Mixed Mediums (A Play on Shakespeare)
Oh good grief! Is this what it has come to??? Did I really write this???
This is the result of watching an MSNBC documentary, reading a book on poetic form, digesting a little Shakespeare, and mixing in a bit of melancholic obsession with the fall. (At least that’s what I’m going to tell The Bard when he haunts me in my dreams for sacrilege.) I’m also going to blame Linda Cassidy Lewis for commenting that “October rages.” (jk, Linda 
)
My husband hates this poem. I’ll consider that a compliment given his eternally optimistic disposition.
*with my apologies to The Bard
Serial killer Out, out brief candle!
Severs victims limb from limb
…Life’s but a walking shadow
October rages Struts…. then heard no more.
October 30th, 2009 |
Well that smile must be contagious because now I’m smiling too:) Thank you, JP. I’m so glad you liked it!
October 30th, 2009 |
this makes even my tired face smile tonight -
such a delightful short
October 30th, 2009 |
Hmmm…never thought of suspense being my thing, but who knows? I’m happy it brought up some happy memories for you my friend:)
October 30th, 2009 |
If you ever write a suspense novel, this should be incorporated in the fist paragraph of the first chapter. Very sophisticated stuff Danielle.
Reading this reminded me of seeing some plays at Stratford. Good memories from highschool.
October 29th, 2009 |
Glad it made you smile, Bill. I never did either. Still don’t thank goodness:)
October 29th, 2009 |
I don’t know why, but this has me smiling! Never thought of Fall as a serial killer … in fact I always liked it.
October 29th, 2009 |
Yes, seems it is always the season on weekend MSNBC. Glad you liked this:)
October 29th, 2009 |
Funny..I watched an interview with a serial killer on MSNBC the other day. Tis the season, I guess. I LOVE the way you’ve mixed this up, though…especially how the first two lines play off each other, the serial killer snuffing out lives like a candle. Good stuff here..
October 29th, 2009 |
Hello there young scribe! Yes, I did enjoy your poem. Keep it going!
October 29th, 2009 |
Hey it’s gianluca I’m glad you liked the vampire poem . Visit my blog LOL
October 29th, 2009 |
That works for me:)
October 28th, 2009 |
I think he would love it.
October 28th, 2009 |
I wonder….though I doubt he’d approve of me playing around with Macbeth lol…
October 28th, 2009 |
I wonder if Shakespeare ever dreamed he would be remembered after all these years…especially on halloween.
October 28th, 2009 |
ha ha thanks Linda. As you can see, your comment haunted me.
October 28th, 2009 |
My, you “rage” so well.
October 28th, 2009 |
BOO to you too!!!
October 28th, 2009 |
oh my! that was scary!
happy Halloween! lol!
October 27th, 2009 |
Argh– no pressure there;)
Actually, this is a great challenge. Hmmmm….
October 27th, 2009 |
Spooky good time.
I can’t wait to see what you have in store for us on Halloween.
October 27th, 2009 |
Falc, you wouldn’t be the first to steal it;) Here it is, in all its glory:
Macbeth:
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.
Macbeth Act 5, scene 5, 19–28 by Willliam Shakespeare.
Is this not the most AMAZING verse ever written? I just robbed a bit of it because for whatever reason in my weirdo mind, I thought of it when I was writing this haiku. To be honest it is the only bit of Shakespeare I would even recognize. Shame on me for not including a proper citation in the first place!
I’m suddenly feeling very dramatic
October 27th, 2009 |
That’s the spirit, Flow! Keep that imagery going….;)
October 27th, 2009 |
I love this! I love the imagery and ambiance.
Out, out brief candle … I’m so stealing that!
October 27th, 2009 |
I dig it. its raw, i like raw
October 27th, 2009 |
Kissed by Shakespeare??? Dare I dream???
I wondered where Sir Ichabod was coming up with his comments! Time for some further investigation:)
October 27th, 2009 |
I REALLY, REALLY love this! You know, one of my blogging friends, Ichabod, does this sort of thing but with his own words. Sometimes I’ll write a poem and he’ll echo each line with his own thoughts. I do the same back sometimes….beautiful art form, and I’m sure Sir Shakespeare is smiling huge and sneaking kisses when Your husband’s not looking!
Thank You and Cheers!
October 27th, 2009 |
Well said, Paul! Nice to see you again. Thanks for dropping in.
October 27th, 2009 |
The sad thing is that the media glorifies and bombards us with all the bad happenings in the world often and so close to Halloween. These words are becoming very common. It’s a transitive theme and time from the warmth and life of summer into the cold and dead of winter.
Well-written Danielle!!!
October 27th, 2009 |
Why, thank you, Darc. I must admit I had a feeling you would like the err..imagery…you know, with your horrific tendencies and all….;)
October 27th, 2009 |
Oh, I LOVE this! Awesome, very atmospheric! Brilliant, D! The Bard will have to admit it’s good whether he wants to or not.
October 27th, 2009 |
There was havoc in the trees last night, J…the leaves didn’t stand a chance against the wind.
October 27th, 2009 |
Beautiful job on the form D. Perfect for this last week of October!