Yes, it is!
Yes, it is!
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When asked how World War III would be fought, Einstein replied that he didn't know. But he knew how World War IV would be fought: With sticks and stones.
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I figured something had come up, dear Freude! Glad you were not angry with me.Originally Posted by schadenfreude
Uncle Pen
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...
Gonna be a really hard choice. I'm letting non-members read these and help me decide...
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...
Where Wanderer's weary way wends,
Widows wail, while wrathful warriors
Wait willingly with wasted wounds.
Wanderer walks winter wasteland;
Woollytail warily watches
Wraithly walker wielding weapon.
Woollytail whispers: what will warm
Wanderer's wintry weapon's wrath,
Ward woolly wretch with witchy wit?
Wanderer winks wryly: we waive
Weird woolgathering whimsies;
Waylaying Woollytail wreaks wry.
Whence we wist, whereas women weep,
Wights whiten worry-wracked with woe,
Woollytails whiffle wittily.
se non e vero, e molto ben'trovato
Wonderful poems, yet I think someone still has to capture something about that picture. I am extending the deadline until the 20th.
Keep writing these magnificent lines!
Pen
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...
Game Over!
The Final Cut:
Andydio:
First one posted, and you hit the one thing I really wanted hit: The Rabbit. All signs of Death are there, winter, the Reaper, cold, etc. But the Rabbit is a sign of life. I liked your poem, I just felt it was a trifle long. I think after the line “and gazed at the cloaked figure” I would have dropped straight to the line: “and the first green of spring”. My taste only, you understand.
Lucidnightmares
I have trouble with untitled poetry for some reason. “Death’s Surprise” might have been a good title. You had me, though, until the rabbit turned out to be a fake… ARRRUAGHHHH!
Il Penseroso
Good title. You missed the rabbit, but it was an excellent description of Death. Great poem!
Barbie
I think it was that meter that threw me here, crest-fallen seemed a forced rhyme. Otherwise I Love the poem.
MahZur
Got the rabbit confronts Death wonderfully! I love the poem except for the “The old ***** is pregnant
and i am quite perplexed” lines.
Lady Amp
You wrote from the Rabbit’s perspective and it was excellent poetry!
Autolycus
Fiendishly fabulous fable fabricated finely, feeling forlorn from first, foreshadowing finale! Fresh form forgoes further felicitations! Freaky!
I have to choose Auto. It must have been very hard to write all in one alphabet letter.
Autolycus may choose next picture. Thanks to all for your participation. I give second and third to Lady Amp and Andydio respectively in every sense of the word.
Love y’all!
Pen
Last edited by Pendragon; 09-20-2008 at 01:36 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...
Poet proffers plentiful plaudits, Pen! Promises proper penance.
*slaps self*
Thank you very much for the honour!
At this point in time I'm beginning to wonder when the moderators will archive this 40-page thread and start a new one...
*grin*
But until then, I would like to offer this picture, taken by my wingman on a trip to Japan...
Deadline will be Oct 24, so that someone else can do something appropriate for Oct 31.
Last edited by autolycus; 09-20-2008 at 12:33 PM.
se non e vero, e molto ben'trovato
Congratulations, Autolycus
Night in Japan
You've missed the essence,
You're missing the point.
Tokyo wasn't built in a day.
How many temples did technology anoint?
Beauty is nurtured here,
Design, held sacred,
Teachers sit as chairmen;
They don't view their models naked,
Without the background
Of their timeworn heritage
Always offering support
In their honouur-bound ventures wrapped in native verbage.
Change I can accept,
But this duplication
Of an unknown culture
Smacks more or less of sublimation.
Why does technology
Overpower everything it meets?
Is it impossible
That these machines could yield to future feats?
Last edited by alakungfu; 09-20-2008 at 03:39 PM.
"It is not the rich man you should properly call happy, but him who knows with wisdom how to use the blessings of the gods, to endure hard poverty, and who fears dishonor worse than death, and is not afraid to die for cherished friends or fatherland."
- Horace
Oooh! An excellent start. I feel your pain, alakungfu...
se non e vero, e molto ben'trovato
congrats, Alycus!
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When asked how World War III would be fought, Einstein replied that he didn't know. But he knew how World War IV would be fought: With sticks and stones.
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Pen! Thank you so much for your kind words and tie for second place. I had missed the bunny at first look and things that are going on in my life made me look away. But on second look when I saw the wee bunny I was flooded with a certain brave warmth.
A hardy congratulations to you autolycus and I look forward to pondering your picture.
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
congratulations auto!
and somehow a dog
has taken itself & its tail considerably away
into the mountains or sea or sky, leaving
behind: me, wag.
- John Berryman
Love by Chance
Flagged down a cab outside my dingy hotel.
Went looking for the one I had come to meet.
Out the foggy window I saw her talking on her cell
Umbrella protecting her from getting wet feet.
I asked the cabbie just to drive down slow,
And I watched and wished her bright smile was for me.
But the time was running out and I had to go,
The clock doesn’t wait for anyone you see.
All through my boring meeting I thought about her.
Did she have a boyfriend? What did she think of white men?
I drove back hopefully have the chance to speak to her,
But the corner was as empty as my dreams and plans.
Lovely lady, you caught my eyes and heart for a moment in time.
Could you give them back to me, I think they’re mine…
Pendragon
© September 23, 2008
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...
Hey, plenty of time... already a brace of good poems... 16 days or so more...
se non e vero, e molto ben'trovato
Don't think I said it before but congratulations auto, and nice picture. Japanese women are so lovely.
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