Thursday, 5 July 2012


How Now My Pretties - doth the subject matter of the last Quest chill thee to the bone and frighten thee so that thy creative juices fair froze ????? Doth not the Prize urge thee to formulate some small token of succour  to the Master ?? Ah, me - 'tis a thing that cuteth deep to the quick..Alack !!
Alas, just  4 Accolades made offerings to the Master this past Quest so please take thee all thy Badge of Honour.

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Mayhap, a soothing poem might still thy beating hearts a little and bring forth thy artistic bent ?
For thy Quest 11, I offer thee a sweet, sweet poem, whose question I fear will, alas, go unanswered  ........... 


Take this kiss upon the brow
And, in parting from you now;
Thus much let me avow -
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away,
In a night, or in a day;
In a vision or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone ?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.

I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand;
How few ! Yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep
While I weep - while I weep !
O God ! Can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God ! Can I not save
One from the pitiless wave ?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream ?

Go now, and create thy masterpiece in whichever manner that doth please thee, to return herewith within 1 month - thence to see the Victor.

For thy inspiration, the Minions of the Master offer thee these creations upon which to feast thine eyes.



Gaze here upon the prize

Perchance to place thy offerings here (In the interest of fairness - NO backlinking)


Collection Closes 1st August at 1700 hrs BST