KB Posted June 4, 2006 Report Share Posted June 4, 2006 Reminiscing I look out through my window, across the pastures 'round my home, And he is standing there watching, the cattle where they roam. He was there when I was just a boy, playing in his arms, And he would hold me up so high I'll see, across the neighboring farms. He's the lord of all the land around, tall and proud as any King, His deciples all the herds on hoof and birds upon a wing. He's seen the droughts and fires, he's seen the flooding rains, When his domain was turned to swamp and mud, from the valleys to the plains. My Grandchildren now play with him, as I did long ago, When he holds them up, they tell me, they can feel the North wind blow. And I will leave this place in his careful hands, for I know he'll out live me, So I salute you my life long friend, the grand old Norfolk tree. Ken Berg Yes gang it's a poetry comp. 1st place $3000 RWG Cash 2nd $2000 3rd $1000 Hon. Mention $500 A min of ten different entries needed for 2nd, 3rd and Hon. Mention to be awarded, any roses are red Violets are blue rubbish will be deleted on sight the same goes for dirty ditties. So there you have it let's see what you got folks. Ken Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
chris5264 Posted June 5, 2006 Report Share Posted June 5, 2006 Ok, I'm in, the first one is back on college and when I was into Carl Jung (the guy that said all males have a female image in them, the anima is the female image in the male mind) and the second one is when I thought I knew something about the mind and brain and free will.... the princess anima in a past without limits and ends lives a quest for a perfection that mends the heart of one man and the souls of many in a poverty of surround, a boy took cape and broke bound to seek an image that was close but forever unheard she spoke soft, in opposites her captors preferred in his shadow she found darkness her home trapped by evil traits a princess lay alone till in a fools sleep he cast a line, infinitely small it cast no shadow at all to pave a path of escape less than timeless did it take to emerge on the other side and grace clear sky for all he saw was the princess anima it filled all, both truth and lie The inhabitants of a most populace land, Found the task of decision making desperately at hand Simple coordination seemed implausible With so many parts, a single thing was impossible Then, by trial and error A fictitious King appeared from out of nowhere A ruler with the hearts of the court Moved forth with ease to both walk and purport And in the joy of harmonic rule The stories of the King grew and grew Till the myth itself began to question and worry What will happen in the end? Forgetting all along, the King was nothing but a useful story Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
KB Posted June 5, 2006 Author Report Share Posted June 5, 2006 Ok it looks as tough chris5264 has set the level If you believe you can do better let's see it, I think I will run this until Sat 17th say 9am Aussie time, to give everyone plenty of time to get their entries in. Ken Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
KB Posted June 5, 2006 Author Report Share Posted June 5, 2006 Lots of views, I hope everyone is just taking time to compose their poetry Ken Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
offshore Posted June 5, 2006 Report Share Posted June 5, 2006 Ken, You've already banned all my poetic license! " the boy stood on the burning deck" I know- Offshore Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
V Posted June 5, 2006 Report Share Posted June 5, 2006 Well Ken, can a published Poet post here or it will be unfair for the others? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
KB Posted June 5, 2006 Author Report Share Posted June 5, 2006 Kostas it's open slather for everyone...........................except Alan Ken Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
V Posted June 5, 2006 Report Share Posted June 5, 2006 Kostas it's open slather for everyone...........................except Alan Ken Ok.. since I cannot decide I will put two entries of my favourite poems.. Just keep in mind that they are a translated version from Greek.. some believe that poetry cannot be translated, some other that if we translate them we allow to the whole world to read them... FADE TO INFINITY I left the years fade to yesterday and my life to oxidize through infinity but I forgot the rust, the days of joy when the clouds danced in the rhythm of sadness And when it rained again in the secret parts of my mind I opened a black umbrella to dismiss the bad things to come, in the hilarious light of history. Because my future is deep and chaos of secret shadows that rushed to cover and extinguish the sun inside me. And destiny lighted a fire that burns and ruins… What cities will resist my way? And for how long I will resist being silent? What soul, what soul I will redeem in lies? And what lies I will tell to my soul? CREATION A dazzling night, a glorious night, she appeared through misty winds and blazing lunar reflections, a figure glowing from purity bringing tears of awe in the eyes. A woman that you believe she arrived here from another star, faraway to infinity, where the spots of light penetrated the transparent glasses of life and the width of the invisible souls. Only in silence were able my senses to see the dazzling beauty at her sky-coloured eyes and the luminous comets she had in her hair. I wanted to say so many things beneath a dome full of stars and the wind formed my words from dust and fireflies. ‘The incomparable shining that radiates a so brilliant presence is a gift into the centuries of existence’ She approached me, she touched me, and she took me with her in a valley drenched with starlight and flapping Angels. Oh! Soul, in the dawn of life of this infinite material world, the only thing I asked her to let me take, was the smell of the soil after the rain. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Maikel Posted June 5, 2006 Report Share Posted June 5, 2006 (edited) My 2 favorites SAD CAFE Late morning cup of tea. I can no longer remember last night's dream. The tea, like the dream, leaves a bitter taste in my mouth. PANTOMIME Dancing with the sunbeams. They lead me gently through the moves, softly, caressingly. Moments like this I can forget everything else and I haven't a care in the world. Edited June 5, 2006 by Maikel Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pugwash Posted June 5, 2006 Report Share Posted June 5, 2006 Hang on, are we supposed to write poetry or copy/paste our favourites? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
V Posted June 5, 2006 Report Share Posted June 5, 2006 Hang on, are we supposed to write poetry or copy/paste our favourites? The above are my favourite poems written by me Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
KB Posted June 5, 2006 Author Report Share Posted June 5, 2006 Yes I hope everyone is submitting their own work, if you wish to use a poem that you have writen previously that's fine as long as it is your own work. Ken Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pugwash Posted June 5, 2006 Report Share Posted June 5, 2006 if you wish to use a poem that you have writen previously that's fine as long as it is your own work. Phew, just needed that clarifying. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jonthebhoy Posted June 5, 2006 Report Share Posted June 5, 2006 Okay........you'll slaughter me for making light of this. (Sorry in advance) But here's a play on an old favourite that I posted in that ex-place! (I do have some "real" stuff somewhere) My Way And now, the end is near And so I face the final posting My friend, I'll say it clear You wanna trade – get offshore hosting I've lived a year that's full I've travelled each and every forum But more, much more than this I won’t buy Corum Brequets, I've had a few But then again, too few to mention Tag Heuer I had to do Swiss eta without exemption I planned each Panerai Each careful rep along at abay But more, much more than this I won’t use eeeeeeeeeeebay Yes, there were timexes, I'm sure you knew The occasional Swatch I owned up to But through it all, aye here’s the rub I never found the perfect sub The face too small, the crown guards tall Got ripped off my way In RWG, I've laughed and cried I've had my fill, my share of newb-bashing And now, this powermax I find it all so amusing To think I did all that And may I say - not in a shy way 2000 posts – 6 worthwhile I did it my way For what is lemania, what has it got That all the others seem to have not Tweaking springs and balance wheels Are not the things that buy my meals The record shows my juxtapose I do it my………………………… way! JTB Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Edge Posted June 5, 2006 Report Share Posted June 5, 2006 I vote for JTB and that is coming from a published poet. Pure class in a glass hahahahaha!!! Slanderous but class, anyway mate gotta jet comin through to the dark side the night fur trainin' bludy Bellahouston, PISH!!! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
KB Posted June 5, 2006 Author Report Share Posted June 5, 2006 Actually John I loved it when you first posted it and I still love it now..................but it still aint gunna win a prize Ken Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jonthebhoy Posted June 5, 2006 Report Share Posted June 5, 2006 Actually John I loved it when you first posted it and I still love it now..................but it still aint gunna win a prize Ken Ken.........I'm not chasing prizes (Don't think I need the dosh ). Just thought I'd let the lads see what can be done with a little artistic licence and imagination! The record shows I carved the prose and did it my way! JTB Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
KB Posted June 6, 2006 Author Report Share Posted June 6, 2006 I looked for this thread up high and down low, It's lagging behind 'cause your posting so slow. With still lots of time left I can't let it slump. So I'll arc up my keyboard and give it a BUMP Ken Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
KB Posted June 6, 2006 Author Report Share Posted June 6, 2006 Hump Jump Bump Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
KB Posted June 7, 2006 Author Report Share Posted June 7, 2006 Almost a week gone and so far only 3 accertable entries, remember I need 10 to be able to award more that just first prize. Ken Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
KB Posted June 9, 2006 Author Report Share Posted June 9, 2006 Well I hope you are all going to start waxing lyrical in the next week because the first week only fetched in 3 entries still 7 short of all prizes being awarded. C'mon all you closet poets time to set the juices flowing. Ken Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
cornerstone Posted June 9, 2006 Report Share Posted June 9, 2006 Almost a week gone and so far only 3 acceptable entries, remember I need 10 to be able to award more that just first prize. Ken Are you angling for seven crap entries?! I must say, for someone who is not keen on verse (I was 'damaged' by Shakespeare, Milton and Chaucer at school - rhyming words they made up, when they do it =genius, when I rhyme orange with porange = fool) these entries were reasonably pleasant. Perhaps most of all for the lack of words like 'porange'. Keep up the good work Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
KB Posted June 9, 2006 Author Report Share Posted June 9, 2006 Are you angling for seven crap entries?! I must say, for someone who is not keen on verse (I was 'damaged' by Shakespeare, Milton and Chaucer at school - rhyming words they made up, when they do it =genius, when I rhyme orange with porange = fool) these entries were reasonably pleasant. Perhaps most of all for the lack of words like 'porange'. Keep up the good work Ah my friend you seem a man of the world who has a gift with words, why not try to come up with something to help pad up your gambling money Ken Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
cornerstone Posted June 9, 2006 Report Share Posted June 9, 2006 Ah my friend you seem a man of the world who has a gift with words, why not try to come up with something to help pad up your gambling money Ken It's a reputation I hope to maintain by not unleashing my inner hopeless poet! Is the world ready for my eighteen stanza masterpiece entitled 'porange'? That said, maybe I can be enticed to make up the numbers... BTW did A Current Affair really ever have a poet/dickhead/singsong on once a week, or was that just an invention of Frontline? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Miss Understood Posted June 9, 2006 Report Share Posted June 9, 2006 My dear sweet mellifluous Nanuq Are you attempting, by your many words, to compensate for something lacking? Polonius said it best: "Brevity is the soul of wit". And so I offer my poetic entry, titled "Fleas": Adam had 'em. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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