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D. Allen Jenkins Topic Starter Supreme Member Offline All I got was a rock Posts: 1118 Location: Columbus, Ohio Joined: Sep 18^th, 2003	Re: OldSaps' Fables Reply #10 - Apr 26^th, 2006 at 6:23am	Print Post
	Terrence, It's perfect; there's a moral in there to be learned. Good job! Doug


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Terence Gold Star Member Offline in an English country garden ... Posts: 900 Joined: Mar 15^th, 2006	Re: OldSaps' Fables Reply #9 - Apr 25^th, 2006 at 7:55pm	Print Post
	Fable VI Does it ever pour? I hate to open up the mail these days as all I get are past due notices, department store demands, the IRS’ reminders that my tax is due, SO PAY or find yourself in jail. What can I say? They send me credit cards. My promises to pay evoke collectors’ menaces and yet they wanted me to spend that way. So go ahead my dear, I’m drowned in debt, but what the heck, you get those shoes and let me worry where the money’s coming from. Although its bad, I will stay very calm - I know tomorrow is another day, And one more credit card is on its way. Doug, this is loosely based on the adage "A drowning man is not troubled by the rain". I hope it fits as a fable, if not I'll move it. Terence
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D. Allen Jenkins Topic Starter Supreme Member Offline All I got was a rock Posts: 1118 Location: Columbus, Ohio Joined: Sep 18^th, 2003	Re: OldSaps' Fables Reply #8 - Apr 21^st, 2006 at 3:42am	Print Post
	Fable V Rich Fool, Poor Fool There was a boy that everyone thought slow, and everyday the older kids would play a game with him, stupidity to show, then laugh at him and go their merry way. The game was simple— proving every time that ignorance should not equate to bliss. They’d offer him a dollar and a dime and he would squeeze the dime into his fist. Their laughter roared; the simpleton stayed calm until they disappeared inside the school. And then he put the dime placed in his palm into the dime filled jar he’d labeled “Fools”. You’d take a dollar but a single time but fools will part more often with a dime. © D. Allen Jenkins


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D. Allen Jenkins Topic Starter Supreme Member Offline All I got was a rock Posts: 1118 Location: Columbus, Ohio Joined: Sep 18^th, 2003	Re: OldSaps' Fables Reply #7 - Apr 21^st, 2006 at 2:36am	Print Post
	Fable IV Parable of the Cookie Jar The cookie jar was set a foot too high for little Johnnie’s fingertips to touch, and he just didn’t know how he’d get by if he could not ascend the cherry hutch and reach the smiling bear whose stomach bore the object of his hunger’s strong desire. But wisdom urged his feet stay on the floor, and not tempt fate, or worse, his mother’s ire— but rather do the proper thing and ask if she would kindly bring the cookies down to place them on a lower shelf; a task within her power to achieve; a frown to turn to smiles; an opportunity to let a small thing be all it can be. © D. Allen Jenkins


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D. Allen Jenkins Topic Starter Supreme Member Offline All I got was a rock Posts: 1118 Location: Columbus, Ohio Joined: Sep 18^th, 2003	Re: OldSaps' Fables Reply #6 - Apr 17^th, 2006 at 11:08pm	Print Post
	Fable III River Bed Panning In river beds, the blanket’s always wet, as molecules of water soak their threads; so staying warm is difficult, and yet it beats the rocks on which we lay our heads. I realize this is not quite paradise; but still life manages to flow along just fine, save when the river turns to ice, which always makes us sing a bluer song. So all in all, with life I’m rather pleased, and few are the refrains I won’t reprise; for smiles will often waft upon a breeze in greater quantities than tearful eyes. The moral of the story then is this: In river beds you still can find a kiss. © D. Allen Jenkins


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D. Allen Jenkins Topic Starter Supreme Member Offline All I got was a rock Posts: 1118 Location: Columbus, Ohio Joined: Sep 18^th, 2003	Re: OldSaps' Fables Reply #5 - Apr 11^th, 2006 at 9:58pm	Print Post
	Quote: genteel men and youthful boys whose glands has missed an up-beat... amilin'... smirkin' sLightly at your piece, Daniel 8) Where am I missing a beat....ok so I fixed it! Are you happy now. Hey, missing a beat isn't so bad; Yesterday on another site I play in sometimes, I posted a sonnet I thought to be rather good, only to have it pointed out that I had forgotten an entire line (L12). She love the piece, thought it would have been great to have added a line so it could be a sonnet. After a period of self-mutilation, I restored the missing line to the text and reposted the piece. This time she loved it so much that she is going to post it as the featured post on the sites home page. Go figure! I think I may need to fall into bref mode pretty soon if this keeps happening. Doug


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Just_Daniel Supreme Member Offline Slow down; things will go faster. ~ djr Posts: 8989 Location: South West New Jersey Joined: Aug 2^nd, 2003	Re: OldSaps' Fables Reply #4 - Apr 11^th, 2006 at 5:10pm	Print Post
	genteel men and youthful boys whose glands has missed an up-beat... amilin'... smirkin' sLightly at your piece, Daniel 8)


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D. Allen Jenkins Topic Starter Supreme Member Offline All I got was a rock Posts: 1118 Location: Columbus, Ohio Joined: Sep 18^th, 2003	Re: OldSaps' Fables Reply #3 - Apr 11^th, 2006 at 4:11pm	Print Post
	Fable II Precedential Hopeful A man who thought he could be President went here and there to shake the people’s hands and kiss their babies cheeks to find consent bent in his favor all throughout the land. Bandannas with his logo had been sent; genteel old men and youthful boys (whose glands command a loud propensity to vent) assent to wear them proudly, bear the brand. But bands of other voters show dissent; pent anger is displayed through marches planned. Canned messages promote these grand events sent by magnetic beams through starry strands. Stand tall if you would be the President, and set for those to come a precedent. © D. Allen Jenkins
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D. Allen Jenkins Topic Starter Supreme Member Offline All I got was a rock Posts: 1118 Location: Columbus, Ohio Joined: Sep 18^th, 2003	Re: OldSaps' Fables Reply #2 - Apr 11^th, 2006 at 3:23pm	Print Post
	Quote: Is this fine sonnet an allusion to a REAL relic that's been eroded, or is ti totally mythical? The only thing that I could find with that name is some kind of ATV or Jackson Pollock's 1946 painting. ... and do you also mean that your challenge could not include the fabulous sonnet bref ? Lightly, Daniel 8) Daniel, It is totally mythical/metaphoric. And yes, please forgive my oversight of the fabulous bref sonnet. It will be a delightful expression of an OldSap Fable. Doug


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Just_Daniel Supreme Member Offline Slow down; things will go faster. ~ djr Posts: 8989 Location: South West New Jersey Joined: Aug 2^nd, 2003	Re: OldSaps' Fables Reply #1 - Apr 11^th, 2006 at 2:46pm	Print Post
	Is this fine sonnet an allusion to a REAL relic that's been eroded, or is ti totally mythical? The only thing that I could find with that name is some kind of ATV or Jackson Pollock's 1946 painting. ... and do you also mean that your challenge could not include the fabulous sonnet bref ? Lightly, Daniel 8)


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D. Allen Jenkins Topic Starter Supreme Member Offline All I got was a rock Posts: 1118 Location: Columbus, Ohio Joined: Sep 18^th, 2003	OldSaps' Fables Apr 11^th, 2006 at 1:55pm	Print Post
	All, As we all know, muses can have odd senses of humor and wit. Mine chose to use the sonnet form to tell a story, ala Aesop's Fables; though decidedly not of that caliber. Thus, I invite you to write a "fable" using any one of the various sonnet forms including, but not limited to, the normal English/Italian sonnets, the (Nor)minimal sonnet, the ABnormal sonnet, or whatever variation your muse might conjure. Here's one to get things started... Doug OldSaps’ Fables © D. Allen Jenkins Fable I The Water Bull The stone was huge. Its jagged pinnacle protruded through the river’s pounding rage. Old legends told its name: The Water Bull; for it remained though all else failed with age. Indeed, it could be shown that though the years the jagged pinnacle stayed picturesque. And never was there doubt it would be here; it was a Coliseum, Romanesque. But stones, across which water’s course is run, despite their size, or permanent façade, will never win a battle one-on-one; they’ll disappear like footprints in the sod. Erosion ate its fill of Water Bull; its pinnacle succumbed to water’s pull. © D. Allen Jenkins
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