Anthony Wilson Guitar Quartet
Robert Bush 8:35 a.m., May 25
’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wade;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
“Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!”
He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought —
So rested he by the Tumtum tree.
And stood awhile in thought.
And as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came wiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!
One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.
“And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!”
He chortled in his joy.
’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
Lewis Carroll (1832–1898) is the pseudonym of Charles Lutwidge Dodgson, an Anglican deacon, mathematician and photographer, best known as the author of Alice in Wonderland and Through the Looking-Glass and What Alice Found There. “Jabberwocky,” which is from that latter book, is the most famous nonsense poem in the English language. Part of its pleasure derives from the fact that despite its invented vocabulary the reader can easily understand the general outline of the story.
Comments
David Dodd Sept. 1, 2010 @ 7:46 p.m.
Rumor has it that this piece makes perfect sense under the influence of LSD ;)
The poem was meant as satire, according to the author, in providing a measuring stick where poets may compare their own writings against what a poet should never do. Good job, Reader.
MsGrant Sept. 1, 2010 @ 9:11 p.m.
Oh god I see myself! This cracked me up because my own poetry fits the exact definition of suck.
David Dodd Sept. 1, 2010 @ 9:18 p.m.
Oh, my stuff wasn't even THIS entertaining, it was all doom and gloom. There were very few exceptions. I have some of that stuff here, somewhere, and hopefully the house will catch on fire before I can get to it ;)
MsGrant Sept. 2, 2010 @ 7:14 a.m.
Embarrassing to read sometimes. I cringe when I come across an old poem. And new ones as well.
nan shartel Sept. 2, 2010 @ 8:23 a.m.
it's quite delicious nonsense tho...and i love the line that ends "my beamish boy"
and when i was a kid i often "galumped" around
this poem got me ready for Robbie Burns written in the tongue
Callooh Callay!!!
Founder Sept. 2, 2010 @ 8:25 a.m.
Words that can raise, one's own ire are those that I, most desire
Just imagine, a word causing great pain or better yet, even financial gain
Then, you put all those same words together, in some cute way and sit back, to see what all of the Readers, have to say
If others, also like, what you have done their comments will be nice and that is fun
But if others just don't get, what you have said that makes me feel like, I should have stayed in bed
My professional advice, which may to you sound absurd is it just makes sense to, enjoy playing with every word
nan shartel Sept. 3, 2010 @ 4:14 p.m.
very very cool Founder!!! :-)
Founder Sept. 4, 2010 @ 9 a.m.
Reply to #7 by nan I'm very happy you are a fan
I hope, you will soon take the time to answer me, in your own rhyme
Then we can both compare, what we say as we ponder, the rest of the day.
Here is something funny you can try spin 'round three times and then close one eye
Pick a fun subject, you hold dear then write a Rhyme, and post it here:
http://www.sandiegoreader.com/weblogs/memorial-life/2010/feb/04/feeling-that-poetry-vibe/#c71265
nan shartel Sept. 4, 2010 @ 8:20 p.m.
your sonnets flits and fits the theme of beamish boys whose eyes do gleam
not lookin for galumphing prey but merist sunning for a rainy day
the Jabberwocky rings not true all nonsense words callay calooh
so read ye then the Scottish bard whose mousie ode is near as hard
Wee, sleeket, cowran, tim'rous beastie, O, what panic's in thy breastie! Thou need na start awa sae hasty, Wi' bickering brattle! I wad be laith to rin an' chase thee, Wi' murd'ring pattle!
dear Robbie then tried twice as hard!!!
nan shartel Sept. 4, 2010 @ 8:25 p.m.
8/9
so my founder friend
i too can write a sonnet
then a Haiku too
Founder Sept. 5, 2010 @ 10:06 a.m.
Reply #10
☯
I'll see your Sonnet
Raise you one Haiku and Rhyme
Then call, I'm all in
☯
Sonnets that for you
Seem almost easy to do
Would drive me cuckoo
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-To Say Today - 10-09-05
I begin each new day and ponder what to say
My thoughts, just pop into my head as soon as I get out of bed
My mind, struggles to make some sense of it all while I, stumble around and try not to fall
Once I start, to write all my words down I become absorbed and rarely frown
Looking up, to reread what I have said it surprises me, where my thoughts have led
To me, each rhyme is like a new toy that's something fun to share and enjoy
Once I am done, I figure what the heck I've had my fun, now it's time for spell check
The only thing, left to do is post it, for all of you
nan shartel Sept. 5, 2010 @ 10:58 a.m.
all ur doublet poems r sonnets Founder and wonderful ones 2
Founder Sept. 5, 2010 @ 1:51 p.m.
Reply#12
☯
I could win big bets
My doublet poems are sonnets
Write more rhymes, yes, lets
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