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Offline gladius_veritatis

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« Reply #5 on: September 28, 2007, 04:20:32 PM »
If anyone here has not read Chesterton's poetry, please do.  He is an excellent poet.  His epic Ballad of the White Horse is worth the time - many times over.

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« Reply #6 on: December 13, 2007, 11:00:18 AM »
For Christmas, a poem about St. Joseph. I forgot who originally wrote this, and couldn't be bothered to check right now, but I know it as a song, and I believe it's originally a poem.

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The Hands That First Held Mary's Child

The hands that first held Mary's Child
Were hard from working wood
From boards they sawed and planed and filed
And splinters they withstood

This day they gripped no tool of steel
They drove no iron nail
But cradled from the head to heel
Our Lord, newborn and frail

When Joseph marveled at the size
Of that small breathing frame
And gazed upon those bright new eyes
And spoke the Infant's name

The angel's voice he once had dreamed
Poured down from heaven's height
And like the host of starts that gleamed
Blessed earth with welcome light

This Child will be Emmanuel
Not God upon the throne
But God-with-us, Emmanuel
As close as blood and bone

The tools which Joseph laid aside
A mob would later lift
And use with anger, fear and pride
To crucify God's gift

Let us, O Lord, not only hold
The Child who's born today
But charged with faith, may we behold
To follow in His way

The tiny form in Joseph's palms
Confirmed what he had heard
And from his heart rose hymns and psalms
For heaven's human Word

This Child will be Emmanuel
Not God upon the throne
But God-with-us, Emmanuel
As close as blood and bone


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« Reply #7 on: March 28, 2008, 12:31:01 PM »
EDITED: Poem's link removed. See following posts in this thread.


I wrote this poem, but I couldn't post it here because I'm under contract not to... >pokes chant< ... *ahem* ... I said, I'm under contract not to... ^o^

 Okay, this is probably not very good, but it's something I wrote last night. It's a very blunt poem about a very bad end to a life that the world would call "good" ... and the mistake of thinking "there's always tomorrow" to turn around and change, if we feel like it.

 The poem is called "So You Thought" and you can find it here, on this page which does not belong to me (so no, I can't fix the annoying ads that mess up the poem's form for the first two paragraphs.)

Oh, and if you DO like it, please help me out by clicking the "I like it" link at the end of it, so that hopefully, some day, someone else may actually read it. lol

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« Reply #8 on: March 28, 2008, 06:03:50 PM »
I just hit the "I liked it" button! It's really great most especially the last part!

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So you thought you'd have time, but now you're six feet down
no end to pain, no end to time, no more chances left
you used to laugh at the fools who used to live by the rules
but the party ended in eternal regret.


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« Reply #9 on: March 28, 2008, 06:53:35 PM »
Quote from: MaterDominici
Quote from: Dulcamara

 I wrote this poem, but I couldn't post it here because I'm under contract not to... >pokes chant< ... *ahem* ... I said, I'm under contract not to... ^o^


Does that mean there's $$$ involved??  :cheers:


To make a long and complicated story short, there is, if lots of people see it. I will get half of the money earned by the annoying (and probably really bad) ads. And probably the more pages it ends up on, the more annoying ads I get paid for.

But if I can do several really decent pieces (eg, if I can get people to be interested in my work on an ongoing basis), then I'll probably just make my own site, put much less annoying ads on it, and then I'll get all of the cash.

 :dancing-banana:

 Unfortunately, the trouble is not being known. So I'm hoping that even if I don't make squat doing this, that I can at least get noticed. From there I can start thinking about better pay.

 I guess right now my writing career is in the "humiliating beginnings" stage.

 Oh, my apologies to anyone who was blinded if the ads are really that bad. I can't see them as a rule, because I use firefox.

 :faint: