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This Poem was Submitted By: Medard Louis Lefevre Jr. On Date: 2005-09-09 03:53:45 . . . Click Here To Mail this Poem to a Friend!

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How Boring

Vesuvius roared, Pompeii trembled The gods played craps to amuse themselves The mountain spewed lava, rocks, and ash How boring it must be to be a god The Black Death reigned, Europe died The gods were busy bathing in spas The bubonic bacillus disseminated its wrath How boring it must be to be a god The twisted cross turned, the chosen disappeared The gods were tending to their gardens The master race sent His children to the ovens How boring it must be to be a god The waters swelled, the land was consumed The gods drank wine in marbled villas The unforgiving ocean ravaged man's pleasure How boring it must be to be a god My God is Love, my God is Truth Those gods are trapped in this world God graces all with His exquisite touch How boring it must be to be those gods

This Poem was Critiqued By: Tony P Spicuglia On Date: 2005-09-25 17:19:51
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
Medard, There is the common thread that must become a value to discussion and belief. Some may call the theme “cynical”, I however see a series of inactivity by “gods” that will require explanation. It may well be that what is to be is so much greater than what is, that any despicable action is of little consequence to the immortal. I however have had many a conversation that goes something like this, “just show me, be here, and you will have to do nothing else, for belief and righteousness will take care of itself”. You make the point very well, and those who view this as cynicism, have missed the point. Your last stanza, “these gods are trapped in this world” (meaning, I presume, that they are as impotent to stop the travesties of this world, as we are), is bracketed by “Truth” and “Exquisite Touch”. There are so many things that require prevention or suture, and so few real justification or allowance- I appreciate the points in this verse, and although the entire piece can be a cynical view of cynicism, I find the vision- to be supported by the boredom of the gods. Thanks for sharing.

This Poem was Critiqued By: arnie s WACHMAN On Date: 2005-09-24 16:23:41
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.60870
Thou shalt have no other gods before me. Primary here. Perhaps that's why those so called gods are bored. If your God is Love and Truth, how come it ain't working and I don't say that cynically. Show me one instance in the past years that Your God stopped the maiming, killing, raping, hunger, war, etc...and don't tell me those are all man made things! I have become very cynical as you can tell. Anyway, Medard, you told your tale well and got your point across. How boring indeed!!!

This Poem was Critiqued By: Duane J Jackson On Date: 2005-09-13 15:11:04
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.85714
Hi Medard, A very relevant poem in today's world of selfishness and carelessness. Your theme is original and your approach to it is innovative. You draw very clear contrasts between the One True God and the 'false' gods of this earth, who in comparison, are sitting ducks with little or nothing to offer this world except for grandiose shows of power and might. Yes indeed...it must be boring and I like the way you re-state this repeatedly in your poem. An overall good poem!! I would like a more intense title...the one you have is a little too light-hearted. Take care, Duane.

This Poem was Critiqued By: Lora Silvey On Date: 2005-09-10 21:51:05
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
Medard, The Kyrielle, derived from a medieval French troubadour verse pattern, 4-line stanzas, the first 3 lines are iambic tetrameter, the 4th line, a refrain, is repeated in each verse seems to be the pattern of your poem. Well done. Your verbiage paints vivid images as you walk us through time, through man’s folly and foolish beliefs when in the end there is only one God, one truth, one love and one grace should we be so worthy. Thank you for such a well thought our and crafted offering. Bravisimo’, excellante’ . Lora

This Poem was Critiqued By: charles r pitts On Date: 2005-09-10 11:32:20
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 1.00000
how unique this topic and presentation. at first i dismissed this as trivial, but on second read, began to see the truth. god is usually described in awe-inspiring verse- the invincible, omniscient, the existence eternal. but no thought given to the flip-side: what do you do when you're all-powerful, all-knowing, and ever-present, the trials of man would be of no more consequence than an insect caught in a spider's web to a human. this one is a refreshing, clever poke at an age-old truth - rotten spots can ruin the ripest fruits.

This Poem was Critiqued By: Latorial D. Faison On Date: 2005-09-09 21:23:35
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
Medard, When I read this title, I wasn't sure what would follow, and you take two beautiful, very wonderful turns in this poem. "how boring it must be to be a god." You know . . . I'd never really given it much thought, and after you've mapped out the specifics, I see that you have penned an idea filled with truth. What I loved most is the concept of the little "g," and how you end with the power, significance and importance of the big "G," with the notion that our God is more powerful than any other. Critics and readers could discuss this poem for hours and hours. I like the line where you speak of gods being trapped in this world. All too often men become idol worshippers of everyday things like their homes, cars, clothes, jobs, jewelry, etc., but these are just things. We can't take them with us, and only the real God can get us out of hell. HOW BORING is a great title because it peaked my interest, and I was so enthused in reading and reading the knowledge that you drop in this poem. There is a lot to behold here, and that makes this poem a fabulous write. Thanks for sharing. Latorial www.latorialfaison.com

This Poem was Critiqued By: marilyn terwilleger On Date: 2005-09-09 09:13:17
Critiquer Rating During Critique: Unknown
Hi Medard, I like the way you have outlined this piece...telling of horrific events in the history of the world and our current disaster, Katrina. You are right those pesky gods must get boared rasing havoc and disrupting our lives. You have interjected enough humor here that it gives this reader a little respite from this unbearable event. I live in Wyoming so we don't have hurricans, tropical storms, or earthquakes...well almost no earthquakes...did have a small one in Yellowstone park once. I have lived here all my life and only have seen one tornado and one flood that were catastrophic. The repetition of "how boring it must be to be a god" at the end of each stanza I find very effective. The descriptive words and phrases you have used here are powerful and easily understood. I tried to pick a line that I thought was outstanding but was unable to choose as they are all equally well written. I do, however, like your last stanza as it brings together all the rest and simply says your God is that of love and truth...well done Peace...Marilyn

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