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5207Re: help! - word help + comments appreciated!

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  • Randy Colby
    Aug 2, 2005
      --- In SCA_BARDS@yahoogroups.com, jenny tavernier
      <lyricdancer88@y...> wrote:
      > All right - I'm stumped -
      The correct word is "quarrel" Just remember. Crossbows don't kill
      people, quarrels kill people.
      I do like the poem.

      Colb'an the Lutemaker


      >
      > I recently viewed a bardic circle sitter at Highlands war - and was
      struck by the easy silent sitting of a lord - nary a muscle moved -
      yet life sparked about him
      >
      > I wrote this tumbling from my head - (still rough)
      > and yet here's the question:
      >
      > I seem to remember the word and spelling "quirl" - as a cocked
      arrow or bolt
      >
      > not querl - (which would work - or quarrel - which I am familier
      with also)
      >
      > I know it's not quire -(manu. use) quirrel shows up - but no
      definition located-
      >
      > can anyone untangle this for me - or has anyone ever seen it?
      >
      > I know it as a very definite word, with a very definite
      connotation. Why???
      > It is driving me nuts!
      >
      > Here in context: (sorry yahoo puts this in wierd doublespace) -
      (I'd like to fix that, too!)
      > *****************************************
      >
      >
      > in silence when I looked upon a face
      >
      > just curved beyond the light from fire's flare
      >
      > i saw a landscape carved and soft in turn
      >
      > and shadows dancing hiding in his hair
      >
      > each mote of light in smiled lines to view
      >
      > in thoughtful glance bent on a silent star
      >
      > each quiet breath caused ripples in a sea
      >
      > of midnight cloak that traveled oceans far
      >
      > that luminosity of private thought
      >
      > so rich in depth in searching of his dreams
      >
      > and in that moment stunned i knew without
      >
      > he traversed paths that few had ever seen
      >
      > there in that darkened moment hooding eyes
      >
      > yet bright with all the universe withen
      >
      > the soul of one who lives beyond a star
      >
      > who others, seeing, think he simple kin (still playing with this)
      >
      > oh quiet wanderer amongst the night
      >
      > who much esteemed and loved by all who view
      >
      > brings secrets to the fire at evening's light
      >
      > an otherglow that radiates to few
      >
      > and in this quise about your life you go
      >
      > poised fleet in touching life as crossbow quirled **
      >
      > and those who tread behind in earthen steps
      >
      > might sense that something passed not of this world
      >
      >
      >
      > Jen! Thanks for any help or comments -
      > bard of the picklebowl
      >
      >
      >
      >
      >
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