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peterdawes — Of Philosophers and Wordsmiths
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blessed be the gifted,who with articulate speech lay out before you
cleverly-knitted words,
gilded tomes with lies unfolding
a crimson carpet for you to step on
lest you slip and land inside the truth.
far too often the master wordsmiths
are lauded as the prophets.
with their many words, they weave deceptions
manufactured for the jaded and unaware.
far too often the clever charlatans,
who steal the sun with all their guile,
are raised to be pontificates,
the voice of teeming masses,
who lack a tongue of their own
with which to speak.
perhaps they are the fortunate
because, with forked tongue and
silver-coated phrases,
they fool the world into thinking
that they have the answers to life
and love
and truth
hidden inside their pockets.
or perhaps, they are the most desolate
for each night, they lay their heads upon
satin sheets and pillows,
never knowing what it is like
to bleed for another,
to die for another,
and to love with such purity
that all other things are irrelevant
but love, and love alone.
i am not a gilded prophet,
or eloquent, hailed as a martyr.
or a saint,
or a dignitary in the realm of
wit and rhyme and reason,
but as i wrap my arms around a maiden fair
and sense her presence next to mine,
i pity the daft and ignorant
who have their many words to hold
and nothing else.
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or perhaps, they are the most desolate
for each night, they lay their heads upon
satin sheets and pillows,
never knowing what it is like
to bleed for another,
to die for another,
and to love with such purity
that all other things are irrelevant
but love, and love alone.
yesyesyesyes!!!!
xo!
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you should be a politician
filling our country with LOVE AND PEACE!
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I'll have to leave this one in my message queue for a few days. This one will have to be read several times to get all the meaning from it.
I have several conflicting trains of thought about this one ... which, to the mind of the Great Bearded Bird, makes this work all the more valuable.
Well-turned, sire.
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do feel free to share your thoughts if you are so inclined.
thank you, friend.
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When the time comes that I feel I have fully digested the depth of this work, I shall.
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Awesomely done. You should be hailed as a saint and a martyr, hehe. Bravo!
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*chuckles* saints are more holy
and martyrs die a selfless death.
i am merely a set of lungs
screaming into the sky
in the event there is somebody listening.
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the "however" seems a little off, but that may just be me...
good word choice, lol
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thank you very kindly.
the "however" used to be "but". i wonder if that makes any difference.
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I agree with nighthawk81 somewhat - it is a bit of a mouthful (three syllables compared to one in "but") although i do use it fairly often. I think the "speed bump," in addition to separating (you and your maiden fair) from (the daft and ignorant), separates you from the rest of the word smiths in a more personal way. it's like, not only are you different because you're in love, but you're also not quite a word smith despite the words you weave.
i suppose it could be some political statement (political meaning interaction between two or more humans, not as in elections and stuff), but i think it takes away a little from the fluency of the piece..
idk, i'd replce the ditch the whole however line and change "as" to "But" in the next line..
but that's just me.
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It does make a difference, Master Peter. The extra two syllables, plus the fact that it's not a word we use much in common speech, is a kind of "speed bump" in the text ... as we slow down -- if only for a fraction of a second -- we have an instant to think about what has been said. And appreciate it all the more thereby.
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is the speedbump an asset or a liability?
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Well ... like any speed-bump, when you first hit it, you are just a tad put off. But, when you do slow down (and if the work is good, it has set your brain in motion all the while you're reading), you get to think about what you've read for a second or two without the immediate distraction of absorbing new data. You realize just exactly how good the work is, while you're still reading it. (To my mind, that's one of the reasons a really good piece of literature is so memorable; the very act of reading is a distraction to the absorption of the message, so you are processing it long after you close the book and put it back on the shelf.
Material world example. I work, here in Las Vegas, Nevada, in what the game-show folks would have me call "a major Las Vegas Strip mega-resort" known for the uniqueness of its architecture. But, since the traffic is an immense chore to navigate every day, I don't get much chance to notice it while I'm on duty. But ... every once in a while, the traffic slows down so much that I get a chance to look out the side window at the building. It is only then that I can appreciate it fully, without distraction.
(Sorry this is so long ... but this is something I've felt for years, but have never attempted to put down in words. It's still not perfect, but I do hope you understand.)
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you flatter me, sir. thank you.
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You have such a great use of words, I was going to leave another comment on "Just to Prove to You" but I think I would find myself just rambling on about how great it is.
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one cannot live on words and lies alone.
very nice, I especially love the last stanza
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Very well appointed, my friend.
Few realise the burden of a well, one must give before one takes. In turn what is taken must be shared.
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i'm usually one to deplore those who fave without stopping to comment, but i fear i am lost for the necessary words to capture the poetic beauty that this piece possesses. you take up the poetic endeavour with confidence and flair, and execute it with simplicity and extreme skill. i applaud you, sir.
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