Post by AquarianM on May 17, 2011 at 1:30am
The Chocolate Wars...
Chocolate Ninja
Chocolate Dragon
In a forked battle at Kung Pao,
Dark and drizzled was the day,
Fierce and furious with magic and heat flying about,
Mysteries that will never be solved,
Only sung about for ages and generations.
Hu Chia' Shinzo the Ninja Lord,
Fought the Terror of the Chokore-to Mountains,
The dark Dragon Shokora,
For fourteen days and nights.
There was steam and heat,
Cracked and split stones flew about,
As they battled on mountain tops,
Stalked each other in cloud valleys,
Raced upon the rustling branches of trees,
Swam between schools of mountain stream fish,
Neither staunch opponent was able to get the upper hand.
In the end, they held truce,
And the Lord invited the weary Dragon for dinner,
Which they held with ceremony and in splendor,
Under a softly glowing paper Moon.
AquarianM
By: Daniel A. Stafford
(C) 05/17/2011
Author's note:
The two images above have an interesting origin. If you've ever heard of the Turkish custom of reading the grounds of Turkish (exactly like Greek) coffee, you'll be able to appreciate this. (For those unfamiliar with the method, the reader sees images in the grounds, like an ink-blot test, then interprets them.) These came from my attempt to read the remains of a chocolate fondue dessert my wife and I had on Sunday evening. The Ninja Lord was her plate, the Dragon was mine. These are un-retouched phone camera shots of the two plates.
Chocolate Ninja
Chocolate Dragon
In a forked battle at Kung Pao,
Dark and drizzled was the day,
Fierce and furious with magic and heat flying about,
Mysteries that will never be solved,
Only sung about for ages and generations.
Hu Chia' Shinzo the Ninja Lord,
Fought the Terror of the Chokore-to Mountains,
The dark Dragon Shokora,
For fourteen days and nights.
There was steam and heat,
Cracked and split stones flew about,
As they battled on mountain tops,
Stalked each other in cloud valleys,
Raced upon the rustling branches of trees,
Swam between schools of mountain stream fish,
Neither staunch opponent was able to get the upper hand.
In the end, they held truce,
And the Lord invited the weary Dragon for dinner,
Which they held with ceremony and in splendor,
Under a softly glowing paper Moon.
AquarianM
By: Daniel A. Stafford
(C) 05/17/2011
Author's note:
The two images above have an interesting origin. If you've ever heard of the Turkish custom of reading the grounds of Turkish (exactly like Greek) coffee, you'll be able to appreciate this. (For those unfamiliar with the method, the reader sees images in the grounds, like an ink-blot test, then interprets them.) These came from my attempt to read the remains of a chocolate fondue dessert my wife and I had on Sunday evening. The Ninja Lord was her plate, the Dragon was mine. These are un-retouched phone camera shots of the two plates.
Words are the mind's bridge - it's connection to the universe.
Love is the heart's bridge - it's connection to all other souls.
Loving words can work miracles.
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Love is the heart's bridge - it's connection to all other souls.
Loving words can work miracles.
---------------------------------------
All of my published poetry is at:
www.lulu.com/spotlight/coloringbookforallages