hearth
the center
of heat
caught between the sheets
of ember and ash
fire shots and stach
a log burning ganashe
winter feels splashed.
hearth
the center
of heat
caught between the sheets
of ember and ash
fire shots and stach
a log burning ganashe
winter feels splashed.
it may never try
but when it does it sigh
it is just that
good
it fly
Thank you everyone who entered.
YesNo: An interesting take on the subject, though I am not sure I entirely understand it. It does bring to mind the holidays and the friction and tension which often arises within many families when they do all gather together.
prendrelemick: A somewhat darkly funny poem which I also think does also portray a stark reality.
And the winner is.....
cacian: A beautiful and vivid poem. It was very evocative of the senses, and it created a wonderful image. It really captured the essence of the fire, as well as the warmth, and romanticism of sitting before a crackling fire.
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 I was not expecting this.
ok my next subject entry is:
santa claus
look forward to reading all entries!!!
it may never try
but when it does it sigh
it is just that
good
it fly
Although some claim the evidence
For Santa Claus is slim,
No one would ever use that term
When they're describing him.
He's crimson, bearded, jolly, plump
And works on Christmas eve.
Most children like him well enough,
See presents and believe.
But when they think they're rational,
Or feisty, they will scorn
The thought that Santa ever gave
That stuff on Christmas morn.
Some relatives will tell them things,
Hint mistletoe might fade,
Say lovers just need therapy
And fruit cakes aren't well made.
They'll state that Santa isn't real.
They'll tell your children, too.
They caught the guy that mommy kissed
Beside the furnace flue.
Still Santa gives these naughty ones
More presents than he should.
It's all made-up, a fairy tale:
He can't tell which are good.
Last edited by YesNo; 12-06-2013 at 12:34 AM. Reason: changed "know" to "caught"
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Santa Claus, he never was, he comes with chimneys and with flaws.
He slides down chutes, he wears red boots, he flies around without a sound.
I tell you, Santa Claus, he never was.
He sees you when you're sleeping..
Santa Claus, he never was.
He knows when you're awake..
He never was, and just because the children dream,
He must be not what he seems.
If you're bad or good, it matters none,
He's here to stay, and it's all fun.
For goodness sake.
Get Real, Santa
Well he knows who's naughty and he knows who's nice
Sounds like he works for Big Brother as a NSC spy
He creeps down your chimney, every chimney in the Nation
Sounds to me a lot like a home invasion
Always ringing bells at strip malls, begging for some change
Which has all the homeless up the alley in a fighting rage
Always seems to have some little kid setting on his lap
Are we certain he isn't in to all that pedophile crap?
Kids around the world send letters to this guy
When Christmas brings disappointment they have a good cry
Then just when you think things couldn't get any more surreal
You find out that after all this loser isn't real
Red and white clad fake, what is the fuss all about
The Government will get you if you don't watch out!
Pendragon (C) December 5, 2013
Last edited by Pendragon; 12-05-2013 at 08:45 AM.
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...
oh my!!! totally nearly forgotten about this contest. apologies guys.
here is the deliberation:
YesNo: an interesting account on santa claus very insightfull and true to life.
the first stanza id my favourite.
jajdude: brilliant opening lines and a lot of fun to read. some catchy phrases too.
Pendragon:
''Always seems to have some little kid setting on his lap
Are we certain he isn't in to all that pedophile crap?''
haha and so true I thought it too and many times. a great piece well done.
and the winner is........
jajdude well done!!!
Last edited by cacian; 01-13-2014 at 03:58 PM.
it may never try
but when it does it sigh
it is just that
good
it fly
bump
can either YesNo or Pendragon take over this contest please. I do not think jajdude is around.
thanks!!!
Last edited by cacian; 01-13-2014 at 03:56 PM.
it may never try
but when it does it sigh
it is just that
good
it fly
OK I'll set the next subject: Mars
now you chose for your poem either the planet or the god!
Ends: Jan 31st
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...
How about as a chocolate bar?
"You laugh at me because I'm different, I laugh at you because you're all the same."
--Jonathan Davis
Pendragon thank you and what a cool subjectOriginally Posted by Pendragon
it may never try
but when it does it sigh
it is just that
good
it fly
The radiation knocked it out.
Its continents don't move about.
Magnetosphere? It hasn't any.
It's like the moon and likely many
Other places we might try
To look for life and wonder why
We move alone through empty space,
A wondrous, living, blessed place.
Go for it! Forgot about that one!
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...
mars
descriptive to fars
harmonious to last
flying past is mast
the moon is public cast
Last edited by cacian; 01-30-2014 at 11:01 AM.
it may never try
but when it does it sigh
it is just that
good
it fly
Mars bars are tasty, and the planet must be tasty too.
I listened to David Bowie, and he said so.
I imagine a planet ripe with incident, sad with regret.
Mars is loaded with fragments, shrapnel, dust.
It must be, all hail the incoming beings, all red.
Then when we concur this must be so.
Planets align and so on, Mars stands tall.
It takes its place as a wonder.
I like how it does that.
Last edited by jajdude; 01-15-2014 at 03:01 AM.
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