A Poem Thread

Discussion in 'Art & Culture' started by Angelus, Nov 9, 2002.

  1. jessiej920 Shake them dice and roll 'em Valued Senior Member

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    Nightmares

    I would rather die
    Then wait for the end of this affliction
    For she who waits and watches
    Suffers; like a soul being seperated into two
    Two halves, two wholes, two minds
    Two seperate heartbeats pounding
    Incessantly; the patter of my pulse
    The night hanging over my head
    The thoughts of oblivion
    I know the words
    Of the whispered dead
     
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  3. Acitnoids Registered Senior Member

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    you were Mrs. Kitchell Miss Spire
    when we sat next to the fire
    as children in a camp called Bethel park
    .
    I felt it way back then
    even though we were must friends
    while staring at the stars when it was dark
    .
    I lived so far away then
    got my license and a girlfriend
    our eyes would meet at most just twice a year
    .
    yet during those short days
    all the questions it did raise
    left them all unanswered out of fear
    .
    now I've grown up as have you
    threw the years we always knew
    fate works in the most mysterious way
    .
    you have children of your own
    and a place that you call home
    yet in my heart is where you'll always stay
     
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  5. visceral_instinct Monkey see, monkey denigrate Valued Senior Member

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    Wow. You're pretty talented...From what I remember your other poems are really good too. Ever thought of publishing?
     
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  7. jessiej920 Shake them dice and roll 'em Valued Senior Member

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    Thank you. I love poetry. I couldn't live without it

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    I have been published...in my school's literary journal which actually is more impressive then it sounds; the journal is open to professors, students, and the public, so to have your work chosen is pretty effing cool

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    I would love to put an anthology together one day.
     
  8. jessiej920 Shake them dice and roll 'em Valued Senior Member

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    Forget-me-not

    I think people forget to feel the wind
    They forget to look up
    And see the great swaying trees
    They forget to close their eyes
    And listen to the whisper of the leaves
    People forget the wind
    They forget to look up
    And we remain
    All to human
     
  9. jessiej920 Shake them dice and roll 'em Valued Senior Member

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    If I Die

    What can heaven be like if not strange?
    For we are all too human to appreciate an eternity.
    What must we become to gain
    What it takes to appreciate never-ending ecstasy?
    Some corporeal being of light? A Raven on white wings?
    What must heaven be, if we are to always be human
    Human with a nature so passionate that what is passion
    Without pain? Without longing? Without sorrow?
    What would heaven be; a windswept beach?
    A tropical ocean of turquoise blue?
    Pillars of white stone hung with golden curtains?
    The scent of sweet smoke on the air?
    The high of it all. To be so high.
    How to appreciate such wonder, if it is to be eternal?
    Do we never love again? Do the Gods ever love?
    Will we become simply beings
    Existing between space and time?
    Existence
    at the end
    of existence
    and light meets shadow
    and we again are nothing
    but breathless shades of
    our all too human souls?
    Heaven
    Hell
    What difference lies within?
     
  10. draqon Banned Banned

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    Ubitiye rechi zamyorshoy pustini
    naveki ostivshiyi oblaka pili
    elektromagnitniye vspishki ot termoyadernih vzrivah
    Vo svete sinih luchey svezdi Altair'a ...

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    Moy duh ot nadezhdi
    i zhizny ot sudybi
    vo mrake mezh vspishek
    V shkorlupke Orlana' vsyo telo krichit,
    "Otday mne svobodu!", "zachem eta zhizny?!"
    "Hoty na sekundu vzdohnuty...okunutsya...
    na Zemlyu vernutsya, vnovy, i navsegda nekogda
    bity vsyo vremya tut zdesy gde planeta rodila menya"
    "Hotya..."

    "Hotya...ya rodilsya ne tam i ne zdesy"
    "Vedy kosmos moya kolibely"
    "a eta zvezda lish nadezhda na schyastiye ...
    pri svete eyo myagkih luchey ya glazki otkril i prosnulsya"
    "pri svete eyo zhe luchey i umru, i vechno zamru kak statuya
    iz operi chto pro Pompeyu"
     
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  11. takethewarhome midnatt klarhet Registered Senior Member

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    Katrina's song.

    Late at night upon a lonely widow’s walk
    Katrina’s pallid form did solemnly stalk
    Waiting for her lover who had not returned
    His soul lost past distant horizons to churn
    In shuffling seas and shifting sands, evermore.


    Katrina’s heart was cast from lead—
    "Like no other," they had said
    Fresh dew settled upon her eyes
    As a part of her most benighted disguise
    "For things were and are not as they seem"


    Open windowpanes face fog and foam
    Where specters and little things do dare to roam


    Pages of words lay silently in the drawer of her desk
    Small drawings did fill up the rest
    Spoken with no joy I’ve seen
    Those words never spoke what was really meant to mean
    And fell off swiftly into and out of obscurity…


    Like a wayward spirit tussled in the brine
    That once half-step marched in perfect time
    For a kingdom he had not known
    And for a glory like bright emeralds shone
    With the clarity of the hue of malcontent


    If God were above, they never knew it
    Drove dark poetry right through it—
    And said no more, for there’s no more to say
    Still Katrina walks every night, every day
    No rest nor respite her spirit knows
    In deep lines upon her face, it forever shows.


    So she walks night and night and night on end…


    The day Katrina threw herself from that widow’s walk down to the floor
    Was the day Sir Joseph Cameron and his lost crew washed up on shore
     
  12. Quantum Quack Life's a tease... Valued Senior Member

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    wow ! yours original?
     
  13. Acitnoids Registered Senior Member

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    (verse 1)
    said your founder he crossed the sand
    searching for a promised land
    found an oasis and made a stand
    now known as Jerusalem
    settled down and claimed the land
    prayed to his God to bear him a man
    so much time passed thier bodies grew old
    do you know how the story goes
    .
    (chorus)
    one man twelve tribes
    all derived from the same bloodline
    a symbol of faith showed he'd let them die
    do you know the answer why
    don't fight unite
    take his wrongs and make them right
    for thousands of years it has always been
    punish your brother for his fathers sin
    .
    (verse 2)
    laid down with his concubine
    started his bloodline
    soon after Sara bore him a son
    rightful heir sent on the run
    from this action it all begun
    it's why they fight for Jerusalem
    .
    (chorus)
    .
    (verse 3)
    the temple mount is where Isaac was bound
    mount moriah it can be found
    he could have ended all of our strife
    with one blow from his knife
    instead a goat was sacrificed
    a sign for God to spare his sons life
    and now we live with this day and night
    declaring it wrong or right
    .
    (chorus, end)
     
  14. Acitnoids Registered Senior Member

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    I can't see past yesterday
    and I'll walk right threw tomorrow
    there has to be a better way
    I can tell by all my sorrow
    must write my mind running out of time
    the only witness to it all
    pretend I'm fine my mouth I bind
    all to fortify my wall
    .
    always misunderstood
    missed my true intention
    never sounds like it should
    so I plead for my own redemption
    can't iterate my minds own state
    I'm alone my one true friend
    this is my fate there's no debate
    knowing that even this will end
    .
    you can't change what is in my soul
    I hide my true self but you'll never know
    expecting pain from a world that's cruel
    and so I shield myself in my solitude
    .
    washed my hand from all that rains
    forgive us sons and daughters
    gotten use from all this pain
    expect no help in others
    and though they'll try can't realize
    the wind blows towards the storm
    I've set my course with no remorse
    and yet you'll be there in the mourning line this I know
     
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  15. Acitnoids Registered Senior Member

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    well I stepped right up to the plate
    and I went down swinging a little late
    with eyes wide open how time flies
    I took my eyes off the prize
    I dropped the ball on fourth and goal
    it's not the first time don't you know
    I've been a looser for so long
    when I'm right considered wrong
    I've been knocked down more times than not
    turned to drinking they say a lot
    that stopped working need more
    I lost my job and now I'm poor
    so if there's one thing that I've learned
    you can't trust noone or you'll get burned
    it's kind of lonely after awhile
    when your life is full of denial
    so I stepped right up to the plate
    and I went down swinging a little late
    with eyes wide open how time flies
    I took my eyes off the prize
     
  16. kenworth dude...**** it,lets go bowling Registered Senior Member

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    The first and only ive written:


    VillainY



    She opens her eyes as if from a dream,
    Her gaze passes through the crowd,
    Noise beats upon her breast,
    The beast recoils from her sight,
    Ashamed and angry it twists,
    The recoil and revolt spin it to new frenzy,
    Joy and shame entwined,
    The foot of the beast bares its frail components,
    She looks away to spare the beast,
    The beast roars then lunges.
     
  17. Acitnoids Registered Senior Member

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    (Chorus)
    drop dead my friend
    this is the end
    I caught you with her
    inside my bed
    you were my brother
    wound up her lover
    I blew your cover
    drop dead my friend
    .
    (Verse One)
    well I should have known
    you were always at our home
    when I was working late
    you didn't hesitate
    by the time I realized
    it was something that I denied
    had to see it with my own eyes'
    so I set the bait
    (Chorus)
    .
    (Verse Two)
    I filmed you in my room
    that is what sealed your doom
    I seen right threw those lies
    it's time to die
    I snuck into my house
    stepped over her silk blouse
    I knew what I would find
    one thing on my mind
    (Chorus)
    .
    (Verse Three)
    I busted down the door
    I threw her to the floor
    he got up in my face
    oh what a disgrace
    I told him he should run
    that's when I pulled my gun
    my face was beaming red
    and this is what I said
    (Chorus, end)
     
  18. sargentlard Save the whales motherfucker Valued Senior Member

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    Very good. I really liked it.
     
  19. sargentlard Save the whales motherfucker Valued Senior Member

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    This is beautiful.
     
  20. Acitnoids Registered Senior Member

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    Thank you Sargent. Everyone likes a complement every once and awhile.
     
  21. Acitnoids Registered Senior Member

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    (Chorus)
    you can't deny
    progress moving threw the world
    and those that tried
    lost the battle left behind
    happens to be
    a product of society
    to acquire more
    at the expense of the poor
    it will not stop until we've purchased all their brand new fangled things
    the cost of moving forward is our self-sufficiency
    .
    (Verse One)
    the world we live in is a very dynamic place
    we've seen more change occur than any moment in space
    sent a man to the moon, fought two world wars
    now the fall of communism, that opened door
    markets in Asia have opened to the west
    manufacture all our goods their cheaper than the rest
    (Chorus)
    .
    (Verse Two)
    many years ago my grandpa used to say
    he'd work in deathtraps nearly eight-teen hours a day
    until they organized and fought for a better way
    he put his life on the line to insure I was fairly paid
    now they say the unions have outlived their cause
    took back all his benefits and changed the labor laws
    (Chorus)
    .
    (Verse Three)
    there was a time when a man lugged coal all day
    by the end of the week he wouldn't even get paid
    he worked off credit that he gained at the company store
    just another way to insure that he stayed poor
    well through progress that practice it was barred
    took away the company store and gave them credit cards
    (Chorus, end)
     
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  22. noodler Banned Banned

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    Here is a poem I call "The Clue"

    The Moon is singing (La Lune chanteusement); it is the same as the first time (la meme cadence donc, a premier fois).
    The Great Wolf howls three times.

    I stand on an enormous hill; I can see a vast expanse of velvet black,
    stretching to an horizon which has pale lighted clouds above it.
    I see great beasts, who have risen from the Deep to sport in the light, far away.

    La Lune elle est tremblent, sa cadence une luminaire dedans l'axis d'une celeste; une harmonique choralesque et divinessement entende moi
    The air sings behind, above, and all around me with the voice of the Wolf.
     
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  23. PsychoticEpisode It is very dry in here today Valued Senior Member

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    I not trying to be smart and I know you put a lot of effort into your work but I am curious as to whether the word "threw" is meant to be 'through'. Two poems in a row this word has appeared. Although it looks like it could be a mistake I think it adds something to the poem, you should include it in everything you write. This could be a signature word that people can use to identify your work.
     

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