poetry Poetry Prompt 3 – LYRICS

[Former Member]

If you'd like to see the Bright flame of my Lyric 8-6-8-6 poem, have a look in the gallery or hit the link. I suppose I should have posted it earlier, before AC thought that it was the sun.  Sorry about that, AC, I hope seeing the setting gives a better sense to the poem now.

It's beautiful, and at least i got the bare trees correct! And no need to say sorry, because in poetry there is no right or wrong interpretations, just images to see and feel, imo  

 

But I'm glad you shared, as it's a beautiful picture!

[Irritable1]

I'm going to say Mem Drive before I go over to the Gallery... Edit: WRONG. Oh well. Edit2: And I do think it's wrong, AC, because I had a very specific spot in mind. I have to re-image.

Edited November 6, 2014 by Irritable1

[Ron]

I'm going to say Mem Drive before I go over to the Gallery... Edit: WRONG.

Actually, Irri, it was over in Everett. I think you're familiar with the city, if not the location.

Edited November 6, 2014 by Ron

[Former Member]

If anyone is interested in seeing it, here is the full version of my lyric poem based on awakening.

 

Thanks to all of you.

 

https://www.gayauthors.org/forums/blog/513/entry-14962-this-dawn-i-let-me-sleep-my-full/

[ColumbusGuy]

AC, I suck at poetry, probably lyrics too--and I don't think this fits the 'first morning' theme, but here goes, just for you:

 

If I'm down, will you be my wings?

I can't do it alone...

If I drift, will you be my roots?

See, I'm scared I'll be lost...

With your love, I think I can fly--

With you, my heart's at home.

 

Cornflower-blue, and shining blond,

These of you, to me sing...

During the day, I'm your shade,

Summer sweet, you to me...

I'll be your roots, you be my wings,

 

Sucky, but you may recognize the inspiration.

Edited November 7, 2014 by ColumbusGuy

[Former Member]

AC, I suck at poetry, probably lyrics too--and I don't think this fits the 'first morning' theme, but here goes, just for you:

 

If I'm down, will you be my wings?

I can't do it alone...

If I drift, will you be my roots?

See, I'm scared I'll be lost...

With your love, I think I can fly--

With you, my heart's at home.

 

Cornflower-blue, and shining blond,

These of you, to me sing...

During the day, I'm your shade,

Summer sweet, you to me...

I'll be your roots, you be my wings,

 

Sucky, but you may recognize the inspiration.

For the readers of your Jay and Miles series, they will instantly recognize the 'voice' of this poem as coming from the teenage Miles. I love it, i hope you roll it into an upcoming installment. Maybe we can expect Miles to recite it directly to the boy with the cornflower-blue eyes....hint, hint    

[Irritable1]

I really like this one, it hovers right on the edge of rhyme throughout. You know there's a Kate Bush song, Cornflower Blue?   I wonder if one could use that tune...

[ColumbusGuy]

Irrri, thanks for the compliment--guess I'll have to look up Kate Bush since I have no clue who she is!  I stopped listening to radio when Dr. Demento went off...and mostly buy cds from no later than the early 80s New Wave era.  Most of my stuff goes back to medieval music by way of folk, classic Rock and 19th century ballads and Civil War era songs.

 

AC, I guess I'm stuck...wonder if Jay can write a poem?

Edited November 8, 2014 by ColumbusGuy

[Former Member]

Irrri, thanks for the compliment--guess I'll have to look up Kate Bush since I have no clue who she is!  I stopped listening to radio when Dr. Demento went off...and mostly buy cds from no later than the early 80s New Wave era.  Most of my stuff goes back to medieval music by way of folk, classic Rock and 19th century ballads and Civil War era songs.

 

AC, I guess I'm stuck...wonder if Jay can write a poem?

Oh course Jay can write a poem. Anyone can write a poem! (how's that for teacherly encouragement   )

[ColumbusGuy]

Oh course Jay can write a poem. Anyone can write a poem! (how's that for teacherly encouragement   )

 

I'm encouraged all to hell.   You're talking to a guy with no rhythm here--once alliteration, rhyme and the Saxon caesura fell out of use, I was doomed.  Can't dance, can't sing--if I practice for days on end, you might recognize the tune I'm trying to blow out of a recorder or beat out of a piano.   As the old saying about Jack Benny's violin playing says: 'it sounds like a cat being stepped on by a horse', so too my singing is likened to a pair of cats mating.

 

My lyric will be in a future chapter, just have to find the right moment.

Edited November 8, 2014 by ColumbusGuy

[ColumbusGuy]

For those of you following along at home, here's the link to my use of the poem:

 

Jay & Miles 11: Saturday Truths

[totallyy]

Yikes. I'm late to the party, but here are mine. https://www.gayauthors.org/story/totallyy/rhymes/6

[Irritable1]

Yikes. I'm late to the party, but here are mine. https://www.gayauthors.org/story/totallyy/rhymes/6

 

No such thing as a late prompt response!!

[Former Member]

Yikes. I'm late to the party, but here are mine. https://www.gayauthors.org/story/totallyy/rhymes/6

Yes, thank you for posting both a Tanka and a Lyrics response - I guess that just leaves the Haiku challenge unanswered, hint hint hint

[craftingmom]

So another attempt at the poetry prompts (don't think I can manager the meter one--iambic pentameter requires way to much thought right now).  Syllables, I can manages those!  Something to get the words flowing this morning (okay, well, afternoon now), hopefully!

 

I'm Awake (sort of) 

https://www.gayauthors.org/story/craftingmom/attemptsatpoetry/2

[Former Member]

So another attempt at the poetry prompts (don't think I can manager the meter one--iambic pentameter requires way to much thought right now).  Syllables, I can manages those!  Something to get the words flowing this morning (okay, well, afternoon now), hopefully!

 

I'm Awake (sort of) 

https://www.gayauthors.org/story/craftingmom/attemptsatpoetry/2

Thanks for taking the challenge! I hope you keep metre and syllable length in mind as you delve further into having fun with poetry.

[Irritable1]

 

 

Irrri, thanks for the compliment--guess I'll have to look up Kate Bush since I have no clue who she is!  

 

 It was Kate Wolf, I was just listening to it.

 

 

 

Fair warning though, this goes from pretty stills of actual cornflowers, to random straight couples from... I don't even know... the Twilight universe? You'll need to minimize after 0:55. I think the guitar music itself is lovely for Jay and Miles though, it's very 70s. Kate Wolf was an influential folk artist from the Bay Area who died in 1986.

Edited January 5, 2015 by Irritable1

[Former Member]

 It was Kate Wolf, I was just listening to it.

 

 

 

Fair warning though, this goes from pretty stills of actual cornflowers, to random straight couples from... I don't even know... the Twilight universe? You'll need to minimize after 0:55. I think the guitar music itself is lovely for Jay and Miles though, it's very 70s. Kate Wolf was an influential folk artist from the Bay Area who died in 1986.

i hope you let ColumbusGuy see this. I'll send him the link, just in case

Edited January 6, 2015 by AC Benus

[Irritable1]

i hope let ColumbusGuy see this. I'll send him the link, just in case

 

Thanks for doing that! I quoted him so I hope he'll see the notification.

[ColumbusGuy]

Man, I am totally stunned by that song--I can see why it would be perfect for Jay's Song.

 

I am surprised that I've never heard of Kate Wolf since there are a lot of folk musicians I like from that era: Judy Collins, Joan Baez, Buffy Saint-Marie...not to mention the Carpenters and the Kingston Trio. There are too many to mention but I hate leaving anyone out like Melanie and Carly Simon.

 

I have to see when this was written--maybe the title inspired Mikey, but I think more likely is that he finds the song after doing the poem.  He's probably like me and has no clue how to match up words and music.

 

I'm adding this to my 450+ playlist for home listening, it's got everything from folk to comedy to Bowie and Die Prinzen..and even a few old Yiddish songs!  I'm all over the plae with my music tastes except for modern urban crap or modern jazz and metal.

[JamesSavik]

The Riddle of Me

 

I’m not weak because I’m gentle,

I’m in a tempest but I’m not tossed,

I’m not quite because I’m shy,

I’m not a loser because I lost.

 

 

Things aren’t what they seem with me,

I just want to love and be free

I am the enigma that you see

Bound by chains you can not see

Bearing scars that will not heal

Wondering what it is I feel

Wondering what it is that’s real

 

I’m not lost because I wander,

I’m not found because I’m home.

I’m not sad because I frown,

I’m not happy when I’m a clown.

 

 

Things aren’t what they seem with me,

I just want to live and be free

I am the enigma you see

Bound by chains you can not see

Bearing scars that will not heal

Wondering what it is I feel

Wondering what it is that’s real

 

I’m by myself but I’m not alone,

I’m alive but cold as stone,

I’m broken but not shattered,

Lost the only thing that mattered.

 

Things aren’t what they seem with me,

I just want to love and be free

I am the enigma you see

Bound by chains you can not see

Bearing scars that will not heal

Wondering what it is I feel

Wondering what it is that’s real

 

I’m alive but haven’t lived

I’ve lost so much but I want to give

The memory of your face

Is my only saving grace

I will be with you again

Where there is no fear

And no shadows fall.

Edited February 5, 2015 by jamessavik

[MrM]

Here's one I might post later as a poem. I actually wrote it as lyrics to the instrumental linked to this.

Joraan's Lament (The Memory Of Trees):

 

For the music to go along with Joraan's Lament go here:

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KIpt_BIrIzM

 

‘There lives still in my mind

a green kingdom of life

A land filled with my kind

All struck down in our strife

 

Warm light sifts through the leaves

In my memory of trees

 

From the North to the South

From the East To the West

From Shae'non to Du'blon

Was the Forest Av'lon

 

Birds sang of life by the day

Elves sang of love by the night

 

In my memory of trees

In my mind there yet lives

This world lost to my eyes

Through my tears I still see

 

Emerald light shines down so true

On my lost love that was once you

 

Golden leaves fall down around you

My lost love who has gone now

 

Forever

 

From the North to the South

From the East to the West

Verdant life burgeoned forth

This green land of the blessed

 

Ice winds fell from the sky

Mortal men begged to die

 

From the North to the South

From the East to the West

Our trees fell to our blades

Keeping men from their test

 

Smoke rose up to the gloom

Av'lon fell to her doom

 

Surrendered

 

There lives still in my mind

A long memory of trees

My deathless eyes can still see

What was swept by the tide

 

From the North to the South

From the East to the West

My eyes see without aid

Things that live on no more

 

I still see them. I can see them...’

 

James that was gorgeous and just as sad and full of loss as mine. 
Its hard having lived so long and through so much.

I can only hope it counts for something in the end.

Edited February 5, 2015 by MrM

[Puppilull]

Two takes on this. One mirrors my feelings, the other more our reality...

 

https://www.gayauthors.org/story/puppilull/puppilullspoetryprompts/5

[Headstall]

Here is my attempt at poetry prompts #3-lyrics

 

https://www.gayauthors.org/story/headstall/headstallspoetryprompts/7

[Puppilull]

Here is my attempt at poetry prompts #3-lyrics

 

https://www.gayauthors.org/story/headstall/headstallspoetryprompts/7

My first thought when I read your poem was of a meeting of lovers, but then I started thinking about taking the opportunity to spend time with an elderly parent or relative. To me, it has a sense of needing to capture the moment, catching it before time moves on and all is lost.