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jomoco

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When I first joined AS.COM, I used to enjoy reading some of Ralph's threads and replies in which he woud tend to wax poetic on the joys and beauties of climbing for a living.

So to lighten things up a bit in the Off Topic section, where some threads have gotten a bit acrimonious lately, I thought I would kick off a poetry thread in a humble attempt to start of the New Year on a more friendly topic.

Now the following poem was penned by me way back in 82 when I was a young brash 23 years old, and it was meant to be somewhat of a layered riddle for the reader to unlock and decipher.

Mr. Space and Mrs. Time


While strolling the corridors of my mind I happened upon Mr. Space and Mrs. Time

Greetings! I cried with hands held high, but something seemed wrong for they would not reply, could it be a tear he just wiped from her eye?

Suddenly I found myself down on my knees, somehow knowing it important that I try to appease

Is there some reason you heed not my call? I whispered as another tear began to fall

Finally he turned and I cowered from the light as bright as noon sky, there is good reason was his noble reply, that you should know why my lady doth cry

For the universe is vast and good company rare, I beg you to love one another and be more willing to share

For tis a lonely fate just the sky and I, as when you are gone my lady will die



Any other poem lovers interested in sharing their efforts or favorite poems?

Surely gloom and doom need not rule the coming year!

jomoco
 
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Here's one I wrote when I was 23.

Painted Ears​

Drifting through the night,
a sound carries,
thoughts irrevocable,
dreams though lovely.
A throbbing, crushing beat
paced by the breeze and guided by stars,
fuels this inaudible, invisible song,
till guitar strings rasp and break.
Suddenly the song is clear,
ringing through the night,
like an old lost friend,
until now unknown.
Realization sings its own tune,
and ignorance will never again grasp
my mind, for now I know,
guitar strings always are breaking.

The most beautiful song,
is played on broken strings,
and if you listen with painted ears,
you’ll hear, never to be deaf again.

While the dreamer strums his tune.
 
jomoco

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The Inventor
R. W. Emerson
-- The Muse Among the Motors (1900-1930)

Time and Space decreed his lot,
But little Man was quick to note:
When Time and Space said Man might not,
Bravely he answered, "Nay! I mote."

I looked on old New England.
Time and Space stood fast.
Men built altars to Distance
At every mile they passed.

Yet sleek with oil, a Force was hid
Making mock of all they did,
Ready at the appointed hour
To yield up to Prometheus
The secular and well-drilled Power
The Gods secreted thus.

And over high Wantastiquet
Emulous my lightnings ran,
Unregarded but afret,
To fall in with my plan.

I beheld two ministries,
One of air and one of earth --
At a thought I married these,
And my New Age came to birth!

For rarely my purpose errs
Though oft it seems to pause,
And rods and cylinders
Obey my planets' laws.

Oil I drew from the well,
And Franklin's spark from its blue;
Time and Distance fell,
And Man went forth anew.

On the prairie and in the street
So long as my chariots roll
I bind wings to Adam's feet,
And, presently, to his soul!
 
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This from a couple years ago.

History repeating itself in one hundred year cycles

The age of the robber barons dawning once again

Consolidation of wealth and power into the hands of just a few

Actors on our political stage proclaim we did it all for you

While backstage they slap each others backs and congratulate themselves

Their's an uneasy heaven our's a daily hell

The guillotine so sharp and glistening winds up to the top

The bright eyed peasants befouled and grimy cheer it as it drops

While high above the moon shines brightly indifferent to our plight


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Depends on who wants to know, and why.
When I first joined AS.COM, I used to enjoy reading some of Ralph's threads and replies in which he woud tend to wax poetic on the joys and beauties of climbing for a living.

So to lighten things up a bit in the Off Topic section, where some threads have gotten a bit acrimonious lately, I thought I would kick off a poetry thread in a humble attempt to start of the New Year on a more friendly topic.

Now the following poem was penned by me way back in 82 when I was a young brash 23 years old, and it was meant to be somewhat of a layered riddle for the reader to unlock and decipher.

Mr. Space and Mrs. Time


While strolling the corridors of my mind I happened upon Mr. Space and Mrs. Time

Greetings! I cried with hands held high, but something seemed wrong for they would not reply, could it be a tear he just wiped from her eye?

Suddenly I found myself down on my knees, somehow knowing it important that I try to appease

Is there some reason you heed not my call? I whispered as another tear began to fall

Finally he turned and I cowered from the light as bright as noon sky, there is good reason was his noble reply, that you should know why my lady doth cry

For the universe is vast and good company rare, I beg you to love one another and be more willing to share

For tis a lonely fate just the sky and I, as when you are gone my lady will die



Any other poem lovers interested in sharing their efforts or favorite poems?

Surely gloom and doom need not rule the coming year!

jomoco

Nice poem.

Who are you, and what did you do with Jomoco?
 
jomoco

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My favorite poets have all died young, a few of them unknown.


The Last Battle
If it should be that I grow frail and weak
and pain should keep me from my sleep.
Then you must do what must be done.
For this - the last battle- can't be won.
You will be sad I understand.
Don't let grief then stay your hand.
For on this day, more than the rest.
Your love and friendship must stand the test.
We have had so many happy years,
what's to come can hold no fears.
You'd not want me to suffer, so,
When the time comes, please let me go.
Take me to where my needs they'll tend.
Only, stay with me till the end.
And hold me firm and speak to me
Until my eyes no longer see.
I know in time you will agree
it is a kindness you do to me.
Although my tail it's last has waved.
From pain and suffering I have been saved.
Don't grieve that it must be you
who has decided this thing to do.
We've been so close--we two--these years.
Don't let your heart hold any tears.
-Author Unknown-
 
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We the living
Comprise the canvas
On which miracles are made real

We the withering
Blind and abandoned
Flawed and unable to heal

We the inheritors
Who lack understanding
Of our father's compassionate will

We the children
With horizons expanding
From within fusing with zeal

We the images
Torn and refracting
Slowly forming a heaven fulfilled

Jomoco
 
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An infallible lie detector
Behind your eyes waiting
Exposure to the lord's lever
The long prayed for enabling

A worldly catalyst
Universally prying
The truth from sadists
Smug criminals lying

Proof of his hand
Proof of his making's
Throughout every land
Suddenly awakening

Divine intent becomes known
A societal metamorphosis
An inner light being shown
A foundational truth in focus

The true value of honesty
The power of transparency
The closing proximity
To an overlooked army

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The stark difference between
Profits maximized and realized
Time's anchor binds and capsizes

The choice is your's
Your FreeWill is intact
Free to refuse consider or act

There at our beginning
Here steering our end
Guiding us all as we transcend

That unmistakeable trait
Overwhelming proof of divinity
Reaches from our past catalytically

Mortality our burden
Left to either cure it or die
We the flawed learning to fly

Time slays mortals
Reptiles and amphibians
We the images being aligned again

A two staged evolution
Mankind but a grub chewing
Behold our Father's wings emerging

Jomoco
 
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Of mortal flaws
Scientific causes
Stark graven testaments

Limited days
Sinful ways
Sources of shame made evident

Eyes not seeing
Ears disbelieving
Minds starved into putrescence

Severed circles
Unfulfilled miracles
Bereft orphaned irrelevance

Predicted salvation
Divine holy equations
Our creator's subtle benevolence

Duplicitous designs
Geographic confines
Tributaries to candescence

Grafted branches
Mankind's chances
A father's tutorial lessons


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Could have been an Egyptian
Could have been an Eskimo
Plenty of tomes written
By many high and low

Flaws of interpretation
Flaws brightly distinguished
Planted like fields of cotton
Death's grip un relinquished

What's the moral of the story
Has it redeeming characteristics
Will they end in fire gory
Or become their creator's recipients

An imminent problem
With an invariable outcome
Gather the children together
Speak truth to them as one

All the tea in China
All the gold in the world
To eternity still blinded
Between a boy and girl

Jomoco
 
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A story
Too frightening
To be told
Let them learn
By growing old
Letting time
Consume them whole

Hardly sporting
Seems a bit grim
Not exactly noble
Left no way to win
Let's give them a chance
Slip the prize slyly between them
Hide there keys to our kingdom

Hide it in their midst
Where belly buttons tingle
Lying there dormant
Till doorbells jingle
With multiple ports of call
But only one true safe harbor
The sailor home to greet his father

Jomoco
 
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