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 At a Loss for Words...
Hi Dy...
An impression of a moderator at poetry and prose board with few postings...
Left Behind
Only silent passages remain,
Marks of those left long ago,
Wrought in earnest to entertain,
Each a performer without a show.
In the stillness, strained one may hear
Scores of scratching quills at play,
Drafts from intricate to austere,
Each with a message to convey.
Lines seeped from forum walls,
Oozed out of mortar decayed,
Dripped into the stagnant halls
From the board whence displayed.
Coalesced from the phantom scrawl,
A penned petition began to clear:
Come write what ye may for all,
As words are the bringers of cheer!
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3/8/2009, 7:42 pm
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Re: At a Loss for Words...
Not too complicated...
In the first stanza, "passages" has a dual meaning:
A passage, as a written passage and a passage as a passage way. This first stanza reflects the posts of poems by members, written with earnest to entertain others and how they now sit idle without anyone to view or comment.
The second stanza: Now, that it is quiet at the board, if one really listens they may hear the many quills or pens at work that drafted the range of poems from the complex to the simple, each with a particular message.
The third and the fourth stanza are imaginative events. The many lines of poetry and prose flowed from the board and came together to form the plea or penned petition to any who may come to the board:
Come write what ye may for all,
As words are the bringers of cheer.
I'll look in who's here....
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3/9/2009, 1:52 pm
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Chains of Reason
Walking about with freedom beguiled,
The inmate grinned and casually smiled.
We each have our cell, within it the chains,
Atop the shoulders, the pot of mushy brains.
I may be shackled, locked within stone walls
But you drag chains, freely walking the halls.
You hate your work here; you say it's a bore.
Each time, that you think, a link's added once more.
Pains of torture furrowed fast on that brow,
Reflect the many floggings you allow.
Not only what happens causes the pain,
Faulty reality lends to the strain.
Your reality's in need of a fix.
It is the minds chains at play with their tricks.
Sitting with shackles, abiding my time,
I've had time to think of more than my crime.
I arrived with dread, worries, fears and rage,
Through thought and reason ripped open the cage.
I'm no prisoner shackled in this cell.
I've escaped my own and this living hell.
Time to think and ponder is all you need.
Let's trade places, shaking on it agreed.
While you're here I'll take good care of your life,
Provide for your three growing boys and wife.
I'll do your job and make the warden proud,
See that you get each promotion allowed.
Walking about with freedom beguiled,
The jailer grinned and casually smiled.
We each have our cell, within it the chains.
Atop my shoulders, I have not mushy brains.
Before you go there're some things you must know
I've been sacked and you'll not have any dough.
My blessed wife can neither cook nor clean.
The brats are quite mean, the oldest a teen.
And lastly there will be some bills to pay;
My wife is pregnant with five on the way.
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3/12/2009, 6:47 pm
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At a Loss for Words...
Yes, yes but could you find the humour in the poem? How is the metre? Any lines not seem to flow? Was there cohesion? Were the elements clear and understandable?
A dragon is almost never asleep
Unless protected by the spell
In the bowels of the wizard's keep
Where they peacefully doze and dwell.
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3/13/2009, 11:55 am
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Among the Stars (Rondeau)
Among the stars, the secrets shine,
Where brightly wishes intertwine:
Passionate pleas impart to air,
Entrusted in the heaven's care,
Softly to seek a stellar shrine.
Soft lover's lips steal sips of wine,
As dreamy eyes search for a sign:
A fallen wish of love so rare
Among the stars.
Oh look upon the sky divine
When hopes and dreams are in decline,
Or loss grasps the soul with despair;
There hails the source beyond compare,
Behind the silent twinkling design,
Among the stars.
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3/21/2009, 7:45 pm
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