I too am a disciple of roving men.
Gathering in the forest of forgotten Gods.
Gathering in the mist of the hillsides,
where souls of lost congregations
try to remember what they believed,
and what they feared.
Those of them that have scattered to the fringe
are with me now.
We walk the night with our lanterns,
searching for fire.
We roam in silence,
waiting for love.
We speak of peace,
and try to protect ourselves from your ways.
I too am a descendant of the dire gypsy wolves.
They gather in the forest of forgotten Gods.
In congregations of howling bliss,
for the roving men.
Author notes
Dire wolfs singing for Bands of gypsies,
just a little fable .
A contest entry
- These Are The End Times! by bobanonymous.
942 points, ended October 25, 2008, 10 entries
Bronze trophy winner
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We walk the night with our lanterns,
searching for fire.
We roam in silence,
waiting for love.
We speak of peace,
and try to protect ourselves from your ways.
..wow. this[like your other entries] are fantastic.
brillant.
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This is a very good piece. I love how you wrote it. "We walk the night with our lanterns,
searching for fire.
We roam in silence,
waiting for love.
We speak of peace,
and try to protect ourselves from your ways." those lines really stood out to me! I loved it! Keep up your great work!!! Congratso n the bronze trophy!
And best of luck in the other contest!
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Wow. I like the eerie feel to it created by the lanterns, congregation of souls, and wolves. It was in a tranquil way though. The title really captured my attention. When you wrote "Gathering in the forest of forgotten Gods", it really was a very intriguing verse. To constructively criticize, I noticed that you use the word "Gathering" and "congregation" twice. Perhaps, you could use another phrase or word in lieu of that. But overall, it's a good write.
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Well penned fable indeed!
I have to admit, I am not one for
fables & fairytales.. but you have
given me reason to admire it with
the stunning scenery composed here.
This was a pleasure to read!
Best of luck & thanks for entering
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This is really good.. like you have a passion for the gypsy way of life.. the Romanys. I too share that passion my friend. I enjoyed this poem a lot - I think this is one of my favourites of yours. I feel your imagination.. its deep and sensual.
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kinda almost creepy. you didnt rally keep a set stanza length. you almost did. i think you should try to revise it to fit the 2 -4-2-4 thing you almost have going.
but once again i like your work.
do you fail at anything???
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haunting! Glad you won a trophy for this. You have a talent for these story poems that are very evocative & imaginative. Worthy of that trophy!
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brilliant
this one, out of all that i have read tonight, this one.
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i loved it, a dark fairy tale to draw me in... especially the last piece, very haunting and quite memorable, i read ALOT, but this one stands out like a much sought for jewel
awesome job, Lowell
PEACE
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Nice haunting an melancholic
played out straight and true fellow wanderer...what whas it that we believed and then forgot...?
and what was it we feared, and are the old folk tales and superstitions still embedded in our psyche somewhere...?
A simple and honest tale told well brother
Congrats
John
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Congratulations on the bronze trophy. I love your story-telling abilties. They are so...well described, but not so much so that the reader feels overwhelmed. Great work!
ing alone,
Mylee -
Dire wolves and the ancient heritage of the gypsies, one extinct and the other in tattered, faded remnants. End times for humanity may be universally apocalyptic someday, but they come and go culturally and historically on a regular basis. Those born into or longing for the dead or dying "good old days" find their hopes and dreams for a lost way of life marginalized in the current era as you have so hauntingly, compellingly depicted in this darkly beautiful poem.
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Thanks for the entry
Even though this doesn't have a smudge of irony and of course that's perfectly fine, the words are sparse and clear. -
Thanks for the entry
I like the fantasy but ... -
Feckin-aye...
Outstanding work!...Free verse so rarely captures me, nor do I often find it memorable. It just came to me that this reminds me of the poetry of Mr. Jim Morrison. No kidding... Good job...
Mat
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Great work again here Lowell! Nice effort on this poem! You did good as always!!!
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"We walk the night with our lanterns,
searching for fire.
We roam in silence,
waiting for love.
We speak of peace,
and try to protect ourselves from your ways." i love this line
great job good luck in the contest
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Gip, See, Gams run free.
An interestingly provocative title, for a start, wakes me up and starts my heart into reading attentively. I applaud.
Truly, a good piece of poetry let down by a lack of just form.
I would suggest, by way of example, a rewrite, but shall act with brevity by saying, for those with ears to hear, the last stanza howls the truth which the rest leaves a tad unforsooth. Again, I applaud.
Knowing this one be not uncouth
In the face of the forest flames that cool
Not, knotted in the trees that be
Springing hope eternally,
Master Anarchy.
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Oh cool piece, I love the image you created in my mind
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Beautiful, I love the gypsy tone of this piece, telling the story of those who wander. A beautiful fable that deserves many a reread!
Well penned.
~lost
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Whoever you are, you are one talented poet. I really liked this piece, and your other one! Best of luck!
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Thank you for entering my contest.
It really is a unique write. And I like the detail, and a bit of history, that went into it. Interesting.
Nicly done.
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Wonderful! Sounds like a fable I would love
to learn more of. Distinctive tone here,
very in touch with primal motives. Blue
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You have beautiful words dear poet. Thank you for entering this into the march towards individuality.
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I take it the hero is anyone who has gone before in maintaining this traditional faith.
An interesting write for sure
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Oh, very mysterious and wonderful! Detailed, yet shadowed. Great job!
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Interesting. I've never read that fable, but I'll make it a point to look it up now. I'm sensing a trend in your writing. Not necessarily religious, but it's natural. You have a very distinct style. Loved that last stanza. Kudos!
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Thank you for your entry
I am not sure what this has to do with any of the contests options, it may have been more clear what you were trying for. A nice poem though. Sometimes we must wonder because those who push us outside of 'civilized' society are really the uncivilized ones.
I encourage you to keep writing to read and comment.
God Bless
Tammy
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Great job thank you for featuring this piece. Take care,
MJ -
First of all, sorry I didn't comment on this write earlier; and thank you for entering my contest and being so patient.
This is a really interesting poem, one to ponder about for quite a quile...
Thanks again!
Keep on writing!
Annie
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Unique tale I enjoyed reading this
-GL in contest -
Nicely spun tale.
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Nice work, thank you for entering.
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We walk the night with our lanterns,
searching for fire.
We roam in silence,
waiting for love.
We speak of peace,
and try to protect ourselves from your ways.
I too am a descendant of the dire gypsy wolves.
They gather in the forest of forgotten Gods.
In congregations of howling bliss,
for the roving men.
a wonderful poem good luck in the contest
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good one!
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with over 50 comments here, you have to know what a work of art this is, yeah?
But, I have to say my piece & add to the mix, if you will! I love the places your imagination takes you, and me by force of reading. I have yet to find something that you have penned that was not concise and explicit. Very little time and energy wasted. I love poetry for the quick effect - instant gratification and this was very satisfying. This collection of words in particular touches my weariness & calms it so well:
"We roam in silence,
waiting for love.
We speak of peace,
and try to protect ourselves from your ways."
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I like it. It has a certain proud calm to it. And it seems in it's own style ancient and primative, at the same time. Nice job!
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Intelligent and thought provoking write. Suggestive of so many things to me. Perfect phrasing. "roving men" brings to mind the ministry of Jesus, immediately contradicted by the reference to 'forgotten gods'--excellent. "trying to remember what they believed" seems to me to be insightful of our modern world. "We walk the night with our lanterns" reminds me that "Lucifer" is from a greek phrase that means 'he who bears the light before God'. Bravo on a work to be proud of.
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nice poem
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this is really otherworldly.
i enjoyed reading it a lot.
fabulous write.
i get the most vivid pictures in my head while reading this.
i just read it again.
and again.
mmm. poetry.
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One thing only I have to say here:
Magnifique.
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I can't believe I have never commented on this, I love it, feels like I'm deep within the forest. Following fireflies and singing dreams.
"Gathering in the mist of the hillsides,
where souls of lost congregations
try to remember what they believed,
and what they feared."
"We roam in silence,
waiting for love.
We speak of peace,"
Pictures of perfection
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another good write, I particularly like the fringe line...conjures up some great imagery. Well written.
Rory
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hmm yes. i like this verrrry much.
i wrote a poem that gives me the same feeling as this. inspired last year in my world history class lol.
well good job and good luck.
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wonderful imagery here and such a powerful voice.
We walk the night with our lanterns,
searching for fire.
We roam in silence,
waiting for love.
We speak of peace,
and try to protect ourselves from your ways.
This stanza is particularly effective, a wonderful little fable!
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I LOVE THIS POEM!!!!!!
And, yeah i entirely agree with you about the past.
oh, and im shy too lmao
RAYE
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Wow...
This is really great. Captivating in it's own right... THere's something about it that speaks out...holds on to the reader. You have great talent, Lowell, another fantastic piece. -
wow it's a great poem!
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I know I have commented on this already, but I read it again and I am wowed again. this is a journey poem gypsy. lalala love it!
"try to remember what they believed,
and what they feared."
brilliant. I am with you now.
creatress
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wow...this was mysterious and captivating. i just couldnt stop reading it. in fact, i think this is the best poem i've read today (which is saying something). there was just something-im not quite sure how to describe it. just believe me when i say this was a terrific piece of writing!!!
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This was quite good. You definitely have a talent for telling a moving story in so few words. This line really stuck with me- something about it was just so powerful:
Those of them that have scattered to the fringe
are with me now.
Brilliant write, great story- excellent work.
All the best,
KP -
Thank you for entering the contest, good luck.
♥
whisper
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wow. this was a pleasure to read, its a very well written fable with terrific imagery. kudos.
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I enjoy the nomadic wandering theme, of always having to look forward for safety and over your shoulder for protection. Good imagery.
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oh bloody hell this is incredible. i can feel it in my bones and blood.
"I too am a descendant of the dire gypsy wolves", what a line. this is a powerful poem, you have captured something primal here, reforged ancient mystery for our times. i absolutely love this, the imagery, the language , everything. -
You've got a touch of Aesop in your veins, dearie. Maybe a little dark for Aesop, but you're good with fables nonetheless, and I must say, they are much more to my taste. I love the contradiction in these lines: "We walk the night with our lanterns,
searching for fire.
We roam in silence,
waiting for love.
We speak of peace,
and try to protect ourselves from your ways."
They add a certain element of coldness to the poem that fits it perfectly. Nicely done.
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The imagery here was beautiful and painted a picture both sad and inspiring. Searching for something they may never find, but shows that they have the hope they some day will.
Beautifully penned as per usual and like all of your other poems, leaves me with a sense that I've seen or learned something deep. I just need to stop thinking about it for a moment to know what it is.
"I too am a descendant of the dire gypsy wolves."
~WindsAngel~
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Great work...
But, I'm not too sure I understand this one either... Please explain what it all means for me, I'm having difficulty making sense of the dark meanings.
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I am quite moved by what you label "just a little fable" because it leaves the taste of an epic in my mouth. I believe its due to the timelessness of roving men. I see warriors fallen and destined to roam. My favorite line was the first "I too am a disciple of roving men." because it makes me feel as though there are copious amounts of men who stand ass disciples as well. Well done!
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wow.... Once again... another brilliant write. Hmmm... I really like how this one is written.....
wonderfully done...
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I really stayed with this and felt the corpses of many dead armies throughout the ages. I love the second line. It puts you in the right place. I believe in the fifth stanza, the first line it should read wolves. Otherwise you left off the ending word. The wolf's what? Anyway, I read a lot deeper in this poem than a fable. Nice job
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Yes ...you are correct...i have corrected that...
thank you for taking time to read my work.
I shall do the same.
Many blessings,
LOWELL POE
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this is so evocative and speaks of deep mystery and wisdom. i really like the line
we speak of peace
and try to protect ourselves from your ways.
wonderful and well written poem
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Amazing.
how long have you been writing?
you write with the wisdom of a sage.
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This is really well written the only weak spot i noticed at all is right here:
"and try to protect
ourselves from your ways."
that can all be one line i wouldn't worry about making one line longer than the other, in this case i think it just sounds better as a whole, the way i usually make my lines is by where i would put a comma, but really its up to you, this is still a really good write -
Wow, this poem is soo deep..it's amazing! Such beautiful choice of words, and great rhythm throughout. This poem really touched me..I feel like I can somehow relate to it.
Great job, I loved it!
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I like your title, "disiple of roving men. Your poem has the feel of times long ago, when people lived at the destination they arrived at for the night.
Very mystical write.
Ethereal One
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This poem talks to me
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Nice write Lowell, Anyone and everyone who has wondered about their past could relate to this sometime during their lifetime. Don't you know that the lost generations you referred to were trying to figure out in their minds the very same thing about their lost generations. I loved the mystery and the enchantment of this work. Well done my friend.
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Wondeful. Passionate. Great metaphors, wonderful rhythm. great almost "repition" in the last stanza.
"try to remember what they believed,
and what they feared."
wonderful line.
great write =]]
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this is so interesting, sorta enchanting and mysterious nice rhythm i really enjoyed reading it
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I'm speechless. The tone of this poem is pure magick.
Síochán leat
~Mairéad~
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this was really good!
usually when ppl use such emotion i cant follow along but i got most of this! good luck with the rest of ur writing =)
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I'm really not very sure what triggered it, but whilst reading this poem I began to cry. There's something about it... that is so tragic... and yet so beautiful. I'm still choked up now. The fourth stanza was particularly emotional.
Emotions aside, I have to comment that the entire piece was very atmospheric -
"Gathering in the mist of the hillsides,
where souls of lost congregations
try to remember what they believed," what imagery!! And such a language that leaves the reader desparate to find out more, there is such mystery in these few lines that sets the tone for the rest of the poem. I honestly can't think of anything to change, Lowell, and it needs to be said that the last two lines leave such an impact upon the reader that it is quite literally, rather breathtaking.
You've struck gold!
God bless,
your loving sister (from across the pond!) x
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AWESOME
you have spoken for all of our generation...we believe in the real, justic for all and life to beable to live as one sees fit.trying to protect ourselves from their ways...sighs to my brother...we are a dieing breed my love and the love for truth and justic with us~ we shall always be the band of gypsy wolves...hugs my brother...
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Very well written.
My favorite stanza was this one:
I too am a descendant
of the dire gypsy wolf's.
They gather in the forest
of forgotten Gods
in congregations
of howling bliss
for the roving men.
It was a great way to end the poem, and I thought that it was beautifully written.
The word choice in the poem kind of made me think of a book I once read. It was just in the way you described things in this. It was a book about gypsies of all things... Kind of ironic that i would just finish a book that is so much like this poem. lol.
Great job. I do enjoy reading your poems very much.
Keep up the amazing job.
-Dani
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I do love this poem so very much. your poems are beyond words at times. you have such a powerful gift for writing. the words come from your heart, none of them forced as I have seen with many other poets. I personally love the 2nd stanza and the also the 4th.. as I read this, the words just flow so nicely..
outstanding job with this..
kat
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This made me smile. I liked it a lot.
"Gathering in the forest
of forgotten Gods."
- Were strong lines for the beginning portion of the poem. For a first tercet, is was strong, and well articulated.
This painted a very good picture of longing for me, of great comraderie. I believe that's what you were going for, and I think you did a great job.
"We walk the night
with our lanterns,
searching for fire."
- Were interesting lines. I liked them a lot.
Sort of a fable about how through adversery trials were overcome, and the strength in the victory, is about what I pictured. Fantastic imagery.
You are one of the best Poets that I've ever seen, who doesn't overdo their poems with all sorts of alliteration or big words, to acheive a great meaning. The poets who do that, make up for their lack of talent with too much effort, and it seems forced. These words seem to come from you effortlessly, that's what I love about your poetry.
Blessings Brother,
Brandon
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UP way UP! You can feel the damp dark hillsides and see yourself trudging along with them. "Try to remember what they believed, and what they feared." You put this so well! Also loved the "howling bliss" Awesome write, Lowell!
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For this being so new it is in no need of any last minuet fine tuning or editing.
"I too am disciple of roving men.
Gathering in the forest
of forgotten Gods.
Gathering in the mist of the hillsides,
where souls of lost congregations
try to remember what they believed,
and what they feared."
These lines paint a mysterious, eerie, and potent image on the canvas of my mind. I myself have felt like a transient in my life. Nomadic life can be exciting. I have often felt I was born much too late. This poem has reminded me of this thought.
~Leah
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this is fantastic. an extremely extra strong male! you done good on this one poe. the second stanza was my favorite, but its a close call. well done sweet spirit. May the Gods be with us, oh wait, we are Gods!
always
Creatress
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