Saturday, June 24, 2006

Match Game


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Match Game


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the stony cliff


his gait doth advise;


I wonder if


My friend


doth surmise...


my aim


Slash slash


he lurches


fearlessly;


Stonily I brace


myself


For a


cold blow


Wondering if


My cavorting dance


and forethought


will warm my aim


and shorten


my reach?


Or will he dance before


Freezing my blows?


and hasten


my retreat?

9 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hmm, did you watch a fencing match? I love stories that deal with swords, and sword fighting. In fact, the one I'm reading now is about a couple of sword dancers. They "dance" in circles drawn in the earth, often to the death, with challengers. I love the dance between sword masters. I love your imagery of the sword dance in stone. Very nice work, Nat. bea

Anonymous said...

speaking of swordfights (which you did so eloquently) I saw Orlando Bloom on the Tonight Show last night. What an adorable unpretentious young man.
Marti

Anonymous said...

Very interesting... do you fence??

be well,
Dawn

Anonymous said...

I like to watch a fencing match...do you fence? ..for it is eloquently written here my dear.
Gem :-)

Anonymous said...

I used to fence in college.  Unfortunately, my nickname was pretty much "pin-cushion."  

-Dan

Anonymous said...

I like how sunnyside46 can bring virtually any conversation around to Orlando Bloom. A true talent.


Also, I like the poem very much, Nat.
-Paul
http://journals.aol.ca/plittle/AuroraWalkingVacation/

Anonymous said...

Interesting, Natalie. Or should I say "interessant"... Found your entry through CarnivAOL / Heb je bijdrage via CarnivAOL gevonden.

http://journals.aol.co.uk/pharmolo/NorthernTrip

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Anonymous said...

Nat,
This is a rapier poem to say the least! Very good and I enjoyed it!
Thanks,
Dianna
http://journals.aol.com/sazzylilsmartazz/DiannasMindlessMusings/