Poetry Friday
For the bloggers who gave this Friday's word, "rock". There are a few new words I took poetic licence to create!
This is for my husband...
Rock of Ages
solid energy
since the beginning if time
fossiling freely
dynamic but mild metamorphing
igneously firing up my life
a sedimentary settling effect
eroding my worries
steadfastly staying
beneath my feet
yet far above me too
I look
to my Rock of Gibraltar
Mother of Invention, lucky to have such a constant "forever-rock" in my life!
posted by Mother of Invention at 7:25 AM
19 Comments:
Is it supposed to be funny, 'cause it made me laugh! It's incredibly sweet and hilarious at the same time to me. I think it's great! If he hasn't seen it, you should give it to him for Christmas.
Thursday, July 06, 2006
PS- I must be in a weird mood because I just re-read it and it wasn't funny, just sweet... this time. I wonder how I will read it later?
Thursday, July 06, 2006
I'll come back and let you know.
Thursday, July 06, 2006
Bobealia: Interesting! Guess it can be funny in that I'm using a technique of humour when I play on words I made up that have actual geographical roots like igneous and what I think are clever metaphors/double meanings like eroding, and fossiling (us getting older!) but I'd have to say that the main message is serous and sweet.
I write a lot of cut-up humourous stuff too, mainly for people's birthdays, retirements, etc.
Let me know what the verdict is!! HA! You're so funny!
Thursday, July 06, 2006
My verdict: could be both depending on mood.
"Fossiling" is a funny word. If in a silly mood, "Rock of Gibraltar" conjures up images of Rambo or Hercules.
Ok, I'm like seven. My sense of humour is not matured.
When my grown-up self reads it, she thinks it's serious and heart-felt and sweet.
However, I think the title put me off track. I think Forever-Rock would be better. Rock of Ages conjures up eighties hair, and then my silliness is off to the races.
Don't mind me.
I've lost my mind.
In reality:
Despite what it sounds like, I actually love the poem. I'm kind of just being silly (again). I actually think the imagery in it that comes from "fossiling freely", "mild metamorphing" and "sedimentary settling" can be funny in a HA! kind of way that makes one smile, not the stupid humour kind of way. That's what what the humour was all about yesterday.
Oh dear, I've gone too far (again).
Friday, July 07, 2006
xox
Friday, July 07, 2006
Bobealia: Thanks! (I think?!! HA!)I'm glad my poem has given you reason to think and question you presence of mind...or lack thereof!!! Tee hee!
It is neat because it is said that writers are supposed to do that, and so then, I've accomplished some of the purpose for writing.
Your school teachers must have loved you! Man, I wish I'd had more people like you in my English classes; those who are able to voice different sides of anything. You would help carry the class and keep things lively.
Actually, I agree with all you're saying. Some may think I should have tried to be either purely serious or funny,and not both. I might be schizoid, but I think it's better with double entendres; multi-layered gives it more substance, more for a reader to ponder, thus, stretching the mind. That's what writing should do..hopefully not until the mind snaps though!!!
You can see I love using alliteration wherever I can. The title is of an old Hymn which can mean how long we've known each other; seemingly forever (31 years!) Rock of Gibraltar is from an old ad for Insurance, which is certainly what I have in my husband! When I thought of those 2 things, I hadn't connected the meanings, those words just came to me by word association, and later I saw the symbolism and how appropriate it was.
Okay, I'd better end the lesson; the class will be asleep soon! Interesting, though, and I've had fun with it all!
Thanks!
Friday, July 07, 2006
The best gift a person can give is from the heart. Lovely poem your husband is a lucky man!
Friday, July 07, 2006
Solidly romantic. 'Rocks' rock.
Friday, July 07, 2006
Old Lady: I agree! All the money in the world won't buy that! Thanks! I think we are both lucky to have each other..we meet pretty much half way on everything.
Diana: Yep, I guess it is! Rock on!
Friday, July 07, 2006
First of all, where did the "Rock" idea come from?
Your David sounds like he's as rock solid as mine is. It's a good thing for me because while I'm pondering things like how not to drown he is a constant beacon I can count on to be there. It sounds like you could have written this equally about your father also.
Friday, July 07, 2006
Barbara: It must be in the name, David! I am the opposite polarity from him...I worry, I tend to stress and over-react, or over-respond as I prefer to say! If someone said that the sky was falling, I'd be running around freaking, and he'd coolly wonder if there was time to go for a run!!!
You are astute about my dad! Right on! They say daughters sometimes seek out mates like their fathers...my dad and Dave are not the same in personality, but I derive the same feeling of love and support from them both.
Friday, July 07, 2006
Nice poem and wonderful words about your husband. How sweet!
Friday, July 07, 2006
Barbara: Forgot this...I get the word of the week from Mona's Barbaric Yawp http://www.yawpmona.blogspot.com
Can't remember how I tripped upon it. It's not that organized yet as to where to post them besides your own, but I made some suggestions about a central place where we could post them and see others' poems and comment so she is going to work on that.
Brooksba: Thanks! Yep, he's pretty sweet, a real keeper!
Friday, July 07, 2006
Hi Ruth, Michele sent me!
Friday, July 07, 2006
Actually, my English teachers did love me. I remember in grade 11, I told the class that I didn't appreciate Shakespeare's Romeo & Juliet because I felt that he was mocking young love. It was so over the top that I felt he was mocking teenage drama and young love. I was totally in love at the time.
I still kind of think that.
Anyway, everyone looked at me like I was growing horns, but after I wrote a five page essay to back the idea up, my teacher gave me an excellent grade.
I didn't mean to offend you, I hope I didn't, I meant to compliment you, so I'm sorry if I got carried away with silliness.
Saturday, July 08, 2006
Bobealia: No, I'm not offended at all, rather complimented! And, just so you know, I get carried away with silliness on a regular basis!
Neat that your teacher gave you a great mark. You deserved it for having your own opinion and being able to back it up! If you still have it, it'd make a great post!!!
Saturday, July 08, 2006
What a lovely, beautiful and rocky poem - you are so creative!
Have a great end to your week:-)
Saturday, July 08, 2006
Renny: Thanks! You could say it Rocks! I love writing poetry!
Saturday, July 08, 2006
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