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#91    joc

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Posted 30 September 2012 - 08:46 PM

Challenge:  Buddahists in South Georgia

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once i believed that starlight could guide me home
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Posted 01 October 2012 - 03:35 PM

View PostProfessor T, on 11 September 2012 - 02:58 AM, said:

Hmmm, I'd like a poem that sounds like a majik spell. ..

here you go...


Beware Beware the games you play
They will revisit you someday.
Take heed of all your wayward thoughts
You’re evil plans will come to naught.


Do not dig pits for one and all
You alone in them will fall.
Careful where you set your nets
You’ll only catch your own regrets.


By strong deceit you’ll never own
You’ll only end up more alone.
Be mindful of your hearts intent
For in its depths your life is spent.


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Edited by M0TH, 01 October 2012 - 03:36 PM.


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Posted 03 October 2012 - 03:51 AM

View PostM0TH, on 01 October 2012 - 03:35 PM, said:

here you go...


Beware Beware the games you play
They will revisit you someday.
Take heed of all your wayward thoughts
You’re evil plans will come to naught.


Do not dig pits for one and all
You alone in them will fall.
Careful where you set your nets
You’ll only catch your own regrets.


By strong deceit you’ll never own
You’ll only end up more alone.
Be mindful of your hearts intent
For in its depths your life is spent.


xxx
I really like this poem alot!  It not only reads like a majik spelll...it is deep and refreshing!  Great job Moth! :tu:

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Posted 03 October 2012 - 06:07 AM

Yeah, that was awesome Moth..
That was actually full of truthes.. :tu:


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Posted 03 October 2012 - 07:49 AM

View Postjoc, on 30 September 2012 - 08:46 PM, said:

Challenge:  Buddahists in South Georgia

Cool Challenge... Thank's for posting!

lol, the last line "quoted bit" is my lame attempt at a southern american accent.. hope it works..


Buddist in south Georgia..

I'm a Buddhist in south Georgia and I do not read the News,
The papers squawk and political talk only serve the blues.
I'm a Buddhist in south Georgia in my world there is no strife,
the Principles and Dhamma has brought meaning to my Life.

I'm a Buddhist in south Georgia, I seek all noble truth,
In Poetry and spiritually to keep my mind in youth.  
I'm a Buddhist in south Georgia and I wouldn't hurt a fly,
When people pass they always say, "wan't that nice guy!"

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Posted 03 October 2012 - 11:24 AM

That was great Professor!  Like the picture as well...thanks! :tu:

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Posted 03 October 2012 - 11:34 AM

View Postjoc, on 03 October 2012 - 03:51 AM, said:

I really like this poem alot!  It not only reads like a majik spelll...it is deep and refreshing!  Great job Moth! :tu:
thanks... :wub:

View PostProfessor T, on 03 October 2012 - 06:07 AM, said:

Yeah, that was awesome Moth..
That was actually full of truthes.. :tu:

what? as oppose to my other posts you mean?... LOL!!!!... thanks (I think)... <_<


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Posted 03 October 2012 - 06:20 PM

View PostM0TH, on 03 October 2012 - 11:34 AM, said:

what? as oppose to my other posts you mean?... LOL!!!!... thanks (I think)... <_<
lol, it was was a compliment. :P


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Posted 03 October 2012 - 08:29 PM

Sorry I haven't participated much. I would like to catch up with some challenges soon. * :)

I have a challenge for you: A deep and moving personal poem about Apples. What they mean to you.

The letter kills but The Spirit gives life. 2 Corinthians 3:6

Non-ambiguity and non-contradiction are one sided and thus unsuited to express the incomprehensible. -Jung

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Posted 04 October 2012 - 01:50 AM

Guess I'll give the apples a go...  I always remember going to my uncles house and climbing his apple trees.  To this day, I've never had a better apple.  The crisp was so amazing.

A tree that gives
and never receive
altruism is so close
it's hard to see

The roots gently bind
the trunk to the ground
its dangling fruit
will soon touch down

A boy with a grin
the summer near end
he's been waiting so quiet
for the tree to say "when"

As the first one falls
he scrambles his feet
and with a crispity snap
he sinks his teeth

The new batch of apples
so gloriously neat
their skin so tough
and their meat so sweet.

The apple sustains
such a big grand smile
but the boy already knows
it only lasts for a while

The apples all fall
mason jar's pop you can hear
the crispity snap is lost
but there's always next year!


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Posted 04 October 2012 - 02:11 AM

View PostB Randomly, on 04 October 2012 - 01:50 AM, said:

Guess I'll give the apples a go...  I always remember going to my uncles house and climbing his apple trees.  To this day, I've never had a better apple.  The crisp was so amazing.

A tree that gives
and never receive
altruism is so close
it's hard to see

The roots gently bind
the trunk to the ground
its dangling fruit
will soon touch down

A boy with a grin
the summer near end
he's been waiting so quiet
for the tree to say "when"

As the first one falls
he scrambles his feet
and with a crispity snap
he sinks his teeth

The new batch of apples
so gloriously neat
their skin so tough
and their meat so sweet.

The apple sustains
such a big grand smile
but the boy already knows
it only lasts for a while

The apples all fall
mason jar's pop you can hear
the crispity snap is lost
but there's always next year!

Oh I love it! :D

The letter kills but The Spirit gives life. 2 Corinthians 3:6

Non-ambiguity and non-contradiction are one sided and thus unsuited to express the incomprehensible. -Jung

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Posted 04 October 2012 - 02:14 AM

View Postjoc, on 30 September 2012 - 08:46 PM, said:

Challenge:  Buddahists in South Georgia

Oh it was hot.
Peaches spilled from the lotus trees
under the rarest red sun.
Oh it was hot.

So much humid steam I was breathing.
In my fountain there was a hot spring.

I was folded
in the imitation of my flower,
before my elaborate shrine
downtown on Peach Street.

I was breathing
in and out
and then I would SHOUT,
a long winded: "Geooorgiaa."

Now I was hollow.
I wanted to sing.
But all that were open
were the chicken and waffles joints
of my heart and ears.

In through my nose I was breathing
out of my guts I was breathing

in and out
and then I would SHOUT,
a long winded: "Geooorgiaa."

comfortable
relaxed
asleep

At noon in Budapest, I was burnt
underneath the Atlanta moon.

Edited by SpiritWriter, 04 October 2012 - 02:40 AM.

The letter kills but The Spirit gives life. 2 Corinthians 3:6

Non-ambiguity and non-contradiction are one sided and thus unsuited to express the incomprehensible. -Jung

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Posted 04 October 2012 - 04:55 AM

View PostSpiritWriter, on 04 October 2012 - 02:14 AM, said:

Oh it was hot.
Peaches spilled from the lotus trees
under the rarest red sun.
Oh it was hot.

So much humid steam I was breathing.
In my fountain there was a hot spring.

I was folded
in the imitation of my flower,
before my elaborate shrine
downtown on Peach Street.

I was breathing
in and out
and then I would SHOUT,
a long winded: "Geooorgiaa."

Now I was hollow.
I wanted to sing.
But all that were open
were the chicken and waffles joints
of my heart and ears.

In through my nose I was breathing
out of my guts I was breathing

in and out
and then I would SHOUT,
a long winded: "Geooorgiaa."

comfortable
relaxed
asleep

At noon in Budapest, I was burnt
underneath the Atlanta moon.
Bravo :nw: That was awesome!

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now i know that light is old and stars are cold

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Posted 04 October 2012 - 07:43 AM

View PostB Randomly, on 04 October 2012 - 01:50 AM, said:

Guess I'll give the apples a go...  I always remember going to my uncles house and climbing his apple trees.  To this day, I've never had a better apple.  The crisp was so amazing.

A tree that gives
and never receive
altruism is so close
it's hard to see

The roots gently bind
the trunk to the ground
its dangling fruit
will soon touch down

A boy with a grin
the summer near end
he's been waiting so quiet
for the tree to say "when"

As the first one falls
he scrambles his feet
and with a crispity snap
he sinks his teeth

The new batch of apples
so gloriously neat
their skin so tough
and their meat so sweet.

The apple sustains
such a big grand smile
but the boy already knows
it only lasts for a while

The apples all fall
mason jar's pop you can hear
the crispity snap is lost
but there's always next year!

I love it!!!... :wub:


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Posted 04 October 2012 - 07:45 AM

View PostSpiritWriter, on 04 October 2012 - 02:14 AM, said:

Oh it was hot.
Peaches spilled from the lotus trees
under the rarest red sun.
Oh it was hot.

So much humid steam I was breathing.
In my fountain there was a hot spring.

I was folded
in the imitation of my flower,
before my elaborate shrine
downtown on Peach Street.

I was breathing
in and out
and then I would SHOUT,
a long winded: "Geooorgiaa."

Now I was hollow.
I wanted to sing.
But all that were open
were the chicken and waffles joints
of my heart and ears.

In through my nose I was breathing
out of my guts I was breathing

in and out
and then I would SHOUT,
a long winded: "Geooorgiaa."

comfortable
relaxed
asleep

At noon in Budapest, I was burnt
underneath the Atlanta moon.


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