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Tilting at Windmills

When faith runs out

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Comment from krys123
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Cheers, Tony;
-you had fairytale figures running through my head, while reading this wonderfully and literally written piece of poetry.
-Thank you for your father's notes and after I saw your writing when you wrote, "but how the howling gale is blowing through his wormwood weakened frame." As I can see now how his weakened frame became weak. Chuckle!
-Any man, or woman of God, once stripped away of their, or should I say neglecting their relationship with the Lord, weakens their faith and their spiritual strength. Once they have call upon it, it may become a little bit too late unless they find and accept the Lord in their hearts.
-Your imagery blows me away at times. It's like you live in another universe when it comes to descriptive imagery. Of course you travel a lot you see many things which gives you a rich sense of imagery and a coffer or a galleon of interesting facts and imagery. Wow!
-I love how you sculptured the conceptual theme's picture. The four quatrains written similarly and two are differently as written couplets and others are an ABCB. Why like this is it was technically entertaining as it works so well because of the rhyming words were contingently supported of each line.
-Thank you so much, Tony, and good luck in the contest as this is got me thinking spiritually, probably for a while. Take care and have a good one especially with all your family, friends especially the Lord.
Alex

 Comment Written 24-Mar-2018


reply by the author on 28-Mar-2018
    Very many thanks, Alex, for your detailed and enthusiastic review. Most affirming and much appreciated. Take care and enjoy life with your friends and family. Best wishes, Tony
reply by krys123 on 31-Mar-2018
    You also enjoy life Tony and it seems like you are. I remember reading your trip down to Peru with your family and relatives? I'll never forget that story. Take care and if you are religious, Happy Easter, or if you're a rabbit, I guess, have an egg. Chuckle!
    Alex
Comment from Meia (MESAYERS)
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Since his armour's rather rusted,
ancient rites no longer trusted,
he is tempted by the devil
to genuflect, and then skedaddle.' I loved this interesting and entertaining write as always top of your game love Meia x

 Comment Written 24-Mar-2018


reply by the author on 24-Mar-2018
    Many thanks, Meia, for your comments and quotation from my poem. Appreciated. Best wishes, Tony
Comment from LIJ Red
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Too lame to genuflect, too spavined to skedaddle, guess I'll go down whacking away with my ferric oxide sword. Excellent poetry and good humor, as well.

 Comment Written 24-Mar-2018


reply by the author on 24-Mar-2018
    Seems like we old crocks are all the same.
Comment from lyenochka
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Well just seeing the picture and the poem's title made me think of Don Quixote so the resemblance is all I could think of while reading the poem. The meter and wonderful alliteration of 's' and 'w' especially are well done. Alas, for the poor crusader that his armor seems to be made of the wrong stuff as his faith was probably on something manmade.

 Comment Written 24-Mar-2018


reply by the author on 24-Mar-2018
    Many thanks, Helen, for your comments both about the construction and the intent of my poem. Appreciated. Best wishes, Tony
Comment from strandregs
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Hi Tony

You might know exactly what you mean
but, I can genuflect and interpret it in several ways.
I like skidaddle and I play shuttlecock with my daughter.
every time I call it the ball and I always do ,
she corrects me. shuttlecock dad.
so , I'm a shuttle cock dad.
wormwood weakened frame - I liked the play on reversing woodworm. crafty.
Nice rhyming and expressing with old language.
except the shanked - which I found as stabbed in prison.
so, it means whacked I guess.
lovely. :-))Z.

 Comment Written 24-Mar-2018


reply by the author on 24-Mar-2018
    Thanks, Z. A shuttle cock dad! I like that!
    I had 'wind-shaked' originally but changed it to 'wind-shanked'. I had more in mind the shanking of a golf shot, hitting the ball way off course - or, in this case, having one's faith blown way off course. Obscure, I admit.
    Must skidaddle now, or I shall miss my healthy breakfast.
Comment from barbara.wilkey
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I just have to through this into the pot. LOL In high school, I took four years of Spanish and also studied Spanish at the University of Salamanca, Salamanc, Spain. While taking all of this Spanish, I was required to read 'Don Quizote' in old Spanish and be able to understand it and take a comprehension test on it. Your poem is much more fun. Thank you for sharing.

 Comment Written 24-Mar-2018


reply by the author on 24-Mar-2018
    Many thanks, Barbara, for your comments about Don Quixote. I have only read the book in translation and must confess that I found it pretty hard going! I'm glad that my poem was a little easier to digest! I visited Salamanca two or three years ago - a town with a remarkable history and ambience. Best wishes, Tony.
Comment from Zue65
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You really shine best in rhymed poetry although I prefer that you write in free verse. I enjoyed reading your work coupled with very informative author's notes on great literary masterpieces. Truly amazing and worth reading.

 Comment Written 24-Mar-2018


reply by the author on 24-Mar-2018
    Many thanks for your comments, Nassus. Appreciated. Best wishes, Tony.
Comment from estory
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A nice whimsical little piece on Don Quixote, and I think the merry go round rhythm and rhyme scheme, all the alliterations, built up a very musical melody for the framework, and the images really captured that sense of the frailty of the faith, in the face of adversity, that we all feel sometimes. estory

 Comment Written 24-Mar-2018


reply by the author on 24-Mar-2018
    Many thanks, estory, for your comments both about the construction and the intent of my poem. Appreciated. Best wishes, Tony.
Comment from Gert sherwood
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Hello tfawcus
Tilting the windmills (is this your way of saying when the wind mill is starting to lean, so is one's faith? Like what you said in your last lines
he Who/) is tempted by the devil
to genuflect, and then skedaddle.
Gert

 Comment Written 24-Mar-2018


reply by the author on 24-Mar-2018
    Many thanks, Gert, for your comments about the intent of my poem. Appreciated. I like your interpretation of the title! I had actually intended it as the English idiom that means attacking imaginary enemies. The expression is derived from the novel Don Quixote by Miguel de Cervantes, and the word "tilt" in this context comes from jousting. I think that the way you read it is perhaps more appropriate in the context of the poem. Best wishes, Tony.
reply by Gert sherwood on 24-Mar-2018
    You are so welcome Roy
    Gert
Comment from Sandra du Plessis
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A very well-written faith poem. How quickly do we get upset and let our faith shaken for the slightest wind or signs of a coming storm. That is the time we should stand steadfast in faith and praise God.

 Comment Written 24-Mar-2018


reply by the author on 24-Mar-2018
    Many thanks, Sandra, for your comments about the intent of my poem. Appreciated. Best wishes, Tony.