Parker Owens Posted May 30, 2016 Posted May 30, 2016 A double cinquain ... Dawn comes with softening light and the night’s cool breeze that washes over heated skin at peace. A wren thrills merrily in the arbor, his song greeting to both his mate and the new day. I heard that wren this morning; the peace was in the dawn and in the song. You describe it perfectly here. Bravo, Dugh! 1
Popular Post dughlas Posted May 30, 2016 Popular Post Posted May 30, 2016 For weeks now I have been wanting to put thoughts to word and yet they would not come, despondent I put aside that desire and now ... this actually began as two spent lovers lying in the grass but the words moved and changed of their own accord to draw forth long forgotten memories ... Can you see them, these two boys, tired from a long summer's day at play now ... Entwined two lie sleeping in the sun dappled grass with hearts beating in measured time sprawled arms legs akimbo innocently at rest. ----- Since first learning of the cinquain the form has held a strong appeal. It's short measured flow seemed right for how I shaped thought to word. Now it has become like a favored toy. Something to be played with and twisted about to suit current need. Thank you for your kindnesses and forebearance as I play. I feel myself of little talent, like on to the sorcerer's apprentice, knowing just enough to be dangerous but lacking any true skill. Here I know you will not laugh or mock these small bits of myself I bring, to show and share. For this I thank you. Namaste. 6
Mikiesboy Posted May 30, 2016 Posted May 30, 2016 For weeks now I have been wanting to put thoughts to word and yet they would not come, despondent I put aside that desire and now ... this actually began as two spent lovers lying in the grass but the words moved and changed of their own accord to draw forth long forgotten memories ... Can you see them, these two boys, tired from a long summer's day at play now ... Entwined two lie sleeping in the sun dappled grass with hearts beating in measured time sprawled arms legs akimbo innocently at rest. ----- Since first learning of the cinquain the form has held a strong appeal. It's short measured flow seemed right for how I shaped thought to word. Now it has become like a favored toy. Something to be played with and twisted about to suit current need. Thank you for your kindnesses and forebearance as I play. I feel myself of little talent, like on to the sorcerer's apprentice, knowing just enough to be dangerous but lacking any true skill. Here I know you will not laugh or mock these small bits of myself I bring, to show and share. For this I thank you. Namaste. No, this is a safe place, dugh, but you sell yourself short. To me, my poems are me, they are my thoughts and feelings, my way of looking at the world and sorting it out. Your poems are beautiful and they tell me about you, and who you are, how you feel. So I hope you keep writing and sharing them. 4
Parker Owens Posted May 30, 2016 Posted May 30, 2016 For weeks now I have been wanting to put thoughts to word and yet they would not come, despondent I put aside that desire and now ... this actually began as two spent lovers lying in the grass but the words moved and changed of their own accord to draw forth long forgotten memories ... Can you see them, these two boys, tired from a long summer's day at play now ... Entwined two lie sleeping in the sun dappled grass with hearts beating in measured time sprawled arms legs akimbo innocently at rest. ----- Since first learning of the cinquain the form has held a strong appeal. It's short measured flow seemed right for how I shaped thought to word. Now it has become like a favored toy. Something to be played with and twisted about to suit current need. Thank you for your kindnesses and forebearance as I play. I feel myself of little talent, like on to the sorcerer's apprentice, knowing just enough to be dangerous but lacking any true skill. Here I know you will not laugh or mock these small bits of myself I bring, to show and share. For this I thank you. Namaste. I agree entirely with Tim. You have a marvelous gift for description. This is real skill. Besides, your poetry appeals to me. If you can feel that, too, please, please continue to share your thoughts and ideas in verse. 3
Emi GS Posted May 30, 2016 Posted May 30, 2016 For weeks now I have been wanting to put thoughts to word and yet they would not come, despondent I put aside that desire and now ... this actually began as two spent lovers lying in the grass but the words moved and changed of their own accord to draw forth long forgotten memories ... Can you see them, these two boys, tired from a long summer's day at play now ... Entwined two lie sleeping in the sun dappled grass with hearts beating in measured time sprawled arms legs akimbo innocently at rest. ----- Since first learning of the cinquain the form has held a strong appeal. It's short measured flow seemed right for how I shaped thought to word. Now it has become like a favored toy. Something to be played with and twisted about to suit current need. Thank you for your kindnesses and forebearance as I play. I feel myself of little talent, like on to the sorcerer's apprentice, knowing just enough to be dangerous but lacking any true skill. Here I know you will not laugh or mock these small bits of myself I bring, to show and share. For this I thank you. Namaste. I definitely agree with Tim. Poetry resembles you and the nature of how you think. I too play with forms sometime, but I won't name them with form and enjoy the poem as it is. So don't worry, and trust me on this they won't mind... And this poem of your's is very natural in a way to say. Why don't you write Haiku or Tanka, as they shows exact picture in words. Just a suggestion! 1
Mikiesboy Posted May 30, 2016 Posted May 30, 2016 I definitely agree with Tim. Poetry resembles you and the nature of how you think. I too play with forms sometime, but I won't name them with form and enjoy the poem as it is. So don't worry, and trust me on this they won't mind... And this poem of your's is very natural in a way to say. Why don't you write Haiku or Tanka, as they shows exact picture in words. Just a suggestion! Emi, dugh's written lots of haiku, it's buried in pages here and on COTT. That's why he (you dugh!) should become an author, so he can post all his lovely poems in one place. 3
dughlas Posted May 30, 2016 Posted May 30, 2016 I'm thinkin' about it. But for now the words are running at break-neck pace ... one bit ends and the next starts, sometimes two at once, it seems the damn dam has burst. I can't write fast enough and I'm losing some ... 3
Mikiesboy Posted May 30, 2016 Posted May 30, 2016 I'm thinkin' about it. But for now the words are running at break-neck pace ... one bit ends and the next starts, sometimes two at once, it seems the damn dam has burst. I can't write fast enough and I'm losing some ... write them on paper or in word and then post them here.. but take author status please!!!
Defiance19 Posted May 30, 2016 Posted May 30, 2016 For weeks now I have been wanting to put thoughts to word and yet they would not come, despondent I put aside that desire and now ... this actually began as two spent lovers lying in the grass but the words moved and changed of their own accord to draw forth long forgotten memories ... Can you see them, these two boys, tired from a long summer's day at play now ... Entwined two lie sleeping in the sun dappled grass with hearts beating in measured time sprawled arms legs akimbo innocently at rest. ----- Since first learning of the cinquain the form has held a strong appeal. It's short measured flow seemed right for how I shaped thought to word. Now it has become like a favored toy. Something to be played with and twisted about to suit current need. Thank you for your kindnesses and forebearance as I play. I feel myself of little talent, like on to the sorcerer's apprentice, knowing just enough to be dangerous but lacking any true skill. Here I know you will not laugh or mock these small bits of myself I bring, to show and share. For this I thank you. Namaste. I agree with all the above Dugh... I feel your words, I see the images. I have yet to be not moved by the simplest thought you express, and I do so love your expression.. So, yes please go author Red.. Please.. 2
dughlas Posted May 30, 2016 Posted May 30, 2016 write them on paper or in word and then post them here.. but take author status please!!! As you wish ... now to decide what to post first ... you do know that I'm frightened by this whole thing. It used to be I'd share something with you my friends from time to time, now everyone and anyone can see ... 2
Defiance19 Posted May 30, 2016 Posted May 30, 2016 As you wish ... now to decide what to post first ... you do know that I'm frightened by this whole thing. It used to be I'd share something with you my friends from time to time, now everyone and anyone can see ... I so get that.. But there's a lot of hand holding when you need it.. Tons on encouragement and deep wells of support.. Welcome to the Red! 2
Mikiesboy Posted May 30, 2016 Posted May 30, 2016 (edited) As you wish ... now to decide what to post first ... you do know that I'm frightened by this whole thing. It used to be I'd share something with you my friends from time to time, now everyone and anyone can see ...That's great.. i know how you feel and though lots of people see, I still just write for me and a few friends ... And you often post on status update ... lots of people see those! Edited May 30, 2016 by Mikiesboy 2
Site Administrator Valkyrie Posted May 30, 2016 Site Administrator Posted May 30, 2016 Since first learning of the cinquain the form has held a strong appeal. It's short measured flow seemed right for how I shaped thought to word. Now it has become like a favored toy. Something to be played with and twisted about to suit current need. Thank you for your kindnesses and forebearance as I play. I feel myself of little talent, like on to the sorcerer's apprentice, knowing just enough to be dangerous but lacking any true skill. Here I know you will not laugh or mock these small bits of myself I bring, to show and share. For this I thank you. Namaste. I'm so glad to see you join the red, dughlas. You have a real knack for poetry and it will be nice to see them all in one place. Your poem reminds me of a photo that my mom took when I was a kid. It's of me and my best friend at time. She had slept over and we both slept on sleeping bags on the floor. Somehow we ended up with our legs all entangled, out to the world. Thanks for the memory. 5
Headstall Posted May 30, 2016 Posted May 30, 2016 As you wish ... now to decide what to post first ... you do know that I'm frightened by this whole thing. It used to be I'd share something with you my friends from time to time, now everyone and anyone can see ... I understand the fear, but it will be overcome by the welcome you will feel... a little trepidation at every posting is to be expected because you are sharing a little piece of yourself, and that's a good thing... thank you for coming out into the light, my friend... Gary... 4
Site Moderator Reader1810 Posted May 30, 2016 Site Moderator Posted May 30, 2016 As you wish ... now to decide what to post first ... you do know that I'm frightened by this whole thing. It used to be I'd share something with you my friends from time to time, now everyone and anyone can see ... I'm glad you're going to share what you write Dugh. I've always found your passages, be they short or long, to be wise, thoughtful, full of warmth and caring. 2
Parker Owens Posted May 30, 2016 Posted May 30, 2016 Dugh, I too took a very long time to join as an author. Some of the many people posting here today encouraged me to change that. How wonderful that you have become an Author, too. What you have written is so very wonderful. 4
Emi GS Posted May 30, 2016 Posted May 30, 2016 As you wish ... now to decide what to post first ... you do know that I'm frightened by this whole thing. It used to be I'd share something with you my friends from time to time, now everyone and anyone can see ... We all have been gone through that Dugh, so don't worry. We all are here to support you. And Welcome to the Pack...
Parker Owens Posted May 30, 2016 Posted May 30, 2016 We all have been gone through that Dugh, so don't worry. We all are here to support you. And Welcome to the Pack... Hear, hear.
Emi GS Posted May 31, 2016 Posted May 31, 2016 Finally, I have uploaded(OMG! Its already a month is over) the remaining poems of NaPoWriMo-2016. And they will be live a poem per every twelve hours... https://www.gayauthors.org/story/the-eminent-mgk/napowrimo-2016_MGK
Parker Owens Posted May 31, 2016 Posted May 31, 2016 Hooray, Emi! And here are my two sonnets for the end of May. https://www.gayauthors.org/story/parker-owens/occasionalpoetry/27 1
dughlas Posted May 31, 2016 Posted May 31, 2016 Hooray, Emi! And here are my two sonnets for the end of May. https://www.gayauthors.org/story/parker-owens/occasionalpoetry/27 They're good.
Former Member Posted June 1, 2016 Author Posted June 1, 2016 So I posted two more poems today...find them here. https://www.gayauthors.org/story/parker-owens/occasionalpoetry/26 I have been very busy and absent (and absent minded) lately... They're brilliant poems, Parker!
Former Member Posted June 1, 2016 Author Posted June 1, 2016 So this morning as the pup and I were walking we encountered three young men preparing for their morning run. It was early, just past dawn and dressed in nothing but running shorts and shoes they were stretching to loosen lean muscles and then ... They ran As young hounds might When coursing, sun dappled lissome forms move with an easy grace they ran. It's been a while since I posted hope this is deemed worthy. I'm really glad you started posting your poems, Dugh. They've very evocative and good 1
Former Member Posted June 1, 2016 Author Posted June 1, 2016 A double cinquain ... Dawn comes with softening light and the night’s cool breeze that washes over heated skin at peace. A wren thrills merrily in the arbor, his song greeting to both his mate and the new day. I really like the second one - the emotional tie-in of singing to please the beloved moves my heart amidst the strong images. Beautiful. I also admire that your poetry avoids that 'lost in translation' aspect I think of as haiku-speak, but I've diatribed on that subject already in a previous posting Very good work, Dugh, and as I said, I'm pleased as punch you are posting them for a wider audience as well. 1
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