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The last Shakespearean role I played was Prospero in The Tempest. Today’s J-words remind me of his magical island where he sometimes felt unable to control fairies like Ariel who could cast spells that either blessed or cursed the recipients with their…
”Awesome Powers”
While an ounce of prevention
may be worth quite a lot,
it’s a normal question
to wonder what we’ve got
when the island’s faeries
demand a cure for a hex,
and we haven’t a breeze
(or a wheeze)
that checks a vex.
~ OMK
"Negotiation"
Sally took a firm stand
with her unusual demand:
loving sea and sand and getting tanned
she wanted to live on a warm island.
Her husband, who was quite formal,
found her extravagance pretty normal.
So he responded with a smile
and said, "We'll go to one for a while."
By offering his wife an ounce
he knew she'd see what counts.
She would see her demand was dumb
while his response was pretty awesome.
So they visited an island nation
and enjoyed a glorious vacation.
I wonder what was dumb about Sally’s desire,
or why hubby was so sure it would transpire
that she’d somehow see why her love of the light
would darken & pass.
Would turn into a night
in her soul. Alas!
Mayhap he’ll be proved wrong
and their vacation of glory
will end in a song
and a quite different story!
~ OMK
The way I often hear it
writing poems depends on one's spirit.
Some poets think life is magic,
while others consider it tragic.
A poem can conjure up joy,
or remind one of things that annoy.
But happily poets have freedom
to select those that feed and succeed them.
The important thing is their choice
to speak in their favorite voice.
Regardless of one’s world view,
whether filled with cheer or sad,
a duty one mustn’t rue
(an onus that’s not too bad)
is owed to the reader--
wouldn’t you have said?--
to follow the feeder
with which you yourself led?
If one sees a view as “normal”
but also pretty “dumb,”
the disconnect in form’ll
grate, unless a poet’ll come
out with her private rationale.
Help a poor reader: Be a pal!
~ OMK
Well, why not just accept
that your poet friend is not adept.
She might be very wary
to be writing about a fairie,
and would worry that a pretext
might make her vulnerable to a hex. (whatever that is)
She finds poetry pretty hard
and that makes her a lousy bard.
So give your friend a break,
she deserves a (virtual) piece of cake.
Ah, that’s the excuse
lazy folk use.
I've seen too much talent
to simply relent.
~ OMK
Sorry, Misty, but I have too much respect for your brain and skill to buy that. I was merely pointing out that your verse today left some incomplete, even contradictory, thoughts. Not because we have different poetic visions, but because the words seemed to be aiming in different directions. If I am mis-reading them I beg your pardon.
~ OMK
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