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11/24/2005 11:16:32 AM · #101 |
"Zero Horsepower"
Peddling down the road less traveled.
Where the cares and worries of life unravel.
The crisp air after an Autumn rain,
frees my mind of all refrain.
Riding quietly past the barren trees.
I welcome the company of a gentle breeze.
Pleasures of a small town's simple hour,
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11/24/2005 11:23:58 AM · #102 |
Originally posted by suemack:
I'd be honoured if you still have energy Jeff or Robert. She's a little broken dog...so much suffering yet retains her trust in humans. She has such old eyes! A co-worker has adopted her.
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Next. I will post it when I am done with my feast of turkey. |
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11/25/2005 09:56:44 AM · #103 |
I tried for prose on one of my recent montages.
"Shall We Dance"
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In the paddock
where buffalo roam
Shall we dance
Where trees reach high
and the sky is wide
Shall we dance
In the presence of morning's glory,
We shall dance.
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Nowhere near what Jeff and Bear are doing but what the hay.
Message edited by author 2005-11-25 09:57:01.
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11/25/2005 04:58:51 PM · #104 |
That is very good Colette, they look as though they are dancing. ; )
Message edited by author 2005-11-25 17:34:41. |
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11/25/2005 05:35:09 PM · #105 |
Originally posted by jsas:
That is very good Colette, they look as though they are dancing.;) |
Thanks Jeff. I'm not much of a poet but someone commented on this image in my blog saying they looked like they were dancing, hence the title. The last two lines were easy. It was the rest of it I tried to keep from sounding too corny.
Message edited by author 2005-11-25 17:35:46.
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11/25/2005 05:36:44 PM · #106 |
Originally posted by cpanaioti:
Originally posted by jsas:
That is very good Colette, they look as though they are dancing.;) |
Thanks Jeff. I'm not much of a poet but someone commented on this image in my blog saying they looked like they were dancing, hence the title. The last two lines were easy it was the rest of it I tried to keep it from sounding too corny. |
It's a nice poemlet, but I'd question whether anything bigger than, say, a dung beetle can "roam" in a paddock... Maybe they are tiny buffalo? jejeje�
R. |
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11/25/2005 05:41:27 PM · #107 |
Originally posted by bear_music:
Originally posted by cpanaioti:
Originally posted by jsas:
That is very good Colette, they look as though they are dancing.;) |
Thanks Jeff. I'm not much of a poet but someone commented on this image in my blog saying they looked like they were dancing, hence the title. The last two lines were easy it was the rest of it I tried to keep it from sounding too corny. |
It's a nice poemlet, but I'd question whether anything bigger than, say, a dung beetle can "roam" in a paddock... Maybe they are tiny buffalo? jejeje�
R. |
... picky, picky, picky ... ;o)
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11/25/2005 06:04:41 PM · #108 |
The DPC community never stops to amaze me. I thank you all for the exquisite artistic flavour that makes me such pleasure!
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11/25/2005 06:38:25 PM · #109 |
I have thoroughly enjoyed this thread. We have some wonderfully talented and creative people at DPC. I have often combined my photos with Bible verses I felt appropriately conveyed the message of the image, however I had never tried poetry (combined with a photo.)
This thread gave me the inspiration to try one of my own. I have always kept a journal and have written songs and poetry since I was in grade school.
Edited to add .here is the same photo with the Bible verse I chose to use with it.
Here's my contribution.
 Seasons
Time moves forward before we're through
Doing all we long to do.
Skin, once supple and soft, turns dry,
And each day brings with it a new goodbye.
From springtime bloom, to summer heat
Through autumn's gloom and winter's defeat.
For everything a time, a place
From borning cry to life's last grace.
And in between a time to grow,
To live and love, to seek and know.
We bend, not break, when strong winds blow 'round
But too soon it seems we're on the ground.
Our time is complete
We're withered and torn.
The old ones die and new is born.
The circle continues
Each season anew.
I'm glad to have had
This season with you
Message edited by author 2005-11-27 14:52:56. |
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11/25/2005 06:49:36 PM · #110 |
| I like your poem , but I love the pic with the scripture. Very nice. |
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11/25/2005 07:12:42 PM · #111 |
Originally posted by pepitoid:
The DPC community never stops to amaze me. I thank you all for the exquisite artistic flavour that makes me such pleasure! |
Thank you and you're welcome. |
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11/25/2005 08:53:37 PM · #112 |
"Trust"
As diamonds in the rough sparkle with grace,
her eyes will capture your attention.
She has endured the hand of man's disgrace,
the burden of grief goes without mention.
Now her ears perk-up at the sound of play,
she runs with a great joy for life.
Her new family and security will stay,
love and dignity, supplant fear and strife.
Her days will be filled with a true devotion,
they will be long and robust.
For she has found a peaceful affection,
and still has the courage to trust.
Message edited by author 2005-11-25 21:03:35. |
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11/25/2005 09:36:24 PM · #113 |
"Lowlands"
Whispers of the wind
echo the elegance of the land.
The clouds join in chorus
and tell of wonders grand.
The waters still reflection
speak of quiet moments.
A simple declaration
of sweet atonements.
Now nature's symphony
is tuned with joyful bands
and sings in harmony.
The beauty of the Lowlands.
Message edited by author 2005-11-25 22:26:00. |
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11/25/2005 10:23:15 PM · #114 |
"Autumn Glow"
The day breaks as dawn starts to fade,
the sun seeks a crowning tree.
The shimmering lights and shadows
will fall on brilliant leaves.
With a change of wind and season's end
the colors will start to show.
Daylight has found a long lost friend,
to again reveal an Autumn Glow.
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11/25/2005 11:37:12 PM · #115 |
Originally posted by jsas:
"Autumn Glow"
The day breaks as dawn starts to fade,
the sun seeks a crowning tree.
The shimmering lights and shadows
will fall on brilliant leaves.
With a change of wind and season's end
the colors will start to show.
Daylight has found a long lost friend,
to again reveal an Autumn Glow. |
That's wonderful Jeff. Much appreciated.
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11/25/2005 11:48:23 PM · #116 |
How bout taking a stab at the attached photo.
BTW....Thank you for sharing your amazing gift with the rest of us. I'm enjoying this thread immensely.
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11/25/2005 11:55:48 PM · #117 |
Originally posted by jsas:
"Trust"
As diamonds in the rough sparkle with grace,
her eyes will capture your attention.
She has endured the hand of man's disgrace,
the burden of grief goes without mention.
Now her ears perk-up at the sound of play,
she runs with a great joy for life.
Her new family and security will stay,
love and dignity, supplant fear and strife.
Her days will be filled with a true devotion,
they will be long and robust.
For she has found a peaceful affection,
and still has the courage to trust. |
Jeff.....Thankyou so very much!! This made me cry, it's so beautiful.....I can't thankyou enough
hugs
sue
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11/26/2005 12:23:59 AM · #118 |
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11/26/2005 12:25:19 AM · #119 |
Originally posted by pearlseyes:
How bout taking a stab at the attached photo.
BTW....Thank you for sharing your amazing gift with the rest of us. I'm enjoying this thread immensely.
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Yes I will write for this pic is that fog or a mist? |
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11/26/2005 12:30:14 AM · #120 |
If the offer still stands I would like to see what is to be said about the mood of this photo please.
Thanks!
Scott |
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11/26/2005 12:35:52 AM · #121 |
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11/26/2005 01:59:38 AM · #122 |
"Final Thoughts"
The memories of his life haunted him
as he stood there and read his own tomb.
The weight upon his soul, was more than
he could bear, to learn his deadly doom.
He thought it was just a dream and
he would wake up soon,
but he heard a mournful voice, a mortal tone,
the angel of death's commune,
saying, it is time to go and
traverse that great unknown.
Where thoughts and memories can only go
to haunt or atone.
Message edited by author 2005-11-26 02:08:25. |
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11/26/2005 02:51:06 AM · #123 |
Originally posted by jsas:
"Lowlands"
Whispers of the wind
echo the elegance of the land.
The clouds join in chorus
and tell of wonders grand.
The waters still reflection
speak of quiet moments.
A simple declaration
of sweet atonements.
Now nature's symphony
is tuned with joyful bands
and sings in harmony.
The beauty of the Lowlands. |
Jeff im delighted by this little poem and it fitts the image like a glove.
Thank u so much. |
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11/26/2005 03:44:08 AM · #124 |
Originally posted by pearlseyes:
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Gaunt and spare against a somber background
of storm and sullen light, these trees endure
even as the angry earth is thrusting past them
as if it might eclipse them in their pain.
I have been so eclipsed, and have endured
(perhaps as these trees do) by marking time.
I have felt earth creep up to bury me,
and have felt storms press down to keep me low,
But these are nothing measured at the roots:
so, like these trees, I reach because I must
(root by shoot by trunk by branch) into
the certain springing of green life anew.
R.
Message edited by author 2005-11-26 03:51:16. |
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11/26/2005 03:57:05 AM · #125 |
Originally posted by pearlseyes:
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My efforts may not be up to Jeff's, but I would like to put some prose out there with this piece, if I may. (My pardons if anyone finds it too dark and gloomy.) I don't have a proper title for it, but the title of the image seems to fit well enough.
fears and comfort
reach you cold
Deep, beside the canal
body rigid
like the rotting planks
welcoming the dark
wails supressed
hidden
among the gurgling sounds
no one hears
anymore
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