December 2006 IBPC Nominations, IBPC Nominations For January Comp Options

[AMETHYST]

Nimbus by Cleo_Serapis


Kismet cleanses the steps
of celestial forces
affixed in an undergrowth
of uncertainty.

Journeys of jocular
interludes of the
Great Harvest flourish.

Had that mire
found its cornucopia
where the sun surfaces
primal prosperity?

Had that lotus
found its wealth
where the river recedes
and shade of reeds soothe?

A Phoenix flew to
the garden of life,
expending its nourishment.

Pharaohs ascend,
giving and receiving
seasonal bounty.

As one luminary clock
calculates cycle's completion
nothing gold can stay,
for all good things
are bound.

Copyright © Lorraine M Kanter 26 Dec 2006

Original Robert Frost snippets (some revised):

to wash the steps;
bent in the undergrowth;
of the great harvest;
Had that flower;
the woods are lovely;
the shade of trees;
A small bird flew;
one luminary clock;
nothing gold can stay;
Some say the world



I would like to nominate this poem because it is has a fresh subject, the inner rhymes and alliteration is done well, and there are many original phrases that are strong and interesting.

Liz

[AMETHYST]

Toying with Words by jgdittier


I love to try to toy with words,
it's not a game for kids or nerds.
It's poetry these words imply,
to toy with words, I love to try.

A rondeau ends where it begins,
a rondeau's round and if it spins
its roll extends 'til torque expends.
Where it begins, a rondeau ends.

A rondeau stops where it began,
a ball of words, the bardly plan...
But what about some two-phrase swaps?
Where it began, the rondeau stops.

A quatrain swap, I think I mean!
The rondeau, I know, is old routine.
Just take four feet, then two you flop.
I think I mean a quatrain swap!


I Nominate this poem for its quality in poetic value, subject and slightly humorous voice...

[Cleo_Serapis]

WOW Liz!

I am honored and accept your nomination! This poem was mused from the Robert Frost snippet challenge several years ago. You've reminded me I need to go back for revisions to it.

Thank you very much!

~Cleo

[Cleo_Serapis]

An excellent nomination Liz.

I'm sure Ron will be pleased as am I. This poem brings an original, fun flair to the community.

Good luck Ron!
~Cleo

[AMETHYST]

Conflicted by Norman D Gutter


I long to live that day when I will rest
and cease to tax my mind. Then I will die
and go unto my Maker. Yet, I'm blessed--
I long to live! That day when I will rest
is somewhere out there, far beyond the quest
that now demands I try, and fail, and try.
I long to live that day when I will rest
and cease to tax my mind, then I will die.-


I nominate this for its qualtity in Form, originality in subject and metaphorical values.

[Cleo_Serapis]

Contest entry information PM'd to Norman.

[Cleo_Serapis]

Entry info request PM'd to Ron.

~Cleo

[Cleo_Serapis]

Recevied 'acceptance' from Norman.

Best of luck!
~Cleo

[Guest_Cathy_*]

I agree with Liz... the word choices are fresh and unique. You give us pictures of some of the little things that are easily missed and yet greatly enjoyed. I love to sit in a park or a woods just to see what I can find. It's also amazing to realize what it can do for one's peace of mind. *smiles* Thanks for the reminder!

Cathy

[Guest_Cathy_*]

What a pleasant way to describe the Swap Quatrain. It's somewhat playful and the flow is smooth, combining to make an enjoyable read!

Cathy

[Guest_Cathy_*]

I admire the way you've brought different meaning to the repeat line each time you used it. Sometimes that's hard to do and make it 'fit'. Yours is done so smoothly that you almost don't realize it's a repeat.

Well done~

Cathy

[Cleo_Serapis]

Thanks so much Cathy!

I'll be along in a day or two (this weekend for sure if not sooner) to make some nominations. I also pla nto revise this poem methinks once more in Seren's (gotta do it quicker now) LOL!


~Cleo

[Cleo_Serapis]

Hello.

I've heard from Ron and he respectfully declines this nomination.

Cheers
~Cleo

[Cleo_Serapis]

I hereby nominate Bev's poem, Blood in Snow, currently being workshopped in Seren's Synapse. A poignant poem Bev.

Best of luck!
~Cleo


Blood In Snow

Soldiers march
not sentient of
imminent ambush.
Guns fire, machines repeat.

Blood-curdling roars track
wounded soldier leaving red trail;
he clutches his locket,
a faded photo.

He gurgles a message
as they strip him of weaponry:
Tell my son
I tried to save our country.

Guns prohibit quest.
Lying lifeless,
his foreign words
melt with pink snow.

Copyright 2006 Beverleigh Gail Annegarn

This post has been edited by AMETHYST: Dec 28 06, 10:31

[Cleo_Serapis]

Contact Permission PM sent

[AMETHYST]

Hi Bev,

Consider my Thumbs UP a second nomination on this! Hugs, Liz

[Cleo_Serapis]

Acceptance received from Bev.

[AMETHYST]

Winter Songs by Cyn


Every early morning he flutters
- flitting, head cocked, peering
into each window- inspects each joint
of beam that joins this home.

At dawn I hear him prodding,
slender, slightly down-turned bill
probing for a gap large enough
to let him in. Treeet? he questions,

like the song inside me seeking
to get out, plumage plumped
soft in the still frigid air.
White throat expansive,

a canyon wren thrums a tune
as I hear my husband downstairs,
fingers bending nylon into notes
of rosewood and spruce.

Coffee brews
and wafts between the chords,
suspended, like sevenths
in the morning air.

[Cleo_Serapis]

Contact PM sent (by Liz)

[Cleo_Serapis]

Congrats Cyn on this nomination!

[Guest_Cathy_*]

It's sad that the world has to be this way. Your words to the son really gripped my heart!

Well done~ And good luck in the competition!

Cathy

[Eisa]

Mournful Hue

Twilight's shade is drawn
against sun-dappled Day,
accentuating shadows
as her flame slowly fades.

Heavens are ablaze
with tangerine ribbons,
where hot hues of scarlet
kindle gloaming.

The essence of her existence
is chased to Earth's edge
and as Night draws near,
skies turn sable.

Mourn her
as she lay silent...

sacrifice to Sandman's shroud.

Cathy Bollhoefer~
copyright Dec 2006


I am nominating this one for its beautiful imagery.

[Eisa]

Hand to Mouth by Liz

Monthly statements remain
unsettled;
Electricity ceased,
icebox warm and bare.

Their love's only token
cries of hunger,
a break in silence, stealing
any whisper of reprieve.

On this night
of ghostly reminders,
a coffee cup
sits by the sink, with sips
he said he hadn't time
to finish...

She clings
a worn wool sweater,
insufflating faint scents
of Old Spice
which linger

like the sensation
of his last kiss;
warm lips against
her cheek, a breath's tickle
near her ear.

Her darkness,
disrupted by moonlight
seeping between the window
blinds, silhouettes
her sober face, shadowing
what his dying left behind.

She should have kissed
his silken lips, lured him
into their sacred nest
and savored time...

defying death's design.

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To me this poem holds a wonderful message.
Snow
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This post has been edited by AMETHYST: Dec 28 06, 10:32

[Guest_Cathy_*]

Thank you for the nomination Snow! It may never go farther than this but I'm happy in knowing you believed it good enough. Thanks again~

Cathy

[Guest_Cathy_*]

This poem clearly illustrates why we shouldn't take time and loved ones for granted. We just never know....

Good luck Liz!

Cathy

[Guest_Cathy_*]

Congrats on your nomination Cyn! Good luck~

Cathy

[AMETHYST]

Permission PM Notification Sent!

[AMETHYST]

Thank you, Snow for the nomination! And thank you Cathy for the cheers...

Hugs to both of you... Liz

[Cleo_Serapis]

Permission PM sent

[Cleo_Serapis]

Nomination accepted

[Cleo_Serapis]

Permission granted

[Blank_Canvas]

I'd like to nominate "Cat 'n Mouse" by Maxim. It is a humorous, well -written childrens' poem that I found particularly entertaining. Hope you can get approval to enter it. Good luck !
Marcia


Cat 'n Mouse

Tabby, Tabby curled up tight
in the kitchen late at night.
Little Mouse peaks from his hole,
"I think I'll skip my evening stroll".
But on the floor he spies a biscuit,
with Tabby sleeping, should he risk it?
The scent of mouse drifts through the air
as whiskers twitch and nostrils flare.

All at once Mouse makes a run.
Tabby springs, the game’s begun!
Mouse dashes left, then dodges right
but Tabby keeps him in his sight.
A mighty pounce, an aim that's true.
A tail is trapped, the game is through.
Now Tabby purrs, "I win! I win!"
and sharp fangs flash in Cheshire grin.

Mouse then squeaks, "What fun! Good show!
Oh do let's have another go!"
Tabby yawn's, "It’s late to play.
I could just let you slip away?"
Then eyes of catcher meet eyes of caught,
and Tabby sighs "On second thought..."
...Mousey, Mousey curled up tight
inside Tabby late at night.


By Maxim

[Cleo_Serapis]

Hi Marcia.

I'll send a Permission PM to Martin now but he hasn't been active on MM since July 9th.

~Cleo (stay tuned)

[Peterpan]

Well done Liz~

This is an amazing poem!!!!!!!

A worthy nomination.

Bev

[rus bowden]

As David has communicated (or will commnicate) to all forum reps, be sure to re-submit your IBPC poems for this month. A serious computer problem has occurred and meant that many IBPC-bound poems, most likely most of them, still cannot be retrieved as I write this. I am posting this thinking that a rep or two may have e-mailed to Cherilyn, and then gone on hiatus, not knowing of the problem.

For this month only, if you want to cc to me too (lowelldude@aol.com) along with whatever David has or will devise, I will pass along to Gina that I have copies of your poems, in case she doesn't. In the mean time, we have always trusted that the forum reps would be able to recover anything lost on the IBPC end. Hopefully so, now.

Our new friend and judge Pascale Petit is aware of the delay, and I know how pressed she is in her schedule at this time.

Yours,
Rus

[AMETHYST]

Hi Rus,

Oh my... ok, so we are talking about the poems sent for the January 3rd 2007 deadline, correct. If so--either myself and/or Lori will resend them to IBPC, David and CC to yourself. I thank you and appreciate your immediate attention to help get everything back on track.

Would this computer problem with the email system for IBPC also include questions pertaining to rules sent through email? ... If so, then it would explain why we haven't heard from Gina on Lori's emails pertaining to publication rules. I will let her know.

... Best Wishes, Liz

[rus bowden]

Yes, and even though you were the first, you were not the only one who could not get through. Gina has received the e-mails fom me.

Hi Rus,

Oh my... ok, so we are talking about the poems sent for the January 3rd 2007 deadline, correct. If so--either myself and/or Lori will resend them to IBPC, David and CC to yourself. I thank you and appreciate your immediate attention to help get everything back on track.

Would this computer problem with the email system for IBPC also include questions pertaining to rules sent through email? ... If so, then it would explain why we haven't heard from Gina on Lori's emails pertaining to publication rules. I will let her know.

... Best Wishes, Liz

[AMETHYST]

Thank You Rus for taking care of that! Much appreciated.

I will be resending the poem submissions through my email ( far2go4@aol.com ) so you will know that it is from me, and will title it, Mosaic Musings Poem entries for Jan Competition.

Wish me luck...

Hugs, Liz

[Cleo_Serapis]

Thanks so much Rus for letting us know! I was really beginning to get concerned since 1. this is our first submission month and 2. I never heard back from Gina or Cherilyn on all three emails I sent (two on the publication questions and one on the Jan submissions). I do not know Dave nor have I heard from him - perhaps he does not have mine and Liz's email addresses since we are the newest board this month?

In any event, I will re-send both emails now to Gina, Cherilyn and yourself. Thanks again for alerting us - I thought it was odd not have heard back - glad it was a system issue as it were.

My email is easy: lkanter@mosaicmusings.net

Cheers
~Cleo

[rus bowden]

I have forwarded the submissions to both David's and Gina's personal e-mail.

I'm not sure if the IBPC e-mail is not the trouble, whether Cherilyn is able to access them.

[Cleo_Serapis]

U da man, Rus!

Many !

~lori

P.S. Howz da weatha in Lowell? Here, it's blah, blah, blah....

[rus bowden]

Thanks for noticing