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I enjoyed that Frank; you've squeezed so much of her story into a short poem - "shall I count the ways?".
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Cheers Biz clever you quoting her most famous line.
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I shouldn't feel to clever. Her line was "Let me count the ways".
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We're all liable to the odd misquote Biz You'll no doubt know of a famous one: "all that glitters is not gold" which should be "glisters"
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Hello my dear friends
![]() So sorry that I haven't been around much of late ![]() But never mind! I've been through a strange phase and come out on the other side. A clearer form of the book has come to me; it will be in three parts and themed. This is something Biz has often mentioned, especially with regard to historical poems. Dark Star agrees too, so all is well ![]() I'll try to catch up on the thread more next time ![]() Until then I salute the DSPS. The Digital Spy Poets Society ![]() Frank/Noe Soap John/Archiver Sandy Flower Mrsgotobed Twass & MrsT ![]() Dark Star Biz ![]() Nimue of Avalon xxx All new members are most welcome
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I've been through a strange phase and come out on the other side. A clearer form of the book has come to me; it will be in three parts and themed.
Good to see you. I like the idea of different sections of the book. Wishing you well for the future. ![]() Biz, co-opted member of DSPS.
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Ooh! Mrs T and I are honorary members
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[There's a creature in the sky.
I don't know where, or why, Brilliant poem, with a sense of foreboding running throughout. I love how you never really explain everything - it suits the sci-fi/universal nature of the material. What with the recently disappeared plane, this resonated deeply. Great write ![]() A Stephen King title too
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Biz, co-opted member of DSPS.
![]() The idea's changed again, it looks like a book for children is going to emerge soon. I know this is something you've often mentioned. The good news is, at around fifty poems, it should be out in the near future. It'll be a superior production to The Designer, bless its little cotton sunsets ![]() Quote:
Ooh! Mrs T and I are honorary members
![]() You're the only people from DS I've actually met
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Tom Story
Tom was not inordinately fussy
But he was not subordinately Obliging like every other pussy Tom drew the line at KiteKat Cheapest cat food and nasty It looked disgusting not tasty Tom'd rather devour your pasty Or any leftovers best unwasted Mishmash KeK he left untasted (a trueish story from cat owner past only cat's name changed to protect the innocent) |
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Hi Biz
The idea's changed again, it looks like a book for children is going to emerge soon. I know this is something you've often mentioned. The good news is, at around fifty poems, it should be out in the near future. It'll be a superior production to The Designer, bless its little cotton sunsets ![]() Presumably you'll start with the poems for the younger children? Have you thought of having them in slightly larger, simple print, reverting to a more normal size for the older ones?Quote:
Tom Story
Cats, cats, cats, cats - they're everywhere. I can't get away from them. ![]() Quote:
(a trueish story from cat owner past only cat's name changed to protect the innocent)
How very thoughtful of you Frank.
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Cats, cats, cats, cats - they're everywhere. I can't get away from them. ![]()
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Hello my dear friends
![]() But never mind! I've been through a strange phase and come out on the other side. ![]() That's good, you are moving forward as spring emerges like the daffodils.
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Today I saw a yawning cat who must have had a busy day.
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Cats, cats, cats, cats - they're everywhere. I can't get away from them. ![]() Big Smalls (temporary title) I’ve washed out all the skidmarks and the socks that smell of cheese Now all that’s left is while he sleeps, to spray him with Febreeze. The next day if the laundry’s blowing gaily on the line It’s a signal to him now home from work, he’s in for a good time. My tumble drying friends are worried, it’s my pants that make them blush But the sight of them a-swinging makes my fella turn to mush. “Don’t you mind your pants a-swinging there, they’re practically antiques?” “No,” I say, “They’re so immense; folks mistake them for my sheets.” So when you’re feeling frisky and life needs a bit of spice Get your swingers on the line, washed and ready to entice. Just make sure you peg them down to keep them safe and sound Mine have blown across to France before, but luckily were found The fella that they landed on was shocked and quite surprised I believe he is still suffering and still rather traumatised. Apparently he’d never seen big swingers of that kind He was found repeating, "Mon Dieu, I ‘av gone blind!” So now I am more vigilant, I don’t want them to escape I can’t have them enveloping some poor monsieur and his crepe. |
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That has inspired me, but it's not ready yet. In the meantime:
Big Smalls (temporary title)
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Fanks, Danke Schon et mange tout, as Del Boy would say.
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Oh wow, you truly are the Steven Speilberg of this thread John
Brilliant poem, with a sense of foreboding running throughout. I love how you never really explain everything - it suits the sci-fi/universal nature of the material. What with the recently disappeared plane, this resonated deeply. Great write ![]() A Stephen King title too ![]() ![]() I wasn't expecting the last line, but it just had to go in.
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That has inspired me, but it's not ready yet. In the meantime:
Big Smalls (temporary title) I’ve washed out all the skidmarks and the socks that smell of cheese Now all that’s left is while he sleeps, to spray him with Febreeze. The next day if the laundry’s blowing gaily on the line It’s a signal to him now home from work, he’s in for a good time. My tumble drying friends are worried, it’s my pants that make them blush But the sight of them a-swinging makes my fella turn to mush. “Don’t you mind your pants a-swinging there, they’re practically antiques?” “No,” I say, “They’re so immense; folks mistake them for my sheets.” So when you’re feeling frisky and life needs a bit of spice Get your swingers on the line, washed and ready to entice. Just make sure you peg them down to keep them safe and sound Mine have blown across to France before, but luckily were found The fella that they landed on was shocked and quite surprised I believe he is still suffering and still rather traumatised. Apparently he’d never seen big swingers of that kind He was found repeating, "Mon Dieu, I ‘av gone blind!” So now I am more vigilant, I don’t want them to escape I can’t have them enveloping some poor monsieur and his crepe. ![]() My knickers held up for the longest of time, swung weekly billowing on my washing line. Alas last week a blush hit my cheek when they gave up the ghost and my bum that they host was left chilly and me feeling silly. Knicker elastic ain't that fantastic and droopy drawers have their flaws!
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![]() My knickers held up for the longest of time, swung weekly billowing on my washing line. Alas last week a blush hit my cheek when they gave up the ghost and my bum that they host was left chilly and me feeling silly. Knicker elastic ain't that fantastic and droopy drawers have their flaws! ![]()
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Been introduced recently to the poetry form known as triolet. This is an eight line stanza written in iambic pentameter and with a rhyme scheme of a b a a a b a b.
The first line reappears at lines 4 and 7, the second line is repeated in line 8. You can read more here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Triolet You may ask 'what's the point?' Well I think it can be really good to work within a very tight structure as it means the writer has to think very carefully about each word and how the structure should come second to what is being conveyed. For me, poetry is a condensed form of language that doesn't just carry it's meaning in the words but also in what it can evoke through rhythm, rhyme, imagery etc etc. Anyway, here's a couple of my attempts using the form. The autumn winds carry flakes of brown and gold, the cold of the coming season’s deathly sleep. A slow fall from what we most savagely hold. The autumn winds carry flakes of brown and gold swirling to shades of bone that can no longer hold the nascent force that raised us up from sleep. The autumn winds carry flakes of brown and gold, the cold of the coming season’s deathly sleep. The Cat Sat on the Mat With feline stealth he moved towards the mat upon which he pawsed to groom his tangled fur. With soft strokes of his barbed tongue his coat began to unmat. With feline stealth he moved towards the mat Then, with kneading motion, he clawed and pulled then sat and settled into quiet repose and contented purr. With feline stealth he moved towards the mat upon which he pawsed to groom his tangled fur. |
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Laden mists of linen grey
bathed in seas of melancholy in desolate decay doth stray upon the autumn of my folly. I think I must have wrote this when I was a bit pissed off
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A poem for a day like today
![]() Ways Chuckle to me, chuckle to you little ways, always shine thru with a hello, as we walk by and moments, are so much my.
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When Spring Is Sprung
Daffodils honour us with their diaphinous emerging, familiar old friends, it’s welcome yellow fellows well met. We greet you gratefully from your submerging floral heads mutate, from green bud to golden bell. Nature, benefactor of all provision, gifts indulgence plays host to these visitors for sadly too brief a stay endows bright vistas which radiate in rare effulgence springing in Spring this seasonal and annual display. Daffodils grow row on row hereabout and all around a host of them as Wordsworth’s great poem extolled; flowers that proliferate and thrive upon waste ground gilding the darkest spaces by their alchemy into gold. Like gold a noble daffodil yields a treasure for the eye, an array of optical pleasure then doffs its cap goodbye. |
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Hi everyone
![]() I haven't been around, as I've had a sort of minor nervous breakdown ![]() I came out on the other side again, but it was horrible while it lasted. I'll be seeing the doctor in early April and the good news is I'm on the road to recovery now. It's great to see the thread rocking and I hope to catch up through the week. Within the next month I'll be buying a new computer ![]() The book should be out by the end of June
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