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7/11/2007 3:12 am |
The Challenge - Just for fun Write a poem incorporating all of the 10 words from the list. The words can be used in any order and may be changed to variations ie - Shop = Shops, Shopping, Shopper. Title your piece as you like. You can post your poem to your own blog, or post it here. If posting to your blog, then please post a reply/message/link on this post, so we can all visit to read. Please do not post the challenge anywhere else. Thanks. Have fun  Muse Poetic Challenge 12 - Word List Carnival, Mystery, Crusade, Toll, Grand, Pedestal, White, Drag, Light, Scare Blog Muse2u 
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7/11/2007 10:06 am |
Nice to see you back!! Riny and I were chatting about how much we missed your poetic challenges..... I wrote a dramatic monologue for one of them...and will now post it.... Hope all is well in your end of cyberspace and in your 3D reality..... Wishing you happiness Misty Wishing you happiness Misty
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7/11/2007 4:26 pm |
twas a carnival of mysteries the toll to crusade was great but there upon a pedestal in an auroa of a white and brite shining light, twas the sweetest smile one of great delight, and it was yours dear muse that beacons through the nite.
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7/11/2007 7:38 pm |
WB Muse... Sol 
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7/12/2007 3:01 am |
Nice to see you back!! Riny and I were chatting about how much we missed your poetic challenges..... I wrote a dramatic monologue for one of them...and will now post it.... Hope all is well in your end of cyberspace and in your 3D reality..... Wishing you happiness Misty Thanks. I'll look forward to reading your monologue. Will visit you later I hope all is well with you too. Have a wonderful day Blog Muse2u
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7/12/2007 3:03 am |
twas a carnival of mysteries the toll to crusade was great but there upon a pedestal in an auroa of a white and brite shining light, twas the sweetest smile one of great delight, and it was yours dear muse that beacons through the nite. I'm honoured you included me in the poem I hope all is well with you. I'll have to visit your blog later, lot of catching up to do with everyone Great use of the word list. many thanks for taking part Blog Muse2u
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7/12/2007 3:04 am |
WB Muse... Sol nice to see you. Have a wonderful day Blog Muse2u
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7/12/2007 8:54 am |
I tried to write a song with these words.....have to make music to it...but I think it is a song. The carnival of characters Performs upon my stage They dress in silk and armor Slick and amorous Ready for crusades Unaware of my reward Or the toll I have to pay In spotlights and trapezes They perform upon my sign Dragged out of the light The darkness drags Into the whitest white Scared for what might happen When the day turns into night I’m a shadow I’m a bright light The richest king and The darkest dark knight I’m life Secured inside my circus But ready for the fall The light’s a safety net Or a name in neon On a wall Ready for the spotlight And for the pedestal I’m a shadow I’m a bright light The richest king and The darkest dark knight I’m life Tonight’s the grand finale But you have to pay a price You need to step upon my stage Perform your tricks In neon light Or just gaze at the sidelines To the mysteries of life I’m a shadow I’m a bright light The richest king and The darkest dark knight I’m light
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7/12/2007 10:44 am |
This is a very lovely song! I want to write in grand style, but I'm scared ... So, I drag at the cigarette, the light flashes out at the other side of the white venomous wand ... Oh, how could I crusade against this ingrained habit?! But wait, I don't hear the toll yet. Why do we put this mysterious carnival on a pedestal?? / Apologies to all poetic souls! I wish I could be one! /
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7/12/2007 12:20 pm |
hi muse carnival brings mystery crusades take tolls white lights on pedestals scare grand performers off stage drag them back so the crowd can rage....... peace love happiness hugs muse dan   
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7/12/2007 10:00 pm |
Welcome back, Muse. I will return this weekend, when I might have time to try the challenge. I'm so excited to see you again...and I love this pic...had I told you that? Feel the passion, walk in peace, live in love....Ari 
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 7/13/2007 12:57 am |
By the light of the last grand crusade they pulled you from your white pedestal and dragged you through the carnival's tollbooth and threw you from the mystery ride. You scared them, they said.
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7/13/2007 3:29 am |
Dear Muse I missed you so much, been hard finding my groove and missed you and your challenges hugs welcome back Always mystery filled A grand crusade embarked To save the soul dragged From journeys pedestal Toll taken leaving the soul White and sunken Fading light Scared.  "Oz" OzSummerBreeze
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7/13/2007 7:46 am |
Thanks for the inspiration. No point in just stringing words along and chopping sentences about to make verse. You need rhymes to make it memorable and a message or story. I wish I were better at rhythm. That's what my poems lack, need. However, here is the poem which you have inspired. Leaving The Carnival Crowd by 'Hannah' When I was an innocent child Carnival was a mystery I puzzled over the purpose Of noisy but pretty parades What was the meaning, the message Each sponsor's banner spanned his stage And each one followed the other In formation, like a crusade. Mother saw shopkeeper's con; Dad said: 'It's local history.' Angels stood on white pedestals I fought through crowded knees to see It's no fun when you are so small Takes its toll on tiny scared feet I was dragged behind my parents, Like the floats dragged behind the trucks Pure bright lights and strobes whirled around My nerves hurt by flashing fireworks Banging drums seemed to threaten me Sugared drinks don't revive, just tire Gladly home drinking chocolate In the peace of people you know Under my garden's shady trees Sitting still by the cosy fire. Only later I learned myself I'm shy and I don't like big crowds I don't like the music too loud And I want you all to myself. It's fun to be out a short time Watch TV, politics and lies. But to me heaven is home, here And just looking into your eyes.
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7/13/2007 7:49 am |
Lovely. What's the difference between a verse and a song. (I'm an English teacher and comic poetry writer and aspiring song-writer and composer.) A song often has a chorus and a bridge. You need rhythm to fit with the music.
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7/13/2007 7:56 pm |
Thanks Sol, nice to see you. Have a wonderful day Sol
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7/14/2007 3:01 am |
hello Muse, happy weekend (¯`v´¯) `*.¸.*´ ¸.•´¸.•*¨) ¸.•*¨) (¸.•´ (¸.•´ .•´ ¸¸.•¨¯`•smile and be happy always
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7/14/2007 8:23 am |
hello there muse, nice to see you around. Mystery white light on a grand crusade to scare a carninval of vampire and drag a toll of evil off a pedestal of purity cheers
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7/14/2007 2:06 pm |
Like keys on a ring we have our own purpose, yet we are as one.
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7/14/2007 4:07 pm |
Thank you, Muse! Here's mine: Your absence sits with me in the setting flame of day, a silent white as grand and pulsating and uneven as the secret crusade of night. It rests with me as I rest in the afterglow of a carnival day, the toll of bones rolled in every direction, the sharpened breeze as the final mystery of light is deceived. Your absence is the first star, the ring of thoughts I cannot release into the dark. My pedestal has become a thin rock where I sleep and am scared to stay until morning. Peace .. elaine67
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7/15/2007 8:33 am |
THE LAST CRUSADE Fear became the last crusade, beneath a trembling light. Where blindness stared and almost saw the dark beyond the bright. But the carnival laid down its tents in honoured fields of might And grand with scents it spread its maw and showed its teeth of white The tolls we scared so hearts gave way to a fusion of delight, where clowns grew bold and stained their smiles against the myriad night. And many knew the mystery, which dragged our souls to fight. But none could leave without the hope from a pedestal of light. Muse2u Blog Muse2u
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7/16/2007 7:06 am |
Hi Muse this is wonderful - thanks to oz for directing me here. may i use this challenge idea on my groups poetry thread? thanks Alec thanks for reading and as per Dave Allen "May your God go with you"
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7/16/2007 10:21 pm |
Fate's True Price As the wind insanely beckons, Hear the tolling of the seconds Pulsating in broken heartbeats Swirling over empty chair seats With debris you’ll shape his whiskers Punctuate with taunting whispers. Grandeur reeking with decay You’ll find no white knight today; His bones laid to rest beneath Hungry hordes of anger’s teeth Bathed in rage’s sullen light Feel the battle waged tonight. Hold me closer; lend your strength Consecrate my trembling length Fragile hand clasped in cold bones, As the blade he finely hones Skeletal her dreams reside In secret places deep inside The pedestal you’ve broken wide Thus you ensure she has died. Take another drag, my dear Inhale across the taste of fear Hidden in her frightened eyes; Find the mystery, the prize; Scared to face reality Within the shadows she will see The glow of hungry enmity Within the pain she would not flee If restitution can be made For your part in this masquerade It should indeed be your crusade Before the truth again should fade Harbor close the dragon’s flame You flung about her form in shame Life’s carnival; that you should dare To heal the heart you chose to tear Afraid to pay the debt you bear Fate’s true price; the love you share Feel the passion, walk in peace, live in love....Ari
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7/18/2007 2:53 am |
I tried to write a song with these words.....have to make music to it...but I think it is a song. The carnival of characters Performs upon my stage They dress in silk and armor Slick and amorous Ready for crusades Unaware of my reward Or the toll I have to pay In spotlights and trapezes They perform upon my sign Dragged out of the light The darkness drags Into the whitest white Scared for what might happen When the day turns into night I’m a shadow I’m a bright light The richest king and The darkest dark knight I’m life Secured inside my circus But ready for the fall The light’s a safety net Or a name in neon On a wall Ready for the spotlight And for the pedestal I’m a shadow I’m a bright light The richest king and The darkest dark knight I’m life Tonight’s the grand finale But you have to pay a price You need to step upon my stage Perform your tricks In neon light Or just gaze at the sidelines To the mysteries of life I’m a shadow I’m a bright light The richest king and The darkest dark knight I’m light Great poem/lyrics. Wonderful use of the list. Many thanks for taking part Blog Muse2u
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7/18/2007 2:54 am |
This is a very lovely song! I want to write in grand style, but I'm scared ... So, I drag at the cigarette, the light flashes out at the other side of the white venomous wand ... Oh, how could I crusade against this ingrained habit?! But wait, I don't hear the toll yet. Why do we put this mysterious carnival on a pedestal?? / Apologies to all poetic souls! I wish I could be one! / Welcome to the challenge and thank you for taking part. I'm glad the word list inspired you to write something. I enjoyed reading.Have a wonderful day Blog Muse2u
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7/18/2007 2:56 am |
hi muse carnival brings mystery crusades take tolls white lights on pedestals scare grand performers off stage drag them back so the crowd can rage....... peace love happiness hugs muse dan Can't remember now...Is this your first challenge. I'm really pleased to see a poem from you here I see we both had the same idea about light pedestals, great minds think alike, lol.Many thanks for taking part. I enjoyed reading Blog Muse2u
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7/18/2007 2:58 am |
Welcome back, Muse. I will return this weekend, when I might have time to try the challenge. I'm so excited to see you again...and I love this pic...had I told you that? I'm glad you did return, I've just read your poem further down this thread and I'll comment on it when I get there  lol.Thank you very much for the welcome back. I missed everyone Have a wonderful day Blog Muse2u
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7/18/2007 3:15 am |
By the light of the last grand crusade they pulled you from your white pedestal and dragged you through the carnival's tollbooth and threw you from the mystery ride. You scared them, they said. I like that one GB. I have a feeling that if I went to the carnival, I'd get dragged to the tollboth too, rofl  ha ha.Great work, thanks for taking part Blog Muse2u
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7/18/2007 3:16 am |
Dear Muse I missed you so much, been hard finding my groove and missed you and your challenges hugs welcome back Always mystery filled A grand crusade embarked To save the soul dragged From journeys pedestal Toll taken leaving the soul White and sunken Fading light Scared. Thank you for the welcome back. As you can see I'm still trying to catch up with all the posts made here. Great poem and as I said on your blog, one I found I could relate to. I really like what you did with the list. Many thanks for taking part Blog Muse2u
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7/18/2007 3:20 am |
Thanks for the inspiration. No point in just stringing words along and chopping sentences about to make verse. You need rhymes to make it memorable and a message or story. I wish I were better at rhythm. That's what my poems lack, need. However, here is the poem which you have inspired. Leaving The Carnival Crowd by 'Hannah' When I was an innocent child Carnival was a mystery I puzzled over the purpose Of noisy but pretty parades What was the meaning, the message Each sponsor's banner spanned his stage And each one followed the other In formation, like a crusade. Mother saw shopkeeper's con; Dad said: 'It's local history.' Angels stood on white pedestals I fought through crowded knees to see It's no fun when you are so small Takes its toll on tiny scared feet I was dragged behind my parents, Like the floats dragged behind the trucks Pure bright lights and strobes whirled around My nerves hurt by flashing fireworks Banging drums seemed to threaten me Sugared drinks don't revive, just tire Gladly home drinking chocolate In the peace of people you know Under my garden's shady trees Sitting still by the cosy fire. Only later I learned myself I'm shy and I don't like big crowds I don't like the music too loud And I want you all to myself. It's fun to be out a short time Watch TV, politics and lies. But to me heaven is home, here And just looking into your eyes. Blog Muse2u
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7/18/2007 3:20 am |
Thanks for stopping by... Sol Have a great day Blog Muse2u
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7/18/2007 3:21 am |
hello Muse, happy weekend Nice to see you Many thanks for visiting and have a wonderful day Blog Muse2u
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7/18/2007 3:24 am |
hello there muse, nice to see you around. Mystery white light on a grand crusade to scare a carninval of vampire and drag a toll of evil off a pedestal of purity cheers Nice to see you too. I hope all is well Oh, I like the idea of a carnival of vampires Interesting and scary Great use of the words. Keep up the good work and thanks for taking part Blog Muse2u
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7/18/2007 3:27 am |
Nice to see you add to the challenges again Great little poem too. There's always got to be one nemesis in the bunch I hope all is well with you, Many thanks for taking part in the challenge Blog Muse2u
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7/18/2007 3:32 am |
Thank you, Muse! Here's mine: Your absence sits with me in the setting flame of day, a silent white as grand and pulsating and uneven as the secret crusade of night. It rests with me as I rest in the afterglow of a carnival day, the toll of bones rolled in every direction, the sharpened breeze as the final mystery of light is deceived. Your absence is the first star, the ring of thoughts I cannot release into the dark. My pedestal has become a thin rock where I sleep and am scared to stay until morning. I really love the poem. Very vivid in its imagery, and I know what it's like when my muse goes on vacation, lol. Great poem as always. I enjoyed the read. Many thanks for taking part and have a great day Blog Muse2u
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7/18/2007 3:35 am |
Hi Muse this is wonderful - thanks to oz for directing me here. may i use this challenge idea on my groups poetry thread? thanks Alec yes, sure, the challenges aren't exclusive to me, lol. Just use your own word lists. Thanks for visiting Blog Muse2u
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7/18/2007 3:37 am |
Fate's True Price As the wind insanely beckons, Hear the tolling of the seconds Pulsating in broken heartbeats Swirling over empty chair seats With debris you’ll shape his whiskers Punctuate with taunting whispers. Grandeur reeking with decay You’ll find no white knight today; His bones laid to rest beneath Hungry hordes of anger’s teeth Bathed in rage’s sullen light Feel the battle waged tonight. Hold me closer; lend your strength Consecrate my trembling length Fragile hand clasped in cold bones, As the blade he finely hones Skeletal her dreams reside In secret places deep inside The pedestal you’ve broken wide Thus you ensure she has died. Take another drag, my dear Inhale across the taste of fear Hidden in her frightened eyes; Find the mystery, the prize; Scared to face reality Within the shadows she will see The glow of hungry enmity Within the pain she would not flee If restitution can be made For your part in this masquerade It should indeed be your crusade Before the truth again should fade Harbor close the dragon’s flame You flung about her form in shame Life’s carnival; that you should dare To heal the heart you chose to tear Afraid to pay the debt you bear Fate’s true price; the love you share What a lovely (but sad) poem, I really like the lyrical flow and rhythm of it. I think perhaps this is now my favourite of your challenge poems. Fantastic use of the list. I enjoyed reading. Many thanks for taking part Have a wonderful day Blog Muse2u
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8/4/2007 4:34 am |
hello Spitfire yes, sure, the challenges aren't exclusive to me, lol. Just use your own word lists. Thanks for visiting its up and running pop by ace cafe anytime Alec thanks for reading and as per Dave Allen "May your God go with you"
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8/7/2007 2:16 am |
Thanks Spitfire, I'll try and do that soon Blog Muse2u
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