PWoF 2016 - Topic 03 - Sept. 24

[rayheinrich]

         PWoF 2016 - Topic 03 - Sept. 24
         
        Standard instructions:
       

         You should attempt to write a poem inspired by this topic -- not a derivative, literal
         interpretation of the topic.   Create a poem that reflects your own true self.
         
         --> Since the officious rules of PWoF 2016 stipulate that you can submit more than
         one poem; may I suggest, if the fit strikes you, that you include, after your major work,
         a second poem consisting of a bit of transient doggerel, a limerick, or a trenchant
         end-rhyming nonsense poem that somehow reflects the intention of this topic.
         
         (And for anyone who's a bit uncertain about starting out here: Ignore my bullshite and
         just string some words together (that's what everybody else is doing ).  
       

       
        Topic 3:
       

        Make what you will of this... and yes, the level of romantic cliché in the video
        is painful at times, but the special effects are state-of-the-art and some of
        the sequences are, indeed, loaded with enough metaphor to choke an elephant.
        (Or just read the lyrics, they're the poetry.)        
[Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=miDlQt90Jk0]
       
        Lyrics:
       

        Lyrics to "A Thousand Kisses Deep" by Leonard Cohen
       
        The ponies run, the girls are young
        The odds are there to beat
        You win a while and then it's done
        Your little winning streak
        And summoned now to deal
        With your invincible defeat
        You live your life as if it's real
        A thousand kisses deep
       
        I'm turning tricks, I'm getting fixed
        I'm back on boogie street
        You lose your grip and then you slip
        Into the masterpiece
        And maybe I had miles to drive
        And promises to keep
        You ditch it all to stay alive
        A thousand kisses deep
       
        And sometimes when the night is slow
        The wretched and the meek
        We gather up our hearts and go
        A thousand kisses deep
       
        Confined to sex we pressed against
        The limits of the sea
        I saw there were no oceans left
        For scavengers like me
        I made it to the forward deck
        I blessed our remnant fleet
        And then consented to be wrecked
        A thousand kisses deep
       
        I'm turning tricks I'm getting fixed
        I'm back on boogie street
        I guess they won't exchange the gifts
        That you were meant to keep
        And quiet is the thought of you
        The file on you complete
        Except what we forgot to do
        A thousand kisses deep
       
        And sometimes when the night is slow
        The wretched and the meek
        We gather up our hearts and go
        A thousand kisses deep
       
        The ponies run, the girls are young
        The odds are there to beat
        You win a while and then it's done
        Your little winning streak
        And summoned now to deal
        With your invincible defeat
        You live your life as if it's real
        A thousand kisses deep
       
                     --------