Friday, March 29, 2013

The beast within and haiku.

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Welcome ladies and gentlemen.  Prepare yourself for a contest of wits.  Before you can compete with others, however, you must first compete with yourself.  As I truly enjoyed the hurdles Aunty provided, I decided to go a bit novel myself.  Against my ingrained patterns of traditionalism, or because of it, given exceptions often more prove the rule than not, I am going off my path.  I had thought to go thoroughly modern.  However, I have my limits.  So, the rules are as follows:


Some of the form stands, some of it does not.  The 5-7-5 rule is not in play, however, three lines are a must.  The goal is extreme brevity, along the lines of 5-7-5, plus or minus 3?  No absolutes though, if I, as the judge, find the extension or greater economy pleasing I will accept that.  There must be a strict adherence to block form Zen thinking, with the topic being the beast within.  Greater honor goes to those who choose to mitigate or negotiate the particular personal evil.  Some venality is enigmatic, being difficult to even know, so on some topics one could choose, simply being able to identify a inscrutable vice will receive right approbation.

From what I have read, none of you are... novices.  So, I toss the colors deep into the psychic fray.  From what I have seen, you will not disappoint... yourselves.

While I do enjoy pictures I do employ music videos more frequently, to answer questions or excite considerations.  As such, I have two recent finds which I think do wonderfully at expressing some things.  Given that they are songs, they are extremely long for this artistry.  Yet, that they are songs, I do believe they are quite brief and to the point within their own genre.  The first is a personal vice, if artistically rendered.  Cads aren't werewolves, if there is something to that.  The final video is ripe with minor vices and foibles of both parties in the war of love.  To my mind, both cover the bonus, as well.  In the first, to my mind, the rascal is caught... neophytes!  In the latter, the vices are overcome, and the two become one once more.  I have attempted to pick music that isn't... too... offsetting.  But my tastes are what they are. 
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An example, from the first video.  Oh, you don't have to use these videos, at all.  Nor do you need to submit one.  All things, that way, are optional.

Her with love and hope,
Him love-starved animal on prowl-
Silver wedding ring through heart

Good hunting!

19 comments:

  1. The darkness within, eh?
    I can't promise anything, but I'll
    dig around in the murky depths of the foam psyche and see what I can come up with.

    I liked the first video, btw. Haven't had time to listen to the 2nd yet.

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  2. uh-oh...I'se in trouble. No idea what "block form zen' be. Reckon this will be a wild ride!

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  3. foam,

    Welcome! And, never worry. I am sure you will do fine. Just don't get lost back in there. I am looking forward to the results. A mind is usually a terrible thing to waste.

    I am pleased you enjoyed the video. I wonder if the whole post was a bit too dark. I mean, I went mellow but... my mellow and other people's mellow seems to be different somehow.

    Aunty,

    Oh, 'block Zen form' you ask? How about dispassionate, stoic, dissociated? Think along those lines, and give or take.

    And don't worry. In the hereabouts, rules and regs are wonderful for starting a project in a specific direction. I like them clean, precise, sure. Then things happens anyway, as they will. See? Zen. Urhm, you can ignore all that but the first line as you so wish, or need.

    I don't even listen to me most of the time. Dissociation is a wonderful thing at times.

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  4. Did you say not 5-7-5 but shorter three lines? Your example...?
    I'm soooo out of practice.

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  5. Uhm? Okay, here is my example:

    Her with love and hope,
    Him love-starved animal on prowl-
    Silver wedding ring through heart

    Three lines are required. The notion of 5-7-5 syllables, however, isn't required. My example poem has 5-9-7. You could go 2-4-2 on up to say 8-10-8, or any combination such as 2-10-3, 8-2-3, 3-10-8 etc. (And, actually, if you wanted to take a risk, you could try 1-1-1 or 10-7-1, pushing the envelope of opportunity provided.)

    I had hoped it wouldn't be too complicated. As I told Aunty, don't worry. Just do your thing. Art (even life) and rules are sometimes quite incongruent.

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  6. Or here, another example (from the other video):

    woman worries, draws out, pecks
    man hides, ignores, bites, confused
    in unison union love

    7-7-7 It might just seem wrong but it's legal to be incorrect today. Not that this is Easter and that is the number of the Church or anything. :p

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  7. Speaking of minds.. Here is my offering..


    Amidst the mind fog
    Dusty memories grapple..

    Senescence triumphs.

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  8. I'll let you know if and when I'm up on the foaming..

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  9. I'm up!
    my entry...

    the beast
    is self
    denied.

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  10. foamy,

    Very nice. Short, proverbially sweet, and to the kisser? Yep.

    Jean,

    Wonderful two-step there. Many questions are answered, half the answers are demolished.

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  11. Doom's place shows a dry and dark wit. Interesting way to challenge us this week. Had to step well outside of my usual place to look *into* this. Found a life-lesson in the memory banks. A beast within can be cumpulsiveness of various kinds.

    Learned kindness = don’t hurt.
    But...boyfriend’s NUTS. Dangerous!
    Instinct wins. Bail! Gird!

    Kindness a beast?
    Yes.
    When it can get you KILLED!

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  12. The frail defiance
    Honor, unknown mystery
    But are equals, yes?

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  13. Tang of sweat at night
    Dread and pride in toxic brew
    Iron, or poison, yields

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  14. serendipitouswildmoments,

    Ah, the darkly sweet truth of love. As a very adventurous man in my time, I can attest that love is the most dangerous of endeavors. Mountain climbing, hiking through deserts, war? They do not compare.

    Men are direct when in their flaws, but the dagger in the night or the poison in the cup are wondrously treacherous. For some these things somehow mean love. I have always found some of the answer to such in the mirror. But surely not all.

    D.C.,

    Very good. I see you too have studied your reflection well. I am quite glad to see you trying your hand.

    Iron, or poison, yields, indeed.

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  15. and I'm up.. with a visual.. and a video (very long though)

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  16. Oh, by the way, feel free to post your pieces with extra content at your leisure, then visit other blogs.

    Some have put up a rendition of their submissions, with added content. So far foam and Jean have done a post on their piece. Loverly!

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  17. my entries

    shame regret heartache
    tangled web of darkness caught
    monster in the mirror

    longing to see life happy
    storms emotions war within
    eyes stare nothing

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  18. Serendipity checking in with a second. More my style, actually.

    A beast of fang and claw….
    the hunting cat lies within me.
    I must draw blood to live.

    Visuals are available at
    http://tidewrack.wordpress.com/2013/04/01/beast-within/

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  19. becca,

    I really like that first submission. It catches a lot very quickly, including my breath. While it is a terrible thing to know, knowing allows for a choice, and the choice can lead to marvels... Forgiveness? Real love, maybe?

    serendipitouswildmoments,

    I had a... suspicion I would see you again. I do like this poem very well. There are several cat types here. My girls share my home because we understand some things, and each other, quite well. Thank you.

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