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Nothing's New

If nothing's new under the Sun, whence, pray tell, did this poem come? My Ego itches, my side in stitches- When Morning thoughts have their fun. Bring the houris and tell them stories- thine odalisques should fawn O'er the glories of our quarries- before the day has dawned.

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Jerry T Curtis

Date: 4/3/2014 5:06:00 PM

I'm sad to say In My own humble way I have read this poem before It came down through the ages Scribbled on pages By a chambermaid, during her chores Just kidding , Good point and nice write

B. Maxine Revolution

Date: 1/29/2014 8:38:00 PM

I simply adore the way this is written. -R.R.

Just That Archaic Poet
Date: 1/31/2014 8:07:00 AM

Thank you, Maxine! :)

Sophia Valentina

Date: 1/28/2014 10:01:00 PM

Deleted my comment, did you? Wow, what a way to handle critique ;).

Just That Archaic Poet
Date: 2/1/2014 12:06:00 PM

WELL! You know how it is; can't have my genius in question, can I?

Sophia Valentina

Date: 1/28/2014 8:02:00 PM

Interesting poem but seems written out of boredom and as a way to experiment with new words. Been reading Reader's Digest, have we? You've written better. By the way, ‘Whence’ implies a “from” already; so preceding it with ‘from’, which is commonly done, is redundant. This is the principal advantage of using a word like “whence” instead of just saying “from where”; it implies the “from” already.

Just That Archaic Poet
Date: 2/1/2014 12:06:00 PM

You're such an a$$!

Samuel Durant

Date: 1/28/2014 5:38:00 PM

Playful, inspired little piece. I really enjoyed it. The opening couplet sizzles.

Just That Archaic Poet
Date: 1/29/2014 8:59:00 AM

You have my thanks as always, Samuel; thank you :)

Cyndi Macmillan

Date: 1/28/2014 1:52:00 PM

http://www.brownielocks.com/words.html me thinks you'd love this link. HUGS!

Just That Archaic Poet
Date: 1/29/2014 9:00:00 AM

Will be checking it out in a jiffy; thanks, Miss Thing <3

Cyndi Macmillan

Date: 1/27/2014 2:11:00 PM

:D Fawn, one of those words I wish we could resurrect. Years ago, I had a blog put up here on vintage words... sigh... Hey, ahem, er, I wrote you a sonnet. I think (hopehopehope) you like it. I'll be blogging it in a few days, tonight belongs to Nette. Hugs, CLW, much more than 2

Cyndi Macmillan
Date: 1/28/2014 1:44:00 PM

:D Whew You're okay...was worried about you getting a chill. Your sonnet IS posted in my poems... but your blog about the poem will be in a day or two (trying to go by order of poems written, tonight is for Linda Marie) :( Hey but :-) I put up a true story on your Feminist blog (I think I'm more a Feminine-ist - ha!) I'm going to go scout a link I had in my blog on lovely old words BRB

Just That Archaic Poet
Date: 1/27/2014 9:19:00 PM

How sweet of you Loo-Who! That genuinely warms my heart and cheers my Soul <3 <3 I love old, discarded archaic words; they're beautiful. I am so with you about resurrecting the old words. Thank you so much for the read and reply, Miss Thing; I adore you :) ~ Chan

Skat A

Date: 1/27/2014 7:16:00 AM

ha, love how this swam out of you. You'll always have something to say. Skat

Just That Archaic Poet
Date: 1/27/2014 9:20:00 PM

Thanks, Skat. My mouth is rarely closed and my pen is always near-by ;) Thanks for dropping by :) ~Chan

Scott Thirtyseven

Date: 1/27/2014 4:13:00 AM

Nothing's new, just recreated. And recreated in a different light, the light of dawn. Bring me the Odalisques! Have fun my fiend, and may the day bring great things.

Just That Archaic Poet
Date: 1/27/2014 9:21:00 PM

I wish the same for you, my friend. You're awesome, Scott :) ~Chan