But
The printer of that book seems to have taken hints from Shakespeare
Who said that all that glisters is not gold
So
I wound up with a boiler-fister and a babysister.
These spelling choices matter, truth be told.
Last edited by MarkBastable; 04-18-2012 at 08:40 AM.
Always write your poetry
From the depths of your soul
Giving voice to your visions
Things unseen and unknown
Some will see the stars you see
Some will hear the voice you here
Some will choose to remain blind
Some turn a cold, deaf ear
But beware of building monuments
To make your poetry bold
It may shine brightly in the night, yet
All that glitters is not gold...
Pendragon (C)2012
Some of us laugh
Some of us cry
Some of us smoke
Some of us lie
But it's all just the way
that we cope with our lives...
all that glitter is not gold
and
all that silver is not rolled
only bold is more cold
when trivial is on sold
to sentiments on fold
all gold is not shun
and
all silver is not coined
when quantity's undone
as a matter of call
and quality's on tone
with merities of roles
Last edited by cacian; 04-20-2012 at 10:54 AM.
it may never try
but when it does it sigh
it is just that
good
it fly