Fan Fic and More

like the funny limericks.

love the last one too . . the canvas of lined paper . . excellent!

your limericks remind me of an exercise i challenged our poets to on our old board. of course, in the move we have lost many of our poets, but maybe i'll revive our exercises. hmmmm, if they weren't lost in the ezboard crash.


EDITED to add: I found some of my "exercise" threads.

Posts of recycled threads to follow.

Oh, I agree with Patty! Those were totally amazing! The limericks were so humorous and very well done, and the untitled poem after it was great! I really liked that one a lot!

The limerick about the parrot reminded me of a funny story I once heard... about a very pious lady who had a female parrot that talked. To her horror, a less pious relative came to visit and taught the parrot to say, "I want sex." The lady asked her pastor or priest what to do, and he said bring your parrot over to my house. I have a male parrot that prays and quotes the Bible. My parrot will teach your parrot to be proper again. So she took her parrot and left it at the pastor's house. When she came back to get her parrot, it still said, "I want sex." Even worse, the pastor's parrot had stopped praying. "What happened to you," the pastor asked his parrot, "You were so pious! Why don't you pray anymore?" "My prayers were answered," the parrot replied, "What do you think I was praying for all this time?"

splatty,

Glad you liked them.

The exercises sound interesting but I think it only fair to warn you that I'm pretty weak on actual form. But, that said, I would be more than willing to try my hand at some exercises. :D

Board hacks are the worst, there is always so much great stuff that was built over time that gets lost.

Oh Gerry,

Thanks so much for the funny story. I'm still trying to get the soda off my monitor. lol

Yup, that lady's parrot reminds me of the way I envisioned Sadie, could corrupt a saint. :

Thanks for the feedback.

Seasons of Love



Touch

The midsummer wind

Stirring

a vaguely unsettled breeze

Fleeting breath

upon heated skin

An uncertain rhythm of release



Eyes

Crystalline flame

Sunlight

dancing on winter snow

Brilliant

blinding

with intense aim

Melting

Shifting

Ice to fire's glow



Laughter

birdsong in spring

rising

in melodic delight

Fading and falling

on distant wing

The ebb and flow

of autumn's flight



Beauty

a vision

more form than line

Love

unbound

through seasons or time

Lord of Deceit


From an ebony chamber

Upon hatred's seat

A Darkling Lord

to reign does seek



His blackened soul

consumed

His kingdom

yet eschewed



An eon's

torturous task undone

A single failure

to succumb



With tribulation's

patience worn

He seeks once more

to claim his throne


To break

salvation's silver threaded grace

To seal

in fate

our ravaged race



Called forth

were his malignant minions

Sent forth

to do his evil bidding



Destroy the scourge

their quest and toil

Seek evil coronation's foil



From Heaven's rafters

shook the world

As jubilant

his hordes returned



Enraged

the Master's wrath did tower

Once more

he sensed his thwarted power



You've failed you imbecilic fools

Within my night lives yet the light of truth

I like the themes in Seasons of Love, the way each segment ties in: touch, eyes, laughter, beauty.
I like the second poem, too.

Thanks so much. 'Seasons' didn't come out quite as I'd originally envisioned it, but then that happens sometimes. :D

Teri, you are quite the poet...I love what I'm reading!!!!

Majik,

So glad you are enjoying them.

I'm not sure how good they are but it really is nice to have someplace to share them. :D

Simple Things



Butterfly's flight

from blossom to bud

Cricket songs

on a starry night

Whispering wind of gentle rain

Sunset's glory at day's end

A fire's warmth on a winter day

The shining

serene reflective face

simplicity's softening grace.

Oh, I like that a LOT, Teri!

That was beautiful! You just can't beat the simple things. :D

Gerry,

I'm so glad you liked it.

You're right about the simple things, guess I even remember it some days. :

Teri

An untitled little piece.



Eagar little pup

beaten down

bent until she broke

Her master's voice

sometimes a torment

others sweet bliss

Will his call

bring unconscious cruelty

or yield gentleness

She dare not hope

his thoughts unknown

Therein lies the crux

Confusion's curse

An ardous torture

this uncertain heart


~ Teri ~

Aw, that was nice! And it could have symbolic meaning, too. The pup could be a person, symbolically... a child's relationship to a parent(s), a wife's relationship to her husband (or vice versa), or even society's relationship to its government. A lot could be read into it, symbolically. Nice poem, Teri!

Terri I like this poem a great deal. I imagine the pup and picture nature with it's hard slaps of reality. It can as Gerry said relate to us as well as nature with our good times and our bad times that we face every day of our lives. Very good poem!! I liked it!!!

Thanks so much for the kind feedback Gerry and Angie. Must have done something right with this one as all symbolism was purely deliberate. :

So glad you enjoyed it.

Teri

Yep, I did and you're welcome! I just read Simple Things again and I thought it was such a beautiful depiction of nature! Great job, Teri!