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Array ( [sid] => 9403 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => Taskmaster’s Task Mastering Tasks for Master [time] => 2002-12-29 13:00:00 [hometext] => a beaker for a seeker?
a decanter for the answer?
a glass contains the secrets past?
perhaps the answer's found in smash.
for what else is known at very last,
if not the sum of that amassed? [bodytext] => With flowing robes,
And slowing hopes,
Deep into ice warm fingers grope.
The master faster grasps for last lore,
And his studies leave him bloodied,
And his lab is left in disarray,
And where things lay is where they stay,
A servant no more,
The savant implores,
Of meaning without meaning,
And truth beyond truth’s core.

“He’s gone quite mad,
It’s really sad.”
Says the crowd across the town,
The master’s plaster face is frown,
Where once was grace of smile found,
He stoops low now without a sound,
Only quiz is heard his uttering,
Of rhymes he stays on muttering,
And laughter long into the night,
Bathed in the eerie full moons light,
Where surely insane fruit grows ripe.
[comments] => 6 [counter] => 158 [topic] => 49 [informant] => necronomy [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 20 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => mystical )

Taskmaster’s Task Mastering Tasks for Master

Contributed by necronomy on Sunday, 29th December 2002 @ 01:00:00 PM in AEST
Topic: mystical

With flowing robes,
And slowing hopes,
Deep into ice warm fingers grope.
The master faster grasps for last lore,
And his studies leave him bloodied,
And his lab is left in disarray,
And where things lay is where they stay,
A servant no more,
The savant implores,
Of meaning without meaning,
And truth beyond truth’s core.

“He’s gone quite mad,
It’s really sad.”
Says the crowd across the town,
The master’s plaster face is frown,
Where once was grace of smile found,
He stoops low now without a sound,
Only quiz is heard his uttering,
Of rhymes he stays on muttering,
And laughter long into the night,
Bathed in the eerie full moons light,
Where surely insane fruit grows ripe.

Copyright Â© necronomy ... [ 2002-12-29 13:00:00]
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Re: Taskmaster’s Task Mastering Tasks for Master (User Rating: 1 )
by venkat on Tuesday, 31st December 2002 @ 01:23:54 AM AEST
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Oh ! necronomy you are wonderfull.The heat generated by the blaze of surrealistc flames through your poem is amaging. I know how a master who grasps the past lore
is left some times bloodied and how the mad world calls him insane. It is a unique poem. Thanks a lot I enjoyed this one... Venkat

Re: Taskmaster’s Task Mastering Tasks for Master (User Rating: 1 )
by OreO on Wednesday, 1st January 2003 @ 04:21:07 PM AEST
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Hmm....im not sure i understand this poem it's very challenging to read...i could read alot of things into it, but i won't mention what i see because i think i would need to read this over and over to understand it....i think the very depth of what i enjoy has come out inside my soul here and i on that note will keep this one as just to say beautiful write necri....i enjoyed this one alot it's very unique....
.:*~*:.OreO.:*~*:.

Re: Taskmaster’s Task Mastering Tasks for Master (User Rating: 1 )
by roisin on Wednesday, 8th January 2003 @ 08:08:20 PM AEST
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are we mad, the ones who seek and find meaning?

Re: Taskmaster’s Task Mastering Tasks for Master (User Rating: 1 )
by thorns on Wednesday, 15th January 2003 @ 02:59:09 AM AEST
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great title; enjoyable rhyme sceme.

Re: Taskmaster’s Task Mastering Tasks for Master (User Rating: 1 )
by mckayla on Friday, 17th January 2003 @ 11:39:51 PM AEST
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wow ...... great write!! You have a very inspiring imagination

Re: Taskmaster’s Task Mastering Tasks for Master (User Rating: 1 )
by karoody on Wednesday, 26th February 2003 @ 01:45:17 AM AEST
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it's sad when one is considered insane in their most beautiful moment.... i like this one a lot.
kara

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