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Jan 20 07, 05:29
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Creative Chieftain
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Juxtapositions Revision 19/02/07 Earth EnvyDeep, deep is that purple distrust that hangs over the moon’s eyes, an inviting veil in some exotic dance. She looks out on space alone in her craggy emptiness, rocky barrenness, at that supple, wet, glorious green and blue blossoming beauty, so favoured in colour by that same fearsome sun who burns one half and leaves the other for the frozen wastes of space. Moon EnvyShe is beautiful tonight, in her mottled, gilded, lace, sewn with precision never faltering, arc by arc into orbit. Serenity pares her eye then lends it light unfalteringly. From bliss, what could she yearn? This mess of extinction arbitrarily emerging from fertile soil? This bewildering organism? To be locked in the ever-returning, what bliss! I find this poem unique in originality. A poem I read and enjoyed.
John
This post has been edited by Cleo_Serapis: Mar 2 07, 06:13
Reason for edit: Second Revision
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Jan 20 07, 08:57
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Great nomination John! I've just sent a PM to Gregory and included an 'extra' sentence since this one is nominated on the last day for Feb's competition: *If you'd like your poem to be considered for next month's competition instead (since today is the last day for nominations and acceptances), please let me know and I'll post it up for March so you'll have more time to consider and contemplate revisions.Cheers ~Cleo
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"It's a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step into the Road, and if you don't keep your feet, there is no knowing where you might be swept off to." ~ J.R.R Tolkien, The Lord of the RingsCollaboration feeds innovation. In the spirit of workshopping, please revisit those threads you've critiqued to see if the author has incorporated your ideas, or requests further feedback from you. In addition, reciprocate with those who've responded to you in kind. "I believe it is the act of remembrance, long after our bones have turned to dust, to be the true essence of an afterlife." ~ Lorraine M. KanterNominate a poem for the InterBoard Poetry Competition by taking into careful consideration those poems you feel would best represent Mosaic Musings. For details, click into the IBPC nomination forum. Did that poem just captivate you? Nominate it for the Faery award today! If perfection of form allured your muse, propose the Crown Jewels award. For more information, click here! "Worry looks around, Sorry looks back, Faith looks up." ~ Early detection can save your life.MM Award Winner
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Jan 21 07, 06:26
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QUOTE (Cleo_Serapis @ Jan 20 07, 13:57 ) Great nomination John! I've just sent a PM to Gregory and included an 'extra' sentence since this one is nominated on the last day for Feb's competition: *If you'd like your poem to be considered for next month's competition instead (since today is the last day for nominations and acceptances), please let me know and I'll post it up for March so you'll have more time to consider and contemplate revisions.Cheers ~Cleo Sure No problem, Lori, John.
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Jan 21 07, 16:34
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I haven't yet heard from Gregory just yet, so I'm going to edit this title description to 'Feb Nomination' instead for the March contest.
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"It's a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step into the Road, and if you don't keep your feet, there is no knowing where you might be swept off to." ~ J.R.R Tolkien, The Lord of the RingsCollaboration feeds innovation. In the spirit of workshopping, please revisit those threads you've critiqued to see if the author has incorporated your ideas, or requests further feedback from you. In addition, reciprocate with those who've responded to you in kind. "I believe it is the act of remembrance, long after our bones have turned to dust, to be the true essence of an afterlife." ~ Lorraine M. KanterNominate a poem for the InterBoard Poetry Competition by taking into careful consideration those poems you feel would best represent Mosaic Musings. For details, click into the IBPC nomination forum. Did that poem just captivate you? Nominate it for the Faery award today! If perfection of form allured your muse, propose the Crown Jewels award. For more information, click here! "Worry looks around, Sorry looks back, Faith looks up." ~ Early detection can save your life.MM Award Winner
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Jan 24 07, 11:39
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I would like to nominate this charming and delightful Children's rhyme because the story, although simple is written with flare and a smooth blend in inner and end rhymes. The tale helps to teach about nature's presence and the 'food chain' in subtle ways. It teaches the importance of abiding a parents requests and reminds us of the dangers we cannot see but rules have their reasons. It is surely enjoyed by both parent and child- I don't know if IBPC put value on Childrens' poetry, but the world needs a little bit more of it!
QUOTE Little Hopper Learns a Lesson
A little lemon hopper went out foraging alone, but disobeyed his mother by meandering from home.
When Mummy Locust noticed him, it was a great relief to find him sitting in the grass and nibbling on a leaf.
A hungry gecko scurried by intent on grabbing lunch, “Watch out!” his mummy called aloud, then heard a splitting crunch.
Her son was in the lizard’s mouth legs wriggling all about; the gecko didn’t swallow him but gave a croaky shout.
It spat him out and scampered off -- a snake had slithered near that hissed at little hopper who began to shake with fear.
“Come quick” his mother shouted, as they jumped into a tree, where mummy saw the lizard must have munched poor hopper’s knee --
The snake’s arrival saved him from the hungry lizard’s tummy, but Hopper’s learned his lesson well and listens to his mummy.
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Jan 24 07, 19:36
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Thanks Liz! -- if this gets chosen for IBPC, it will be interesting to see what they make of it! LOL!! I really enjoyed writing this one Snow
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Jan 25 07, 09:30
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John, thanks a million for the nom, i owe you a critique! Cheers,Gregory
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Jan 25 07, 17:39
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No thankies necessary - the poem demands good praise! :) Hugs, Liz
(And the poet too) LOL
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Feb 1 07, 04:33
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QUOTE (Gregory @ Jan 25 07, 14:30 ) John, thanks a million for the nom, i owe you a critique! Cheers,Gregory Ha, I'ts worthwhile for the wait. My opinion, (of course), if you get to IBPC, your original style will count in the finish. All the best mate. John
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Feb 1 07, 04:38
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Whooo, this is cute. Yeah, a good childrens poem. I can imagine the child/children squealing with glee at the last verse.
*big smiles*
John
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Feb 1 07, 09:19
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I would like to nominate this poem for the cleverness in subject, handled with a very firm, steady rhythm, that executes such poetic devices to add variety to the flow of the poem. I felt the humor and excellent in technique really makes this a worthy and most enjoyable poem.
QUOTE The Case For Candlelight By Ron Jones
In candlelight the world seems right and romance rules the day. He'll strum the lute before he'll shoot, ole Cupid has his way.
I wonder why so many sigh, their love was just a phase? Does Cupid care if love is there? Does he deserve our praise?
Let's use our brain and now explain, it's simply Cupid's sight. In shadows dim, we can't blame him, in flick'ring candlelight.
He'll raise his bow and draw it slow. His aim in darkness drifts. His arrow darts, its aim departs, Delivers not its gifts.
It may be true that love's blind, too, but Cupid takes the cake. Now we got through and our love grew, though arrow wounds still ache.
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Feb 3 07, 09:42
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I would like to nominate The Odyssey Imps, By Cathy located in Herme's Critique forum. The poem, there is innocence weaved into the lines and images. The poet uses very strong poetic devices, such as sound techinques to add pleasure to the sounds, which compliment the very enchanting and imaginative descriptions of the poem. The story, though more fairy tale like, is both pleasurable to the readers mind, allowing the reader to soar with the dragon and to imagine such worlds, while also, contemplating the associations of our world as we know and what we might be over looking before flights of dreams take us to other dimensions. THe poet used a wide array of new and freshly used word, allowing the images to steer clear of any cliche' or repetitive notions. QUOTE The Odyssey Imps
A somnolent sun will slip to earth, winds whispering good-night while dragons wake with prankish whims for playful pillow fights. Pearlescent gems dot ebon skies and tiddly-wink hello as mystic music stirs the clouds in toe-tips to and fro.
The night is clear and gentle breaths will grace a chalice moon with dragon voice in twilight song in harmonizing tune. They drift around the galaxy in rainbow-ribboned streams bestirring fun-filled fantasies from Dippers full of dreams.
Their frolicking will take them to the edge where earth meets sky in saturated color streaked with light to catch the eye. Wee pixies pas to grab the tail of savvy shooting stars in hopes of dusting highlights to the green of planet Mars.
Across the night starific sights make orbital debut, they carousel till heavens gel with blush of scarlet hue. Soft morning light illumines paths through star-struck Milky Ways and imps succumb to Sandman's itch from warming sunlight rays.
Cathy Bollhoefer copyright Jan 30, 07
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Feb 3 07, 10:01
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I'd liketo nominate Melodies of Life by Snow. QUOTE Melodies of Life
When soothing cradle songs imbue the earth rain falls to suckle flora, creatures rouse from dormancy, then couple to give birth, while spring delivers buds to pregnant boughs. The fields revive with buttercup bouquets as blue-birds fly to lands of lullabies across the rain-bowed sky. My mama sways me in her arms while singing hush-a-bye.
Soon adolescence shouts its bold refrains when greenery grows vigorous and new. My life matures, sap flowing through young veins while music blasts a too loud youth debut. So summer’s jazz and rock play stronger sounds as hormones surge through blood and love transpires. A blaze of colours swells as earth abounds with energetic zest for life’s desires.
When pace of autumn dawdles, I repose ... observe as shades transform to rusty blends. This slower tempo lulls me ‘til I doze as desiccating foliage descends. Now time erodes my life; I feel dismay. My changing look precipitates those fears. When blossoms fade, they wrinkle and decay my summer’s flush declines then disappears.
I hear with strains the winter’s chilled advance and feel ambivalent of distant days. When snowflakes drift, their softness will enhance the stark reality of life’s malaise. Will mist surround my mind's befuddled dreams, purloin my dignity when time seems false? As cold entices sleep, the sun will gleam once more for me to dance, that final waltz.
When Winter exits with a funeral dirge, once dormant life bestirs, becoming rife. Sustaining showers fall as shrubs emerge, in rhythm with the melodies of life.
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Feb 7 07, 08:49
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Poem Title: The Odyssey Imps Author: Cathy Bollhoefer Author's email address: larrysgirl5548@aol.com
1. Are you the original author of this poem? Yes 2. Has this poem ever been published? No 3. Has this poem been nominated by any other participating board (of IBPC)? No 4. Has this poem been reviewed as "best and final" to assure the latest revision is judged? Yes 5. Is your email address on file up to date (what is it)? Yes 6. Do you accept the nomination to submit the work (if selected to represent MM)? Yes 7. If yes to above question, what is your real name? Cathy Bollhoefer
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Feb 7 07, 08:56
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Very uniquely done with beautiful imagery! I've enjoyed reading it~
Good luck in the competition!
Cathy
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Feb 7 07, 09:01
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Hi Snow,
This is such a fun way to teach young children to listen to their parents. The rhythm and rhyme are natural and pleasant making it fun to read.
Good luck with the competition!
Cathy
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Feb 7 07, 09:05
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Hi Ron,
This is a lovely poem for this time of year! Your word choice and the imagery is great~
Good luck in the upcoming competition~
Cathy
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Feb 7 07, 09:23
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Hi Snow,
I think of all your poems this is one of my favorites! I like the connection you make between nature and life... the change of seasons and the changes in life. It all works so perfectly together.
Good luck with the competition!
Cathy
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Feb 8 07, 05:57
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QUOTE (Cathy @ Feb 7 07, 14:23 ) Hi Snow,
I think of all your poems this is one of my favorites! I like the connection you make between nature and life... the change of seasons and the changes in life. It all works so perfectly together.
Good luck with the competition!
Cathy Thank you Cathy. This is one of my favourites too. Snow
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Feb 8 07, 18:19
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I would like to nominate this poem by Pysche, although it was posted several months ago, it is now up to top of forum for critique and is still being revised. I enjoyed reading this poem, both to myself and aloud. The sounds were soft and pleasant, while the images brought the story to life for me.
QUOTE [b]
The Sign
When I was young at heart and full of play, while skipping by the lake, I saw the swan, and softly dreamt of magic nights to come: love would blossom, we'd have found our way!
Most youngsters shrug off instants of sad fate, chuckle at signs, enjoyment brash and true; I missed the precious lane that led to you, and fancied pilgrim love would ever wait.
Lying down beside the deep violet lake, I trace a broken heart with starry dew on heavens … in a trance, my hopes renew, I drift, enchanted, in my white swan's wake.
Yet sylphine chants inform my soul anew that faith will not reverse this lonesome state. [/b]
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