#CoffinHop DEAD POETRY SLAM

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edgar-allen-poeYep, ’tis Tuesday “and the slithy toves did gyre and gimble in the wabe; All mimsy were the borogoves, and the mome raths outgrabe…” or somesuch, according to Lewis Carrol.

Tuesday means it’s time for the annual #CoffinHop DEAD POETRY SLAM! Your chance to win some quality dark and dreary poetry by displaying your own mastery, or meager understanding, of the craft of the bards. We all of us, should love poetry – deeply, inherently, and with all of our essence – poetry is what music we make of Life goddammit. I’ve been writing poetry since I was 6 or 7 years old. Much of it awful and derivative, some of it pretty damned good, a couple of them even recognized as worthy of praise. All of them carried a little piece of my heart out into the world to bleed all over the carpet.

This year, we have an…

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The #CoffinHop Carnival Has Come To Town

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The CoffinHop Carnival has arrived.
Are you ready?
Are you brave enough to take a ride on the CoffinHop rides?

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Welcome to The CoffinHop Carnival.

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Midday Terror ~ #CoffinHop

 

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Midday sunshine
Church bells ring through
Steamy fields
Farmers run for shelter
Helter skelter
Some climb up tall trees

Twelve bell strikes resound
The Midday Witch
Comes out of ground
Black snakes peak
From underneath
Her black peaked hat
The old bat
Is on the way
To catch her prey

Groan she does and cackles:
I will get you all
Hee hee hee
I’ll put you all in shackles
My faithful snakes will
Bite and smite
I’ll bake you in a cake
Or grill you as a steak
So there!
Hee hee hee

Now then
Wriggly, hissing beasts
From underneath
The black peaked hat released
Enjoy rampaging
An orgy staging
For Midday Witch’s feast!

Church bells ring
Angels sing
The Midnight Knight will bring
His mighty dagger
Keep at bay
The hissing mob
No child will ever sob
So there!

War now rages rife
Midnight Knight
A fair fight fights
For precious life
His dagger swishes, slashes
Red blood splashes all around!

The Midday Witch at last
Concedes defeat
With her wriggly, hissing band
She makes a swift retreat
Down the gaping hole
In blood-stained ground

Church bells ring
Children sing
What a day it’s been!
To Midday Witch
They bid goodbye
So long!
Until next year
At Halloween!

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Spooky Door ~ Villanelle ~ #CoffinHop

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There is someone outside the door.
Through the glass I see him pace.
The haunting dream I want no more.

His threats are harsh, “Open the door!
Or you shall know the worst disgrace!”
There is someone outside the door.

Are the threats real, or is he just a bore?
Quick, the door I’ll bolt. Just in case.
The haunting dream I want no more.

It won’t shut! I can’t bolt the blasted door!
He’ll get us now, I know. No hiding place.
There is someone outside the door!

The door remains ajar. We’re done for!
For us there is no breathing space.
The haunting dream I want no more.

At times, the wartime blood and gore
my sleep envelops in a black embrace.
There is someone outside the door.
The haunting dream I want no more.

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The villanelle consists of five stanzas of three lines (tercets) followed by a single stanza of four lines (a quatrain) for a total of nineteen lines.[21] It is structured by two repeating rhymes and two refrains: the first line of the first stanza serves as the last line of the second and fourth stanzas, and the third line of the first stanza serves as the last line of the third and fifth stanzas.[21] The rhyme pattern is: aba aba aba aba aba abaa. (Found on Google)

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Blogging Woes – A Mild Rant

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My Laptop Guardian is not qualified to help me unfortunately.

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No one can deny that digital technology is a great invention. Computers are such an intrinsic part of our life today that one can hardly imagine living without them. Yet, there were times, not so long ago, when life was much less complicated without them. Because, when things go wrong, I mean very wrong and you can’t fix it yourself, you need an expert to correct the wrong.

I’m coming to the point.

When something goes wrong with your WordPress blog, you don’t always get the help you need; you’re directed to FAQ, and if there’s no answer to your problem there, well, that’s it, you’re stuck, you can’t email anyone, let alone talk to anyone; you’re left at the mercy of the electronic brain that simply couldn’t care less if you’re tearing your hair out because you can’t get the message across.

This is what happened.

The other day my husband wanted to create a WordPress account in order to LIKE one of my posts (Fear – Third Version) and further down the track to create his own photo blog. He clicked on LIKE and a window appeared to log in or register.

He followed the instructions to register, put in his email address and ‘dimitricblog2014’ appeared in one of the boxes.

‘Ah, that’s nice,’ I said. ‘You’ve been given a temporary name for your blog.’

Then he chose a nice theme for a photo blog: ‘Espied’.

One click: Congratulations!

Next: create a Gravatar.

One click: Congratulations!

Two emails followed with congratulations, of course. One email asked for confirmation.

CLICK!

This was the fatal click. To my horror I saw my profile icon in the top bar: my husband now had full access to my account – WordPress attached him to my site. Not that I have any secrets, it’s the principle that annoys me; does that mean that anyone with my surname can be attached to my site?

Now I’ve got this phantom Gravatar, ‘dimitric2014’, I can’t get rid of. And I can’t even use it. It’s frozen in time, in that moment of confusion in the electronic brain of WordPress.

Has anything like that happened to anyone else?

I’d be most grateful if you could enlighten me or just empathise.

Thanks for reading.

Have a nice week! Cheers :) Irina

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The Legend of St Basil’s Cathedral – #CoffinHop

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The Tsar of all Russia, Ivan the Terrible,
stood in awe of the glorious sight
before his eyes: nine golden domes of
St Basil’s Cathedral,
resplendent, a testimony to his power and might

He stood mesmerised, transfixed, perplexed,
and in his mind a thought took form,
somewhat dark,
a mark of a jealous streak,
not uncommon in those of high rank.

Overcome by emotion and blind envy,
he succumbed
to dark forces, issuing a royal command
to the royal guards:
“Summon the creator of St Basil’s to our court
and in secrecy do away with the instruments
of his creations! Go on, make it fast!”

They did exactly according to the royal decree:
The poor wretch was bound and gagged,
his eyes gouged out
before he could bring to life another
exquisite work of art -
for no edifice on earth should ever rival
the splendour of St Basil’s Cathedral!

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#CoffinHop Is Live | Dance at The “Terrible Myths & Legends” Death Masquerade Ball

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The Kintsugi Poets Society invites you to the Terrible Myths & Legends Death Masquerade Ball…
Where your favourite terrible myths and legends come masked in deathly poetry…

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Are you ready to do some grave-digging?
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Fear –Third Version (SunWinks! October 19, 2014: Metaphor)

Angry wasps
Fill my ears

Wildebeests stampede
Through the savannah

Lions and cheetahs
Ready to pounce

Parched earth
Ready to swallow me

Burning trees
Ready to embrace me

Hungry vultures
Descend

Gasping for air
I turn into
A stump!

Copyright © 2014 Irina Dimitric

For anyone interested to know why I’m posting a third version, please click on the link below. Doug Westberg is a fine mentor.

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Fear – Second Version (SunWinks! October 19, 2014: Metaphor)

I can hear the angry wasps
Buzzing around

And the stampede of the wildebeest
Through the savannah

With the lions and cheetahs
In wait, ready to pounce

I can see the parched earth
Gaping – ready to swallow me

I can smell the burning trees
Ready to embrace me

And a flock of
Hungry vultures
Descending

Gasping for air
I turn into
A stump!

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Fear (SunWinks! October 19, 2014: Metaphor)

First a flutter in the chest
Then a thudding
Elephants stampeding
Through the savannah
Sudden drought
In the throat
Words freeze
On the useless tongue
Gasping for air
She turns into
A statue

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