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the pictures and the results (my Challenge)
I leave Bill to sort out our winner but thank you all for entering I hope you all had fun and learn a little I know some of you did a lot of research
Bill has had copies of about photos since he agreed to judge
he did earlier today suggest a different photo for the 2nd creature
but I stuck firm as the poem I wrote was based on the two photos below
visions or illusions (challenge)
Author: shadow1950
visions through misty streams of fog
sometimes espied then in a blink gone
what was it that briefly appeared
was it even ever really there?
a shifting shape a puzzling glimpse
do my eyes deceive me as I peer
trying to see if its real or not
my eyes oft do perceive an illusion
for such creatures can't really exist
they are the things of legends
yet my soul says they are really there
which should I believe I ask myself?
of all the things that come to us
in dreams or awake are they just hocus pocus
Bill has had copies of about photos since he agreed to judge
he did earlier today suggest a different photo for the 2nd creature
but I stuck firm as the poem I wrote was based on the two photos below
visions or illusions (challenge)
Author: shadow1950
visions through misty streams of fog
sometimes espied then in a blink gone
what was it that briefly appeared
was it even ever really there?
a shifting shape a puzzling glimpse
do my eyes deceive me as I peer
trying to see if its real or not
my eyes oft do perceive an illusion
for such creatures can't really exist
they are the things of legends
yet my soul says they are really there
which should I believe I ask myself?
of all the things that come to us
in dreams or awake are they just hocus pocus
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Posted: Apr 2013
About this poem:
the winner of the poem section isJessie with his
Into Forever
a great poem well done Jesse
reasons I choose this is that it best describes Visions and Illusions
the others were describing myth
Appollo
On the launch pad she stands
Glintinting her white curvy figure
Her pointed nose pointing up to the sky
Her nose cone her heat shield
Gracefull magestic she look
Her long slender figure
Down to her skirt
Her satin rockets powerfull beasts
Lots of hydrogen she has to burn
To lift her off the launch pad on which she stands
Appllo the sun god the name she was given
Up into the stratoshere her hydrogen rockets will burn
each stage her body falls apart
To unvail her majestic curve s
To the final stage she strips all her body till she leaves are planet earth
She with grace
Out of earths atmosphere she now is weight less
Her nose enters space
To the moon she travels protecting her passangers
Her astrounauts her fellow travellers in space
She heads towards the moon
To land on the moon she will go
Then ride her body back again to fall back to earth
Her parachutes evacuate glide gentle to earth soft landing she make her bossom floating in the sea back to earth apollo has landed her final journey to the moon
Glintinting her white curvy figure
Her pointed nose pointing up to the sky
Her nose cone her heat shield
Gracefull magestic she look
Her long slender figure
Down to her skirt
Her satin rockets powerfull beasts
Lots of hydrogen she has to burn
To lift her off the launch pad on which she stands
Appllo the sun god the name she was given
Up into the stratoshere her hydrogen rockets will burn
each stage her body falls apart
To unvail her majestic curve s
To the final stage she strips all her body till she leaves are planet earth
She with grace
Out of earths atmosphere she now is weight less
Her nose enters space
To the moon she travels protecting her passangers
Her astrounauts her fellow travellers in space
She heads towards the moon
To land on the moon she will go
Then ride her body back again to fall back to earth
Her parachutes evacuate glide gentle to earth soft landing she make her bossom floating in the sea back to earth apollo has landed her final journey to the moon
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Posted: Apr 2013
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Fairy Dance (Shadow Challenge)
Come midnight
Venus and Mars,
in inky sky
sprinkled with stars...
They pick a star
to make a fan
dancing in the air
just because they can..
On top of toadstool
upon second glance,
in clothing of flower petals,
I saw fairies dance...
Then out on lake
still hard to believe,
the fairies danced
upon boats of leaves...
Now the moon is out
the sun is gone,
the fairies will dance
until break of dawn...
Venus and Mars,
in inky sky
sprinkled with stars...
They pick a star
to make a fan
dancing in the air
just because they can..
On top of toadstool
upon second glance,
in clothing of flower petals,
I saw fairies dance...
Then out on lake
still hard to believe,
the fairies danced
upon boats of leaves...
Now the moon is out
the sun is gone,
the fairies will dance
until break of dawn...
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Posted: Apr 2013
About this poem:
in response to the shadow challenge sent me...
Legend Of The Black Dove (Part 3)
"Outlaw Peril"
As the coach approaches, the Black Dove grabs the under frame
Of the coach, with his amazing strength climbs on the driver's
Seat and brings the coach to a halt by pulling the reins.
He turns the coach back to where Rex Murphy is standing
And continue their journey. Hours later they stop to rest at the
Golden Anchor - a tavern in the coastal town of Southerly.
It is getting dark and they manage to get a room to spend the night.
It is a peaceful town overlooking the sea. Everything seemed to be
Quiet as Rex Murphy secures the Golden Coach for the night, but in
Darkness Jack Wild and his men had followed the coach and plan to Steal it while the town is asleep. The Black Dove and Rex were
Ready to turn in for the night when they are startled by a woman's
Scream. In a flash the Black Dove is on the scene,and seeing a girl Being assaulted, he takes quick action and grabs the assailant and Overpowers him. The Man is then tied up and held prisoner in the Tavern. The girl seemed to be alright and tells The Black Dove
She is the publican's daughter and she was grabbed by this man
Who would not let her go. While this is going on, gunshots ring out And the Golden Coach appeared to be missing. The Black Dove notices The coach leaving the security compound along With three men Following the coach. The Dove and Murphy rush in pursuit of them
And a chase begins, the coach gathers speed and drives out of town.
Minutes later they all arrive at an abandoned gold mine. The Outlaws Unload the gold under fire and put it into a rail cart. Two of the Outlaws push the rail car down tracks into the mine, the remaining
Two men are holding off the Dove and Murphy, they run inside the
Mine to join Jack Wild and his accomplice. Rex and the Dove, rush in
After them in an attempt to rescue the gold but they come to grips With the Outlaws and a shot is fired which creates a cave-in in the Mine trapping all the men. Seconds later a rumble is heard from the Ground caused by an earth tremor. The Dove goes after Jack Wild who Intends to shoot the Black Dove with his pistol, but they both fall Into a large open pit of Stalagmites.
Will either man survive these sharpe limestone pinnacles?
Are the other men also doomed?...
Find out in the next exciting part...."The Imposter"
As the coach approaches, the Black Dove grabs the under frame
Of the coach, with his amazing strength climbs on the driver's
Seat and brings the coach to a halt by pulling the reins.
He turns the coach back to where Rex Murphy is standing
And continue their journey. Hours later they stop to rest at the
Golden Anchor - a tavern in the coastal town of Southerly.
It is getting dark and they manage to get a room to spend the night.
It is a peaceful town overlooking the sea. Everything seemed to be
Quiet as Rex Murphy secures the Golden Coach for the night, but in
Darkness Jack Wild and his men had followed the coach and plan to Steal it while the town is asleep. The Black Dove and Rex were
Ready to turn in for the night when they are startled by a woman's
Scream. In a flash the Black Dove is on the scene,and seeing a girl Being assaulted, he takes quick action and grabs the assailant and Overpowers him. The Man is then tied up and held prisoner in the Tavern. The girl seemed to be alright and tells The Black Dove
She is the publican's daughter and she was grabbed by this man
Who would not let her go. While this is going on, gunshots ring out And the Golden Coach appeared to be missing. The Black Dove notices The coach leaving the security compound along With three men Following the coach. The Dove and Murphy rush in pursuit of them
And a chase begins, the coach gathers speed and drives out of town.
Minutes later they all arrive at an abandoned gold mine. The Outlaws Unload the gold under fire and put it into a rail cart. Two of the Outlaws push the rail car down tracks into the mine, the remaining
Two men are holding off the Dove and Murphy, they run inside the
Mine to join Jack Wild and his accomplice. Rex and the Dove, rush in
After them in an attempt to rescue the gold but they come to grips With the Outlaws and a shot is fired which creates a cave-in in the Mine trapping all the men. Seconds later a rumble is heard from the Ground caused by an earth tremor. The Dove goes after Jack Wild who Intends to shoot the Black Dove with his pistol, but they both fall Into a large open pit of Stalagmites.
Will either man survive these sharpe limestone pinnacles?
Are the other men also doomed?...
Find out in the next exciting part...."The Imposter"
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Posted: Apr 2013
About this poem:
The Continuing story of "Legend Of The Black Dove", When British nobleman John Norrington is compelled to swing into action as the Black Dove.Editor: Marikia
Written:12 March 2013
oh are bird
The oh are bird
Sits on her nest
Clucking all day long
She picks and preens
Her feathers
Making sure there pristen
She nibbles her protien feed
Her digetive feed
Building up her strengh to lay and feed
Nice brown and white eggs she does produce
Till one day she's no longer able to lay
Cluck with excited strains to lay her eggs for that day
Oh are her eggs are stuck for she can't lay
With a mighty push
The oh are bird give it one more try
Out pops a sqaure egg oh my she cries with disbelif
A square egg as popoed
Out
The farmer sees her egg shouts to his misses with disbelive come see this
Farmers wif
A I don't belive it says the farmers wife
Calling children come see this a square egg i don't belive says the children square eg
Of they run to the village folk come see are chicken she's made a square egg all the village come to see the chiken oh made the square egg they all cry I don't belive it what she called they all say to the farmer still in shock he she my oh are bird he cries
Sits on her nest
Clucking all day long
She picks and preens
Her feathers
Making sure there pristen
She nibbles her protien feed
Her digetive feed
Building up her strengh to lay and feed
Nice brown and white eggs she does produce
Till one day she's no longer able to lay
Cluck with excited strains to lay her eggs for that day
Oh are her eggs are stuck for she can't lay
With a mighty push
The oh are bird give it one more try
Out pops a sqaure egg oh my she cries with disbelif
A square egg as popoed
Out
The farmer sees her egg shouts to his misses with disbelive come see this
Farmers wif
A I don't belive it says the farmers wife
Calling children come see this a square egg i don't belive says the children square eg
Of they run to the village folk come see are chicken she's made a square egg all the village come to see the chiken oh made the square egg they all cry I don't belive it what she called they all say to the farmer still in shock he she my oh are bird he cries
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Posted: Mar 2013
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Morning Solar
I sometimes sit up for hours analyzing the night
Tracing lines from star to star mapping out my life
As I listen for the voice of the planets who's soul calls out to mine
Im captivated by a beauty so infinite beyond my eyes
In my dreams I dream I live on my own constellation
Two blocks from Orions belt three light years from the beginning of our creation
Where you can hear the universe sing its quiet lullaby
Like an angel that sits in heaven keeping a watchful eye
How beautiful the earth is under the lighting of the moon
As I float further into outer space my heart is there with you
The one I call my first love is the graceful morning sky
Because I know that when I wake up my dreams never say goodbye
They bring me into a new day where wild flowers bloom
As I plant my pocket full of stars into the ground as a gift for you
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Posted: Mar 2013
Post Comment????????????? who are you
Inviting you are
Your slim sexy body
Dripping with wet dew
Long and slender
Your dew cold hiding in side
With your golden taste
Your my desire
Ice cold you are
I desire you
To. Be near
INTO want you so bad
My mouth waters to taste you
Your my hearts desire
You my tastebudds are on.fire to be with you all night
I wake exhusted strung out head throbs
Oh what a good night we had
No your gone I need to find more of you
Come back spend the night with me againI want to taste you again
Your slim sexy body
Dripping with wet dew
Long and slender
Your dew cold hiding in side
With your golden taste
Your my desire
Ice cold you are
I desire you
To. Be near
INTO want you so bad
My mouth waters to taste you
Your my hearts desire
You my tastebudds are on.fire to be with you all night
I wake exhusted strung out head throbs
Oh what a good night we had
No your gone I need to find more of you
Come back spend the night with me againI want to taste you again
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Posted: Mar 2013
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Clip The Ticket
Slipping on the journey
I crept and held my ticket
where was I going?
no bags upon my back
I crept and held my ticket
where was I going?
no bags upon my back
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Posted: Mar 2013
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This is for all poets on a journey just add 4 lines:)
Time Machine
Music seeps through the red door
Something about blue suede shoes
They tell me his music’s hated by parents
And the way he shakes those hips of his
Inside the girls were screaming wildly
As they grooved on the dance floor
Even the boys were jumping madly
Trying to copy that move of his
For the next ten years I followed
Watched and learned all he did
They called him the king of Rock ‘n’ roll
The mighty Joey Lewis Morgan King
Set the timer for nineteen fifty
Before Joey started his career
Called myself Elvis Aaron Presley
And used everything that I had learned
I was the one they called the King
Joey was just a pale imitation
All the world was at my feet
But somehow still it wasn’t enough
Could it be that guilt was me consuming
Drugs not enough to blunt the pain
This life was not mine for living
The shoes not meant for me to fill
Deeper, deeper the drugs take me
Reality becomes ever so blurred
The end is near, I feel it coming
Yet Joey still lives, surrounded by love
Something about blue suede shoes
They tell me his music’s hated by parents
And the way he shakes those hips of his
Inside the girls were screaming wildly
As they grooved on the dance floor
Even the boys were jumping madly
Trying to copy that move of his
For the next ten years I followed
Watched and learned all he did
They called him the king of Rock ‘n’ roll
The mighty Joey Lewis Morgan King
Set the timer for nineteen fifty
Before Joey started his career
Called myself Elvis Aaron Presley
And used everything that I had learned
I was the one they called the King
Joey was just a pale imitation
All the world was at my feet
But somehow still it wasn’t enough
Could it be that guilt was me consuming
Drugs not enough to blunt the pain
This life was not mine for living
The shoes not meant for me to fill
Deeper, deeper the drugs take me
Reality becomes ever so blurred
The end is near, I feel it coming
Yet Joey still lives, surrounded by love
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Posted: Mar 2013
About this poem:
What if we could travel back in time and take on the role of someone ... become the author of books that someone else wrote ... the inventor, the singer, anyone we chose ... we would be stealing not only their property but their very life ... thinking along those lines led to thisClouds
azure skies filled with gentle clouds
billowing white with golden edges
slowly gliding across the sun's face
all different shapes appear
then slowly break and fade away
soon replaced by yet another vision
what a magical thing is a cloud
one looks stares into the sky
a transition of beauteous sights
with a soft slow breath of wind
mysterious wondrous things
appear each more tantalising
only the imagination limits
clouds swirling for ever changing
each a new scene a glimpse
a parting of a curtain
new landscapes everywhere
billowing white with golden edges
slowly gliding across the sun's face
all different shapes appear
then slowly break and fade away
soon replaced by yet another vision
what a magical thing is a cloud
one looks stares into the sky
a transition of beauteous sights
with a soft slow breath of wind
mysterious wondrous things
appear each more tantalising
only the imagination limits
clouds swirling for ever changing
each a new scene a glimpse
a parting of a curtain
new landscapes everywhere
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Posted: Mar 2013
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