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Re: Sticky: MWC Attempt to Write the Longest Poem in the English Language
« Reply #180 on: December 10, 2007, 05:58:51 AM »
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So what is it about? Must we know to be complete? And does
Not knowing, not completing, mean that we have failed?
I have no doubt I will be taken in the middle of something:
There will be things unfinished, that have been occupying
My mind. As the joke doctor says, telling the patient the true state
Of things, ĎWell, just donít go starting any serials.í We are all
Terminally ill, only most of us donít realise it. In so-called dying
Interruption is unavoidable. We are always going to be
On the way to finishing some job, some book, some poem. I suspect
That our dreams will then finish them for us, that we probably
Exist in a dreamlike state in between lives; we never really die
But only live without form, until we choose to take on another, and
Show ourselves again, like the invisible man taking on discarded
Clothing. Consciousness is the sensation of skin against soul:
In the new beginning a chafing and a confining feeling that makes
Us cry and lash out with feet and arms against this now strange
Indignity. Then, gradually, still tied umbilically to our dreams,
We drift back towards them, as when our bodies live we return
Each day to physical life. Each sleep now is another welcome death,
Though these grow shorter: as our new life reaches out from
Springtime into summer, we yearn less for the dream world we
Remember. The wave swells towards yet another peak, the sound and
Might of it washing over our child memories and our infant
Understanding: we are carried with it into the certainty of our
Physical being. The clothed spirit feels at one with time and thinks
That this is all there is, this rising sense of being, this power, this
Novelty. It is only at night that, unclothed again, it dreams its true
Living and, like a returning exile, again reaches inwards towards home.






« Last Edit: December 10, 2007, 06:00:49 AM by Allie »

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Re: Sticky: MWC Attempt to Write the Longest Poem in the English Language
« Reply #181 on: December 10, 2007, 06:18:26 AM »

Lin MWC the Netherlands

I reach inwards to my heart and discover
There is nothing more rewarding
Or appealing than to look him in the eyes
Your breath is stopped short, he looks back,
He knows, he doesn't speak, just stares,
Talking to me in facial expression
Looking upwards to the sky, arms reaching,
If he could speak he would tell me stories.
He cannot express in words how he feels
I have to assume he is well and happy
I show my teeth and he replies with a kiss
That says "I love you". I just know
I just know, time after time he means it
He is holding tight, clinging to my sweatshirt
Staring me in the eyes, how else could I know
How he feels, those eyes are everything.

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Re: Sticky: MWC Attempt to Write the Longest Poem in the English Language
« Reply #182 on: December 10, 2007, 11:42:15 AM »
Gyppo:  MWC:  UK

Those eyes are everything.
Forget the glib lies,
the mendicant's whine
of the professional beggar.
Those you can ignore,
'Walking by on the other side'
with a clear conscience.
Or soothing a little unease by saying
"Someone else will help."

But the right kind of eyes
will trap you from across the street,
reach out from a darkened doorway,
peer from a bundle of rags
huddled under a bridge support,
and pin you like a butterfly
on a corkboard.
Sometimes there really is no choice.
Samaritans have no alternative.

Those are the times you have to stop,
times which transcend 'common sense',
when 'common humanity' wins.
When the stench of the streets,
the waft of alcohol,
the grey skin,
the hurrying footsteps
and averted eyes of others
just don't count anymore.

It's not always money they want,
though it's always useful.
A shared burger,
a bit of a joke,
a bit of your time.
Just a simple acknowledgement
of their existence sometimes.
It's more than 'the street people'
ever normally get.

They say we are all just one
pay-cheque away from the streets,
and it's a long climb back.
So throw a coin in the beggars hat,
give him the Big Mac you can't finish,
but remember to smile.
Smile to hide the knowledge
that the roles could be reversed,
and the the eyes in the doorway
could so easily be yours.     
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Re: Sticky: MWC Attempt to Write the Longest Poem in the English Language
« Reply #183 on: January 15, 2008, 10:34:07 AM »
Lin - Amsterdam ArtisZoo MWC Member

The eyes in the doorway said it all
She looked at me and smiled
Holding out her hand I touched it
For the first time.  A gentle touch,
A kiss to say she liked me.
I know the feeling well.
We held fingers for a while
Her brown eyes met mine
Peeking from behind that doorway
With open bars and the warm straw
She laid down beside me,
Blowing me kisses I loved her
Truly.  Feeling my nose she pouted
Then giggled and my heart was in awe
As a tear fell down my cold cheeks.

I know you aren't where you belong
But the joy you gave me was beyond
Any feeling I have ever known
I will vow for the rest of my days
To fight for your freedom
Your passions and your rights
To live as you should live
Your destiny is not in the zoo
But out there in the rainforest
I will stand up for you - I promise.
Your loving friend -Lin x x x


« Last Edit: January 15, 2008, 10:37:59 AM by Lin »

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Re: Sticky: MWC Attempt to Write the Longest Poem in the English Language
« Reply #184 on: January 23, 2008, 10:14:23 AM »
Lin - MWC Member The Netherlands

I promise to share a brand new year
With all my family and friends
I promise not to make mistakes
On all the things that have gone before
I hope to make a brand new start
With promises I can fulfil
And make a difference to my world
By slimming down, yet another
New Year's Resolution
That I never fulfil,  try as I might
I promise to do it again.

Windy days and cold dark mornings
I await the end of January
When my world begins to awaken
The evenings are just gently
Opening up to Spring
And there, before me, is the last snow
Before the ducks get fatter
And the insects begin to emerge
From the straws I put out last year
I promise once again to enjoy myself
A year of creation and helping others.

So let us try harder in 2008
To breathe the fresher air of life
Embrace the souls of the land
Enjoy the chatter of the birds
As we have always promised ourselves
Some time to reflect and time to love.
We have a future, use it wisely
Love thy neighbour as thyself
It was said.  I do, I try so hard
But my neighbours are at war
Can they promise to stop and reflect?



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Re: Sticky: MWC Attempt to Write the Longest Poem in the English Language
« Reply #185 on: January 23, 2008, 11:03:39 AM »
MWC: thatollie, East Anglia UK

Can they promise to stop and reflect?
Gaze upon themselves without ego,
and see the beauty of their enemies.
Is it ever a case of winners and losers?
Never make a decision standing up.

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Re: Sticky: MWC Attempt to Write the Longest Poem in the English Language
« Reply #186 on: February 22, 2008, 12:50:10 PM »
MWC: Allea: Manitoba, Canada

Winners or losers,
Heroes or anti-heroes?
Which contains more worth
in the end when we stand
at the bridge of limbo
compelled forward by
the clock whose mechanics
are the only thing eternal?
« Last Edit: February 22, 2008, 06:59:51 PM by Jethika »
There are a lot of things I wish I would have done, instead of just sitting around and complaining about having a boring life. So I pretty much like to make it up. I'd rather tell a story about somebody else.
-- Kurt Cobain

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Re: Sticky: MWC Attempt to Write the Longest Poem in the English Language
« Reply #187 on: March 22, 2008, 09:53:15 PM »
MWC:  Gyppo:  UK

Compelled forward by genetics
my two girls lead very different lives.

The eldest, an 'Earth Mother' type,
loves working with children.
Children with problems, better still.
She's been there,
knows how they feel,
sometimes still feels it herself.
But she's at Uni too,
one day a week,
driven by the urge to learn.
A day without new knowledge,
or a decent bite of cake,
is a day wasted.

The youngest is more academic,
studying law and 'lovin' it'.
She learns more easily,
at home with abstract concepts, 
but still pushes herself to learn more.
But recently she's discovered crochet,
an unexpected craft skill
burgeoning in those short fingers
which look so 'unhandy'.
She's planning to sell her work,
so that's genetics too ;-)

Two girls, so different
yet so alike.
A reminder my wife and I
made more than just love together.
Stubby artisan's fingers,
enquiring minds,
appreciation of worth,
and the souls of poets.

My website is currently having a holiday, but will return like the $6,000,000 man.  Bigger, stronger, etc.

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Re: Sticky: MWC Attempt to Write the Longest Poem in the English Language
« Reply #188 on: March 22, 2008, 09:57:25 PM »
MWC: thatollie: UK

And the soul's of poets.
rejected the bodies, useless husks.

Drifting about the ether,
downloaded - evolved.

Hacking into endless thought.
..// Join us.
Never make a decision standing up.

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Re: Sticky: MWC Attempt to Write the Longest Poem in the English Language
« Reply #189 on: April 08, 2008, 04:17:20 PM »
MWC: Solitaire: USA

Join us
In thought that drifts
Beyond the Moon
Beyond the Sun
In thought that skims
the very edge of the universe

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Re: Sticky: MWC Attempt to Write the Longest Poem in the English Language
« Reply #190 on: April 08, 2008, 04:48:15 PM »
MWC: Dynodreamer: Canada

In thought tempered with need
directed by the rote from safe harbors
Washing- cleansing, amidst the sands of time
One horizon- blues to greys, and mauve to orange
The dream can touch it - even ride
The vapors of itís random glide
The difference between theory and practice is that in theory there isnít any - Yogi Berra
[Ask a Doctor when he feels he might quit practicing Medicine and work on theory!]

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Re: Sticky: MWC Attempt to Write the Longest Poem in the English Language
« Reply #191 on: May 14, 2008, 03:46:33 PM »
MWC - Lin The Netherlands


And the colours of the dream,
Were guarded by angels calling
Words of wisdom and warning
Me of times to come, the future
Of mankind and the earthquakes.
There is no end to the rocking
And people are lost in complete darkness,
Trapped inside the cupboard where once
They took shelter, and now they are dead.

I found him, a doll in his hand, his mouth
Open to say the next word, his heart
Stopped before we could say goodbye.
Clutching the handle on the wardrobe door
His life was taken and all the others, calling
To be saved, the shouts became softer
Until one night, there was no sound at all,
The knocking ceased and no-one came
The water flooded in and rushed along the hall.

The dream and the angels became reality
The screams were dying too, and me ?
I tried to move,but no-one came and I screamed
"Is there anyone there at all?"
They didn't come, and terrified as I might be
I told myself not to die yet
They might save me, for all its worth
I will stay alive so I can tell the story,
The day the rocking came, and I was all alone.

I heard  the voices along the hallway.
Underneath the beam which once held the roof
I heard his last sigh, I said "hang in there
Don't die yet, we will be saved together"
We were going to be heroes and come out smiling
As he sighed his last sigh, the doll, still on his chest
Stopped rising and falling as I had seen
All I could see was a six year old sleeping his last sleep
I only had to wait a little longer and it would all be over








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Re: Sticky: MWC Attempt to Write the Longest Poem in the English Language
« Reply #192 on: May 18, 2008, 11:44:08 PM »
Tristan MWC Australia

It was around this time
that god tried to get me on his side
it was somewhere between his first and last lie
He expected a change in character time and face
But it was to late to save this damned soul from grace
God tried to get me on his side, somewhere between his first and last lie

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Re: Sticky: MWC Attempt to Write the Longest Poem in the English Language
« Reply #193 on: May 29, 2008, 12:16:24 AM »
Helen MWC UK


Then I felt my heart heave
Grace is a gift.
Free, free, free!

There is still a chance
even for me.

With eyes open wide
I raise my hands to the sky
Breath in creation and breath out a sigh.

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Re: Sticky: MWC Attempt to Write the Longest Poem in the English Language
« Reply #194 on: June 14, 2008, 08:40:49 AM »
Temporary note of rules - this will be removed after each contribution is successfully posted:

Any poetic device is permissible, with the exception that there should not be more than two end rhymes in any one contribution.

Please do not give your contribution a title, as it is part of the whole Longest Poem.

Each new contribution should be headed up as follows: MWC:Contributor's ID:location.

Contributions should be a minimum of two lines, with no maximum.

The first line of each individual contribution should be loosely linked to the contribution above in some way, with the aim of unifying the whole poem. This can be done by:

  repetition of a noun, verb, adjective or adverb from the last two lines of the previous contribution;

  repetition of the last line of the previous contribution, or a phrase from the last line;

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  by clear and obvious continuation of an idea in the last four lines of the previous contribution.