I believe I recognize where you want this to go.
Each stanza speaking to a virtue
Faith
Hope
Trust
Honesty
Loyalty
These sacred emotions are at the core of every human in abundance along with pain, jealousy, greed, lust and a thousand more. That is why we see these themes so often in all forms of writing. Our own experiences stir these deep emotions and for those of us that are poets we are compelled to write down these moments in torrents of significance.
What the earnest poet must do is find a way to express these wellsprings with insight, language, and art.
You have a good collection of universal definitions but for right now it is not a good poem. Rather than define the words, illustrate with images. What is faith? Capture the essence of what you feel write it down, then examine the words. Do they flow? Are they cliché?
Now that you have written down something it is time to refine it. You wrote:
“faith is assumption of belief
an extension of a secret promise
presenter of all things possible
prospective bearer of paradise”
From my perspective you have provided four possible definitions of faith and not a feeling or image. I detect no soul or contact verbally with this stanza, I agree with the words yet they do not launch imagination.
Learn to use devices to avoid the mundane, hence the cliché If I were to be cliché about faith, I would say faith is:
Being the first person to say I love you.
Turning away from what you want when you know it’s not what you need.
Reaching out for hope.
These are images we can use to illustrate faith. The harder working poet embraces the cliché then redefines it.
Try it. Then rewrite your poem. I think it a good first start.
I think we discussed the same thing UP is suggesting here. I called these universal terms abstractions. Problem with abstractions is that their meanings differ from reader to reader.
Anchor these ideas and feelings in concrete images and you'll better enable the reader to comprehend how you see 'faith', 'hope', 'loyalty'.
You have the essence here. Now define it. What image illustrates faith? How do you define 'soul'?
Answering these questions gives you the next step in refining this.
U.P...
Thanks for the kind words, and the gentle delivery.
Oh, and the chuckle helped too. "Thou art brave and earnest"..
After careful consideration of your much needed
pov, and after reading several of the conversations
posted on this board, I find myself in the precarious
position of being...well, way out of my league here.
Tongues are sharpened and wits are honed in this arena.
I love reading the banter between everyone and
I do appreciate the wisdom so generously shared by
the writers on this site.
Today I took the time to sit and *gasp* smell the roses,
and upon my musings, decided that "faith" is definitely
"something we must know without having the tangible
evidence of before us", yes?
I watched a hawk glide on the thermals of the afternoon
light and draw it's name in the wind. I thought of the mighty
redwoods. Maybe...
We KNOW we have faith in death and taxes, and the bird poop
on the car after it's been washed. Maybe...
What about...I have faith that my check will clear for the writing
course I need to take...no, that's hope.
I thought of something else real good, but forgot it.
Then I picked up an old poetry book of my mother's and lo,
and behold! There it was! FAITH!
Emily Dickinson 1890
I NEVER SAW A MOOR
"I never saw a moor,
I never saw the sea,
Yet I know how the heather looks,
And what a wave must be.
I never spoke with God,
Nor visited in heaven;
Yet certain am I of the spot
As if the chart were given."
I'm probably supposed to put the word "quote" somewhere
but you get my drift.
Think I'll try something new, or take a LOT more time with
this one. It would certainly take something special to beat
ol' Emily.
I'll keep watching and learning. I might even read some.
Oh...and by the way, WHO ARE YOU?
I don't want to publicly suck up too much, but you are awesome.
C'mon, you can tell me. : )
What's your real pen name?
ancilla
I must disagree, "you are not out of your league" Writing and reading poetry is a joy. I hope you continue to post.
I join you in wishing I could write as well as Ms. Dickensen. Yet this desire does not diminish the value of your words. I suggest you write as often as possible and ask for opinions and advice at each step. Read of course, yet do not silence your voice.
I look forward to seeing a revision of your poem.
You flatter me, I hope my comments are amusing and impart a dash of knowledge. Listen to Daughter, KM, and others.
As for who I am well that question has been answered in the thread "U.P. Who is that guy?" I swear everything I wrote was the truth.
Time to take another gander at the new poems list. No where did I leave off? I believe I finished the 25th.
I read for quite a bit through the quagmire of words and rhymes that compromise the 26th.
I am at a loss. There is not one gem, not one unpolished lump of coal that could be a diamond. (with a little elbow grease)
The best of the lot rated a vote of 2. There were a great number of 1s. I know many kind and altruistic members who will not vote below a 3. I dear friends cannot abide by such a golden rule of generosity. I vote for everything I mention yet I do withhold the deathheads 1 rating. It's not that I'm squeamish about unleashing such a harbinger. I simply feel that a non vote says as much.
What can I do? Not talk about the poems? I must consider something for I have been sedentary far too long.
Lets look at titles. A most important bit indeed. Often in this overcrowded media frenzy internet.
A line a mere title is all we have to entice the reader to spend valuable time considering our vain attempts at being humorous, profound, or enlightened. A good title is like exquisite gift-wrapping one cannot take his or her eyes from it. Oh and all the coo’s and giggles of excitement “Is that for me?”
Why yes indeed! For the 26th here are the best titles of the lot.
Spellbound -
Submitted by Mistress Jorja (Erotic Poetry) 11/26/01
No dear friends it is not a play of words on the classic movie. Yet it did cause me to open it.
Event Horizon -
Submitted by slowhand60 (Non-Erotic Poetry) 11/26/01
Again with the movie title or could it be the astronomical term the nautical? I must say I have a fear of black holes.
My Husband -
Submitted by WickedEve (Erotic Poetry) 11/26/01
An ode to the most sacred of partnerships? Maybe…Maybe not.
Well that’s it 28 new poems and 3 decent titles.
The 27th was a bit better for the overall level of the poem yet again I am denied an object of attention! I scoured for a line of significance yet all I found were the most common of clichés. These are the lean days. As a beggar’s feast is often what others would throw away I too must feast on paltry titles yet again. What’s that you say? “I could just shut the hell up!” If only you were so lucky.
Prime Meridian -
Submitted by slowhand60 (Non-Erotic Poetry) 11/27/01
I’m Popeye the sailor man toot! Toot!
Now onward to the 28th Ohhh yes! There is a Santa Claus. Two worth considering go ahead spend your time! And good titles to boot!
The first is by that guy smith peter go on, read it a couple times and tell him what you think.
(I think she must be writing cursive.)
The second is SA Storm I can hear the lilting melody of a flute, the beat of a drum.
Ah go ahead vote for both of these. I need new blood on the #1 list.
She draws her letter A's sexy,
Buxom A's,
With a hip swinging out,
Full breasted,
One single line across,
So flirtatious it does not complete,
The journey from leg to leg,
I can not wait,
For the letter O,
Friends told me,
Wait for the braless,
O's
You were wearing something secret,
something dangerous.
Perhaps it was your perfume
or maybe you had bathed in my desire.
I caress soft sounds and the moan of silk
as you pass.
Dangerous.
My throat dry
candles flicker.
Causing shadows to flow across the room,
in an impassioned rhythm.
Your silhouette responds in kind.
Seductive,
swaying,
dangerous.
You bring the glass to your lips,
I feel my heartbeat.
A dance of emotion and the veiled promises
of red wine flowing, tempo’s lilting,
urgency through
candlelight.
You smile, a slow smile
lean your head back and close your eye’s.
I bring my lips to your neck,
the shadows dance,
the music drifts in.
I move toward you
dangerous.
A sigh, and surrender
hands whisper over you,
in concert with mouth and kisses in rhythm.
You taste of salt and desire
part for me,
as I search for you.
Dangerous.
How about that title!. You have to go open this one. Daughter wrote a promo for this. And I hate to step on her words but she is right! I urge you to read it a few times.
I submitted a poem called The Poetry of Submission. I was wondering what could be done with it to make it better, so it, at least, would not escape your attentions. I think I'd rather you hate it, or show some emotion towards it, than be completely apathetic towards my writing.
<I did have issues with the Title.....but I quite like the poem itself>,
perky
PS. so you won't have to search for it....here it is.
I enjoy your work. Your language makes your work stand out. The fact that you're consisitent and use it appropriately is a plus.
The first stanza is too bare. You're mixing a modern habit with period language. Translation: I think the construction of the lines should more closely mirror the period in which the language was used.
I'd prefer the opening stanza be either complete sentences or at minimal, a more developed phrase to support the image. As it is, these are flash card associations, and they don't fit the tone I associate with the language. I'd play with the punctuation, too.
I like the concept and where I think you want this to go. Be careful about asking for my silly opinion. I'm a revision zealot.
thankyou....I can see what you mean. I love the words and language that comprise prose. I do fall into the trap of the modern day often. I think I shall rewrite..and then post here to see what you think.
As for revisionism, the world needs more of them<smile>. How could I my reality be better, unless I'm constantly revising it?
perky, I like modern takes on traditional forms, and I think we can mesh language with different times. They take concerted effort though and sometimes they don't work.
Anytime, you feel like offerin' a sista a few observations about her work, it'd be appreciated. I tell you, poor daughter is the worst speller I know. Chile(intentional misspelling here) needs help.
I'd be more than honored, sugah. Playing with words, mine and others, is such a great high. I'm a complete junkie for the language. Most people have a novel on their nightstand, I have a dictionary(really I do, lmao). Can't wait to try your words.
UGGGGGGGGGGH!.......okay....I saw Nessus' posting on the BB, and decided to take the day to look at the list of poems<although, In good conscience, I cannot call all of them poetry>.
anyway......since I've never really read more than a handful of the poems here<this is an new category for me>, I came up with a system. Go through each page, and find the Titles that jump out at me and then read. I'm about half-way through. I wrote down the titles of some that I liked, and then went back to see who wrote them. Daughter, lol, girl you've spoken to me. I picked three of your poems. I'm also interested in some of SexplorN and Lord Wolf.
THere were two poems that blew me away specifically, so far.
One was Daydreams of a Catholic Schoolboy by Alex Finch, and Eating Dough by daughter <I was a chef previously>...I'm predisposed to love this poem.
So, enough rambling, daughter, I'm working on the post to Nessus, and I like your stuff. I'll be studying it more to check out your word choices. However, your style has a humble beauty that would be muddled by flowery vocabulary.
I know I have been remiss
In the new poem list
So off I go
To watch the rhyme flow
It flowed all day
And did not stop
If one must rhyme
These are the tops.
U.P.
12/01/ A Dance -
Submitted by shaya
No rhyme here just a few nice words
My preference is lean, simple lines. While I think myself plain(in physical attributes), I have been told there's something sensual in my features. I think I write similarily.