And you need not be vain, because the true you is so good.
And you need not be vain, because the true you is so good.
We are a complement.
We complement each other.
We compliment each other.
We fence, but we don’t duel.
There are two of us, but we aren’t dual.
Dyeus Pater is singular,
But Ormuzd is a duality with Ahriman.
Ahriman is the shadow of Ormuzd,
But you are my bright Sun, as I am yours.
So we aren’t dual; we are complements.
Contest is over! Thanks for all the entires. And thanks, cacian, for encouraging PeterL to contribute something.
Dark Muse: I liked the idea of constancy emphasized at the end and I assumed this referred to the Moon in comparison to the Sun and Earth which one might think of as more "constant" because of the lunar phase changes.
cacian: The last stanza brought up a point I had not thought of that it is sane to be vain, although perhaps sanity is not as valuable as being true.
PeterL: Nice comparison between "dual" and "complements". I also liked the reference to "compliment".
And the winner is PeterL!
Congratulations!
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After some food, a walk, and meditation on the matter I have determined that the next subject will be infinity, and the termination date will be September 16, 2015 CE.
May the best poet(ess) win.
The Infinite Jest
To see a Grain of Sand in a World
And a Wild Flower in a Heaven
Hold the palm of your hand in infinity
And an hour in Eternity
A Cage in a Robin Red breast
Puts all Rage in a Heaven
Doves & Pigeons filled with A Dove house
Shudders regions thr' all their Hells
A Master starved at his dogs Gate
States the ruin of the Prediction
A Road misused upon the Horse
Calls to Mankind for Heavenly blood.
That's pretty good for an huor and ten minutes. Let's see what else erupts as time goes by.
Infinity seems far away.
I need to feel it near
Like light that turns the night to day
Or songs that I can hear.
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Well, that's makes two who have snuggled up with infinity. That means there will only be another fifteen entries.
infinity?
an ideal amount of more
no one would want to bore
with
how long till we're here
and what for?
because to question it
answers it
and that is the end of it
it may never try
but when it does it sigh
it is just that
good
it fly
There's no end to this, yet.
Infinite Lovers
I trace figure eights
upon your back,
the ever connecting line,
marking the passage of our time.
If I look deeply enough
I can see the spirals
within your eyes,
gratefully falling into
their endlessness.
Let our bodies
wind around each other,
until our limbs know no
beginning or end,
Ourbouros perpetually
devouring its tail.
Our fingers interlock
like the spokes
on Fortune's Wheel,
this moment will defy
boundaries, and limitations,
but ceaselessly exist.
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. ~ Edgar Allan Poe