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Posted: 3/5/2006 12:23:16 PM | So I lost all of my work to an accidental delete last night therefore everything that will be written from now on is spur of the moment.(*grumbles many words of regret*)
I want some opinions on a thread where I (or someone else!) write'.s the first line of a poem and every person after me to post writes the next line, one line each per post and we could write a collaborate poem together. Just a thought, anyways gonna write a spontaneous poem right now.
The Union of Souls - By Rene
Blue,
So so blue,
The ocean having no luster,
Nothing as blue so true,
Hiding wishing wanting,
Never asking for the chance,
Knowing I fell in love at first glance,
Not telling you,
The reason you left,
Dancing playfully about my mind,
Finally able to leave it all behind,
Thinking still our paths are intertwined,
It's alright, I'm getting along just fine.
Raw Rene for ya lol.
Keep the new poems coming guys it's very inspiring to read your work all of the poems here are fantastic keep it up. | |
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Posted: 3/5/2006 4:41:11 PM | | Unfortunately, I have misplaced my poetry book and only have a few stored on my computer. | |
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Posted: 3/5/2006 4:50:31 PM | in my dreams
i see u ther
i kiss your lips
and brush your hair
u take my hand
beneath the star
as we both dream
the world is ours | |
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Posted: 3/5/2006 4:51:48 PM | | i'm sorry didn't realize the agenda at first..........if ur game? | |
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Posted: 3/5/2006 6:05:13 PM | | I'm sure you can find some inpiration to write some new poems CCF, and the idea would be for another thread , the one line at a time poem , (just thought I'd clarify) | |
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Posted: 3/5/2006 6:18:08 PM | thats gay
but thats ok
no one likes you
anyway | |
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Posted: 3/5/2006 8:02:33 PM | | Thanks man thats so big of you to write a poem about youself like that thanks for the addition. | |
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Posted: 3/6/2006 1:07:10 AM | I have to say poetry is a release for me. I have been published twice, and I shall share one of them with you.
A Moment in Time
A Moment in Time is a moment of clarity
A feeling when you finally understand,
What it was you were searching for.
Seeing ghosts of the past walk by you.
A moment is all it takes.
It is a connection between two people
It is a glance from your first love.
It is a feeling of your first kiss, so soft and sweet.
A moment can be forever, and yet so fast.
It is the miracle of instant love,
When the nurse places you in your mothers’ arms.
A touch of your mothers’ hand, upon your child like face.
A moment can pass you by,
Life, is but a moment
© June 9th, 2002 | |
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Posted: 3/6/2006 1:37:42 AM | | Very beautiful....Tami! | |
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Posted: 3/6/2006 2:41:29 AM | 1495
Jenny’s Journey
16 December 2001
There was Jenny
spinning around and around
How many times being
a happening to astound
The length of this duration
one only heaven does know
Her contents tending to lessen
before again unburdened to grow
Like a carousel turning
always in a single motion
Not without understanding
yet entangled in devotion
How long is a length of wire
the question Jenny does ask
Forever spinning in rotation
to her enlightened task
The spinning jenny [jenny = engine] is a frame that was invented in 1764 for spinning several
threads simultaneously. A reel assembled in a cross formation with four devices attached to
hold coiled yarn, or wire, allowing this to be unravelled.
Fixed to a centre axle in order to rotate during the circular movements of the procedure.
Thus in hope of avoiding tangling of the individual coil as it is disassembled from the circular
coil. Operating in a clock-wise to unwind or an anti-clock wise motion if used to form the
yarn, or wire, into a coil.
© 2006 Christopher W Herbert (a New Zealand Poet)
a poet who cares | |
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Posted: 3/6/2006 12:26:56 PM |
I lost all of my work to an accidental delete last night
what can I say that hasn't been said
back up back up just flies through my head
the number one rule of the computing game
so its kinda obvious now and maybe you'll change
save your stuff in more than one place
I know its hard with a modern life pace
still I'm sure that you've heard it all before
now you know why they'll repeat it more
Now a misplaced notebook can be hard to find
sometimes its best to just get it out of your mind
take some time away from those thoughts
I'm sure you will find it after the new one is bought. | |
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Posted: 3/6/2006 12:34:28 PM |  Nice One Thorb. | |
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Posted: 3/6/2006 1:13:03 PM | hey all, thought I'd get in on the act with this thread as some of the work I've read here is really good.
never written a poem myself in my life but have a fairly good grasp of the english language so gonna give it a bash.
let me know what you think
call this the dreamer
just a hint of a laugh in his far distant stare
he smiles with his eyes as she plays with his hair
he can touch her, and smell her
though she's not really there
can see past the clouds, to the hopes that he dare
with a lightness of touch she brushes his skin
doesn't want to come out of this world that he's in
her face is a vision of the beauty within
and her smile, oh her smile, he can't even begin
to relate upon waking to his own turgid life
this spectre of beauty, his 8 hour wife
bit lame I know but never done any poetry. | |
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Posted: 3/6/2006 1:13:59 PM | hey all, thought I'd get in on the act with this thread as some of the work I've read here is really good.
never written a poem myself in my life but have a fairly good grasp of the english language so gonna give it a bash.
let me know what you think
call this the dreamer
just a hint of a laugh in his far distant stare
he smiles with his eyes as she plays with his hair
he can touch her, and smell her
though she's not really there
can see past the clouds, to the hopes that he dare
with a lightness of touch she brushes his skin
doesn't want to come out of this world that he's in
her face is a vision of the beauty within
and her smile, oh her smile, he can't even begin
to relate upon waking to his own turgid life
this spectre of happiness, his 8 hour wife
bit lame I know but never done any poetry. | |
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Posted: 3/6/2006 6:57:23 PM | Tami25
hi I liked your poem how did you get the published? | |
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Posted: 3/7/2006 8:56:26 AM | Sorry for the lapse in writing work is crazy right now and I'm applying to college for spring semester so I may not be posting as frequently, anyways thanks for the new additions and keep it up.
Here's a new one
Untitled by Rene
Depress, repress, silent awkwardness,
Refrain, retrain, become your very best,
Becoming a robot life's gallant little test,
Observe the code that cracks the safe,
Disproving, unbelieving, in the wrong place,
Shameful defeat such a bitter taste. | |
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Posted: 3/7/2006 12:37:18 PM | great start....tt...!!
Sounds like I am not the only one who has lost my "poetry virginity" on here....LOL! | |
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Posted: 3/7/2006 2:41:20 PM | YOUR POEM IS FINE EXCEPT FOR ONE LINE
INSTEAD OF LAST TO FIRST REVERSE IT MAKE IT FIRST TO LAST
AND ON THE MEAN JUSTSAY MEANING ADD THE ING
NOW IS THE POEM PERSONAL THAN ADD THE I BETWEEN NOW AND QUESTION
NOW INSTEAD OF FLARE TRY THE WORD PREVAIL
ADD THE WORDS IT IS A VOID OF LIFE
AND THERE IS NO CHANCE FOR BAIL
YOU CAN EITHER LEAVE OFF THE PAINFULLY
OR ADD FEEL THE WALLS AS I PAINFULLY EXHALE
TONY
NOT TRYING TO CHANGE YOUR POEM JUST GIVING A FEW HINTS | |
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Posted: 3/8/2006 4:08:35 PM | Hey tony...
not trying ... is where you should stop
can't even tell who's poem your trying to change
maybe you should put ... then instead of than
and maybe put a name.
before you cause everyone pain
racking their brains
trying to refrain
from jumping all over the page
looking for a phrase
that just isn't there
so you may look like you care
but you don't
PS.... take off your cap lock | |
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Posted: 3/8/2006 6:33:12 PM | Angel gone Home
A ANGEL WAS PLACED ON THIS EARTH TO BRING HAPPINESS TO THE ONES SHE MET ON HER JOURNEY OF LIFE.NOW IT IS FINISHED SHE HAS BEEN CALLED HOME TO REJOICE WITH HER HEAVENLY FATHER.AS SHE LEAVES BEHIND THE ONES SHE LOVES.SHE LOOKS DOWN FROM THE HEAVEN'S ABOVE WITH HER WING'S SPREAD WIDE TO LET US KNOW SHE IS DANCING STRIDE..
Arthuor Angel | |
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Posted: 3/9/2006 8:55:20 AM | Imperfect is perfect – by Rene
That's perfect you just have to change everything,
I don't like to way it flows ,what do you think?
Nevermind flip this with that and add this in,
Twist this poem until no more of you is left within,
You'll have to excuse my opinions and views,
For sometimes I'm unaware if I have been rude,
I know it's you style but these are my thoughts,
If you changed everything this poem would rock.
My tribute to trying to usher change of a creative form, Artistry is something people should have a little more tact and just say “Nice poem man “and be done with it. Anyways nice one thorb and T2. Will post agian soon. | |
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Posted: 3/9/2006 9:07:01 AM | I completely agree with you Rene. Enjoy your writes. Thought I'd share this with you even though it is also posted on another thread.
Can you tell me why
We have lack of understanding?
Some of us don't want to try
And can be too demanding.
We are all here to share a talent
Bits and pieces of our hearts.
Some ride in all noble and gallant
Not taking the time to read the arts.
It only takes a precious few seconds
To open your mind and relate.
My soul, it aches and truly beckons
For complete unity as we create. | |
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Posted: 3/10/2006 3:33:15 PM | no one seems to understand when you have two crippled hands
and it is easier to give to instinc then to understand the others feelings
what seems to be ok for one is just a piece of pie left out in the sun
no one seems to relate to a poet who thinks on his feet
theres no need to keep writing these down
my memory just won't remember them anyhow
80,000 poems at home and here i just write
what comes to my thoughts
i don't need to have a pen
when i have my poetry within
though you keep yelling about my caps
so i turned them off can you hear me better
see how you do with hands of ice
masacred by the carnival life
don't feel pity for me because i have fun with poetry
i know what i can do even if i use the caps or not
i can type what my minds relates
even though i am constantly in pain
does not matter don't feel bad
i know where you are coming from
but as long as you can soar
you have the words to reach the stars | |
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Posted: 3/10/2006 3:43:21 PM | The question and fact about using uppercase or CAPS
is one that has already caused others to be given a ban from this site.
Given it may be a moderators point-of-view to act
So any concern in the case of you
is more for your own good to share
Just understand no one was saying do wrong
they would rather you were here to stay on this site | |
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Posted: 3/10/2006 3:46:28 PM | When your standing still you feel it around you,
Blowing your clothes and your hair too,
It cools you off when you are warm,
And tends to blow through you like a swarm,
It does prevent you from doing some things,
And sometimes rain it brings,
Making everything oftly damp,
And having you to turn on a lamp,
You like to listen to the sound,
A gentle pitter patter on the ground,
You see a bolt of lightning flash,
And thunder makes a loud crash,
You love watching a storm or two,
Cuddled in the arms of someone true,
The rain begins to pick up as it falls,
Hitting all the outside walls,
Inside you feel safe in your house,
Watching the storm like a little mouse,
You don't even mutter a squeak,
As the storm reaches its peak,
You see another lightning bolt,
And a thunder clap so loud it makes you jolt,
It made your heart skip a beat since it was so loud,
Coming from an over head cloud,
The sky begins to lighten up as the storm is nearly done,
But you really did have some fun,
By watching the storm from inside your place. | |
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