A rhyme for the position (Powerhouse creatives contest)
I was thinking that life is going so fast, and yet it's going perfectly
It’s hard to catch it except in the moment
Moment by moment it passes
And one day it will be gone
I almost feel like I want to put it in a box and take it with me when I go
But it's for one time only
And there's no second chance to do it again
Am I realising life for what it is?
Am I capturing the moments as they fly by?
Do I lay my love down when I dream?
Or do I embrace it and hold it to me every moment?
In the fire leap shadows and the rusty echoes of the dream source of desire, and inside the ears where the oceans spill their secrets, there lived an old black baguette, slowly rusting away, to nothing much at all really, and surrounded by the hole of a donut.
Over in the far corner was the consequential tea drinker who could not agree about the best mobile phone in the world, and so bought a cheap one just for show, and said: “I think I need to take a heart attack.”
The old black baguette didn’t care that much, it had dried raisins to eat if it got hungry, and the Umber frog to play with.
Santa Maria was looking after her teeth with sunflower seeds, but that was to be expected and anyway, it was a good day for drying.
So everybody was outside in their yards splashing water everywhere and singing custard songs of joy, as the old black baguette drifted off to sleep with a rhyme going through his mind…
If the big fat monkey jumps upside down
Inside the frown for half a crown
We shall let him have it.
And if the moon with the spoon
Comes to swoon at noon
Singing a tune
We won’t stand it its way.
And neither will we mind
If the car stuck in tar going far
With its heart on fire, smiles at us.
No, we shall not mind at all
When we fall where we fall
Singing hallelujah, and frightening crows away.
And if we sing out of date
Because we’re late of our fate
What does it matter?
With mustard for custard we shall be all smiles in the miles
Or sitting on the tiles; unless we’re ten feet under and
Mining for gold.
I can’t tell you in the swell
That my head’s on well
So make mine a double to keep me out of trouble.
I was the snake spread-eagled in the gum and trying to keep up with the mood music and the next curve coming through the door as I lay in the middle rubble of all my trouble and blowing bubbles.
That’s all, ladies and gentlemen. I shall never do rhymes ever again.
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I like the mustard and custard one. :) Always interesting to see the different takes on the contest, so happy to see what you put out into the mix from your own creative mind.
Thanks, but I'm not keep on rhymes, I just did this one for zord's contest
Well even not being your usual mode of creative expression, you still knocked it out with a solid entry!
I never tire of your words. You are a magical person. I still remember the first time I discovered you. You had tumbled from the ceiling or was it from the floor to the ceiling? It doesn't matter, that is the beauty of your world. The ceiling a much more interesting and logically intriguing place to venture t'wards if one indeed does find themselves in a tumble. Anyone can fall out of bed and land on the floor, but your ceiling tumble is a potential gateway to endless possibilities. Please keep the adventures coming. I appreciate them more than you know. I think. But that is presumptuous of me to assume what it is you may or may not know. But if perchance you didn't know or perhaps forgot. You are magical and you are important. Life can feel void of magic or even solace, but I know I can always find shelter in the world you weave with words. A retreat to somewhere. A place not void of reality but content to accept it in all of it's absurdity and turn it in it's head to get a look at it from another angle. Sometimes that is all that is required. A shuffling of furniture so to speak.
Thank you.
You are most welcome and I'm glad you like what I write, I shall endeavour to carry on...
@girlbeforethemirror
Greetings, coincidentally I am currently reading a book called "Windows of the Soul" and the author uses a story about a painting "The Girl at the Mirror" by "Norman Rockwell" as a base for the book.
When I saw your tag name it rang a bell somewhere here in the files of my mind.
Blessings!
Some very good stuff here once again my friend,
Takes one all over the magical places again.
Blessings and good luck with the contest!
Thank you my friend, but I have resigned, given my notice
No, no and once again no my friend. We cannot afford to lose your talent and let me tell you a story here.
Since 13 years of age I am an ardent fan of the Tottenham Hotspur football club. Most of my friends make a monkey out of me in public whenever my team goes and loses in a match against one of the very bottom end clubs. Yet at times we beat many of the top end clubs.
The easy thing for me to do is to resign and join one of their top end clubs.
But I haven't and will never my friend. I have packed their hurts in public away a very long time ago and I simply continue to do what I do.
The end result is that many have started to admire me for my loyalty.
The cause is always bigger than us my friend.
We sincerely hope that you will reconsider.
Blessings!
@wales & @papilloncharity,
The butterfly is right Wales. We fight together, win or lose. It's easier when it's the former, more important when the latter. Irrespective, we don't let dumb shit get in the way. Wales, shoot me a DM (Quillfire#7038). We need to chat in private.
Quill
and all the king's horses and all the king's men
couldn't put Humpty together again
@wales,
Neither all the King's horses nor all the King's men ... possessed duct tape. I do. :-)
Quill
I left the server. Been drinking alone for a very long time and am used to it now
Haha! You rhyme!! Who knew?
I know you hate it, but you do it so well, and it has some fun to it and I got a laugh out of it. :)
Well done, King of the mustard custard.
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Even if you miss capturing a moment, it's better than wasting one lamenting the past or fearing the future.
I like your rhymes. It's a nice, witty and humorous piece.
Thank you; you may now eat the other end of the snake
@wales,
Then you are a fool. Yet again, I find myself going back to read and re-read how you compose ideas. It is so different than how I do it ... meaning that there is always something of technique that I can learn (and steal). :-)
Well done.
Quill
Steal away, you'll never be me, and you'll never catch what you're looking for until you've completely cooked away
@wales,
Still awaiting you presence back on the farm.
Quill
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