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Feb 19 05, 02:46
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Dinosaur Remains
A fossilized morality tale in seven stanzas of almost Swap Quatrain (Swampy Q's ancestors?).
Revised (19th February) - thanks for all the help: very much appreciated indeed
These bones are old, my father said, 'fore mankind rose they were long dead, their bodies fossilized and cold, my father said, these bones are old.
We scavenged on that rocky shore for signs of ancient beasts of yore; winter's stormy seas had ravaged, on that rocky shore we scavenged.
A fossil band brought into light: some belemnites – an ammonite; sharp shark's tooth sits on softest sand, brought into light: a fossil band.
Head down, eyes search for any sign, oblivious to views divine – sun-splashed surf, the perfect town – eyes search for any sign: head down.
My back is sore: I stop to rest and glance up at the cliff-top crest – a prancing, dancing dinosaur! I've stopped to rest, my back is sore.
He's gone before I make a sound, drag others’ gaze from fossil ground “Yeah, pull the other one!” They yawn. Before I make a sound, he's gone.
A fossil brain with head in sand Look up for once and understand, sometimes glimpse another plane - with head in sand - a fossil brain.
Original
“These bones are old,” my Father said, “long ere mankind rose they were dead: “their bodies fossilized and cold.” my father said, “These bones are old.”
We scavenged on the rocky shore for signs of ancient beasts of yore. Winter’s storms the cliffs had ravaged: on the rocky shore we scavenged.
Fossil band brought into light: some belamnites – an ammonite; sharks tooth sharp sits on soft sand. Brought into light: a fossil band.
Head down, eyes search for any sign oblivious to view devine – sun-splashed surf, the perfect town – eyes search for any sign: head down.
My back was sore: I stopped to rest glancing at the clifftop crest – there was a prancing dinosaur – I'd stopped to rest (my back was sore).
He was gone ere I made a sound, dragging others’ gaze from fossil ground “Yeah, pull the other one!” They yawn. Ere I made a sound, he was gone.
Keep your head down but look up too; check on progress, take in the view; get more from looking all around: forget to keep head always down.
© Toumai February, 2005
We went fossil hunting near Lyme Regis (Dorset coast) in the half term holiday and the beach was full of fossil hunting families - and they were all heads down, working hard: there could have been a herd of dinosaurs grazing - or dancing - on the cliff-tops and no one would have noticed. Made me think of how tied up in the unimportant details of life we can become so we miss out of the bigger picture.
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Feb 19 05, 03:26
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Dear Fran,
This is light and delighful, and the tale you tell is indeed very moral.
May I polish a little to bring out the fine facets of this gem ?
“These bones are old,” my Father said, -- no cap F “long ere mankind rose they were dead: -- 'fore mankind rose they were long dead - better ba-dums ? “their bodies fossilized and cold.” my father said, “These bones are old.”
We scavenged on the rocky shore -- There we sc.. on rocky shore ? for signs of ancient beasts of yore.* comma Winter’s storms the cliffs had ravaged: -- where winter's storms cliffs had ravaged on the rocky shore we scavenged. --on rocky shore there we sc ... ?
Fossil band brought into light: -- A fossil band ... ? some belamnites – an ammonite; sharks tooth sharp sits on soft sand. -- sharp shark's tooth sits on softish sand? Brought into light: a fossil band.
Head down, eyes search for any sign oblivious to view devine – -- viewS ? there are at least 2 ! sun-splashed surf, the perfect town – eyes search for any sign: head down.
My back was sore: I stopped to rest glancing at the clifftop crest – -- and glanced up at the ... ? there was a prancing dinosaur – I'd stopped to rest (my back was sore).
He was gone ere I made a sound, -- He'd gone before I make a .. ? dragging others’ gaze from fossil ground -- dragged ? “Yeah, pull the other one!” They yawn. Ere I made a sound, he was gone. -- Before I make a sound, ... ?
Keep your head down but look up too; check on progress, take in the view; get more from looking all around: forget to keep head always down.
Fran, I see what you are saying in this "moral of story" verse, but feel it is not sharp enough. Feel it needs a re-write, this is just a quick atempt, so perhaps you can re-state in a way to suit you :
Working head down, you ... look up too, check your progress, take all the view : in context from looking all around, you look up too, working ... head down.
As always, feel free to toss my offerings aside along with the scraped sand, or, as they say, pick the bones out of that !
I really like this - a deep lesson very lightly taught, which is really the only way anyone was ever able to learn anything ! Well done !
Here is the whole without edit marks, for you to see more easily :
“These bones are old,” my father said, 'fore mankind rose they were long dead their bodies fossilized and cold.” my father said, “These bones are old.”
There we scavenged on rocky shore for signs of ancient beasts of yore, where winter’s storms cliffs had ravaged: on rocky shore there we scavenged.
A fossil band brought into light: some belamnites – an ammonite; sharp shark's tooth sits on softish sand, brought into light: a fossil band.
Head down, eyes search for any sign oblivious to views devine – sun-splashed surf, the perfect town – eyes search for any sign, head down.
My back was sore: I stopped to rest and glanced up at the clifftop crest – there was a prancing dinosaur ! I'd stopped to rest (my back was sore).
He'd gone before I made a sound, dragged others’ gaze from fossil ground “Yeah, pull the other one!” They yawn. Before I made a sound, he'd gone.
Working head down, you must look up too, check your progress, take all the view : in context from looking all around, you must look up too, working head down.
Love Alan
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Feb 19 05, 03:29
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Dear Fran,
as a PS - I just got the very witty title. Love it !
Love Alan
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Feb 19 05, 03:56
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Dear Alan,
Many thanks for your early morning enthusiasm and crit. This is the first time I have tried to combine a strict meter and rhyme (other than a couple of limmericks).
You suggestions are great for the ba-DUMs and improve the whole immensely - I will be back later to post a revision.
Fran, I see what you are saying in this "moral of story" verse, but feel it is not sharp enough
You are far too courteous regarding that last verse, which is dire - more soup than sharp. But I've just had a little idea concerning heads in the sand, so a rewrite is imminant.
Love,
Fran
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Guest_Toumai_*
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Feb 19 05, 04:00
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Hi Arnie,
Good to see you and thanks for your comments.
You are right that the half-rhyme is perhaps a fault - but I do rather like it ... although 'challenged' might work.
I will think on't as I skip down to do the shopping thru the snow.
Cheers,
Fran
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Feb 19 05, 04:11
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Dear Fran,
"heads in the sand" -- oooooooooooh, I can hardly wait !
Btw, I like soup ....
Love Alan
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Feb 19 05, 04:43
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>>A fossilized morality tale in seven stanzas of almost Swap Quatrain (Swampy Q's ancestors?).
Swampy Q is de-lighted. He sends his best regards and commends this poem to the deep. (That means he thinks it is great - he’ll be able to keep reading it down there. Thank you very much, Fran.
I'm delighted, too. Finally, someone can see the prancing creatures, which I havs seen all these years. I knew they were there! This is great stuff - thoroughly enjoyed it, thank you, Fran.
James.
As always, suggestions: {omit}[add](comments)
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“These bones are old,” my Father said, “long {ere} [before] mankind[,] {rose} they were dead{:}[;] “their bodies fossilized and cold.” (Change order and added a phrase.) my {father} [Father] said, “These bones are old.”
(I had to go searching dictionaries for “ere” - old English or literary usage... but not as old as this era! I can see it fits the pattern but it does grate with me. It’s the one point in the poem I keep coming back to - which is a shame. A little like a spot on an, otherwise, unblemished face).
(I tend not to use quotation marks in poems, unless two people are speaking and confusion would exist. However, there is nothing whatsoever wrong with them - but may not be needed).
Suggestion for Verse 1:
These bones are old, my Father said, long before man, they were dead; their fossilised bodies, cold as stone. my Father said, “These bones are old.
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Verse 2:
We scavenged on the rocky shore for signs of ancient beasts of yore. Winter’s storms[,] the cliffs had ravaged:
(that suggestes that the cliffs had attacked the storms) (Aphostrophe in wrong place - more than one winter storm) (What about spalled, rather than ravaged - seems somewhat out of place).
on the rocky shore[,] we scavenged.
(The last line is a little flat compared to the rest... but being a SQ you are limited: so maybe something like...
We scavenged on {the} [that] rocky shore on {the} [that] rocky shore we scavenged.
(However, I think there may well be better solutions than this - I’ll think and maybe others will help, too).
Suggestion for Verse 2:
We scavenged on that rocky shore for signs of ancient beasts of yore. Winters' storms, spalled the cliffs, on that rocky shore, we scavenged.
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Fossil band brought into light: some {belamnites} [belemnites]– an ammonite; (I checked the spelling with the BBC) shark[']s tooth sharp sits on soft sand. Brought into light: a fossil band.
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Head down, eyes search for any sign[,] oblivious to view {devine} [divine] – (Cambridge Dictionary checked) sun-splashed surf, the perfect town – eyes search for any sign: head down.
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My back was sore[:]{-} I stopped to rest[,] (The colon / semi-c may be right technically but causes too long a-pause). glancing at {the}[high] clifftop crest – there was a prancing dinosaur –
(I think you need some more amazement here...)
glancing at high clifftop crest - wow, a prancing, dancing dinosaur -
(Just a quick suggestion and I can’t say it’s ideal - but need something to lift it above the mundane).
I'd stopped to rest (my back was sore).
(Don’t need the brackets - Swap Qs create that effect all the time.
Suggestions for Verse 5:
My back was sore - I stopped to rest, glancing at the clifftop crest – Wow! A prancing, dancing dinosaur – I'd stopped to rest, my back was sore.
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He was gone ere I made a sound, dragging others’ gaze from fossil ground “Yeah, pull the other one!” They yawn. Ere I made a sound, he was gone.
(That ere again... two instances of it - any chance of booting it out?)
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Keep your head down {but} [-] look up too; check {on} progress{,}[;] {take in} [survey / consider / see all / ] the view; {get more from} [appreciate] looking all around:
(Don’t use “get” - in any writing. Dreadful word.)
forget to keep head always down.
(Of course, as you know from your comments, this last verse breaks the SQ. I’m easy with that: forms are there to be broken as far as I can see. However, if you wish to stay in form, how about:
Suggestions for Verse 7:
Not just head down - look up too; check progress; survey the view. Appreciate looking all around: Look up too - not just head down. (I think that could be improved further, too but it seems to be on the right track).
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Feb 19 05, 05:22
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Hi Fran
I enjoyed your hunt for dinosaurs along the sea shore. I found this poem very interesting as I have never read a Swap Quatrain before but I did like this one. Did you find any fossils on your beach walk? Or just a prancing dinosaur?
Like James and Alan I think before works better than 'ere because 'ere is too old a word.
Just a couple of thoughts for you to take or ignore
We scavenged on the rocky shorethat for signs of ancient beasts of yore. Winter’s storms the cliffs had ravaged:[/b] Winter storms, the cliffs were ravaged on the rocky shore we scavenged.that
so it reads
We scavenged on that rocky shore for signs of ancient beast of yore. Winter storms, the cliffs were ravaged: on that rocky shore we scavenged.
Thanks for the read
Nina
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Feb 19 05, 05:50
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Thanks James
I will take a stroll to those links and have a read
Nina
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Feb 19 05, 06:02
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Hi Nina,
Thanks for the help. As (the other) Arnie says: 'I'll be back.'
Fran
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Feb 19 05, 06:05
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Hi James,
Ere I depart (to make fruit salad for my lunch guests) I must thank you warmly for your suggestions.
I will have a great deal to work with when I return to revise (hopefully tonight).
And many thanks for posting those links, too.
Fran
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Feb 19 05, 10:45
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Hi everyone,
I have just been thru all the incredibly helpful suggestions made earlier and incorporated quiet a few and a few changes of my own, too - the last verse has been completely changed.
The whole story feels musch smoother now - thanks. :cloud9:
Fran
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Feb 19 05, 11:11
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Hi Fran
The last stanza is now brilliant. I love the idea of fossil brain. Just one typo in the third stanza L3, it should be sharp
Nina
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Feb 19 05, 11:16
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Nina,
Thank you so much. I'm pleased you like the new final stanza. And I've fixed that typo.
Fran
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Feb 19 05, 11:34
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Hi Fran, :dance:
Ah, memories, memories!! :cloud9:
I have spent many happy hours on this self-same beach at Lyme Regis poodling around turning over rocks in the scree at the base of Church Cliffs. :cloud9:
Can't do it now ~ all that bending over plays havoc with aged bones. I might expire there and become part of the fossils in 50 million years if no one notices the remains!
You have plenty of people offering crits here, so I am just writing to say how very much I enjoyed this. Thank you Fran. :cheer:
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Feb 19 05, 14:18
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Read this this morning and hadn't a clue how to advise you on improvements, Fran. I knew it required something but as it's the first of these I've seen I was unsure of what it WAS let alone how I might assist.
Suffice to say it jigs along marvellously, is witty and fresh and now says what you intended in a delightful way. Well thought out and worked.
JJ
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Feb 19 05, 14:19
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Hi Fran, Grace...
"Poodling around" - that's a new one. In that case, I'll be Settering around. Heaven help those people with Shih-Tzus!
James :)
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Feb 19 05, 14:23
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Hi Fran,
'tis lookin' reet bonnie, nah lassie. Well done. Marc Bolan couldn't have written better!
(Great final verse, by the way).
James.
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