Tag: Writing

Poetry-Thing Thursday: Infinite Shore

~ S.M. Nolan ~ Leave a comment

On and on,
the song is long,
and it’s clear to my ears,
that the tune is all wrong.

The notes don’t quite fit,
and the rhythm is off,
the melody’s rigid,
and the percussions all cough.

But in the end,
its better than nothing,
for silence is golden,
but music platinum.

Page after page,
the book fails and stumbles,
and its obvious to my mind,
that the author’s voice rumbles.

The pace is too jagged,
with words too verbose,
like a dammed river not flowing,
and characters too close.

But in the end it’s better,
than no imagination,
for silence is gold,
but the mind is soothed by libation.

Scene after scene,
the play must go on,
but even to my uncultured eyes,
the director’s a moron.

The stagehands aren’t ready,
and no-one’s on cue,
and the sound guys are sleeping–
the lighting team too.

But it’s better than nothing,
I’ll say it once more,
for silence is golden,
but art an infinite shore.

Poetry-Thing Thursday: Last Page Requiem

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One last page on which to pen my thoughts.
One final word to be had.
A single series of lines,
letters, and words to be written,
before yet another clean slate.

I must reflect,
on what has come since,
the first of my ink touched these pages,
and there I find myself now.

Time and dedication;
the soul of all great things.
The sum of man’s endeavors,
can be found to contain these.

Am I any different?
Might any of us be?
After all we,
as me,
are Human.
Our muse, imagination,
our benefactor, perspiration.

The total of sweat, blood, tears,
is the product of divinity–
not the kind of myths,
nor Gods or deities,
instead that of hope and passion,
the welled ink of creation.

So on this last page, a requiem,
for all that’s come and gone,
in order to depart from the past,
and continue on into an even greater future.

Poetry-Thing Thursday: Keep On My Way

~ S.M. Nolan ~ Leave a comment

Keys clack tales,
over the smell of black coffee.
Hands off the rails,
and mind rich like fresh toffee.

Worlds and cities.
Men and women.
All written as ditties,
from others once given.

The only time the keys ever stop,
are to light a smoke, swish coffee, or punch the clock.
Leaving me most days at the top,
but some others, weighted, beneath the dock.

Though I want no sympathy,
I must admit,
that when without empathy,
I often think to quit.

For life is short,
and death far too long,
to waste in the court,
of a lost lover’s song.

But something keeps me calling,
back on my muse,
and whether flying or falling,
I’m paying my dues.

Whether bound to in blood,
or by some sense of duty,
pages and pages I’ll flood,
whether with horror or beauty.

But I must reiterate,
that I’ve come close to starving,
hoping to instill,
mental or emotional carvings.

Without readers and others near me,
to keep me afloat,
I would drown in the sea,
of a success-surrounding moat.

For now I’ll just say,
that no matter the biting,
I’ll keep on my way,
and continue writing.

Three Day Quote Challenge: Day 1

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So, here’s the deal, RaxtusDragon (a most excellent young writer you should all read!) has nominated me for a quote challenge. I have to say I’m humbled. Truly. I tend to think of myself as a rambling fool checked only by successive revisions that…

Hmm, moving along.

For three (nonconsecutive) days I’m to think up a quote then some people to nominate to continue the trend. I won’t hold any of the nominees to the fire to do this, but nominations are a sign that I enjoy your words. So without further padding for time, I present Day 1:

“The Universe is our home. It just so happens our point of origin’s a spheroid we call Earth.” -SMN

 

Thank you again to RaxtusDragon for the nomination.

My nominees (Day 1):

1. PoetGirlEm

2. OnTheHeath

3. EverythingINeverToldYou

For the nominees wondering about more direct rules:

1.Three quotes for three days (From you.)
2.Three nominees each day (no repeats).
3.Thank the person who nominated you. (I use a lotta’ these don’t I?)
4.Inform the nominees. (This is the last one, I promise.)

(Okay, I lied.)