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Feb 9 07, 15:50
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Real Name: Ron Jones
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QUOTE (AMETHYST @ Feb 1 07, 14:19 ) 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. Dear Amethyst, I've not mastered IM so I'm answering here. 1-I am the original author. 2-The poem has not been published 3-There have been no other nominations of this poem. 4-The text above is the latest revision. 5-My email address is rbjones02@optonline.net 6-I accept the nomination as tendered. 7-My real name is Ronald B.L.Jones I thank all involved. (This is the first time I saw this.)
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Feb 9 07, 19:20
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Real Name: Elizabeth
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Referred By:Lori Kanter
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Woooo Hoooooo ! Yippee... Thanks Ron, I will note this in our Permissions Log! Thank you and Good Luck!
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Feb 11 07, 15:55
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I would like to nominate this poem for the depth of information given to readers, while presenting a poetically talented and skilled poem. QUOTE Transcendence in Alice's House
"...the Arts transcend limited social boundaries like class, race, and nationality." – Turiyasangitananda (a.k.a. Alice Coltrane, in memorandum)
Tuned to the burning stars within our cosmos, she touched the harp, releasing souvenirs plucked like musical notes from collections of journeys beyond her inner ear.
How can I chart the depth of dripping candles, that measure the spiral shadows of a staircase or calculate the dimensions of a black hole that fills the space between ivory keys?
She drew a line from her legacy to the cluster of Pleaides--seven sisters intertwined in her delicate hands, yet independent like the sturdy legs under her grand piano, when she played
bop that transfigured the teardrops of Shiva into falling grains of sand. Encircled in fire, He also beat the celestial drum for her lover, who rose through divinity around the cleansing scirocco of tenor saxophone,
into the mythology of jazz.
This post has been edited by Cleo_Serapis: Mar 2 07, 06:12
Reason for edit: Second Revision
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Feb 12 07, 00:40
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Real Name: Timothy Blighton
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Referred By:justdaniel
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Hello Gregory and All,
Gregory, congratuations on your nomination to the IBPC. Your offering of "two sides to every coin" is (as John mentions) very fresh in style and POV. Good luck.
To the staff (perhaps Arnfinn/John): i think the title transferred over is misspelled. The original is titled Juxtaposition, this one is Justapostion. Also, in L1 of the last stanza of "Moon Envy" there is a misspelling of 'disorganisation'. This copy has a 'c' in it. Just thought you should know, in case this one goes onto the judging.
~tim/azurepoetry
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Feb 12 07, 04:44
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Mosaic Master
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Real Name: Eira Needham
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Referred By:Lori
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QUOTE (azurepoetry @ Feb 12 07, 05:40 ) Hello Gregory and All,
Gregory, congratuations on your nomination to the IBPC. Your offering of "two sides to every coin" is (as John mentions) very fresh in style and POV. Good luck.
To the staff (perhaps Arnfinn/John): i think the title transferred over is misspelled. The original is titled Juxtaposition, this one is Justapostion. Also, in L1 of the last stanza of "Moon Envy" there is a misspelling of 'disorganisation'. This copy has a 'c' in it. Just thought you should know, in case this one goes onto the judging.
~tim/azurepoetry Hi Tim It' good to see you and to have your keen eye spot those errors. I have amended them and will notify Gregory that I have done so. Thanks Tim Snow
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Feb 18 07, 22:53
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Referred By:Lori Kanter
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I would like to nominate this for it's creative twist and the use of pleasant sounds, smooth and unintrusive meter-this is both a cleaver story, and well crafted piece of poetry. This poem is presently posted and up for revision located in Herme's, Updates of any revisions will be made as they occur. QUOTE THE PRICK
Within the compass of his home beneath a hemispheric dome of clear perspex, upon a tray were cheese and crackers on display
Gloss magazines could not have shown them better; wine from Côtes du Rhone was on his bar, there too a map, casually placed, all meant to trap
And this, more artifice than art had purpose, to capture a heart of virgin white, one still quite pure if she would bite, accept his lure
How fortune frowns upon the sly the lass, while on her way, had spied some ripe blackberries, pricked her thumb so crying, she'd run home to Mum
Alan McAlpine Douglas
This post has been edited by AMETHYST: Feb 19 07, 08:42
Reason for edit: Error Correction
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Feb 20 07, 22:56
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I would like to nominate this poem for the dramatic tone, the striking imagery and metaphor, the well laid out inferences--and the fullness of subject. As the poem ends, I left feeling as though I experienced something-and it tingled inside, as if I was inspired. A really good read. QUOTE Climacteric
You woke today to an ache you thought was spent, that season already mourned and put aside, flushed away like pink-tinged tissue.
It’s a late-March snow in February, far too early to be so transient, yet its whitewash is not unwelcome to the grime of the fading season. Even now
as wasps tumble out of the woodwork, stumble drunkenly, useless, on stone gray floors, winter begins its end, always before you are ready, always before your mind has softened
to the idea. You hold on too long, as if letting go will lose…what? That anticipation of the clean and cold, the muffled and muffed, safely layered in wool and white?
Or the lightness that comes with snow? It’s not that you dread the beginning of the new, but the ending of the old. How you lighten your step
when the earth is young, green rising, despair the petals' fade. Yet you bask in the heat of it, relish the taste of salt, miss the sweat of it
in coming shadows. How you whistle so you can see your breath in the first frosty days of fall, and grieve that last leaf’s bright tumble.
Reason for edit: Revision posted
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Feb 20 07, 23:24
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No fair! I planned to nominate this before I knew you nominated mine. I am nominating this because of the layers in it, (you are a 911 op aren't you?) and because his poem really does a wonderful job personifying something as common as a telephone wire. We pass them daily with barely a thought. I will think about them now each time I pass because of this fine piece QUOTE (AMETHYST @ Feb 20 07, 04:35 ) On the Wire
On the Wire
I appear a threadbare crack against an ashen sky, unnoticed, if not for the winds that sway me.
Society confabulates a chaotic void through my cylindrical sphere; easily dismissing my existence, until God's breath breaks me.
Steadfast, I endure, second by second, uniting family to distant family, closing the miles into a hair's-breadth, connecting conversations, creating friends from strangers.
I'm privy to their private notions, entrusted to carry off dirty confessions; dark and sate of passion, sacred truths, and unholy lies.
It is lonely listening to chatter, in all their apathy--they hunger for consolation; I bring solace in a single ring.
I am a conduit of universal need, funneling energy of an over extended perseity- a conducer of their lives --
and yet, it is the birds, perched along my fibers that contemplate me. As sparrows rest and blue jays sing,
"Tek, Tek" an ebon crow calls, inviting human-kind to pay homage to my silent prominence.
This post has been edited by AMETHYST: Mar 1 07, 22:41
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Feb 21 07, 00:35
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Cyn, All's fair in poetry and competitions! Thank you for the kind words and the nomination! Permission notification Replied to and granted!
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Feb 21 07, 05:27
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I just came to nominate this and found it already has been -- so I second it! Snow
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Feb 21 07, 05:28
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Mosaic Master
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QUOTE (AMETHYST @ Feb 21 07, 04:06 ) Permission Notification Sent! I second this with applause! Snow
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Feb 21 07, 11:04
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Gee, thank you, Liz! I was helped a lot by my MM friends with this one! Then I added the last two lines and converted it into a sonnet thanks to Merlin's suggestion... Wow...I'm SO pleased! Hugs to both you and Cleo, Sylvia ***
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"There is no life higher than the grasstops Or the hearts of sheep, and the wind Pours by like destiny, bending Everything in one direction."
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Feb 21 07, 12:47
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You and Me Snow think a lot a like and have much of the same tastes in poetry (both R&M and FV) Hugs, Liz ... We'll just make this a joint Nomination...
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Feb 22 07, 02:59
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Snow! :)
I knew you had written this without seeing the poet's name!
It is lovely.
PP
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Feb 27 07, 00:31
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Thank you Snow... I don't think Cyn would mind being a co-nominator! :) Big smiles and thank you for the support! Hugs, Liz
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Mar 1 07, 07:40
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Congratulations Tim ... and good luck in the upcoming IBPC Competitions! Hugs, Liz
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Mar 1 07, 07:44
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Congratulations, Cyn and good luck in the IBPC Competition! Best Wishes and hugs, Liz
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Mar 1 07, 10:01
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Real Name: Timothy Blighton
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Congratuations Liz,
Well done. Good luck in IBPC!!
~tim
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Mar 1 07, 10:02
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Real Name: Timothy Blighton
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Well Cyn,
Congratuations. Good luck to you with this fine piece in IBPC.
~tim
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Mar 1 07, 10:36
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Real Name: Timothy Blighton
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Hello All,
i am sending a message to Cleo as well, but just in case, here is my updated revision attempting to address some of the obscure portions that Cyn so aptly pointed out:
Tuned to the burning stars within our cosmos, she touched the harp, releasing souvenirs plucked like musical notes from collections of journeys beyond her inner ear. How can I chart the depth of dripping candles, that measure the spiral shadows of a staircase or calculate the dimensions of a black hole that fills the space between ivory keys? She drew a line from her legacy to the cluster of Pleaides--seven sisters intertwined in her delicate hands, yet independent like the sturdy legs under her grand piano, when she played bop that transfigured the teardrops of Shiva into falling grains of sand. Encircled in fire, He also beat the celestial drum for her lover, who rose through divinity around the cleansing scirocco of tenor saxophone,
into the mythology of jazz.
Again, please keep the epigraph attached to this and all is ready for IBPC. Many thank yous for this chance to represent this fine poetry website. ~tim/azurepoetry
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