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Week 145 ( November 18th-26th). Poems. Topic: Espionage Tricks
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Spy-kuYou only live twice,
when licenced to kill. Shaken
not stirred if you will.
LoL brilliant! Thank you Ryan for starting my work day by getting me to spray coffee out my nose laughing!
Ryan! Your Spy-ku has really livened me up! Brilliant and funny at the same time. It also reminded me of our short Bond series in the Haiku thread a few months back. I'l find the exact page numbers and get back to you. I'm guessing you might like those.
Hi all. I haven't read the Bond ones yet, I'm taking my time getting through the early stuff - it is just SO good. You are all very clever. Thanks for putting the pages up, Ajay, I'll have a look shortly...right after I've finished feeding this 5.00 am bottle to my son....aargh!Hope the coffee wasn't too hot, Guy... :o)
No, Ryan, the temperature was just about right. Cleared up a little bit of sinus congestion, in fact. May take that up as part of my regular health routine.And the Bond Haiku were fun! I'd forgotten about them, so thanks for reminding me Ajay. It's time to revisit them.
And I imagine that fatherhood is way more fun than writing and reading haiku, so have fun.
Her Sweet CompassA angerous life is like a polluted river.
No matter how much clean water poured in it,
it remains polluted. The danger will catch up
to its followers in time just as the waves
will eventually reach the shores.
A dangerous life is more than ever dangerous
when love knocks. No matter how cautious one is,
it will soon outsmart you. Love the dangerous is more dangerous than the most powerful tornado,
earthquakes, an any known armies.
The dangerous life of 001 is more than ever
complicated when love ones are involve
and therefore more than ever, it calls for change.
A dangerous life is more than ever sad
when love demands it changes. In the arms
of a woman, change seems so sweet and attainable.
In the struggles of the life style, changes are
unacceptable. Time at my door, dreams are fading in tears of saddness. With her sweet aroma as compass,
my life dangerously fades in her arms.
LAC
Wow Lesly, your poem is very complex. Emotional but not dredgy, cleverly worded and not at all boring. There is a lot being said there and it takes some time to digest, well done indeed.Ryan yours was so funny, so I am late in reading it, but that much humor in only three lines? Teach me.
Very nicely written, Lesly! I really enjoyed reading your poem-it moved through a lot of emotions seamlessly. Well done!Thank you, Christa ;)
Ryan wrote: "Spy-kuYou only live twice,
when licenced to kill. Shaken
not stirred if you will."
Ryan, just went to see Skyfall. This is brilliant. Love 007!
Lesly wrote: "Her Sweet Compass"The last line is too awesome!
With her sweet aroma as compass,
my life dangerously fades in her arms.
Thank you Kate...:) I'm glad you enjoyed it.Kate wrote: "Lesly wrote: "Her Sweet Compass"The last line is too awesome!
With her sweet aroma as compass,
my life dangerously fades in her arms."
I enjoyed your poem, Lesly! My favorite line: 'In the arms of a woman, change seems so sweet and attainable'. Very well done.
Thanks, Kate! I'm dying to see Skyfall...
Love, Life, TimeIf love were a spy there would be none better.
If life was a game it would alway be the winner.
If time went backwards who could keep track?
If no one knew who was who where would it matter if I wasn't true?
But love is real
Life too hard
Time is stright
And I play what part?
Hi Christa. Great job! I really enjoyed "Love, Life, Time". You tied it to the theme beautifully and I particularly liked the way you linked the second stanza to the first. The form you chose fitted perfectly, very well done :o)
A Spy's LifeHastily done by Thomas
Deemed to be dangerous?
Or better yet, a threat?
Unfortunately, there isn't any spy who isn't...
But there is a way out of it...
Let yourself live a spy's life...
Evil may win.
Oh?
Someone disagrees?
Even if they hear me?
Vexing is your argument:
"Evil always losses!"
Not always the case, unfortunately.
Ahhh that last line, I want to disagree I hate that it has been said, but it brings your poem very down to earth. I love to hate it :D
Ah! Thanks. Did you notice anything strange?Ryan: Really cute. I love how you manage to fit all of that into such a nice structure!
Lesly: Beautiful piece of work. I found it charming!
Christa: Amazing! I love the message that your poem hints at. I can't really put words to it, I guess I don't know enough. I really enjoyed it!
Only things are personal dislikes that I don't use when I write, because it's not my style, like having three lines in one verse and four in another. Not wrong, not bad just I can never pull it off, you did it brilliantly!
I usually don't either. (Look at the first letter in each line)
Oh my gosh!!! That is so cool! Absolutely fantastic! I did not catch that :O Oh that really throws around how I see the poem, amazing!
Lol. Yeah... I thought that was the only thing cool about my poem. :/
It's not, but it is pretty amazing
Tradecraftby Kate Camp
Elevator doors snick shut.
Cinnabar lips
Curve, purse, part.
Whiskey eyes
Dart away and back and down,
Demure.
Sable hair,
A single sinuous braid,
Swinging…
Drawing him in
With her resemblance
To a lover from another era,
Some semblance of serendipity
Manufactured by an agency.
He made a beeline straight for
The honeytrap.
He thought he’d caught—
She let him.
All the while,
Her jump drive
Drilled
His hard drive,
Her hidden lenses
Captured
His rapture.
The flash pan affair
Would fuel a longer era
Of blackmail,
Would press him
Into service for the enemy,
Would wring him dry
During months of dead drops,
Until his information highway
Ground into gridlock,
Until his usefulness expired,
As he would—
At her hands—
Bloodless, she’d make this
Wetwork.
Wow, that is great. I'm not the best at saying how, I'm sure one of the mods will come in and tell you how exactly your poem is good, but for my part, I really like it.
Delivering the ChipShe poured the thousand-dollar wine,
smoke rising from her cigarette
in a slow, art nouveau design
backlit with blue tints of regret.
Claudine was gone, the old wine said,
with what she’d whispered in his ear,
found raped, a bullet in her head,
her boss now poured in a bridge pier.
A man made cocktails at the bar
as on a dingy, spotlit stage
a woman strummed a big guitar
and sang of rosemary and sage.
White fingers set the bottle down.
He sensed rather than saw her smile
and thought of Claudine in her gown,
and that he should lie low awhile.
The poems for the “Espionage Tricks” topic are great.Ryan’s “Spy-ku” sets the standard for the Bond haiku!
Love, with its demand for change, with its promise, is an explosive thing to add to a life already dangerous. Lesly’s “Her Sweet Compass” is a moving exploration of it.
Will the speaker in Christa’s “Love, Life, Time” ever know what part she plays in a hard life, where love is real and time straight?
After reading Thomas’s acrostic “A Spy’s Life,” I threw away the application I had filled out to go to work for the CIA.
With its lean and driving style, Kate’s “Tradecraft” is a fireworks of images, action, and highly effective metaphor. I’m not sure I trust women with sable hair anymore!
Lesly, interesting read. A challenging format and approach to the subject. I enjoyed it.Christa, I'm frequently a sucker to the philosophical poem, and yours sucker punched me. Fun read.
Thomas, a well constructed and fun acrostic. Fun and creative.
Kate, this is a great complex poem with the simple skeleton. Loved it.
M, week after week your rhyming poems are creative, intelligent fun, and often, like this funny. Excellent!
Thanks M and Guy, everyone's comments are so encouraging.
It looks like we have another tie for first place this time with Ryan and Kate. Christa and Thomas tied at second, M came in third, and Lesly came in last.Thank you for submiting this week, everyone?
Well done everyone, I wish I could have voted for you all.
Please post directly into the topic and not a link. Please don’t use a poem previously used in this group. Only one poem per member please.
Your poem can be any length.
This week’s topic is: Espionage Tricks
The rules are pretty loose. You can write a poem about anything that has to do with the topic. I do not care, but the poem you post must relate to the topic somehow.
Have fun!