Very clever poem, Autolycus. Congratulations!
Very clever poem, Autolycus. Congratulations!
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"Courage is not the absence of fear but the judgment that something else is more important than fear." -- Ambrose Redmoon
CR: Madame Bovary, by Gustave Flaubert
JF: Pride and Prejudice, by Jane Austen. My review is here.
Autolycus, I loved your poem. A well deserved win. Congratulations!![]()
LET THERE BE LIGHT
"Love follows knowledge." – St. Catherine of Siena
My literature blog: http://ashesfromburntroses.blogspot.com/
congratulations Autolycus! awesome poem
Thank you, Il Penseroso, for the vote of confidence! I don't think my poem was very beautiful in a conventional sense, and I think that cleverness sometimes isn't very aesthetic, so I am glad that you found something of worth in it.
TheFifthElement: Thanks very much; your query in the middle helped elucidate part of the poem, and that was a kindness to me.
CdnReader, Virgil, and motherhubbard: I am always happy to be congratulated by fellow poets. Thank you!
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The challenge I pose to my friends
Is one on which humour depends
It's not quite a lim'ick –
You'll think it a gimmick –
But that's not what Lone Wolf intends.
The contest I call
Limeranka demands care
Begins limerick;
Evolution as tanka;
But the end defies the means.
It doesn't have to be funny
(A nice day need not be sunny),
But must follow the shape
In this syllable-scape
To stand a chance at the money.
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Well, it's a limerick-tanka-limerick sandwich, with prologue/development/conclusion structure. And to make it more errm... formal, it has to begin with an 8-8-6-6-8 limerick, continue with a standard 5-7-5-7-7 tanka, and end with another 8-8-6-6-8 limerick (preferably but not necessarily) changing the direction of the poem.
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se non e vero, e molto ben'trovato
Way to go, Auto!![]()
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...
LET THERE BE LIGHT
"Love follows knowledge." – St. Catherine of Siena
My literature blog: http://ashesfromburntroses.blogspot.com/
Very cool poem, Autolycus! Congratulations.Thanks, IP.
and thanks, fifthelement, that was kind of you make such a comment.![]()
"Don't matter who they are, anybody sets foot in this house, they are company and don't let me catch you remarking on their ways like you were so high and mighty."
Thanks, Riesa! (and, like many others, I wanted to see your poem continue...)
se non e vero, e molto ben'trovato
I really hate going first in these contests. It makes me feel as if a bulleye were painted on my forehead...
Will the Next Contestant Please Sign In?
A poet who had caught his clues,
Told others: “The rules are the rules!
If you want, you may stay
But the game plays this way—
Pay attention, you cheating fools!”
“Write your poem thus
For it must fit form given—
This is a contest.
Staying true to form becomes
Standards by which judgment comes.”
“La, listen to him!” Someone said.
“Poor bloke, he is off in his head!”
So they wrote out in reams,
All of their hopes and dreams—
He was right; they never were read!
Pendragon
© 9/10/07
Last edited by Pendragon; 09-11-2007 at 06:49 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...
*grin*
Dear Pen,
The limerick rules are pretty explicit... please amend accordingly. It's either that or you're being ironic eh?
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I think I'll set the deadline at October 1.
se non e vero, e molto ben'trovato
*grin*
yes, it scans OK now...
se non e vero, e molto ben'trovato
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...
Fun form, auto. It was enjoyable to rhyme for once. here's my go, and second to have a bulls-eye painted on their head.
A thoughtful book I read mentioned,
how women reach for ascension,
and if taken to task
‘tis true that our path ought
not to be one of frustration.
‘tis all very neat
from our house to the street, not
a speck of dirt does
show, “you’re alive“, you tell me,
but I say, “I’m just barely!”
Contained, can’t you see I can’t breathe?
These walls would come down with one heave.
To not, I’d be crazy,
or just remarkably lazy,
so one day I’ll just up and leave.
Last edited by Riesa; 09-13-2007 at 04:48 PM.
"Don't matter who they are, anybody sets foot in this house, they are company and don't let me catch you remarking on their ways like you were so high and mighty."
Hi there!
I will keep this contest running till the midnight between Sep 30 and Oct 1 GMT. Hopefully at least 5 entries will be received. You can make any amendments you want until the deadline is passed. I will only examine the final submission. Thank you for the opportunity to critically appraise your work!
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That said, thanks to stalwarts Pen and Riesa for amusing but poignant poetry. The trend seems to be one that, interestingly enough, works against the confines of form... or perhaps I am reading too much into them.![]()
se non e vero, e molto ben'trovato