Ponder and reply...
Monday, December 16, 2002 by @shu | Discussion: WinCustomize Talk
Has the genre of poetry lost its charm? I searched for 3 days to find the poem I used in 'Kavita', a wallpaper but got no feedback... 
I was hoping for a surge of feedback...
Is poetry dead????
I was hoping for a surge of feedback...
Is poetry dead????
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@shu
Reply #242 Sunday, December 22, 2002 2:31 AM
Reply #242 Sunday, December 22, 2002 2:31 AM
Great poem Angela :APPLAUSE:
I wish I could write like that!!!!
I like the way you think Sir elvee (may I call u elvee? Sir elvee is too formal.)
An eternal optimist, eh?
I wish I could write like that!!!!
I like the way you think Sir elvee (may I call u elvee? Sir elvee is too formal.)
An eternal optimist, eh?
JamMeister33
Reply #243 Sunday, December 22, 2002 2:34 AM
Reply #243 Sunday, December 22, 2002 2:34 AM
okay, your turn again ashu..
time for a verse.....
time for a verse.....
Angel_Wings
Reply #244 Sunday, December 22, 2002 2:35 AM
Reply #244 Sunday, December 22, 2002 2:35 AM
Ut oh. Should have said, I was quoting Sir Elvee in that last message.
Angel_Wings thinks: Is it getting convoluted in here or is it just me?
Angel_Wings thinks: Is it getting convoluted in here or is it just me?
@shu
Reply #245 Sunday, December 22, 2002 2:36 AM
Reply #245 Sunday, December 22, 2002 2:36 AM
Thanks for letting me know Angela,
So you are valid for two more inputs, hehe.
So you are valid for two more inputs, hehe.
elvee
Reply #246 Sunday, December 22, 2002 2:36 AM
Reply #246 Sunday, December 22, 2002 2:36 AM
elvee is fine ashu Sir is just a title 
More of a dreamer AngEla i think, but very perceptive you are.
Thanks JM
More of a dreamer AngEla i think, but very perceptive you are.
Thanks JM
@shu
Reply #247 Sunday, December 22, 2002 2:38 AM
Reply #247 Sunday, December 22, 2002 2:38 AM
And I dream a Dream,
The Dream that I dream,
Is it a dream That I dream,
Or does the Dream dream me?
:HOWZZAT?:
The Dream that I dream,
Is it a dream That I dream,
Or does the Dream dream me?
:HOWZZAT?:
JamMeister33
Reply #248 Sunday, December 22, 2002 2:40 AM
Reply #248 Sunday, December 22, 2002 2:40 AM
I dreamed a dream
that was dreaming me
we passed each other
on the dreaming sea...
that was dreaming me
we passed each other
on the dreaming sea...
Angel_Wings
Reply #249 Sunday, December 22, 2002 2:41 AM
Reply #249 Sunday, December 22, 2002 2:41 AM
Angel_Wings gives Sir elvee a BIG SQUISHY albeit lady-like and appropriate hug () and waves to JM and ASHU and Johnboy and Mary Beth () and snuggles under her quilt to fall fast a sleep!
Just kidding about the poo-poo poem, Ashu...I'm just silly that way. And I was A-Seraphim...not a he...but a SHE.
Nighty night my poetic friends!
Angel_Wings yawns and stretches and tiptoes to her bed with a smile for her friends on her face...
) and waves to JM and ASHU and Johnboy and Mary Beth () and snuggles under her quilt to fall fast a sleep!Just kidding about the poo-poo poem, Ashu...I'm just silly that way. And I was A-Seraphim...not a he...but a SHE.
Nighty night my poetic friends!
Angel_Wings yawns and stretches and tiptoes to her bed with a smile for her friends on her face...
JamMeister33
Reply #250 Sunday, December 22, 2002 2:42 AM
Reply #250 Sunday, December 22, 2002 2:42 AM
Good night, sweet Lady...
dream happy dreams and sleep tight...
dream happy dreams and sleep tight...
@shu
Reply #251 Sunday, December 22, 2002 2:43 AM
Reply #251 Sunday, December 22, 2002 2:43 AM
Could anyone decipher my Dream?
Is there an Oracle out there?
Is there an Oracle out there?
elvee
Reply #252 Sunday, December 22, 2002 2:44 AM
Reply #252 Sunday, December 22, 2002 2:44 AM
nighty night miss AngEla and every else, I will keep my pen and paper handy Ashu, good night
JamMeister33
Reply #253 Sunday, December 22, 2002 2:51 AM
Reply #253 Sunday, December 22, 2002 2:51 AM
goodnite all, it's almost three in the morning and JamMeister33 needs to go to bed now..........
@shu
Reply #254 Sunday, December 22, 2002 2:56 AM
Reply #254 Sunday, December 22, 2002 2:56 AM
Good night to all of you, is JM still there?
Well here's something to dream about:
And as I dream of the Dream,
I dream that the Dream dreams me,
And as we dream of each other,
The whole world waits, With bated breath to see,
If I can control the Dream,
Or the Dream consumes me,
But I lose, and as the Dream turns darker,
I try to break free;
But the more I struggle, The more I find,
Myself entangled in the Dream,
The web that the Dream has woven around me,
Is nothing more than an elaborate scheme;
To keep me asleep, And away,
From rising against the Beast,
And kill its kith and kin,
That have joined It in the Feast;
Where my Fears serve my Ambitions,
And Jealousy cooks my Reasoning,
And Hatred clouds my Love,
And my Virtues are butchered by Sin.
Well here's something to dream about:
And as I dream of the Dream,
I dream that the Dream dreams me,
And as we dream of each other,
The whole world waits, With bated breath to see,
If I can control the Dream,
Or the Dream consumes me,
But I lose, and as the Dream turns darker,
I try to break free;
But the more I struggle, The more I find,
Myself entangled in the Dream,
The web that the Dream has woven around me,
Is nothing more than an elaborate scheme;
To keep me asleep, And away,
From rising against the Beast,
And kill its kith and kin,
That have joined It in the Feast;
Where my Fears serve my Ambitions,
And Jealousy cooks my Reasoning,
And Hatred clouds my Love,
And my Virtues are butchered by Sin.
Fuzzy Logic
Reply #255 Sunday, December 22, 2002 4:25 AM
Reply #255 Sunday, December 22, 2002 4:25 AM
Venus
The ashen light of Venus stares at me,
As I the one who rides on silken wings,
Move up among assurgent souls so free,
To hear the sweetish song the Angel sings.
Through acid clouds and rain I fall,
To land upon a hot and hostile land;
To show a world how I can stand so tall
Amidst a stygic scene of Satan sand.
Enchanting Sorceress casts her wicked spell
And I am doomed to damn eternally
Her damoclean chains of demon hell
And never wish to set my devil free.
The ashen light of Venus stares at me,
As I the one who rides on silken wings,
Move up among assurgent souls so free,
To hear the sweetish song the Angel sings.
Through acid clouds and rain I fall,
To land upon a hot and hostile land;
To show a world how I can stand so tall
Amidst a stygic scene of Satan sand.
Enchanting Sorceress casts her wicked spell
And I am doomed to damn eternally
Her damoclean chains of demon hell
And never wish to set my devil free.
UBoB
Reply #256 Sunday, December 22, 2002 8:54 AM
Reply #256 Sunday, December 22, 2002 8:54 AM
A little prose, in keeping with the holiday.
This was my favorite as a child. My father always sat me and my 5 siblings down on Christmas eve, just prior to going to bed and would read the classic Dylan Thomas story, A Childs Christmas in Wales. It was a nice, warm feeling.
Here is a link to the entire piece: http://www.missthistlebritches.com/a_child.htm
And here is an tiny sample. The last paragraph:
Always on Christmas night there was music. An uncle played the fiddle, a cousin sang "Cherry Ripe," and another uncle sang "Drake's Drum." It was very warm in the little house. Auntie Hannah, who had got on to the parsnip wine, sang a song about Bleeding Hearts and Death, and then another in which she said her heart was like a Bird's Nest; and then everybody laughed again; and then I went to bed. Looking through my bedroom window, out into the moonlight and the unending smoke-colored snow, I could see the lights in the windows of all the other houses on our hill and hear the music rising from them up the long, steady falling night. I turned the gas down, I got into bed. I said some words to the close and holy darkness, and then I slept.
This was my favorite as a child. My father always sat me and my 5 siblings down on Christmas eve, just prior to going to bed and would read the classic Dylan Thomas story, A Childs Christmas in Wales. It was a nice, warm feeling.
Here is a link to the entire piece: http://www.missthistlebritches.com/a_child.htm
And here is an tiny sample. The last paragraph:
Always on Christmas night there was music. An uncle played the fiddle, a cousin sang "Cherry Ripe," and another uncle sang "Drake's Drum." It was very warm in the little house. Auntie Hannah, who had got on to the parsnip wine, sang a song about Bleeding Hearts and Death, and then another in which she said her heart was like a Bird's Nest; and then everybody laughed again; and then I went to bed. Looking through my bedroom window, out into the moonlight and the unending smoke-colored snow, I could see the lights in the windows of all the other houses on our hill and hear the music rising from them up the long, steady falling night. I turned the gas down, I got into bed. I said some words to the close and holy darkness, and then I slept.
@shu
Reply #257 Sunday, December 22, 2002 9:01 AM
Reply #257 Sunday, December 22, 2002 9:01 AM
Good one Fuzzy Logic. I'd like to see ur contribution to 'My Verse'.
Keeping with the season's spirit aren't we motion?
Keeping with the season's spirit aren't we motion?
@shu
Reply #258 Sunday, December 22, 2002 12:21 PM
Reply #258 Sunday, December 22, 2002 12:21 PM
Here's a famous quote I remembered (not that I want this thread to go on to quotes now, but this one is good)
Socrates: 'By all means marry. If you get a good wife you will become happy, and if you get a bad one you will become a philosopher.'
Nice one, eh
Socrates: 'By all means marry. If you get a good wife you will become happy, and if you get a bad one you will become a philosopher.'
Nice one, eh
@shu
Reply #259 Sunday, December 22, 2002 1:20 PM
Reply #259 Sunday, December 22, 2002 1:20 PM
Here's another one, and this one is relevant to the thread.
'You don't have to suffer to be a poet; adolescence is enough suffering for anyone.'
John Ciardi
Also, check out my new Wallpaper 'Scales' at the following link. I'd appreciate feedback.
https://www.wincustomize.com/skins.asp?library=8&skinid=6652
'You don't have to suffer to be a poet; adolescence is enough suffering for anyone.'
John Ciardi
Also, check out my new Wallpaper 'Scales' at the following link. I'd appreciate feedback.
https://www.wincustomize.com/skins.asp?library=8&skinid=6652
JamMeister33
Reply #260 Sunday, December 22, 2002 1:32 PM
Reply #260 Sunday, December 22, 2002 1:32 PM
A little bit of self-promotion there, ashu?
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Reply #241 Sunday, December 22, 2002 2:31 AM
i look at me and ponder my wealth.
Higher and higher i float in the air,
to only wonder what might be there.
Above the trees and mountains i go,
out of this world i find a new home...
Angel_Wings thinks Sir elvee is lonely just a bit. Only a bit. After all, aren't we all?