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Mar 13 05, 08:19
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Mosaic Master
Group: Administrator
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Joined: 1-August 03
From: Massachusetts
Member No.: 2
Real Name: Lori Kanter
Writer of: Poetry & Prose
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Our January, 2005 Moderator's Choice results are in!
Congrats to Psyche and Aggiel for winning our very first Moderator's Choice Award with their tiles, 'The Poet's Voice' and 'Stream is Here!' !!
Your Mod Choice mini plaques will be displayed in your signatures! You have led your Muses to bask in the glory of the greek urn known as Mod Choice.
Congratulations! You have added your special touches to our Mosaic in style. Thank you! JOY to you, oh mighty ones!
Cheers! Mosaic Musings Staff :roman:
Moderator Choice Award
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A POET'S VOICE
I cannot stop the wind from blowing Nor still the ocean tides; A rose will bloom without my knowing To adorn an Autumn bride; Yet I can stretch a loving hand To embrace a frightened child, By greed its rights denied.
I cannot halt empires from growing Nor make the rich provide; A war will rage without foreknowing To scourge fair countryside; Yet I can join the crescent throng Refusing to abide While innocents have died.
Let this be writ upon my tomb: That I did not my eyes blindfold Nor close my heart to doom, But rather with a poet's voice these shameful deeds retold.
By Psyche ~ Copyright Sylvia Maclagan, Buenos Aires, Argentina, 2004.
Note: I wrote this poem a few months ago, in a sort of challenge with my friend David-Tao. We both liked Emily Dickinson's poem Life, iv, so we attempted to follow her rhyming pattern. I hasten to add that I have not done a strict syllable count, the idea was to copy the end rhyme of the lines and achieve a similar balance. Length was optional and I added a 5L last stanza for good measure... good learning practice, I hope... I am not obsessive about mathematical precision... .... but will appreciate all crits very much indeed.
LIFE, iv, by Emily Dickinson
If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain; If I can ease one life the aching, Or cool one pain, Or help one fainting robin Unto his nest again, I shall not live in vain.
Isn't it a lovely poem?
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Stream Is Here !
Lee, Poppy and I stumbled down the green field laughing, calling out to each other. The sun shone, the wind blew and the fields smiled; Wild flowers and small edible fruits were everywhere, some sensitive grass curled up their leaves as we passed. A few yellow butterflies and dragonflies danced about .
The mile was just a few leaps away for us country kids. Soon we were at the back of Len's house.
We gasped as we saw the crystal-clear water, sparkling and rippling over rocks, kitchen steps and hardened soil. A few dead leaves floated on top.
"The stream is here at the back of Len's kitchen!" someone yelled.
Yes, it flowed there last night when the stream swelled after a heavy rain. Soon it would become small and return to its place near by below.
" Let's celebrate today! Let's swim in it with our clothes on. The sun will dry them on our way back. Later Len's mama will warm our bellies with hot buns and milk, like she said. " exclaimed Lee all in one breath.
Soon we were wading and splashing in the stream like ducks. We sailed our paper boats in it too. There was a competition to see which boat would win. The loser would do the dishes.
Never were there kids so merry in the entire village that day! Never had we had so much to talk about and so much to eat! It's not everyday you have a stream at the back of a kitchen!
At noon, tired children went home; each one held a packet of take away.
Copyright © 2005 Agatha Lai
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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 13 05, 09:23
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Hi Sylvia and Agatha...
Think about this for a moment - we could choose any pieces from forums across MM - freeform anf form poetry and prose. So your achievements are outstanding - very well done, indeed. You are very worthy winners.
James.
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Mar 27 05, 02:39
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Group: Gold Member
Posts: 764
Joined: 18-October 04
From: Sabah, Malaysia
Member No.: 80
Writer of: Poetry
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Thanks moderator for choosing me. Thanks JLY and James for the good wishes.
Aggiel
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Mar 27 05, 02:44
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Two beautiful pieces of work - very worthy winners.
Congratuations to both of you.
Fran
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Mar 27 05, 03:03
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Group: Gold Member
Posts: 764
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From: Sabah, Malaysia
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Thank you Fran. You are most kind.
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Aggiel
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Apr 5 05, 22:21
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Ornate Oracle
Group: Praetorian
Posts: 8,882
Joined: 27-August 04
From: Bariloche, Argentine Patagonia
Member No.: 78
Real Name: Sylvia Evelyn Maclagan
Writer of: Poetry & Prose
Referred By:David Ting
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Dear Moderators !
Thanks so much for this award. I feel very honoured to share it with Agatha. Her piece is splendid.
I believe I already expressed my thanks elsewhere, just wandered in here tonight and find that I missed a turning at some point.
Thank you, also, Fran, Jly and James for your encouraging words. :cloud9:
Best to all, Sylvia
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Mis temas favoritos The Lord replied, my precious, precious child, I love you and I would never leave you. During your times of trial and suffering, when you see only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you.
"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."
Sylvia Plath, Crossing the Water, Wuthering Heights. Nominate 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!MM Award Winner
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