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Tuesday, March 2, 2010

Clarrie's Cornered RWP 116

This week's prompt is photo ' Charon ' by h koppdelaney








Clarrie's Cornered

this is my comeuppance
washed up on a poetry blog boat
swallowing oceans of verbal sludge
onanistic tortured angst ridden verse
deafened by the sound of breast beating
headed for the VIP section
of agony aunt's poetry hell

a cube in San Bruno looks good
a beach at Byron looks better
Too late
I've overdosed on classical allusion
overblown lexicon and linguistic flagellation

what's worse is that bitch Fairy Moans
nicked my Mardi Gras outfit
an art piece eight months in the making
and buried me in a three piece suit
deliberately making me look like
the Reverend Fred Nile

Hommage a Michel Serrault 1928 - 2007


Your brilliance dazzled
Your versatility enviable
But it was your warmth
Your warmth
True charm
Your compassion
Your humour
Your dignity
Your sadness
that struck chords
And sparked flints
from the hardest hearts
You were a beacon
in a sea of grey
A reassuring soft embrace
Parce qu'avec toi je suis bien
Tu me manques Michel

The following are the lyrics from a delightful duet Michel Serrault sings from the movie 'Le Papillon' (2002)
It is in question answer form.
The translation is available with the video clip on you tube. However there is no need for a translation as the music and the sound of the language have a meaning of their own to a
responsive ear.

To View the duet... You tube... Le Papillon MTV 3


Le Papillon

Porquoi les poules pondent des oeufs?
Pour que les oeufs fassent des poules
Pourquoi les amoureux s'embrassent
C'est pour les pigeons roucoulentItalic
Pourqoui les jolis fleurs se fanent?
Parce que ca fait partie du charm
Pourquoi le diable et le bon Dieu?
C'est pour faire parler les curieux

Pourquoi le feu brule le bois?
C'est pour bien rechauffeur nos coeurs orItalic
Pourquoi la mer se retire ?
C'est pour qu'on lui dise 'Encore'
Pourquoi le soleil disparait
Pour l'autre partie du decor
Pourquoi le diable et le bon Dieu
C'est pour parler les curieux

Porquoi le loup mange l'agneau?
Parce qu'il faut bien se nourrir
Pourquoi le lievre et la tortue?
Parce que rien ne sert de courir
Pourquoi les anges ont ils des ailes?
Pour nous faire croire au Pere Noel
Porquoi le diable et le bon Dieu?
C'est pour parler les curieux

Pourqoui notre coeur fait tic-tac?
Parce que la pluie fait flic flac
Pourquoi le temps passe si vite?
Parce que le vent lui rend visite
Pourquoi tu me prends par la main?
Parce qu'avec toi je suis bien
Pourquoi le diable et le bon Dieu?
C'est pour faire parler et curieux

Sing along and enjoy!

















Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Rall's Thursday Wordle Weekly Competition 2

Professor B Pear found it difficult to choose a winner because of the very high standard(hmmmpf smirk) of the contestants.The deciding factor was the winning contestant's innovative approach to linguistics by creating a new language called Franglish ( a combination of French and English.)
So congratulations to Doctor FTSE (affectionately known as Footsie) who will now be a contestant in the semi finals which will take place in the 5th week of the competition.
Doctor FTSE spends his spare time searching for and collecting words that are scattered over the moors of northern England.

Here is the wordle for this week:

tone, crespuscular, praise, exquisite, puff, invoke, contralto, allure, mousse, night

So, goodluck everyone and happy wordling!

I Believe

RWP Prompt 115: Write a list of what you believe in.

This horrendous song came to mind immediately.It is one of those songs that you can never forget because it is invasive and sticks to you like a fish hook.
I dedicate this poem to AUSTIN CARPENTER inventor of blu tak.
I do hope this is not one of his favourite songs and that he likes parody.





I Believe

I believe that every drop of rain that falls,a flower grows
Hardly ever in Australia

I believe that somewhere in the darkest night a candle glows
Don't be bloody stupid,not with our fire regulations

I believe that everyone who goes astray,someone will come to show the way
Of course, and just when you're having the best time ever

I believe
fervently in Austin Carpenter inventor of blu tak
I believe
that the four people who wrote this song should apologise

I believe above the storm the smallest prayer will still be heard
Well then how come my neighbour is still performing piano butchery

I believe that someone in the great somewhere hears every word
If that's the case he must be tone deaf

Every time I hear a new born baby cry or touch a leaf or see the sky
I realise how terribly mawkish this all is

Then I know why I believe
this song sounds as if it has been written by a committee





Friday, February 19, 2010

Rall's Thursday Wordle Weekly Competition

This Weeks Wordle.

superlative,wound, prior, solid, bottom, patches, concupiscence, charge, extirpate, pipe.

The challenge is to use all the words in a short verse ( the shorter the better) making some sort of sense and magical poetry. The weekly winners will proceed to a semi final of a 15 wordle. The final between two competitors will be a 25 wordle.The winner of this will receive a prize. A condition of accepting the prize is the winner must take a photograph of himself/herself with the prize which will be displayed on my blog!

So good luck everyone.Only one competitor so far, so she has probably got the camera set up already!

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Hades

The challenge of the wordle for me is to use all the words in as short a verse possible. Great fun.
Anyone up for a weekly challenge?You have to use all the words and it must be short.

Hades

No patter of little feet
or birdsong in this grim dungeon
The King's face had the patina
of dark decayed red eggshells
He wore a frosted crown of bent rusty nails
and with a lubricious leer muttered
snatches of foreign verse and fiction
punctuated by intermittent staccato screeches
sounds that resembled a panic stricken frog
being bludgeoned with a hacksaw or footlocker

RWP 114 Wordle
footlocker ,hacksaw, frog ,panic, fiction, muttered ,lubricious, nails, crown, frosted
eggshells,red,decay, patter

Sunday, February 14, 2010

A Poem For Valentine's Day


Getting Ready For French Lessons

It's Valentine's Day
I'm getting ready
for my French Lesson
Monsieur says I need
to practise my pronunciation
by rolling my tongue around an icecream
and growling rrrrs like Eartha Kitt
We always start the lesson with the same
tedious old song 'je t'aime moi non plus'
He says that if I dress in the French style
it will accelerate my learning
Sometimes I wonder if black stockings
will really improve my French