Would you?

[butters]

It's an Annikey. I have been trying to work one out forever, and this seemed a good time to choose to make it happen.

ha! even better! how very apt

 

[Angeline]

The High Priest of Norfolk

I am the very model of a Witchfinder General!
I've encountered sorcery and hung its young apprentices,
brought them to the Gallowsman and made their days ephemeral.
I am the very model of a Witchfinder General,
brought them to the Gallowsman and made their days ephemeral.
Alchemy is dross to me, the cross my one preventative.
I am the very model of a Witchfinder General,
I've encountered sorcery and hung its young apprentices.


(Took a few liberties but I read that name and heard Gilbert and Sullivan. )

 

[UnderYourSpell]

West from Ravensglass
to South Shields run
these ancient stones.
Diminished by time
and local plunder,
bordering farmer's
fields now to hold
livestock instead of
keeping barbarians out.

I have seen its ghost
stride out across gorse
covered waste where
curlew and lark startle.

A memory of one man's
wisdom, the halt of the
Romans' greed but a what
glory it must have been.

Well done you described it to a T! Mind you I tell my Scottish friends it's to keep them in

 

[UnderYourSpell]

The Subject was Duct Tape

Party night found me looking
throughout the house, up and down
the stairs, searching every room
for all the toys we would need,
“But don’t forget the duct tape,”

she called up to me from down
in the foyer. “There’s no need
for reminders, I’m looking
in each and every room.”
Sure enough, there’s the duct tape;

giving me all that I need
to start things off in the room
Everyone was getting down,
but I knew they were looking
forward to feeling duct tape

When I appeared in the room,
after all that time looking,
I thought maybe I’ve a need
to go and write it all down,
maybe an “Ode to Duct Tape”?

Telling all my love for duct tape,
So they know, no sense looking
anywhere but the mud room
for just exactly what I need
to properly tie me down.

~~~~~


Just a first draft, prolly needs tweaking here and there.

It's an Annikey. I have been trying to work one out forever, and this seemed a good time to choose to make it happen.

Is it really?!! My bad for not knowing and I'm honoured

 

[UnderYourSpell]

The High Priest of Penzance

I am the very model of a Witchfinder General!
I've encountered sorcery and hung its young apprentices,
brought them to the Gallowsman and made their days ephemeral.
I am the very model of a Witchfinder General,
brought them to the Gallowsman and made their days ephemeral.
Alchemy is dross to me, the cross my one preventative.
I am the very model of a Witchfinder General,
I've encountered sorcery and hung its young apprentices.


(Took a few liberties but I read that name and heard Gilbert and Sullivan. )

Made me laugh, very clever of you! One niggle, the title. Now I know it fits with Gilbert and Sullivan but I'm afraid he never hung out in Cornwall, the WFG's patch was Norfolk!

 

[Angeline]

Made me laugh, very clever of you! One niggle, the title. Now I know it fits with Gilbert and Sullivan but I'm afraid he never hung out in Cornwall, the WFG's patch was Norfolk!

I'll change it to Norfolk. I was afraid I needed Penzance for the G&S reference but maybe not necessary.

 

[todski28]

*light the way*

We light torches for those in the past,
they burn with ferocity, we cry
for what is lost.
we light torches for those that may not
make tomorrow, they burn constant
with worry and fret

eventually the burning lessens
or the torch reduces to embers but
they still singe when memories surface.
we keep them lit to remind us of what was,
to shine a light on how it used to be
for in memories no one truly leaves us

 

[Angeline]

We light torches for those in the past,
they burn with their initial ferocity and we cry
for what is lost.
we light torches for those that may not
make the tomorrow, they burn constant
with worry and fret

eventually the burning lessens
or the torch reduces to embers but
they still niggle and singe when memories surface.
we keep them lit to remind us of what was,
to shine a light on how it used to be
for in memories no one truly leaves us

This is beautiful and elegiac. I think if you pared it back some it would be even more powerful. But well done and moving.

 

[GuiltyPleasure]

Well done you described it to a T! Mind you I tell my Scottish friends it's to keep them in

Thank you, Annie, it's a good idea to poke the muse.

You and my man should get together, he claims Scottish heritage from the wrong side of the wall where he was born.

The MacGregors (his kin, so he claims) are suposed to have done some pillaging etc. and then fled "over the wall", changed names to Gregor, Gregg, Mack and the like to blend in and never looked back.

 

[HarryHill]

I'll change it to Norfolk. I was afraid I needed Penzance for the G&S reference but maybe not necessary.

..
I've got a suggestion too in the original the word modern was used with major. it had two beats and a sonic connection. if you use wily it might be tighter; just a suggestion. I found myself singing along and wanted more words.

 

[Angeline]

..
I've got a suggestion too in the original the word modern was used with major. it had two beats and a sonic connection. if you use wily it might be tighter; just a suggestion. I found myself singing along and wanted more words.

Thank you. It's an excellent suggestion and maybe I should just take another liberty and add "modern," huh? I thought about having it in but there were already 15 beats to the line, which means you have to read fast to keep the rhythm, so I didn't want to expand it to 17. But you are probably right that the whole concept makes more sense with the word in there. And it would help with the G&S connection, maybe give back what I lose with Penzance.

 

[champagne1982]

I started laughing with the title. pretty good but , like all jock straps, it did begin to smell a little by the end of the day so, all in all, very well done...

Poo-poo to you too. LOL I had to find a way to get the whole "cup his balls" sorta thing into my poem and of course, there was truly no way to put my own stamp on this unless it was with humour. I'm glad you got a giggle and thanks for the thumbs up.

 

[champagne1982]

have you noticed that I've given the hard and/or gross subjects to the more (IMO) able poets? Or in the case of Remec awaiting his tittilation (hopefully!)

Well, I guess a "hard" subject is really all I could expect from a lady like you, Annie. If this challenge were to cum from any of the local gents, I'd want an easy poem and some pics of other hard things .

This is an excellent challenge and I'm enjoying everyone's poetry and sense of fun when they respond to it... Kudos to you for another great thread ...

 

[UnderYourSpell]

We light torches for those in the past,
they burn with their initial ferocity and we cry
for what is lost.
we light torches for those that may not
make the tomorrow, they burn constant
with worry and fret

eventually the burning lessens
or the torch reduces to embers but
they still niggle and singe when memories surface.
we keep them lit to remind us of what was,
to shine a light on how it used to be
for in memories no one truly leaves us

That's a cracker I'm very impressed

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Thank you, Annie, it's a good idea to poke the muse.

You and my man should get together, he claims Scottish heritage from the wrong side of the wall where he was born.

The MacGregors (his kin, so he claims) are suposed to have done some pillaging etc. and then fled "over the wall", changed names to Gregor, Gregg, Mack and the like to blend in and never looked back.

Does he still have the accent and what does he think of bagpipes? I love them although I haven't got a scrap of Scottish blood, but when a lone piper played in the crowd at Princess Di's funeral procession I was in pieces

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Thank you. It's an excellent suggestion and maybe I should just take another liberty and add "modern," huh? I thought about having it in but there were already 15 beats to the line, which means you have to read fast to keep the rhythm, so I didn't want to expand it to 17. But you are probably right that the whole concept makes more sense with the word in there. And it would help with the G&S connection, maybe give back what I lose with Penzance.

You got extra kudos for the form ........ yes I noticed!

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Well, I guess a "hard" subject is really all I could expect from a lady like you, Annie. If this challenge were to cum from any of the local gents, I'd want an easy poem and some pics of other hard things .

This is an excellent challenge and I'm enjoying everyone's poetry and sense of fun when they respond to it... Kudos to you for another great thread ...

Dirty girl I'm enjoying seeking out new subjects to throw at you, seeing how mean I can get But I must admit you have all come up trumps so far

 

[todski28]

This is beautiful and elegiac. I think if you pared it back some it would be even more powerful. But well done and moving.

I meant to put a disclaimed in that this was written in about two minutes no edit as soon as I saw the topic just to get my ideas down, I have been trying to find time to edit it all day
Thank you for the ever kind words and encouragement

 

[EducatedOwl]

I'll have another.

 

[champagne1982]

I meant to put a disclaimed in that this was written in about two minutes no edit as soon as I saw the topic just to get my ideas down, I have been trying to find time to edit it all day
Thank you for the ever kind words and encouragement

I really need CharleyH to get her butt back in here and organize a Gunfight! challenge. If you can grab such a great first draft that quickly out of your poetry holster then man, we'd have a pretty strong contest.

Loved the rough copy here, todski. Please be sure to post the edit when you're done.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Time to get meaner!
Champ your subject is a conversation between parts of your body
.
Angeline your subject is a ghost story with each line repeating one word from the previous line
.
Tess your subject is Explaining why you didn't do your homework
'
Butters your subject is describing something very unfair that happened to you or someone you know
.
Tod your subject is describing a crime you committed in your imagination
.
EducatedOwl your subject is from the point of view of an alien visiting Earth
.
Remec your subject is about the monster in the closet, under the bed, or outside in the hall
.
Harry your subject is from the inside of something inanimate
.
Millie your subject is pretending you are somebody else

 

[HarryHill]

Harry your subject is from the inside of something inanimate
.
I know he longs to reach into my tree,
pluck me from my declivity,
swollen fruit ruddy where limbs meet,
devour me slowly with lips and teeth,
tounge lapping fuschia center.
If I had a voice I'd scream,
Pull the fig leaf away, eat me!.

 

[GuiltyPleasure]

Does he still have the accent and what does he think of bagpipes? I love them although I haven't got a scrap of Scottish blood, but when a lone piper played in the crowd at Princess Di's funeral procession I was in pieces

Oddly no, he can't stand the 'pipes inspite of his claim to highland blood. They do stir my blood though and my heritage is French, go figure.

Missing h'work huh?

 

[champagne1982]

Time to get meaner!
Champ your subject is a conversation between parts of your body
.

Oh, jeez, I ache

Shut up! You always ache
You ache in the morning when we wake up
in the afternoon, once the T3s wear off
and again, at bedtime. No wonder
our sleep is non-existent.

We-ell, listen to Missus Frontal-Fuckin' Lobotomy!
Like you've never ached, all tight up there,
secure in our cranium, perchin' high up
on me. No wonder I'm stiff all the time...

For heaven's sake, all of yas just shut
up. You haven't given me a quiet moment
to myself so I can fix us ALL up with an orgasm...
That's right, I am the supplier
of endless endorphins...

'Scuse meee! What in hell are you on about?
You supply endorphins? You! Fuck you-

Yes please!

Good grief, don't interrupt my pituitary
you loose labia'd pussy!

OINK! Oink...

<gasp>for fuck's sake, <pant> I'm racin' here
plus you've upset the pig valve... Crap
I'm poundin'. My pulse is all fluttery...

Settle down, Heart. I'm just a bit upset
and it's all indigestion. If Miss Clitty
would stop hidin' there in that hood
I'm sure our fingers could get busy
and calm us all down with a little
masturbation... or we could have a cookie...

mmm... Lemme lick my lips, jus' a sec...
I love the taste of cookies...

Y'know, ladies, from where I'm sittin'
things would have been a lot better
off if Brain, in her endless pursuit
of adrenaline, had kept us in our bed
that morning when Knee got twisted
all to hell on the ski hill. I know
I'm just an ass, but I speak
from Heart here. Don't let Stomach
dull our emotions by tying Tongue
in knots for empty calories and maybe
if Fingers would just massage Neck
a minute... Well, you see where
I'm goin' here? No? I'll tell ya...

Oh! Here we go... We twins
are gonna get nibbled and pinched,
aren't we? You're gonna ask
us to jiggle provocatively...

That's right Titty, we'll just dance
our way into a little roll around
with the hubby and get laid.

Ok, but first a nap...

Don't you dare close! Eyes!
Eyes!

Shit... zzzz

 

[butters]

Time to get meaner!
Champ your subject is a conversation between parts of your body
.
Angeline your subject is a ghost story with each line repeating one word from the previous line
.
Tess your subject is Explaining why you didn't do your homework
'
Butters your subject is describing something very unfair that happened to you or someone you know
.
Tod your subject is describing a crime you committed in your imagination
.
EducatedOwl your subject is from the point of view of an alien visiting Earth
.
Remec your subject is about the monster in the closet, under the bed, or outside in the hall
.
Harry your subject is from the inside of something inanimate
.
Millie your subject is pretending you are somebody else

*makes a sort of strangulated noise*

Harry your subject is from the inside of something inanimate
.
I know he longs to reach into my tree,
pluck me from my declivity,
swollen fruit ruddy where limbs meet,
devour me slowly with lips and teeth,
tongue lapping fuschia center.
If I had a voice I'd scream,
Pull the fig leaf away, eat me!.

*applause!!!*