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Feb 8 10, 00:50
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Feb 8 10, 18:01
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Great game, Larry! I was thrilled and even Barry was like "WHO DAT"... Yeah for you - be back later...
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Feb 11 10, 15:43
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Hello All,
Yet another answer to the "first & last" word challenge.
The Last Warrior
Two swords of tempered steel and iron hard wood and none were left, adept to wield them both and fend the enemy from where they stood and guard the keep. I doubt if any could. To slice invaders like foul undergrowth,
then cast off cloven bodies plighted fair, and wrest a victory. Will all here claim because no chain mail cloak is theirs to wear, though open armory is replete there. Had I, with stricken body, felt the same
and then accede to fallen foe who lay in bloody pools of gore, now turning black! Oh feign not death for it has come today. Yet, hearken me; for there is still a way I may induce ye faint of heart. Come back
I plead, and hear the cowards final sigh. Somewhere beats hero’s heart but it is hence. Two swords were offered for defense and I-- I, dying, wished for brave men standing by and prayed some would avenge death’s difference.
Larry
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Feb 12 10, 08:57
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This is AWESOME, Larry! Might you post it for critique? Would you mind if I followed your 'theme' in this and tried my own response to it? Enjoyed the read! ~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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Feb 12 10, 11:02
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Hi Lori,
Thank you very much for your compliment. I guess I could post it for critique but it would be difficult to change it very much due to the dual parameters of using both the first and the last words from RF.
Please do continue with this theme if you care to. I know how much you enjoy and have seen a lot you have already written in that genre. That you would honor my little line of thought is, in itself, pleasurable to me.
Larry
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Feb 13 10, 08:09
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Hi Larry, QUOTE I guess I could post it for critique but it would be difficult to change it very much due to the dual parameters of using both the first and the last words from RF. Ah - but here's the BEAUTY of these challenges (in Karnak, Pandora & Acropolis), should you decide to repost the response in a forum for crit, you are no longer bound by the parameters set out in each challenge (unless you want to be). The idea behind the challenges is to stir the muse and get you writing again. Once you've responded with the set parameters, should you decide to post the resulting poem/short story etc. for critiques, you are then able to "toss" the parameters out the window and re-design/revise your response when you re-post in the crit areas. I often do this! The challenge creates the setting and characters for me - then I can take them further in a way I would rather do so that fits my own writing style and comfort zone. Great! I have much to do today, but when I can log in and spend some time with my muse, I will give this a go. Who knows, maybe I'll continue your story? I DO love this genre. Cheers, ~Lori
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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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Mar 5 14, 10:23
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NOT THE SLIGHTEST MARK
Shall we have new bed of metal ? Wood ? If only we could chose to have both ! For many a year the old one stood and oh how I wish that I still could cavort inspired, in your undergrowth.
Many a year you were passing fair so I’m proud to say I staked my claim; for such a long time my ring you’d wear, and gave me fine children, twelve, all there - unique characters, no two the same.
Consumed, then exhausted we would lay as dim daylight faded into black, and we’d sleep right through to the next day. To work I would wend my cheery way dreaming of you, then hurrying back.
I think of you often, with a sigh as I trudge towards departing hence. My time on Earth ? Reassured am I to have made small mark as I slip by - perhaps not the slightest difference !
(Challenge end words : wood both stood could undergrowth fair claim wear there same lay black day way back sigh hence I by difference)
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Mar 11 14, 18:32
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Very well done, Alan... though it seems a very sad commentary on your view of your impact. I'm quite sure that's not a reality!! By the way, your use of "lay" would be "lie" there, so you might say "Consumed, our exhausted bodies lay..." deLighting in your sharing, Daniel
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Mar 11 14, 19:05
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A Brain Mistaken ?Perhaps my brain is made of wood or gravel, maybe even both. To find this out I've often stood upon my head whene'er I could where I've found softer undergrowth. My leaking sawdust isn't fair, and missing stones is oft the claim of friends; Rock-Head 's the name I wear. I feel so low when they are there; when I'm alone I feel the same. Last week, each mourn I simply lay and wallowed in the sooty black that smoldered in my head all day. At length I saw this ain't the way to go, so now I'm creeping back. Today I woke up with a sigh of joy, I think, and hope from hence to give my brain a break, so I can let it do its thinking by what's there, and make a difference. © MLee Dickens'son 2014
Challenge was to use the final words of each line from this Frost poem:
The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost, 1920
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I— I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference.
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Apr 7 14, 23:08
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Woodie
I once possessed a car of steel and wood. The engineering guys had used them both because of a design they understood might lead to sales and its esthetics could chase competition into undergrowth.
At first, their sales were middling to fair and it did what the advertisers claim but only people who lived in swimwear would buy them now. Their surfboards carried there upon the roof; it never was the same
as that nice car where families might lay their luggage for a trip... Mine was jet black and yes, I used it every single day to drive out to the beach. The only way to tote my boards to surf and bring them back
without a scratch. Sometimes I sit and sigh while thinking back to sunny places hence; remembering good times. I’m glad that I released that dream for cold hard cash, thereby I bought a home. It made a difference!
Sorry for the IP format!
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Apr 15 14, 07:13
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Hahahaha! Great response Larry!
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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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Apr 15 14, 23:02
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Hi Lori,
Thanks for the read and the chuckles.
None of the above was true about Woodie ownership or surfing but I was exposed to all that when I lived in California.
Larry
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Apr 16 14, 07:57
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Hello Larry.
I spy with my little eye that YOU are having a birthday today!
Happy Birthday!
May you wish on a star.... or two...
and all your dreams come true!
May you receive the coolest with lots of , yummy sweetness , some (chocolate for me) , a few laughs and a whole lot of as you celebrate you!
Happiest of Birthdays to you (and a good year you'll have)!
~Lori
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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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Apr 21 14, 23:09
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Hi Lori,
Thank you! I had a wonderful birthday.
Now, you try another one of these!!!!!
Larry
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Aug 13 14, 04:03
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DECISIONS, DECISIONS
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both, I stopped ....
Alan
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Aug 13 14, 11:03
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... and here I am waiting behind you!!
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Aug 14 14, 23:54
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... and I was behind you but decided not to wait.
Thought I'd try to emulate Frost's metrics with this one instead of falling back on IP.
Walking Sticks
I’m on my porch where I whittle wood, some Oak and Pine; I like to carve both. The limbs are all that’s left where they stood trying to reach the sky if they could but now there’s nothing left but undergrowth.
I’m not an expert carver but fair and some small expertise I can claim because of practice. Now I always wear a leather apron down to there… once scarred, I’d like to keep it the same.
First, I check how the knots and grains lay then shave away the brown and black bark. Perhaps I’ll get a small lathe some day but meanwhile, I’ll just do it my way. My grandpa showed me how to carve way back
when he was still around. With a sigh, I often recall what he taught, hence the character of each stick that I complete is like it was done by his hands, not mine. That’s the difference.
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Aug 17 14, 02:41
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Sticks and stoned can break my bones but words can never beat me
Larry's motto.
Love Alan
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Aug 17 14, 08:37
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Hi Alan,
A word is but a tool and we must find the nut on which it fits.
Thanks for the read and the visit.
Larry
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Jul 1 15, 23:02
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Pennant for Trebor Tsorf
Perhaps it’s just indifference and not the fact they don’t come by to post or crit or read so I continue on my way. From hence no tears will fall; a patient sigh
may find escape. I’d bring them back with open arms or find a way to fill these halls again one day. Most forums are cobwebbed and black with no one there to pen a lay
and everything remains the same. I guess I could go here and there to post a piece but it would wear upon my nerves and I might claim it’s good but it would just be fair.
I’ll hide in Karnak’s undergrowth and hope for some small change; it could bring back a few who understood to raise the dead… I’ll carry both a torch and cross made out of wood.
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