Saga Thy Endless Wait (poem) [ongoing]

I loved this part:

Out on the dunes
on the desert planet
a mother longs
and hopes
for her son

**wipes a tear away from her eye**

You consistantly have beautiful work!

 

AnakinLuver: Um... yes? (It wasn't very public, I guess...) And thankyou. Here more is.

BrentusofGath: Keep 'em comming? Okay. (Thankyou!)

MirandaFair: Thankyou for such wonderful praise.




On a jungle moon
a ship arrives
with hope
in tow

On a jungle moon
plans are removed
from a little
droid

In the briefing room
a plan
of attack
is laid out

In the landing bay
a confrontation
an apparent choice

In the landing bay
boyhood friends
last minute
reunion

On a jungle moon
a ship arrives
with hope
in tow


To be continued...

 

In the landing bay
boyhood friends
last minute
reunion

Yeah, "last" is an appropriate word. Biggs is dead, long live Biggs! Good update!

 

BrentusofGath: I'll second that. Thankyou.




In the operating room
pain
is reality

In the operating room
far removed
from one another
two very different
scenes
play out

In the operating room
on Polis Massa
hope
is born

In the operating room
on Coruscant
hope fades
as realization
sets in

In the operating room
evil lies

In the operating room
a young man
falls
into shadow

In the operating room
words
of hope
are spoken

In the operating room
a cry
of grief
is sounded

In the operating room
pain
is reality


TBC...

 

In the operating room
pain
is reality

Pain is reality no matter where you are. Good update!

 

Wow! Once again you have brought me to tears, Daena... so beautifully moving... I can just picture each scene with Padme, the babies, and Anakin/Darth Vader... (More?)

Rachel Rose

 

Double update to read. Goodie! I loved first reading the Yavin poem, then reading the Polis Massa. They just seemed to parallel each other nicely.

On a jungle moon
a ship arrives
with hope
in tow

and

In the operating room
on Polis Massa
hope
is born

Excellent switch on things. Oh--so poetic!

 

BrentusofGath: Not always, but good point. Thankyou.

AnakinLuver: Wow. Thankyou. *offers another box of tissues*

MirandaFair: Strange how that happens, huh? Thankyou, MirandaFair.




Out on the dunes
of the desert planet
a mother
waits

Out on the dunes
in the darkness
a mother
watches the stars

Out on the dunes
a mother
and a son
share a moment

Out on the dunes
the far-off lowing
of banthas
is heard

Out on the dunes
the waiting
is almost
over


TBC...

 

Another good update. I wonder why so few people read this. I guess there aren't that many poetry lovers out there.

 

Wow... awesome, once again, Daena... truly beautiful... Anakin and Shimi... I love the Mother/son relationship between them... too bad she died such a terrible death...

Rachel Rose

(More?)

 

BrentusofGath: Dunno, really. Don't have very many poetry enthusiats, I guess.

AnakinLuver: And speaking of Shimi... (tissue alert) Thankyou.



On a ship
dreams
are restless

On Coruscant
the dreams
turn
into nightmares

The nightmares...
the warnings...
are downplayed
and ignored

On the desert planet
in the early morning
a woman
is attacked and abducted
and underneath a vaporator,
a journal waits

On Naboo
in the Lake Country
as two people
grow ever closer...

the nightmares...
the warnings...
can no longer
be ignored

On the desert planet
the nightmare
is suddenly,
soberingly
reality

Out on the dunes
distress
and pain
lead him
ever onward

At the camp
a granted wish
a parting
rage and grief
consume him

Out on the dunes
a lost journal
a lost life
lost innocence
a parting

And as a young man's
world
is torn apart
a spiral
towards the darkside
is begun

For better
for worse
there is no going back


TBC...

 

I think this is all that is needed:

Rachel Rose

oh yeah... more?

 

Another great pair of updates!

 

On the desert planet
the nightmare
is suddenly,
soberingly
reality

Good update, once again!

 

AnakinLuver: Most assuredly more. (Glad you likey!)

MirandaFair: Thanks.

BrentusofGath: Thankyou.




On a floating city,
a man waits

On a floating city,
an administrator
alone,
but not for long

On a floating city
day to day,
it is never boring

On a floating city
adventure
is coming
it will not
be dull

On a floating city
tibana gas
is mined

an administrator
alone,
but not for long
adventure
is coming
he'll wish
it hadn't

On a floating city,
a man waits

TBC...

 

Wow... once again, it has been beautifully done, Daena... great job!

Rachel Rose

You know I'm always gonna ask this... more?

 

an administrator
alone,
but not for long
adventure
is coming
he'll wish
it hadn't



Especially when Chewie gets his hands around his neck, lol!

Another good post!

 

AnakinLuver: I try. (More? Sure.)

BrentusofGath: That's for sure.



On a missing planet,
just south of the Rishi Maze,
the clones wait
and train
and wait

In the Temple Library
a man encounters
a mystery

At a Diner
on the city planet
information
is shared

During a class,
direction
is given

On a missing planet,
just south of the Rishi Maze
the clones wait
no longer
but the mystery
deepens



TBC...

 

wow... once again it had been done beautifully!!! Loved the last stanza a lot!!!

Rachel Rose

(More? )

 

AnakinLuver: Of course more. (Thanks.)



Raining, Raining
two men fighting
in the rain

Raining, Raining
on a city
that is never dry
a father
and a son
live

Raining, Raining
two men fighting
in the rain

Fighting
for survival
for answers

Raining, Raining
always raining

Raining, Raining
pouring down
Waves a-washing
away the years

Raining, Raining
two men fighting
in the rain

Raining, Raining
a young boy's world
all he has known
and it is
about to change

Raining, Raining
two men fighting
in the rain

Raining, Raining
on the missing planet
the wait is over,
and the mystery
lingers

Raining, Raining
quick thinking
wins a Jedi
another day

Raining, Raining
two men fighting
in the rain


TBC...

 

wow... so pacing and exciting... I loved it!!! Very catchy... I loved it!

Rachel Rose

More?

 

AnakinLuver: More it is.


On the desert planet,
a woman waits
and works
and cleans

In a Toydarian's shop,
a diary is started
in the hope that a son
may one day
see it

In the slave quarters
in Mos Espa
a woman completes
a project left behind

A protcol droid
now has "skin"

On the desert planet,
as life goes on
a diary is started,
a protocal droid is completed
and a woman waits
and cleans
and hopes
and works


TBC...

 

very good... very good... more?

Rachel Rose

 

Excellent work, Daena. Loved the POV with the "Rain" poem. I don't know if it's my cold, or being tired, but when I finally figured it out...it was a very cool thing.

And I loved the Shmi poem. Taking us through how she gave 3PO "skins."

On the desert planet,
as life goes on
a diary is started,
a protocal droid is completed
and a woman waits
and cleans
and hopes
and works

Lovely.

 

AnakinLuver: Certainly. (Thank you! Thank you!)

MirandaFair: Hope you're feeling better soon, MirandaFair. (Thank you!)



On the desert planet
as life goes on
as a woman waits,
a change
is coming

In a Toydarian's shop
as a woman works,
a man walks in
and, though not yet realized,
the long wait
is nearly over

A farmer,
looking for something
and found something,
and someone
he has
more than he expected

On the desert planet
as life goes on
a woman waiting,
and a man searching,
meet


TBC...