Fauxku Choo Choo (the play's the thing)

[rayheinrich]

    shadows
    at the heart of love ~
    death stalks
   

    shadows
    falling
    for love
   

[just mercedes]

shadows
falling
for love

standing in the shadows of love
getting ready for the heartaches to come ... Is that cheating?

[rayheinrich]

shadows
   falling
   for love

standing in the shadows of love
getting ready for the heartaches to come ...       Is that cheating?

    1 to 4 line poem, used "shadows" and "love", so no.
    Speaking literally? No.  As poet John Lyly wrote: "All is fair in love, in war"
    Ripping off the Four Tops? Well, sort of... but if it's meant as an homage, there's nothing in the guidelines that prohibits it.
    Though maybe I should add something to the guidelines that says it needs to be in quotes and attributed.

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    "standing in the shadows of love
    getting ready for the heartaches to come"   *
   

    "from a heartache so blue
    from a shadow to the sun
    from a lifetime on the run"   **
   



    *Lyrics from the song "Standing in the Shadows of Love" by the Four Tops
    **Lyrics from the song "A Heartache, A Shadow, A Lifetime" by Dave Mason (Which really sucks.)

[just mercedes]

  I'll remember for next time.

[ellajam]

    "from a heartache so blue
    from a shadow to the sun
    from a lifetime on the run"   **
   



    **Lyrics from the song "A Heartache, A Shadow, A Lifetime" by Dave Mason (Which really sucks.)


I curl up in the shade
of your shadow
guarded from the heat

[just mercedes]

I curl up in the shade
of your shadow
guarded from the heat

the shadow of your smile*
has curled up in the heat.
the curtains fade.

* Song written and recorded by Tony Bennett

[rayheinrich]

   
    the shadow of your smile*
    has curled up in the heat.
    the curtains fade.
   
    * Song written and recorded by Tony Bennett
   


    "on the darkest night,
    even the shadows fade" *


    *said by the character Lemmy Caution in Jean-Luc Godard's Alphaville

[just mercedes]

"on the darkest night,
even the shadows fade" *


*said by the character Lemmy Caution in Jean-Luc Godard's Alphaville

*Then thou, whose shadow shadows doth make bright,
How would thy shadow’s form form happy show
To the clear day with thy much clearer light,
When to unseeing eyes thy shade shines so!


* Quatrain 2, sonnet 43, William Shakespeare

[rayheinrich]

*Then thou, whose shadow shadows doth make bright,
How would thy shadow’s form form happy show
To the clear day with thy much clearer light,
When to unseeing eyes thy shade shines so!


* Quatrain 2, sonnet 43, William Shakespeare
(Ray sez: I read this 20 times and had to make a Venn diagram...)



        Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
        That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
        And then is heard no more: it is a tale
        Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing.   *



*The whole famous thing:

From Macbeth:

SEYTON: The queen, my lord, is dead.

MACBETH: She should have died hereafter;
There would have been a time for such a word.
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time,
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.

For extra credit: Figure out how many damn novels derive
their names from various parts of these few lines.

[just mercedes]

For extra credit: Figure out how many damn novels derive
their names from various parts of these few lines.


It's deriving me mad - I can't figure out
the novice with various parts.

[rayheinrich]

    It's deriving me mad - I can't figure out
    the novice with various parts.
   

    We novices, our various parts declined,
    Derived from gods, their sources deeply veiled;
    Our heads in time stop searching for a mind,
    Is wisdom just the knowledge that we've failed?

[just mercedes]

We novices, our various parts declined,
Derived from gods, their sources deeply veiled;
Our heads in time stop searching for a mind,
Is wisdom just the knowledge that we've failed?


We expertly recline our variocose parts,
deprived of tone, their junction deeply veiled;
our minds in time stop blaming dogs for farts,
we crumble, slowly, tumble, gently fail.

[rayheinrich]

    We expertly recline our variocose parts,
    deprived of tone, their junction deeply veiled;
    our minds in time stop blaming dogs for farts,
    we crumble, slowly, tumble, gently fail.
   

    Ah love, how did we come to fall apart,
    Where once we firmly held each other's hands?
    With time we've lost our skill at lover's art;
    Let's learn again, seek out where Cupid stands.
   

[RiverNotch]

Ah love, how did we come to fall apart,
Where once we firmly held each other's hands?
With time we've lost our skill at lover's art;
Let's learn again, seek out where Cupid stands.

The ages stole our skill at lover's art:
With Christian virtue, burned what holds the heart.
But love of knowledge wipes the ash away
Where Cupid drills a daughter of Pompeii.

[ellajam]

The ages stole our skill at lover's art:
With Christian virtue, burned what holds the heart.
But love of knowledge wipes the ash away
Where Cupid drills a daughter of Pompeii.

a daughter returns
sunburned — adorns
seawalls with gulls and surfboards

[rayheinrich]

    a daughter returns
    sunburned — adorns
    seawalls with gulls and surfboards
   
   
    at the beach
    the scent of your sunscreen
    travels the sea
    finds me

[Tiger the Lion]

at the beach
the scent of your sunscreen
travels the sea
finds me

the scent of sea
travels a desert
to find you

[ellajam]

the scent of sea
travels a desert
to find you

the scent of strawberry
rhubarb cobbler
mmmmm dessert

[just mercedes]

the scent of strawberry
rhubarb cobbler
mmmmm dessert

he deserted
scenting disaster
a load of old cobblers

[rayheinrich]

    he deserted
    scenting disaster
    a load of old cobblers

    deserted cobbler's children
    hung up by their bare feet
    blood, dripping from their heads...
    i hate art