Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: 42 Date: 10 Apr 05 - 06:28 PM just until you reach that stae of euphoria which accompanies breathlessness. j |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: beardedbruce Date: 10 Apr 05 - 06:35 PM ah, but I can get that with just thought of my muse.... |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: 42 Date: 10 Apr 05 - 06:39 PM lucky you...i need a bottle of wine, a long walk in a marsh and an evening of music to get there j |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: beardedbruce Date: 10 Apr 05 - 06:50 PM a good muse is a precious thing..... Of more effect than a strong drink... a true focus, a center of thought, desire, and dream... |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: beardedbruce Date: 11 Apr 05 - 12:11 AM sonnet 167 of 235 to my muse... Sonnet 10/06/04 CMXVII A kitten finds my angel, and crawls in To warmth and comfort in her arms. How much I envy him! To know her caring touch Would be to dreamed-of future hope to win. What thoughts might kitten have, as tiny claws Respond to gentle rubs? Does he realize Who rescued him from rain and chill, and tries To give him home? Does he touch heart with paws? How might I join him, and hope to receive That touch, and smile, and look of such concern? What must I do, to hope of caring earn? Should I all of my dreams of muse believe? The more I know of her, the more I see The reasons she gives such dear dreams to me. |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: 42 Date: 12 Apr 05 - 12:09 AM just purr! j |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: beardedbruce Date: 12 Apr 05 - 12:10 AM sonnet 168 of 235 to my muse... Sonnet 14/06/04 CMXVIII How can I reach to muse, to fill her night With pleasure, and with joy? What can I give To show how much I want to hold her tight, And how I wish for all my dreams to live? How can I win from muse all I desire, To hold her in my arms, and kiss her skin? What should I say, to tell her of the fire That thought of her lets my emotions win? How can I show the dreams that fill my sleep With visions of her smile? She is the one I want to give my soul, and let her keep This heart, that has feelings of love begun. She is too far to touch, but I must try: Without dream of her kiss, my hopes would die. |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: beardedbruce Date: 12 Apr 05 - 08:29 PM sonnet 169 of 235 to my muse... Sonnet 09/07/04 CMXXI To rest my head on muse's lap, and see Moonlight reflected from her eyes: I find This dream far more than hope. But, can it be That I will ever dreams free from just mind? I long to give reason for smile, to win The sight of sparkle in her caring eyes. What might such hoped for dream hope to begin, When all my study has not made me wise? My muse is center of my dreams: The key To vault of visions. Can I hope to hold The one who holds my heart, or does my plea Ask for more than dreams earn, to dream enfold? I find true beauty in thought of my muse: She is the one that my heart's desires choose |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: beardedbruce Date: 13 Apr 05 - 06:38 PM sonnet 170 of 235 to my muse... Sonnet 18/07/04 CMXXII I see, within my muse's eyes, the stars To guide my dreams to heaven, and beyond, To touch her smile. Yet, is distance what bars My reaching out? Am I of dream too fond? All I need is to know muse does not mind My focus upon her, without the right To fold her in arms, and heart try to bind: I do not think to muse's desires fight. I seek, in inspiration, something more Than just reflection: I hope I will find A truer vision, that heart might ignore Life's loneliness, and to sorrows be blind. No matter what might happen, know I care For one who holds my heart, and dreams would share. |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: beardedbruce Date: 14 Apr 05 - 08:49 PM sonnet 171 of 235 to my muse... Sonnet 22/07/04 CMXXIII I dream, but know dream is not truly real, That I find my heart's goal. I may desire This beautiful muse to more than inspire, But she is more than vision: I'll not steal What I hope she might give. How can I feel Other than thus? She is the one I see When all is dark: Can I not dream to be Within touch of her lips, to passions seal? But I know I cannot hold her apart From world, and reason. Dream does not give cause To be more of a fool: I dare not seek To offer more than dreams, and soul, and heart. She is my muse, but all of my dreams pause, And wait, with hope I might hear her heart speak. |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: 42 Date: 14 Apr 05 - 09:28 PM waited the obligatory four postings before responding. Wouldn't want to disappoint! j |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: beardedbruce Date: 15 Apr 05 - 11:32 PM sonnet 172 of 235 to my muse... Sonnet 01/08/04 CMXXIV I hear my muse, though I have not heard voice Nor gazed into those eyes: My dreams have held To words, and thought of smile. It is not choice, But concern keeping me away. I've spelled Out all my longings: She need only ask, To have more than my words. But she can be Whatever she might want, though I'll not mask Desire to hold her close, and her smile see. I see her, in mind's eye, though I just dream She holds hands out, in greeting. I would seize All she might offer, but I cannot give What would not bring a smile. My words might seem Confused, but verse and dream on muse agrees: She is the one that makes my passions live. |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: beardedbruce Date: 16 Apr 05 - 12:01 AM sonnet 173 of 235 to my muse... Sonnet 15/08/04 CMXXV Dreams give reason to hope that time will bring Bright dawn, and heart's desires. Can hope find cause To stay, when I have heard muse in mind sing, But know not voice? The years must give me pause, But I cannot ignore her smile: I feel I have found one to lend dreams light, and give My heart it's goal: To find words that might seal Affection, and show what dream would have live. Yet, are my dreams to be? Should I now seek To hold all I have dreamt, when I must fear I do not know my muse's mind? I try To earn a smile, but wait for her to speak Some word of what she feels: I beg to hear A reason I might to my sweet muse fly. |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: beardedbruce Date: 16 Apr 05 - 02:54 PM no obligatory number of messages for anyone. All who care to contribute in a positive fashion are welcome.- But if you don't like what is here, please try to post something YOU like, rather than tell others not to post. Exceptions may be made for verse by William McGonagall- (**bg**) |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: beardedbruce Date: 16 Apr 05 - 03:14 PM for example, since I seem to be talking to myself, I will post another poem that I like... WOMAN! when I behold thee flippant, vain, Inconstant, childish, proud, and full of fancies; Without that modest softening that enhances The downcast eye, repentant of the pain That its mild light creates to heal again: E'en then, elate, my spirit leaps, and prances, E'en then my soul with exultation dances For that to love, so long, I've dormant lain: But when I see thee meek, and kind, and tender, Heavens! how desperately do I adore Thy winning graces; - to be thy defender I hotly burn - to be a Calidore - A very Red Cross Knight - a stout Leander - Might I be loved by thee like these of yore. Light feet, dark violet eyes, and parted hair; Soft dimpled hands, white neck, and creamy breast, Are things on which the dazzled senses rest Till the fond, fixed eyes, forget they stare. From such fine pictures, heavens! I cannot dare To turn my admiration, though unpossess'd They be of what is worthy, - though not drest In lovely modesty, and virtues rare. Yet these I leave as thoughtless as a lark; These lures I straight forget - e'en ere I dine, Or thrice my palate moisten: but when I mark Such charms with mild intelligences shine, My ear is open like a greedy shark, To catch the tunings of a voice divine. Ah! who can e'er forget so fair a being? Who can forget her half retiring sweets? God! she is like a milk-white lamb that bleats For man's protection. Surely the All-seeing, Who joys to see us with his gifts agreeing, Will never give him pinions, who intreats Such innocence to ruin, - who vilely cheats A dove-like bosom. In truth there is no freeing One's thoughts from such a beauty; when I hear A lay that once I saw her hand awake, Her form seems floating palpable, and near; Had I e'er seen her from an arbour take A dewy flower, oft would that hand appear, And o'er my eyes the trembling moisture shake. Poems (1817) |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: 42 Date: 16 Apr 05 - 11:56 PM gee I thought I submitted a message earlier but it doesn't seem to have made it. It was just a snarky little thing about misplaced apostrophes anyway so probably doesn't meet the "say something positive" criteria...although I think accurate punctuation does make everyone's life clearer - or even more clear. but I'm old and cold and, like Amos, don't want to give up my wool for a sweater j |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: beardedbruce Date: 17 Apr 05 - 12:00 AM sonnet 174 of 235 to my muse... Sonnet 19/08/04 CMXXVI What is the price that hope demands heart pay To make dreams real, and think of holding muse? What can I give that could my feelings say To the sweet one whose happiness I choose? What is the cost of my desire to please One far beyond my reach? Have I the means To offer any part of what verse frees From what I try to hold of vision's scenes? What is the worth of longing, when life keeps All pleasure in my dreams, and all dreams hold To share with heart only when reason sleeps? How might I some of hope for love enfold? Yet, she has given cause for all my verse: I know not if love is blessing, or curse. |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: beardedbruce Date: 17 Apr 05 - 10:21 AM positive criticsm , such as grammer and punctuation, is fine- it is the "Is BB still wittering on??? " type of shit that I do not see as making a contribution. |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: 42 Date: 17 Apr 05 - 11:24 AM oh! i just remembered what the other part of the missing post was.... did Shakespeare really compose a sonnet that didn't have 14 lines? I saw it on Gilmore Girls last week and wondered if they'd just made it up. by the way...F#ck 'em if they can't take a sonnet! j |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: beardedbruce Date: 17 Apr 05 - 11:52 AM Sonnets have been written with from 12 to 18 lines. Have to check on Bill, though. |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: beardedbruce Date: 17 Apr 05 - 07:25 PM Shakespeare's Sonnet 126 O thou, my lovely boy, who in thy power Dost hold Time's fickle glass his fickle hour; Who hast by waning grown, and therein show'st Thy lovers withering, as thy sweet self grow'st. If Nature, sovereign mistress over wrack, As thou goest onwards, still will pluck thee back, She keeps thee to this purpose, that her skill May Time disgrace, and wretched minutes kill. Yet fear her, O thou minion of her pleasure! She may detain, but not still keep her treasure. Her audit, though delayed, answered must be, And her quietus is to render thee. Keats also did a 12 liner... |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: beardedbruce Date: 17 Apr 05 - 07:56 PM 18 line sonnets are actually more common. They are know as "caudated" sonnets, as they have an extra stanza. Sometimes before, sometimes after the couplet. I have not seen any in the Italian form, but they might be out there. |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: beardedbruce Date: 17 Apr 05 - 08:07 PM from Leigh Hunt... Abu Ben Adam (may his tribe increase) Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace And saw, within the moonlight of his room Making it rich, like a lily in bloom An angel writing in a book of gold. 5 Exceeding peace had made Abu Ben Adam bold And to the presence in his room he said 'What writest thou?' The vision raised its head And with a look of all sweet accord Answered: 'The names of those who love the Lord 10 'And is mine one?' said Abu. 'Nay not so' Replied the Angel: Abu spoke more low But cheerily still and said 'I pray thee then Write me as one that loves his fellow-men' The angel wrote and vanished. The next night 15 It came again with awaking light And showed the names of whom love of God had blessed. And lo! Ben Adam's name led all the rest. |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: 42 Date: 17 Apr 05 - 08:18 PM BB i actually set myself a challenge last month and tried to compose a sonnet that could work as a song for my songwriters' group. On first performance they all said I should treat it as spoken word with an instrumental background. Do you know of any place I could listen to a sung sonnet? j |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: beardedbruce Date: 17 Apr 05 - 08:27 PM oops! line 6 should be "Exceeding peace had made Ben Adam bold " line 9 should be "And with a look made of all sweet accord " line 16 should be "It came again with a great wakening light," And other versions seem to spell it Adhem... |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: beardedbruce Date: 17 Apr 05 - 08:36 PM sorry, I have yet to find a tune I like for any of mine, and do not know specifically about any others set to music- most poets want the words to stand on their own, with only voice. 8-{E |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: GUEST Date: 17 Apr 05 - 10:44 PM line 17 " And showed the names whom love of God had blessed." I think... |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: beardedbruce Date: 18 Apr 05 - 02:58 AM sonnet 175 of 236 to my muse... Sonnet 27/08/04 CMXXVII What is the power of a woman's tears, That they dissolve all chance heart might resist? How can my hopes upon my dreams insist, When her eyes, damp, show that she still has fears? I seek only her smile, but what appears I can't control: I may my desires list, But hers are all that matter. I have kissed Forehead, in dreams: Desire all action steers. How am I to her sorrows ease, from far Beyond the reach of arms? Dream cannot heal Another's pain, yet heart must try to earn All she has given: Years and miles might bar Acting on my desire, but hope can steal A kiss from dreams to taste of her love learn. |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: GUEST,pinion Date: 18 Apr 05 - 03:36 AM I hate poetry. |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: 42 Date: 18 Apr 05 - 04:36 PM "guest" ...and who asked? btw BB - I searched "sung sonnets" on google and an interview with Steve Earle came up top of the list. made me smile but I read the transcript. I guess it is possible and Steve Earle went up considerably in my estimation. J |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: GUEST,Public Domain Date: 19 Apr 05 - 12:36 PM I wanna be last |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: 42 Date: 19 Apr 05 - 10:32 PM tough! |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: beardedbruce Date: 20 Apr 05 - 04:24 PM sonnet 176 of 236 to my muse... Sonnet 02/09/04 CMXXVIII My muse in mystery walks: She creates path Through dreams into my heart. What does she find, That I am gifted with concern? What math Divides by distance, yet leaves hopes behind? How can desire be won, when I would give All heart might want just to her smile behold? How could I dream that hope can make dreams live, When I have so few of her dreams been told? How can I reasons to be near her share When only dreams are fuel for my heart's fire? I hold in mind belief that she might care, Though I can know only my own desire. I prize my dreams, but do I have the right To make her eyes the source of all love's light? |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: beardedbruce Date: 21 Apr 05 - 12:22 AM sonnet 177 of 236 to my muse... Sonnet 03/09/04 CMXXIX Does vision let heart see enough to know What might give muse reason for smile? I try To still remember that I should not show How much I need her, but heart cannot lie: She fills my nights with longing. Can I tell What I find in her eyes, in dream, and yet Pretend my soul is not under her spell? What words might show love, but not muse upset? Hope feeds illusion that I'll have a chance To hold her in my arms: A dreamed –of kiss Gives me a taste of spring, and sweet romance, But dream cannot all of desire dismiss. She is one I will treasure, but I fear I dare not try to touch, nor hold her near. |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: beardedbruce Date: 21 Apr 05 - 01:49 AM .... Throughout the maelstrom of his professional life Moore continued sonnetizing, eventually filling thirty steel cabinets in an outbuilding of his home, his "sonnetorium" (American, p.462). Various sources credit Moore with having written anywhere from fifty to one hundred thousand sonnets. Moore "was said to have kept a pad of paper attached to the dashboard of his car and scratched off a sonnet…every time he had to wait for a red light" (Ciardi, p. 27). Moore described his writing as a "compulsive addiction" and as "occupational therapy" (American, p. 462). In a 1956 reunion with other "Fugitives" at Vanderbilt University Moore maintained that he "never dared write more than fourteen lines at a time (and was) probably inhibited from doing so" (Vanderbilt p.148). http://www.ncteamericancollection.org/litmap/moore_merrill_tn1.htm http://www.sonnets.org/sterner.htm |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: 42 Date: 21 Apr 05 - 06:49 AM I love this one. Moore had an interesting life. Wordsworth to the contrary notwithstanding, Milton's and Shakespeare's statements also doubted: A sonnet's force is not so easily routed That flying one should not seek the safest landing. As much as anything, a magic word Is what a sonnet is, that quickly falls If touched indelicately or shaken hard, Or if it be reared too heavy or too tall. Sonnets possess impertinence; they have bliss, They require excitement in at least one line, They need specific gravity and this Especially is important—to be in focus; Rarely a sonnet deserves to be exhibited; Most of them should be (and they are) inhibited. (Bender, p. 454) |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: beardedbruce Date: 21 Apr 05 - 07:23 PM and of course you all know this one... The New Colossus Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame, With conquering limbs astride from land to land; Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame. "Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!" cries she With silent lips. "Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!" two points if you can give the name of her book that includes this... |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: 42 Date: 21 Apr 05 - 10:04 PM - by Emma Lazarus, New York City, 1883 - The New Colossus |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: beardedbruce Date: 22 Apr 05 - 12:07 AM sonnet 178 of 236 to my muse... Sonnet 14/09/04 CMXXX Arms tired of daily toil would hold you near, To let your warmth heal weariness and aches. What is the power of your touch, that makes Just thought of you a cure for all heart's fear? How might my words explain dreams, to make clear How much I need thought of your smile? Hope takes What you might give, that all of longing wakes, And shows heart reasons to hold muse as dear. Should I not dream desires, nor hope to share Some time under bright moon, looking in eyes? Are words enough to give, to show I care That you have time to dream? Thought of age tries To dull desires, but for my muse I dare Ignore the years: How can love not be wise? |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: beardedbruce Date: 22 Apr 05 - 06:35 AM sonnet 179 of 237 to my muse... Sonnet 17/09/04 CMXXXI Where can I find reason for hope, save thought Of your sweet smile? World does not give me cause To dream of passions, nor has labor brought The satisfaction that would longings pause. How can I hold to heart's desire, when arms Find no one to encircle? Should I find One near at hand, but lacking of the charms That fill this heart, and dreams to my muse bind? What can I change of life, to alter fate, That I might balance reach? I cannot turn From what words might of longing for you state: You touch one who must all love's lessons learn. Is there but chance that hope might be, and all Will be as dream? Heart must for it's muse fall. |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: beardedbruce Date: 22 Apr 05 - 06:42 AM and now.... A year ago, today, this is what we were discussing.... Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: Ellenpoly - PM Date: 22 Apr 04 - 07:22 AM Pimples are a sign that God/Goddess/All That Is remembers you. He/She/It is pretty busy, so in His/Her/Its Infinite Wisdom He/She/It shows His/Her/Its affection by sending pimples to us. I personally think it's awfully nice for Him/Her/It to take the time out of His/Her/Its busy schedual to do this for us...xx..e |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: 42 Date: 22 Apr 05 - 07:17 AM ...seems like it was only yesterday. Is that a simile?! |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: beardedbruce Date: 22 Apr 05 - 08:28 AM btw, a 12 line sonnet is also known as a douzain... Ones with extra quatrains are caudated ( footed) sonnets. |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: beardedbruce Date: 22 Apr 05 - 08:41 AM more about Emma Lazarus |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: 42 Date: 23 Apr 05 - 12:22 AM where are my two points! j |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: Leadfingers Date: 23 Apr 05 - 07:44 AM I have tried so often to get into this thread and had the thing time out before it loaded I have forgotten the bright witty post I was going to make !! |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: 42 Date: 23 Apr 05 - 07:51 AM my neural pathways must be attuned to this thread 'cause it doesn't take long for me to find my way. Perseverance is next to impossible! j |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: Mark Cohen Date: 23 Apr 05 - 11:33 PM OK, you want a sonnet? Here's a sonnet for you. And its not by Shakespeare. Or BB. Or even Emma Lazarus. Flat Flip Flies Straight (c)1971 Mark Cohen There's something in the way it loves the air, The way it soars and glides in wingless flight, That makes one think of birds -- and yet, not quite Like birds. It is unique; do not compare Its madly whirling grace to anything. Just watch its curving pathway through the sky, And learn its ways, and practice long, and try To tame this gaudy denizen of spring. Oh, plastic is by far too base for you, Most noble Frisbee! Even teak won't do. No, nothing but pure gold, so rich and fine Could but do justice to your noble line. They fear it will not fly? "Fear not!" I say. I cannot throw the damn'd thing anyway. Aloha, Mark |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: Leadfingers Date: 24 Apr 05 - 04:24 AM its letting me in fairly quickly this morning so i might as well try to- - - - - |
Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last! From: Leadfingers Date: 24 Apr 05 - 04:26 AM Get the 2100 th post !! |