We are fortunate to have such a very talented teacher!
This sonnet also dedicated to Gleeber and Golach.
On Hubris.
Is honesty a thing no longer sought,
By man who sets himself above the Gods,
And cares no more if evil is abroad,
But only strives for that which may be bought.
The snares in which mankind has now been caught,
Are snares of steel which tie them to the fraud,
That man, creations crown, must bear the load,
Must pay the price that Godhood be man's lot.
But Hubris is a crime no God forgives,
And man to God a step no mortal takes,
Unless the truth, in honour, has been found,
The light will be denied to all who live
And cannot see the errors and mistakes,
That tie all God's poor creatures to the ground.
Last edited by Gleber2; 20-Sep-06 at 12:57.
In the image of God? You must be joking!
We are fortunate to have such a very talented teacher!
Firstly - See here is what I mean - you asked a question & answered it yourself .. mmm dodgy -
Secondly you spellded the gram ... er....... grammatically "thingy" rong - ok?
I'm awful glad you didn't rip my Haiku to bits, all the same -do you want to go back & review your opinion in light of this post?
Green Hero
When spring comes creeping with its bud and bloom
The yard fills quickly with a sense of life
Warm rays and long hours push back deadly gloom
Green is the hero quelling winters strife.
Full leaves have more than just the shade to make
They gather light to energize the whole
And free the carbons from the air they take
To keep alive the plant which is their goal.
To break a stem and separate a leaf
May bring a death of plant and soul and heart.
To break a stem and cause a sudden grief
Will cause she, once precious, to be apart.
Those so broken may wilt and fade to coal
Or join their kind to find new worlds of soul.
Canuck, your Green Hero sonnet is great!!
I am living for today, always remembering yesterday, and looking forward to tomorrow!
Last edited by golach; 20-Sep-06 at 10:27.
Once the original Grumpy Owld Man but alas no more
Im gobsmacked by all the lovely poetry, its given me goose bumps and brought tears to my eyes!
Never, in the ten months I have been an orger, have you shown your true nature as well as you have done in this last post. I have considered many replies, even to the point of anticipating a ban, but instead I will let your post reply for me as all those who have a degree of poetic appreciation and understanding will see, at a glance, why you have earned the nickname Gollum among some org people. It can only be a bore if you read the posts. Do us all a favour and put me on your ignore list and then I will not bore you.
In the image of God? You must be joking!
Teacher is proud of you. Have a gold star. BTW it is GG. Even the master is fallible.Is that spelt right or is it fallable. Anticipate your own mistakes and no-one can tell you that you're wrong.
In the image of God? You must be joking!
Moira,
I could not care about the sonnets, its the continual sniping and belittling of not only me but gleeber, I dont speak for Gleeber, only myself.
If gleber thinks it makes his sonnets more palatable to his ego, then so be it, I did not say to him stop his writting, but to desist in dedicating them to me.
Thats my bee in my bonnet!!!!!!!
On Hubris, maybe the man that wrote it should have a look in the mirror, because it may be the cause of his ruin.
Once the original Grumpy Owld Man but alas no more
Someone takes time to dedicate a sonnet to you and you feel “belittled”…….I’d feel quite honoured.
'Cause if my eyes don't deceive me,
There's something going wrong around here
Have you no sense of humour man? I cannot, in any way, belittle a man who manages to belittle himself with every selfrighteous post. I can remember a particular Golach post where he spoke about affection and humour when both Gleeber and myself complained about his sly digs. Practice what you preach, Golach, and you might generate a bit more respect. This could well counter the paucity of soul, humour and understanding which you display with every complaining post. It is your ego which is the problem, not mine.
Scotsboy, thank you.
In the image of God? You must be joking!
Was on that day they tied me up
I heard the screams my children made
Long time ago in days gone by
I dont forget that day I died
By torch by flame they burned me
The next time round they broke me
With words that cut the snears they make
But I am stronger than they know
This time I will not let them crow
These words I block with armour shield
The thoughts they send to hurt and mame
Will not affect my family name
The light I send to those who hurt me
On that black day long time ago, they burnt me!
Dont know if thats a sonnet or not or if it rhymes ........just came into my head!
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