December 2006 IBPC Nominations, IBPC Nominations For January Comp Options

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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

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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