[the bear]

The burden of truth bends
The punished mind until
Atonement no longer provides
A counterweight to the dative
A mantissa to the accusative
Henceforth the admonition
Becomes an ineffable prolegomenon
In the court of oyer and plaidoyer
We plead autrefois acquit
We shoulder our fardel
Witch art in haven
Shandy shandy shandy

[sammy-lou]

(Original post by the bear)
The burden of truth bends
The punished mind until
Atonement no longer provides
A counterweight to the dative
A mantissa to the accusative
Henceforth the admonition
Becomes an ineffable prolegomenon
We shoulder our fardel
Witch art in haven
Shandy shandy shandy

Another good poem Bear, I particularly liked the lines I bolded, especially the pun on 'Which art in heaven'. Nice work.

[the bear]

(Original post by sammy-lou)
Another good poem Bear, I particularly liked the lines I bolded, especially the pun on 'Which art in heaven'. Nice work.

Thy words have savour and
Engender much easefulness
Even as doth the water-brook
Succour the panting hart or
The kindly lanthorn's glimmer
Guide the faltering step across
The perilous darkling plain
Fair lady of the coign creative
Prithee accept my dedication
Of these unworthy lines

[sammy-lou]

(Original post by the bear)
Thy words have savour and
Engender much easefulness
Even as doth the water-brook
Succour the panting hart or
The kindly lanthorn's glimmer
Guide the faltering step across
The perilous darkling plain
Fair lady of the coign creative
Prithee accept my dedication
Of these unworthy lines

In reply I must confess
Uselessness and youthfulness
In knowing your vivid lexical sets.
Upon the welcome to my browser’s home,
Resides a bookmark to dictionary.com –
In honour of you, Mr Bear,
Who’s fluorescent words leads me to fear
A command of the English tongue
Much inferior to that of some
Who also inhabit The Student Room.
So I plough away at this field of semantics
(And please don’t think me sycophantic);
I endeavour not to copy your words,
But simply to reap their pleasant rewards.

[the bear]

(Original post by sammy-lou)
In reply I must confess
Uselessness and youthfulness
In knowing your vivid lexical sets.
Upon the welcome to my browser’s home,
Resides a bookmark to dictionary.com –
In honour of you, Mr Bear,
Who’s fluorescent words leads me to fear
A command of the English tongue
Much inferior to that of some
Who also inhabit The Student Room.
So I plough away at this field of semantics
(And please don’t think me sycophantic);
I endeavour not to copy your words,
But simply to reap their pleasant rewards.

Such sweet benison to find my
Poor words admir'd ~ yet the
Puzzlement which freaks thy brow
Doth cause me foul distemper
Knowing that my popinjay tricks
Have clouded thy fair countenance
And set thee questing in some webbed
Site to unravel my lexical phantasie
Rather let the tender harmonies of
My verses enchant thee as the song
Of lark or merle delights with liquid
Syllables of obscure meaning

[sammy-lou]

(Original post by the bear)
Such sweet benison to find my
Poor words admir'd ~ yet the
Puzzlement which freaks thy brow
Doth cause me foul distemper
Knowing that my popinjay tricks
Have clouded thy fair countenance
And set thee questing in some webbed
Site to unravel my lexical phantasie
Rather let the tender harmonies of
My verses enchant thee as the song
Of lark or merle delights with liquid
Syllables of obscure meaning

Would it be akin to the death of a Mockingbird
To hunt the web for the meaning of select words?
Am I tainting the purity of linguistic finesse,
Because objective definition is what I request?
Liquid syllables alone are not enough;
When the meanings themselves are far from rough.
There's a pleasure I seek in filling my mind
With a plethora of words both crude and sublime,
Both polysyllabic and straight-to-the-point,
Both base Pig Latin and words of the Gods.
Prithee my friend, don't feel displeased,
Because your vocabulary just feeds that need -
I'm happy to while away moments of time,
Questing the Web: home to Spiders of Rhyme.

[the bear]

(Original post by sammy-lou)
Would it be akin to the death of a Mockingbird
To hunt the web for the meaning of select words?
Am I tainting the purity of linguistic finesse,
Because objective definition is what I request?
Liquid syllables alone are not enough;
When the meanings themselves are far from rough.
There's a pleasure I seek in filling my mind
With a plethora of words both crude and sublime,
Both polysyllabic and straight-to-the-point,
Both base Pig Latin and words of the Gods.
Prithee my friend, don't feel displeased,
Because your vocabulary just feeds that need -
I'm happy to while away moments of time,
Questing the Web: home to Spiders of Rhyme.

Sweet bird of youth
Whose merry stanzas cheer Aurora's gloom
If thou seek'st for curious and orotund expressions
To decorate thy bardic charivari
Then I have plenty for thy pleasure ~
Gaudy bows, curlicues and fancies
Furbelows, trinkets, nosegays and flounces
Such pleasant swags and swatches for to drape
And wrap thy well-formed verses
Sing bright sing long my pretty
For our lonely art is antidote
To a myriad of woes
& a puissant specific
Contra melancholy