Shakespeare and Me...a lifetime remembered!

By cnwriter..carolina,
Posted in Wikinut>Writing>Poetry

Many lifetimes we have had as many people, rich, poor, black, white, noble, peasant all sorts. Of course some of you dont believe this and others will say cnwriter you are nuts...I really dont care for I Know and that is all that matters....

• Flowing Words
• Shakespeare's School of Writers
• Shakespeare's Perfection
• Honouring your Ability
• credits

Flowing Words

quill pen

The Bard and I one day
Together wrote a play
To entertain the Queen
When to the Globe she came

At tables we sat he and I

With quill pens we did write
Taught me he had
To parley words and put together
Just like that

No rhyme nor reason did they have
Just flowing thoughts with meaning had
Yet found their way indeed they did
Becoming something of import

Shakespeare's School of Writers

Shakespeare's school

Part of his school of writers 
Small it was but filled
With those so passionate
Of words
And words
And words

Taking them
Making them into grandiose forms
On subjects of every kind
We played with them
Backwards
Forwards
Inbetween

It mattered not to us
Our minds were filled with marvellous themes
Our eyes such beauty saw
Our ears heard music so sublime
Flowing in and through the words

Shakespeare's Perfection

A beautiful man was he

Put it here
Move it there
It fits not anyway
What the bloody hell you doing
Go to hell you all

Shakespeare his temper quite profound
It turned us not away
We tried again again again
To make it rhyme just right

His approval we did want
To know we did it right
To have our master turn to us
And smile with delight

And chuckle in his pointed beard
As words flowed honey like
A nod of his head sent all of us
Into raptures rare

Honouring your Ability

enjoy it all

And to this day we remember
Some of us
What we were taught
So long ago

Ego you may say
From jealousy you come
You cannot write the way I do
But why should you anyway

You have your own inimitable way
Wonderful it is to read
A writer's life not always what it seems
Just doing it is a marvellous thing

So honour yourself for your ability
And love all that you do

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Ode to Sensuality...Mine....

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A sight to see..

on drum strum

A bag of bones
I may be
But what a lovely sight to see
Lissom lithe

I think of you
Sensations through me run
Silvery dartings
Along my veins
Like magic fingers
On harp do strum

No need of physicality
Enough unto myself I am

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=whndX4SLNNM  a very strange and wonderful video by Aeternus...

Sensuality

She...

Sensual a marvellous word
Describes me to a tee
Like wine
Age cannot change that part of me

How fortunate
In being as I am
Sum total of so very much
The choice I made this time around

Quote from Shakespeare

Cleopatra

Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale
Her infinite variety; other women cloy
The appetites they feed, but she makes hungry
Where most she satisfies

Through streets of Alexandria he rode
Noble Anthony bestrode
Knowing of the beauteous woman
Soon to see
Awaiting him behind diaphanous veils
Every hue

He came to her
He plough’d her and she cropp’d
Sensations like a million stars
When first appeareth in the sky
Running amok through limitless space
Burning up the universe

Seduction

mystique..

Oh women weep
Your men have gone
Followed the trail of seduction
Left by one who knew

Sultry temptations at her fingertips
Aromas of the east
Around her twirled
Part of her mystique

She kept....

Loulan in Phoenicia

Ten thousand years ago or more
She lived
Part of a culture greatly renowned
Again there she held sway

A sorceress in every way
When upon you her eyes did light
Forever under her spell you lay
No good for any other

A menagerie of men she kept
One for every day
To take out use abundantly
Then put away

Yet young she died
Used up
Her choice
Doing what she did so well

and so it was.....

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Taming of the Shrew!!!!

Taming of the Shrew...Nearly....

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  Newness

  

  words, images...

   

  Newness here for me
  Yet oldness raises still its head
  I was there
  Perhaps you too
  Some of us maybe
  
  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=deB_u-to-IE

  Choosing

  

  magical choices..

   

  This is how it came to be
  For me
  Learning on many levels
  Some we see
  Most not
  
  Impossible for many
  Unless they choose back
  As I have done
  Oh God 
  How powerful this is

  Bitch

  

  the shrew...taming...

   

  Which play shall I choose
  To write about 
  Use
  Ponder on this I must
  Not lose the pace
  Into a million words race
  As only I can
  
  Julius Caesar I have done
  Now I hear 
  Taming of the Shrew
  May be good for you
  You bitch
  
  Yes I am
  
  Fear of being called a name
  I have overcome
  Easy now for me
  Traversing words
  Making them come to life
  As I have always done

  Heart of God

  

  as IT is...

   

  Caring
  Loving 
  Sharing
  I do
  Do you
  
  If so then join me on this journey rare
  Into the heart of God
  Bliss filled
  Magnificent
  In every way

  The Christ, The Traveller

  

  Christ above..Christ everywhere

  
  Wonderful words 
  Filled with knowing
  Bliss
  Measured only by time
  State of Mind
  Yours to do with as you will
  
  Gainsay
  Nothing can come unless allowed
  Through scriptures of the inner mind
  Where loving dwells
  
  This taught I
  By Master Jesus Himself
  And my Traveller J-R
  Magnificent in every way
  Beyond what can ever be imagined
  
  and so it is.....
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Celebrating Shakespeare's 450th Birthday today...April 23, 1564

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mmbTHgFlvLI

Strange Place

spilled ink...

The world a strange place has become
When out of darkness tales are spread
Those who such things do
Separated from any kind of love are they
Flowers of a different form

Like spilt ink
Spreading slowly o'er the ground
Reaching out in strangest ways
Gathering to itself
All that stands in its way
Like a darkling mist at night

Christopher Marlowe did the same
He another Elizabethan dramatist

Celebrate 450 years

kaleidescope of life.

Today we celebrate the Bard
450 years would be
Around his birthday comes again
Shakespeare the greatest poet of all

April 23 1564
In numerology adds up 2+5 = 7
He came to cooperate
Find freedom and know the mystic law

His poetry plays and sonnets
Depict so much of his life
His knowing
His understanding of mankind
Just as I do

All Humankind

All...

He wrote of all
Good and bad
Dark and light
His message to mankind

Experience all there is t
Through words and actions
He laid them out as plain can be
Just as I do

The Queen would often to the Globe
Accompanied by her courtiers
To watch the players on the stage
Perform their parts
Bring awareness of the souls of man
The darkness and the light
That which crawls
That walks upright
Who laughs
Who weeps
Argues or likes
These all part of humankind

Not Pointing at anyone

Each becoming All...

Again I write words that come through
To be placed upon the page
For everyone to read
Perhaps find themselves displayed
I often do

That is the way we grow as humankind
Seeing our faults blessings as one
No pointing fingers not at all
Acknowledging that we are
Part of a kaleidescope of colours shapes galore
Fitting into each and every form
As through journey of life we take

and so it is.....

A Mid Spring's Night Dream.....Asses and All

The Bard

asses head

My friend the Bard
One summer's day
Took upon himself
To write a play entitled
A Mid-Summer Night's Dream

Oh what a scream
People running hither and thither
In forest hiding
Asses head upon their shoulders

A mix it was of playful games
Love and hate
Those fun things
That seem to make the world go round
Then as Now

So thought I to do the same

Mykonos

Set on a stage in Mykonos
Atop a hill
All red and gold and mirrors there
Surrounded by blue blue sea
On which sailed tiny bateaux
(boats to you!)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ym8JjY4fy-M
Around forest glade
Some actors played
Came they had from Athens
To show their wares

Harlequined costumes
Cod pieces too
Covering their nether ends!!!!

On their heads sat asses hats
Long ears pocked through small small holes
Eyes peered through tiny slits
Across their mouths we wont say
Sellotaped they should have been

Fun and Games

kiss my ass....

The lady and her favourite paramour
At least at this time was
Others she had frightened into graves
Not matter old or young

They into forest came by chance
To spend a night of gaiety
Not knowing others too were there
Bent on playing similar games

An Athenian knight dithering was he
Wondering where his lady be
He did not know she had wandered away
To find another with whom to play

A Good Time

forest glade

All bent on having a good time
These different folk strolled here and there
Not really caring whom they would find
Hidden away by stream or cave
Only their lusty natures mattered now

One of the players kind heart had he
Came upon a pretty maid
Asleep on forest's lavender she did lie
Nearby another lay

Oh dear he said
Here lies that pretty maid
My master told me of
Betrayed by one like him
A churl indeed

So taking up a pot of stuff
Googblee goblee like all her words
The ones she writes on all fair sites
He threw it on the his eyes and said

"Churl upon thine eyes I throw
All the power this spell doth know
When thou awakest let love forbid
Sleep his seat on they eyelid"
quote from Shakespeare's A Mid-Summer's Night Dream

Wool o'er Eyes

Mykonos

Off then he went upon his way
Looking for others of his ilk
Who had accompanied him
Across blue Mediterranean seas

Naughty they were
Tricky dickies ndeed
Waiting to pull the wool o'er your eyes
If you let them too close

Do be aware the moral contained herein
And if you can't
Then continue on your way through life
As it has always been
Ha ha ha ha ha ha......

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Mad Dash into Merry Olde Engeland...and all that Ding Dongs....

This you will find most convoluted but then madness stalks our land so why not join that merrie group.  From Elizabeth 1 to those of you who aspire to be at the top of the ladder of fame...good luck...needed it will be....

The Power of One

on map of engleland stands

Pitter patter went tiny feet
Those that on a kingdom stand
She a Queen of England
Elizabeth the First

Stood there directing all
With queenly power
As Gloriana she was known
Second woman crowned as Queen
In Engeland....

They tried to influence her rule
Bring about her demise
But she with Tudor power and grace
Would not allow dictate of men
To influence her knowledge wise

Words glorious Words

Shakespeare...

Shakespeare himself was there
At Globe he played an actor too
But words glorious words
The best thing he could ever do

Play upon play he did proscribe
On subjects covering heaven and hell
And everything inbetween
Just as I do so well

At night he scribbled endlessly
Black ink his fingers stained
When morn's first light his window struck
Crumbled papers on floor lay

The Misery of Men

queene of engeland

Where are you going to my pretty maid
Cross field and forest we see you there
In different garbs you change your way
Power of women again in play

Queen or scullery maid
Matters not
Whom you are lies deep within
For only you can birth
A line of kings or some such thing

Men have their say in every way
But inside the fear is always near
Their bloodline end it could
Then all they worked and fought for too
As men are supposed to do
Gone like drops of rain upon glass pane
Disappeared out of view

Convoluted

ring a ding ding...

Another happy scrappy piece
To entertain you well
Put rings on your fingers
On your toes bells

Ring a dong ding
Here songsters sing
Celebrating
Rite of Spring

A lovely way to go indeed
As through your life of mediocrity
You wend your way
Fast cars fast food will do it not

You gaze up into the sky
Waiting to gain a place up high
Pecking order you will find
To make it to the front of line
Takes more much more
To succeed
Intention will get you there
Commitment another way

Choose wisely.....advice I give

and so it is

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The Bard and Me...History.....

Many lifetimes we have had as many people, rich, poor, black, white, noble, peasant all sorts. Of course some of you dont believe this and others will say cnwriter you are nuts...I really dont care for I Know and that is all that matters....

• Flowing Words
• Shakespeare's School of Writers
• Shakespeare's Perfection
• Honouring your Ability
• credits

Flowing Words

quill pen

The Bard and I one day
Together wrote a play
To entertain the Queen
When to the Globe she came

At tables we sat he and I
With quill pens we did write
Taught me he had
To parley words and put together
Just like that

No rhyme nor reason did they have
Just flowing thoughts with meaning had
Yet found their way indeed they did
Becoming something of import

Shakespeare's School of Writers

Shakespeare's school

Part of his school of writers 
Small it was but filled
With those so passionate
Of words
And words
And words

Taking them
Making them into grandiose forms
On subjects of every kind
We played with them
Backwards
Forwards
Inbetween

It mattered not to us
Our minds were filled with marvellous themes
Our eyes such beauty saw
Our ears heard music so sublime
Flowing in and through the words

Shakespeare's Perfection

A beautiful man was he

Put it here
Move it there
It fits not anyway
What the bloody hell you doing
Go to hell you all

Shakespeare his temper quite profound
It turned us not away
We tried again again again
To make it rhyme just right

His approval we did want
To know we did it right
To have our master turn to us
And smile with delight

And chuckle in his pointed beard
As words flowed honey like
A nod of his head sent all of us
Into raptures rare

Honouring your Ability

enjoy it all

And to this day we remember
Some of us
What we were taught
So long ago

Ego you may say
From jealousy you come
You cannot write the way I do
But why should you anyway

You have your own inimitable way
Wonderful it is to read
A writer's life not always what it seems
Just doing it is a marvellous thing

So honour yourself for your ability
And love all that you do

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hereLast Journey of an Egyptian Queen
hereReturning Again...Journeying through Lifetimes
hereCreative Writing from the Heart