Thanks for nothing, mal4mac. Congrats YesNo on a fine win.
Thanks for nothing, mal4mac. Congrats YesNo on a fine win.
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...
Thank you, mal4mac! And thanks, cacian and Pendragon! That was a very fine review of the poems, mal4mac. Right up there with Lokasenna's.
The next form is one that mal4mac created as an entry in the avant-garde poetry contest:
The formal constraints would be (1) each line ends with a period, (2) each line is a sentence.Originally Posted by mal4mac
Deadline September 1st.
Last edited by YesNo; 08-17-2014 at 10:19 AM.
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Sentenced to inconsistency
I said I wouldn't be doing it.
I have never stuck to a plan.
I decide not to do it but do it.
It's a sentence that began with Adam.
Adam was a man without a plan.
Now for a plan I also don't plan.
I act on a whim without any stress.
But now my whim is to wear a dress.
I need to address my inconsistency.
I need to tie myself to a tree.
Tied to a tree I shall be free.
I shall be free of my inconsistency.
Last edited by mal4mac; 08-17-2014 at 10:38 AM.
The inconsistencies of life sometimes bother me.
They say all things have a meaning.
The fault lies in us, that we cannot see the Big Picture.
It's just a shadow of a mirage reflected in a mirror.
It lacks shape and substance.
My interest wanes.
Ennui sets in quickly.
I lack sleep and focus.
Life is a moonlit sham without meaning.
We snap shots of our frustration in the dark without a flash.
To all things there is a season and a time.
The inconsistencies of life sometimes bother me.
The inconsistencies of life sometimes bother me.
An endless black ribbon takes us from life to death.
Rest stops along the way are strictly forbidden.
It's like alcohol diluted beyond any bite.
It gives no comfort.
It becomes worthless.
It's salt that has no savor.
Cast it away, it is fit for nothing.
Even space reaches a point where time means nothing.
We are taught to believe, and questions are unwanted.
Explanations never come,but he who seeks may find a solution.
The inconsistencies of life sometimes bother me.
Pendragon
(C) 8/18/2014
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...
This contest is now over. Thanks for the contributions!
mal4mac: I liked the theme of inconsistency and how being tied might make one free of it. This gives me something to think about.
Pendragon: Another one on inconsistency but from a different perspective. Being tied won't help in this case.
Thanks for the two perspectives on inconsistency and thanks to mal4mac for the form.
The winner is Pendragon!
Congratulations!
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Thank you! The form is a reversible. Length doesn't really matter, but the poem must be able to read both directions. And make sense. Sample:
Allegory
Weakness seeking,
Ravenous wolves prowl—
Circling vultures hunting endlessly—
Show fear, you die quickly.
Thoughts become words become deeds.
Ignorance breeds prejudice breeds hate.
Pass and see me not time following time.
Your loss it is. Sing sorrow.
Mine was it never; neither gain nor loss…
Loss nor gain: Neither! Never was it mine!
Sorrow sing, your loss it is.
Time following time not see me and pass…
Hate breeds prejudice breeds ignorance!
Deeds become words become thoughts!
Quickly die you— fear show…
Endless hunting vultures circling!
Prowl, wolves, ravenous—
Seeking weakness…
Pendragon
© 3/17/2007 10:13 PM
October 15th deadline
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...
Moonlit Willows
Willows dancing
under ghostly moonlight,
sorrows unspoken
buried deeply within roots,
broken promises
whispered solemnly
beneath swaying limbs,
secrets sordid
veiled behind green leaves,
phantom lovers
weep
lovers phantom,
leaves green behind veiled
sordid secrets,
limbs swaying beneath
solemnly whispered
promises broken,
roots within deeply buried
unspoken sorrows
moonlight ghostly under
dancing willows.
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. ~ Edgar Allan Poe
Wow! Great start! 0o0
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...
Thank you
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. ~ Edgar Allan Poe
In or out
Day or night
Win or pout
Stay and fight
Fight and stay
Pout or win
Night or day
Out or in
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Wow! I like this.
I'm in love with The Vinegar Man and Mr. Tanner, but be careful, it could just as easily be you.
"If you're going to write you better have somewhere to come from." Flannery O'Connor
Thanks, ampoule!
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I will extend the deadline five days since I have only two entries.
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...
Dark Muse, that may be the best reversible I have evr read. Congrats, you win! Nice poem Yesno! Very close to call!
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...
Thank you very much
I will post the new form soon.
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. ~ Edgar Allan Poe
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