BS: In every thread someone has to be last!

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From: 42
Date: 13 Nov 05 - 09:17 AM

What fickle mischief passed this way, chaos in its wake?
Howling tantrum finally run its course
The calm after the storm finds me bent and bowed,
Waiting for the axe to fall.
For the axe to fall.

Waking to the weather just pale moments from the dawn
Random shadows flicker through the shades
Caught in tangled branches and hung from shattered heart,
Fancy flown in fear from danger's face,
Flown from danger's face.

Splintered limbs, once supple, now in supplication strain.
Scarce shelter from the storm's cruel, random whim
Wrap this hollow heart in hope and guard with bark and bite
Too weary now to go against the grain.
Against the grain.

Thought and Memory: two old crows haunt the canopy
If the bough should break where will they fall?
Preening raven wings, raucous screeching turned to plea…
Who will remember me?
Remember me

Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last!
From: beardedbruce
Date: 13 Nov 05 - 03:27 PM

nice!


Sonnet 264 of 266 to my last muse...


Sonnet 05/11/05                         MXXIX

All I now hold of her are dreams, and these
Few lines that thinking of her still inspires.
I cannot cease concern: My heart still sees
More than just muse in one my soul desires.
In silence heart hears only tears, to fill
Darkness with fears and sorrow: Should I seek
To bend the memories to match my will,
Or wait, and hope that muse might deign to speak?
Yet, should I need more than these dreams, to give
Reason to thank her? She has been the source
And destination of my verse: Dreams live
As long as I'll read words without remorse.
All she has given remains in my heart:
How can I write, and not wish her a part?

Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last!
From: ranger1
Date: 13 Nov 05 - 03:42 PM

Got you last! As my gramma would say.

Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last!
From: beardedbruce
Date: 13 Nov 05 - 03:45 PM

not for long...

Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last!
From: beardedbruce
Date: 14 Nov 05 - 07:55 AM

Sonnet 265 of 266 ...


Sonnet 07/11/05                         MXXX

How might I fill the emptiness I feel
Without her? Will there be another voice
To draw me into dream? Should I now seal
Heart from desires, and abide by her choice?
What might I call the longing for my muse
When she is gone? Am I a fool, to care?
I cannot, for her, my concern refuse,
Yet I dare not hope to again dreams share.
Where might I look for heart's desire, to hold
True love in caring arms? Should I recall
How long it took to find muse? Dreams are cold,
Without her smile, yet sometimes dreams are all.
In lightless dream I wait, for one soft word
To explain why this silence is preferred.

Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last!
From: GUEST,Lalonde
Date: 11 Apr 06 - 12:07 AM

And it shall be me!

Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last!
From: JennyO
Date: 11 Apr 06 - 08:47 AM

Er - no.

Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last!
From: Little Hawk
Date: 11 Apr 06 - 12:23 PM

Ha!

Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last!
From: beardedbruce
Date: 11 Apr 06 - 01:58 PM

Thanks for the chance to post more sonnets...


266 of 280 to my last muse...


Sonnet 18/11/05                            MXXXII

Can I dream, without hope that she will lend
Some part of heaven to my night? I pray,
But am not answered: Must all of dreams end,
Without the chance she will hear what I say?
I cannot ask for my desire, to share
The stars, and sunrise. Should I with moon plead
To shine without her? Even the sun's glare
Does not light more than shadow of heart's need.
My vision fails: How can I think to see
With only darkness upon dream? I wait
For dawn to end despair. Heart cannot be
At rest alone, yet that now seems my fate.
Is there reason I should not cry, to know
I have no hope to concern for muse show?

Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last!
From: Little Hawk
Date: 11 Apr 06 - 04:14 PM

You're welcome.

Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last!
From: beardedbruce
Date: 11 Apr 06 - 04:19 PM

267 of 280...


Sonnet 02/12/05                               MXXXV

Can heart ask reason for a night without
The moon, or stars, or her? Can heart know why
All is now dark and cold? It dreams about
Past hopes, but can heart find cause not to cry?
Will vision give sight of a dawn, or show
The path to heart's desire? Only in dreams
Does hope in absence of any chance grow,
And can dreams make fate other than it seems?
Is there even the shadow of a chance
That she might yet smile send? Should heart pretend
I do not care, when dream all hopes advance?
How can I longings for muse ever end?
Even my dreams need her smile to be whole:
What is the power she has over soul?

Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last!
From: Little Hawk
Date: 11 Apr 06 - 04:50 PM

Don't make me get the belt...

Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last!
From: beardedbruce
Date: 11 Apr 06 - 04:53 PM

2500

Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last!
From: Little Hawk
Date: 11 Apr 06 - 05:05 PM

And one...

Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last!
From: beardedbruce
Date: 11 Apr 06 - 06:27 PM

Persuint to the Aug 05 agreement, the next sonnet will be posted after 0000 12 April.



However,...


Balad 1 of 40 to my muse...

Ballad of Dreams

A wizard searches, and spells find
Treasure beyond compare:
Young dryad, with sweet soul and mind,
With dreams that heart might share.

" I find one whose words speak to me
With echoes of my dreams.
Might I hope that this muse might be
Truly as she now seems?"

He offers verse: Reflections of
The thoughts he holds of her.
He tries to tell those dreams of love
That with her words occur.

It is not lips, nor touch, nor eyes
That capture with their fire:
But dream that, from her writing, tries
To wizard's heart inspire.

He asks only what he would give
In pursuit of romance.
He hopes that dreams might someday live
And passion have it's chance.

That muse cares for his words brings joy:
But he prays she knows force
That hope holds. Can he dreams employ,
To follow heart to source?

                                        12 May 2003

Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last!
From: Little Hawk
Date: 11 Apr 06 - 06:32 PM

Loaghi.

Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last!
From: beardedbruce
Date: 11 Apr 06 - 07:35 PM

Balad 2 of 40...

Ballad to a Beautiful Muse (2)


I have a muse: A precious maid,
Who causes thought to mull.
For all my lines I have heart paid:
My muse is beautiful.

I seek for words to tell desires,
And rhymes from visions pull.
I find the truth that she inspires:
My muse is beautiful.

I beg for muse to give me hope,
And dream words dutiful.
I cannot without desire cope:
My muse is beautiful.

My dreams fly round, seeking my muse,
Demanding as a gull.
How can I hope for touch refuse?
My muse is beautiful.

The distance, and effects of age,
Cannot my passions lull:
The blood still pounds, and desires rage.
My muse is beautiful.

I hold her only in my mind,
And wrap arms just in wool.
Yet know I know, though heart is blind,
My muse is beautiful.

18 May 2003

Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last!
From: Little Hawk
Date: 11 Apr 06 - 08:26 PM

Not so fast, Milligan!

Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last!
From: beardedbruce
Date: 11 Apr 06 - 08:31 PM

3 of 40...

Ballad of Gems (3)

Would I had means to give muse bright
Tokens of my desire:
Diamonds to sparkle from the light
That all of dreams inspire.

I would send pearls, as smooth as dream,
To rest upon her skin.
Not quite a kiss to heart redeem,
But touch to hopes begin.

She feeds my dreams with her replies:
My dreams would to muse send
Emeralds, jealous of her eyes,
To lesser beauties lend.

Her lips arouse passions: I'd choose
To give a gem of heat:
Ruby, to blush beside my muse,
And brighter fires meet.

I cannot dreams of muse deny:
I wish that I could give
Sapphires to look as stars in sky
That muse midst heaven live.

I offer muse my heart, and hands
To ease all of her aches.
Not that she any gift demands,
But for desires' sakes.

                                                12 June 2003

Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last!
From: Little Hawk
Date: 11 Apr 06 - 08:33 PM

Time for the aphabet. Ahem!

"A"

Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last!
From: beardedbruce
Date: 11 Apr 06 - 08:34 PM

4 of 40...


Ballad (4)

How shall I reach to hold muse near
When I this distance stay?
What might I do, to vision clear
Of one for whom I pray?

Should I my dreams enjoy, or find
The way to nearer be?
Should I allow desires to blind
All reason, to muse see?

Sweet angel muse, will you not share
The reasons that you smile?
Might I run fingers through your hair,
And longings reconcile?

I will accept all muse might give,
To feelings turn to ink.
I wish only that dreams could live,
And muse of me would think.

I ask that muse would share her soul,
That I might know her heart.
I seek her happiness, as goal,
But hope I might play part.

The hope for future gives me all
That I dare dream desire:
The love of one that to dreams call,
With eyes of dryad's fire.

                                16 June 2003

Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last!
From: Little Hawk
Date: 11 Apr 06 - 08:35 PM

"B"

Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last!
From: beardedbruce
Date: 11 Apr 06 - 08:41 PM

5 of 40...


Ballad (5)

My dreams of muse are roses, soft,
Sweetly perfumed, to touch
My heart with gentle kisses. Oft
I have in past sought such.

How might I ease the doubts of muse?
What questions do you hold?
How can you my statements refuse
When I would dreams enfold?

My dreams of muse are gems, bright stars
Now captured in your eyes.
There is no flaw that vision mars,
Save that only dream tries.

I have the time to listen, though
All time is not my own:
How can I concern for you show
When dreams remain alone?

I seek desires: To know the dream
That shares your star-filled night.
What hopes will you allow, to seem
To offer vision's sight?

Your smile gives reason to rejoice:
Your words give me desire
To seek for more, but yours is choice
What you of heart inspire.

24 June 2003

Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last!
From: Little Hawk
Date: 11 Apr 06 - 08:44 PM

"C"

Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last!
From: beardedbruce
Date: 11 Apr 06 - 08:45 PM

6 of 40...

( and you run out of letters in 23 more...)

Ballad (6)

Muse bids me love, and my hopes leap
To know her wish is such:
Could I this heart from loving keep,
Though lips do not yet touch?

She feeds my dreams with words of care
And image of her eyes.
How can I not my visions share
With one of heart so wise?

All I desire is sight of smile,
To fill my nights alone
With thought of muse to give heart trial
That I might passions own.

I wish her only joy, that she
Obtain her heart's desire.
Yet, might she forgive hopes that we
Would to embrace conspire?

She holds my future: Can I ask
To hold her dreams in mine?
I know to seek for love is task
My heart cannot decline.

My muse provides the core for dream:
A fire within my soul
That forges heart, and makes life seem
A vision now made whole.

26 June 2003

Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last!
From: Little Hawk
Date: 11 Apr 06 - 08:46 PM

"D"

Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last!
From: beardedbruce
Date: 11 Apr 06 - 08:47 PM

7 of 40...

Ballad (7)

Wizard always sees muse, in mind,
But seeks to know her heart:
Only in silence is he blind,
In dreams his visions start.

He worries, not because of fear
That she will not be found,
But that he cannot offer cheer
To her pains keep in bound.

No spell he holds will her tears dry
Though he offers his soul:
He cannot his concerns deny,
That her dreams be made whole.

The wizard waits for muse, but schemes
To hold her within arm.
Might he risk heart to chase his dreams,
Or would he bring muse harm?

She is his focus: Dreams converge
Upon her smile, and eyes,
To haunt his longings. Shall he urge
That she his presence prize?

Choice would be clear, could desires rule,
A path for future bliss:
He would muse seek, and be a fool,
To offer his muse kiss.

3 July 2003

Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last!
From: Little Hawk
Date: 11 Apr 06 - 08:48 PM

"E"

Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last!
From: beardedbruce
Date: 11 Apr 06 - 08:50 PM

8 of 40...

Oh, please don't throw me into that briar bush!
( I was wondering how to post them all withou going over the per post page limit...)

Thanks, LH!


Ballad (8)

I dream of arms around my muse,
To hold her in the night.
I cannot thought of her refuse:
To love her would be right.

I fear only I can't refrain
From acting on desire:
I hope always to smile retain,
Yet offer passion's fire.

Muse drives me wild with thought of touch
And visions of my dream.
Dare I hope that she wishes such,
That love in her eyes gleam?

I seek to please my muse, and self,
With pleasures, and concern:
I cannot place dreams upon shelf,
Nor from her beauty turn.

I wish I might live dream, and hold
Muse close, and taste her lips.
Drunk with desire, I would be bold,
And of her soul seek sips.

My words are poor reflections of
The vision that heart sees:
Can page hold her that I would love,
One who heart's desire frees?

8 July 2003

Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last!
From: Little Hawk
Date: 11 Apr 06 - 08:53 PM

"F"

Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last!
From: beardedbruce
Date: 11 Apr 06 - 08:55 PM

9 of 40...


Ballad (9)

Of muse and mage I story tell,
With love, and sweet caress;
That she holds him in woven spell,
And all of his dreams bless.

She was a dryad of the wood,
A sweet and caring maid.
He sought for one that his dreams could
Hold tight, and not hopes fade.

She grew upon him: As the rose,
She wound about his heart.
Far more than lust in old mage grows,
To find in life true Art.

He tries to reach to her, and fold
All spells and power round:
He seeks to keep her safe, and hold
To love he has now found.

Does muse realize power of dream?
She offers smile, and looks
To past sweep away, and redeem
The wisdom in his books.

Mage wonders of she's real: He seeks
To touch vision of fire
That heats passion, and to heart speaks.
She is his one desire.

9 July 2003

Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last!
From: Little Hawk
Date: 11 Apr 06 - 08:55 PM

"G"

Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last!
From: beardedbruce
Date: 11 Apr 06 - 08:57 PM

10 of 40...


Ballad (10)

It storms, but mage sees only sun,
And cannot feel this rain:
Thought of his muse has binding spun,
To hold heart and dreams gain.

His dreams shine with reflected light
That muse holds in her eyes.
Mage becomes student, to earn sight
Of smile, and hope of prize.

She is his muse: She owns his soul,
And gives purpose for thought.
Alone, only his dreams are whole,
And hope in vain is sought.

Muse dreams her dreams, and mage must seek
To learn what brings her joy.
His knowledge serves to his hopes speak,
And his own dreams employ.

Sweet, beautiful, kind and caring;
All doubt of Love is gone:
Might mage hope to spend night sharing
A pot of tea, and dawn?

Mage has but heart to give. He sends
Desire to be far more
Than distant voice: Dream of muse mends
All ills, and hopes endure.

10 July 2003

Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last!
From: Little Hawk
Date: 11 Apr 06 - 09:00 PM

"H"

Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last!
From: beardedbruce
Date: 11 Apr 06 - 09:01 PM

11 of 40...

Ballad (10)

It storms, but mage sees only sun,
And cannot feel this rain:
Thought of his muse has binding spun,
To hold heart and dreams gain.

His dreams shine with reflected light
That muse holds in her eyes.
Mage becomes student, to earn sight
Of smile, and hope of prize.

She is his muse: She owns his soul,
And gives purpose for thought.
Alone, only his dreams are whole,
And hope in vain is sought.

Muse dreams her dreams, and mage must seek
To learn what brings her joy.
His knowledge serves to his hopes speak,
And his own dreams employ.

Sweet, beautiful, kind and caring;
All doubt of Love is gone:
Might mage hope to spend night sharing
A pot of tea, and dawn?

Mage has but heart to give. He sends
Desire to be far more
Than distant voice: Dream of muse mends
All ills, and hopes endure.

10 July 2003

Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last!
From: Little Hawk
Date: 11 Apr 06 - 09:02 PM

"I"

Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last!
From: beardedbruce
Date: 11 Apr 06 - 09:03 PM

12 of 40...


Ballad (12)

Mage seeks of muse an avatar
To make his dreams more real.
Is he a fool, to look so far
For one to his love feel?

She is far more than he deserves,
With soft dreams of her own.
How can he hope his hope muse serves,
When he but dreams have shown?

What might mage offer muse, to fill
Some of her hours with joy?
Might his words show intent he will
Passions of dreams employ?

He cannot his desires ignore,
Although he cannot act.
Apart, he has but dreams: No more
Than hope for what he's lacked.

How can mage other than muse praise
For what dream of her brings?
The thought of her hopes to sky raise,
And desire passion sings.

Has he now found true heart's desire,
And one to share his life?
Can mage stay warm with passion's fire,
And win his muse as wife?

                                 22 July 2003

Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last!
From: Little Hawk
Date: 11 Apr 06 - 09:24 PM

"J"

Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last!
From: beardedbruce
Date: 11 Apr 06 - 10:31 PM

13 of 40...


Ballad (13)

We seek for happiness, and find
Those souls that are true friends.
We share our hopes, and in each mind
We hope dreams have no ends.

I have found one, with eyes of light,
To make my visions real.
For smile, I would give all, that sight
Might know what my dreams feel.

Your eyes offer the world I seek,
Of care, and sweet concern:
I must be strong- but, were I weak,
I would to travel turn.

You send a kiss, and I desire
To interest on it pay.
You give me dreams, and hopes inspire,
And I must longings say.

I envy pearls, that touch your skin,
And rest upon soft breast.
How might I dream of passions win,
And put all fears to rest?

I would not want to change my muse,
Save to increase your smiles.
You are desire: I would now choose
Only to lessen miles.

27 July 2003

Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last!
From: Little Hawk
Date: 11 Apr 06 - 10:33 PM

"K"

Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last!
From: beardedbruce
Date: 11 Apr 06 - 10:40 PM

14 of 40...


Ballad (14)

Should mage offer this muse his kiss
In thanks for her sweet smile?
Dare he lips touch? Do his dreams miss
A sign she'd hopes revile?

He offers all to one who cares,
But does she want his heart?
Might dreams be all that mage now shares,
Hopes all that inspire art?

Yet, her eyes offer more than dream:
They show concern, and soul.
The promise of her smile would seem
To make shattered heart whole.

She is far more than center of
Desires, dreams, and thought:
One of the few that mage might love,
She has his passions caught.

Mage is now bound, but does not seek
To break from muse's spell.
Years have made him foolish, or weak:
That he should her hold tell.

True vision sees what is not there:
But what may one day be.
For now, enough that she might care:
Fears do not set heart free.

29 July 2003

Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last!
From: Little Hawk
Date: 11 Apr 06 - 10:40 PM

"L"

Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last!
From: beardedbruce
Date: 11 Apr 06 - 10:42 PM

15 of 40...

Ballad (15)

I would not have my muse in tears,
Nor angry at the world:
I'd rather nibble on her ears,
Or hair, 'round fingers twirled.

What does my muse dream of, tonight,
When she closes her eyes?
What might she see, in dreams so bright,
That would my hopes realize?

I know she knows I care: But, dare
I ask that she give sign
That she might want me to love share,
And our dreams intertwine?

I have only my dreams, to see
How I might reach her heart.
Yet, visions cannot tell to me
How I might dreams impart.

Her smile reward enough for verse,
Yet heart wants so much more:
Should I hopes feed, or passions nurse,
And all my fears ignore?

She is one I wish only well,
With eyes that give me dream:
Would words could all my passions tell,
That I might hopes redeem.

02 Aug 2003

Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last!
From: Little Hawk
Date: 11 Apr 06 - 10:58 PM

"M"

Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last!
From: beardedbruce
Date: 11 Apr 06 - 11:09 PM

16 of 40

Ballad (16)

I would not ever say goodbye
To one who holds my heart.
She is my muse- My soul would die
Before dreams would depart.

What might muse say, to bring a song
To heart, and words to page?
Am I foolish, or is it wrong
To seek to be her mage?

I beg to know her dream, and ask
Muse share desires with me:
Should I be silent, or hopes mask
That I might help dreams be?

She need but smile, and verses spring
To life, under her sun.
She grows my love, and words take wing,
And I have my dreams won.

Within my muse's eyes, I find
All I seek to desire.
Yet, is all of this in my mind,
That only hopes inspire?

I thirst for all of muse I might   
Reach with my dreams, or hold.
I hunger for her touch, and sight:
These dreams alone are cold.

03 Aug 2003

Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last!
From: Little Hawk
Date: 11 Apr 06 - 11:11 PM

"N"

Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last!
From: beardedbruce
Date: 11 Apr 06 - 11:12 PM

17 of 40


Ballad (17)

My muse is beauty- flower sweet
That blossoms in my heart.
I wish I could these miles defeat,
And with kiss verses start.

I would from passion form my line
And rhyme from her replies.
An epic would from touch refine,
And lyric from her eyes.

Yet, I worship muse from afar,
And ask only her smile.
She offers me enough - A star
To guide dreams, for a while.

It is not easy, to resist
My muse: As moth, I fly:
Heedless of flame, in dream I've kissed,
And satisfied, I die.

Her eyes draw me, and seal my fate:
I cannot from muse flee.
I must be plain, and dreams relate,
And let her hear my plea.

I ask for all I might, but know
I have no claim, nor chance.
I hold but in dream: Yet, dreams show
What I seek in romance.

03 Aug 2003

Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last!
From: Little Hawk
Date: 11 Apr 06 - 11:17 PM

"O"

Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last!
From: beardedbruce
Date: 11 Apr 06 - 11:18 PM

18 of 40

Ballad (18)

Muse is my moon, to light my dreams
With pleasure, and desire:
I seek to hold her, but my schemes
Cannot sweet muse acquire.

Muse is my sun, to light my day,
And make my passions grow.
I turn towards her, and feelings say
Yet cannot her heart know.

Muse is my star, to guide my soul
To find what I now seek.
She offers all I want, as goal,
But is my verse too weak?

Muse is my dream, a precious maid
Whose eyes show me my fate.
She is one for whom verse is made,
To some of hopes relate.

Muse is heart's hope, the image of   
All that I seek, or need.
I find in smile what I might love:
Her words to visions lead.

Muse is my world: The focus, heart,
Of what I care about.
How can I dedicate my art
To her, and not dreams shout?

04 Aug 2003

Subject: RE: BS: In every thread someone has to be last!
From: Little Hawk
Date: 11 Apr 06 - 11:20 PM

"P"   Hmmm...that reminds me... Be back in a minute.