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Posted: 8/16/2005 12:14:57 AM | And while you are dreaming
Of touching and feeling
And dealing with acts of discourse
I will be weeping
For lack of upkeeping
The seething of moral remorse
And to this a gesture
Of meaningless measure
You've trampled for pleasure, of course
Forever underminding
Of compuction, undying
Obscured by your inviting force | |
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Posted: 8/16/2005 12:21:36 AM | Silken Gloves
To handle you
In silken gloves
Would meet my deep desire
As I adorn you
In my favored jewels
And other fool's attire
I wear you as a peacock
Would wear his boastfull tails
To forever forgive
Your lurid lies
And live in your betrail
Virgen Ties
With my scruples seizing
and my values diminishing
my morals are released
your passion leaves me powerless
to willingly suceede
To stop the story early on
would be such amnesty
To venture the forbidden
leaves one's viture unholy
To have the choice to end it now
would be rightous, indeed
This shyness, now will go away
and this innocents will fade
Through loving sighs and virgen sighs
it timidly escapes
Again Marooned
This embrasing of honesty
Will hit you all at once
To cure your infidelity
And redeam you of your lust
To deepen inner structures
And preserve what little's left
Of this thoratic organ
That becons lover's zest
To ponder your intensions
Will leave me again marooned
And so I trust your every notion
Left defenceless to abuse
Forgiving every incedent
And all acient betrails
Leads to scars more permanent
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Posted: 8/16/2005 10:19:34 AM | Religion, let me point out that I haven't been writing poetry for that long, I would appreciate you leaving your sarcastic comments out of my thread. They do not belong here, this is a place of love, not hate.
ohhpie, u look familiar too chica, mwah, ive missed u girlie.  | |
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Posted: 8/16/2005 10:42:14 AM | u write well babe don't worry about what anyone think's if it's coming from the heart thats all that matter's sweetie muahhhhhhhhh luv ya girlie  | |
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Posted: 8/16/2005 10:49:46 AM | | thx mari, PM, AG, poet, and all others here who have my back on this situation. I appreciate it very much. to all. | |
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Posted: 8/16/2005 11:00:50 AM | Spontaneous write for me. Let's have some peace and back to poetry now.
Calm After the War
When the dust settles from the air,
Bodies are scattered about,
No more guns being fired,
For this war is over,
The other side surrendered,
But put up one heck of a fight,
All the dead were placed in graves,
With tombstones placed at their heads,
And the wounded were treated,
For its now the calm after the war,
All the soldiers were sent home,
To be with their families and friends,
Until the next time that they are called,
Into battle to once again fight. | |
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Posted: 8/16/2005 11:46:52 AM | Cats,
I'm all up for the peace!!!!!!!!
EXPRESSIONS
Poetry is expressions of feelings
The beauty, love, darkness, and the unsightly
Yet, words can be expressed in a manner
In which they can be written politely
We all share these threads to heal and grow
We leave our expressions here for all to see
Bonding friendships formed forever
As writers we all have found here, an extended family
Sam | |
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Posted: 8/16/2005 12:46:11 PM | 951
One God for All
16 August 2000
In a poetic obsession
beyond that of transgression
comes a task far past the beginning
when exaltation is really winning
For Rachel and Jacob in love
a mother and father above
The parents of Israel's birth
of a solemn worth
Joseph a son of merit
that some would swear it
A name drafted in the divine
and manifestation with outlook fine
Decendents scattered world wide
humbled in meekness above pride
All in service of the same God
as the Bible has foretold
"Moreover he said, I am the God of
thy father, the God of Abraham, the
God of Isaac, and the God of Jacob. . . .
this is my name for ever, and this
is my memorial unto all generations."
Exodus 3: 6, 15 KJV
©2005 Regina Publications
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Posted: 8/16/2005 1:58:51 PM | Cats,I think your poems are expressive,beautiful,and elloquently written.I would never tell a fellow writer their poems were "good",or "bad"Who really has the right to judge anothers thoughts and feelings in such a manner?My thoughts are not superior to anyone elses.I dont think there is any such thing as age appropriate poetry either.. Blah :P This is a place of love and expression.Keep on being you hon and expressing yourself!Look at the success of your thread and all the wonderful friends youve made.Not everyone is going to agree with or like what we write and do ...Just let it roll off chica,and keep those awesome writes comin.I love ya!Kat  | |
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Posted: 8/16/2005 2:01:51 PM | | Cats,I think your poems are expressive,beautiful,and elloquently written.I would never tell a fellow writer their poems were "good",or "bad"Who really has the right to judge anothers thoughts and feelings in such a manner?My thoughts are not superior to anyone elses.I dont think there is any such thing as age appropriate poetry either.. Blah :P This is a place of love and expression.Keep on being you hon and expressing yourself!Look at the success of your thread and all the wonderful friends youve made.Not everyone is going to agree with or like what we write and do ...Just let it roll off chica,and keep those awesome writes comin.I love ya! Oh and religion...since you feel so quick to judge others....spell check is an excellent tool for any up and coming writer:)LOL ..sorry I had to guys..Kat | |
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Posted: 8/16/2005 3:06:14 PM | Hi Miss Religion-kills27,
Again, thank you for your comments. I understand where you are coming from because "I've been there and done that." However, I believe the issue here is not what you said, but the way it was said and how it came across. I am quite sure that the people here do not mind being critiqued, I don't think that is the issue. I think the real issue is being nice about it.
You mentioned that some of the writes here in the poem forums are not quality, I do beg to differ, they offer insight on what that person is thinking. Isn't that worth anything? While not every write on all the poem forums are a gold medal writes, they are something to be noted and recorded as someone's work of art. Lastly, definitely we would not treat you like a jerk on these forums, and we respect your opinions and we welcome you. We simply ask to be thoughtful.
By all means, please send an email to me to continue this discussion and I welcome your comments.
Orlando, aka, American Gentleman
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Posted: 8/16/2005 6:59:17 PM | I love you all guys, mwahhhhhhhh!!, things have been restored here in a peaceful manner.  thx gang!!! | |
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Posted: 8/16/2005 9:08:22 PM | Look..There was never a war. A simple misunderstanding. I was never visious or mean. I did what any truthful self-respecting person would do, by giving my honest opinion, that I think should have been valued instead of disrespected. At any rate I do not plan to post here anymore. This is a ridiculous immature thread I no longer want to be apart of. I just hope that one day you learn that everyone has the RIGHT to an opinion. And stating it is the most important thing a person can do for themselves. | |
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Posted: 8/16/2005 9:27:29 PM | There is such a thing in this world as double standards - when to say or write one thing and then oppose the opposite is about as contradicting as my own comments here. I have learned my own lessons as well - lucky for me I do have a way to spell check my posts in these threads. Cat's not all will be good, but what is good will always be good.
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Christina and Christopher
26 April 2005
Christina and Christopher
sitting in a tree
Ah - Bee - See and Dee
As if each letter creates a word
written upon a heart
have you not heard
For these first words
came unto me
Just for fun
and so easily
Christopher and Christina
together upon a rug
Snuggling in togetherness
with a kiss and a hug
As if thought was intimacy
two people could have
Even in this case
a goat and a crab
"just for fun"
"The future is only a happening that has been already in the eyes of God,
just not our own mind of events"
poettothecars (28 April 2005)
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Posted: 8/17/2005 4:29:01 PM | 4184
Crust Upon Passion
18 August 2005
You were fast going off the page
while this poet showed their age
One upon two in counting up
sure to that of soup and bread
eaten from within cavity of a cup
Hunger in pain - hunger of pleasure
passing to that of time in poetic leisure
Crust upon passion to that of sterility
stable to happening over virility
Virtual notice to comprehend
a broken hearted factor of dependence
What was metre but a measure to metric
imperial in ways of independence
A set rule inches toward each foot
stepping stones of logs captured on stream
This in all its intended to beloved
to be cruel in kindness not always the dream
“To heaven to love
to earth to dream”
poettothecars
A New Zealand Poet
(18 August 2005)
©2005 Regina Publications
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Posted: 8/18/2005 12:45:55 AM | here's one i wrote to a guy i really liked
It's It Crazy
Isn't it crazy how much someone can grab you and get you lost in there eyes?
The craziest part of it, you've only know them for a short time?
When you begin to feel like there's noone else thats more perfect.
Have you worried about something they are going threw, just wanting to be there holding them
telling him everything is gonna be ok.
Yet fearing that in any moment you might lose him.
Isn't crazy how we can never control our feeling's?
You try to block and deny any feeling's towards them is an on going occurance,
afraid that you'll never have that chance to love them.
Isn't it crazy just looking into there smile and eyes just send's shiver's down your spine.
How you can sit and think just how there touch would make your mind, body, and soul feel.
Isn't it crazy how just thinking about them everyday put's a smile on your face,
and you look forward to the next time you'll see them.
But once there gone you feel lost and empty?
Can this be real or just another wishful thinking.
Isn't it crazy how when you look into there eyes you can see forever?
Could they even be the one to spend your life with,
but you still block the thoughts and never said anything cause you would scare them off.
Just the thought about how good it would be if you were with them and loving every moment,
just makes you feel good.
Isn't it crazy that you wrote this and you don't wanna send it cause it's too soon,
but in your heart you know you have to cause it might be your last chance to let them know how you felt inside.
Isn't it crazy
written by lisa
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Posted: 8/18/2005 1:23:18 AM | I hardly write any poetry but here is one that I wrote for a man who has a special place in my heart...
My Darling Billy
Life is indeed a mystery
I never forget the day that you wrote me
You came into my life when I least expected
When I was hurting and feeling so rejected
I thought you were just another friend
But something inside me tells me that you are different
You keep writing and you keep caring
Your consistency was amazing
You are a pillar of strength that I can depend on
You are intelligent and honest, almost next to none
Your intuition and eccentricities intrigued me deeply
And that’s how I found my darling Billy
I kept thinking of you more and more
And we just get closer and closer
I never forget the day that you call me ‘honey’
And the day that you call me “My sweet Annie”
You are one in a million
And I love you for so many reasons
Though we are separated by the distance
We pursued our dreams without any hesitation
You always tell me “the days are long but the weeks are short”
That “Sleep is our friend” and I am always in your thought
My darling Billy, the day will soon come
When you and I will become one | |
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Posted: 8/18/2005 9:48:01 AM | PM, another great write, thx for sharing that here. You are always welcome in my thread girlie. mwahhhhhhhhhh!!!
Matahari, That is a nice write, thx for sharing it here, Welcome to my thread. Please feel free to post here again. I would like to see more of your work. | |
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Posted: 8/18/2005 6:43:15 PM | Thank you Catsmeow...I truly enjoy your writing...I love the variety that you provide..always room for everyone...keep writing!
I was just posting in the forum about arranged marriage...I feel this sudden sadness in my heart about those helpless women who are pushed into those marriage against her will..so I will write this...
She just turned eighteen....
Beautiful, young and smiling...
She always dream of her handsome prince...
To sweep her off her feet....in a trance of love so divine..
But little did she knew..her dreams will never come true
Her fate had been decided to a man she hardly knew.... | |
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Posted: 8/19/2005 10:18:28 AM | | that is the truth about those arranged marriages. thx for sharing that little write matahari. I am also glad that you like my thread as well. I don't like sticking with the same style for long. I like to change it up. | |
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Posted: 8/19/2005 11:26:11 AM | Hate
Hate a word that's so powerful.
The way i feel towards you.
How could u leave me in the dust.
Why would you break my heart?
The thought of you dead statisfied me.
As the memories pour out of my soul like blood.
Did you know i was gonna die inside? do you know how much i cried.
The feeling of a heart of stone ain't easy.
But i'm thankful your leaving.
Nothing can be done, all was said all is done.
Back into the darkness i go.
Being around you makes me numb.
One day this hatred and pain will find you,
In a place you never knew.
There's something to look back on
The pain of the day you left me in the rain.
I wonder, how the hell we ended up like this.
But i seen evil and the devil in your eye's.
Grabbing my soul.
So i fought and let you go, and back into my dark place of hate for you i go.
Written By Lisa | |
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Posted: 8/19/2005 1:43:57 PM | Cats: this I composed for a friend we both know
even if some of her own words are mixed up in here
4190
Heart of Good
20 August 2005
Your Amazing
You Rock
Left right and forward
skip - jump and hop
How happiness is happy
and sadness can get you down
Then there was no reason to question
true friendship and stop to frown
One guy and one girl
ten thousand miles into the breeze
To comfort—too seek
two in understanding cease
With no wrong foot to measure
given to yards in inches to count
Thirty Six reasons to be kind
good hearted to any and of all amount
"A friend is always a special link to have
like a chain of unified fellowship
Then a friend can also be someone you feel you are betraying
only to know they have given their blessing for betrayal"
poettothecars, 15 March 2005
"There are different levels of love and the interpretation of love.
Where just to love a friend for being a friend is enough to love"
poettothecars, 17 March 2005
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Posted: 8/19/2005 7:29:01 PM | I am sure we all know the Footprints in the Sand tale. Here is my own writing on it.
Footprints
I see two tracks of footprints,
Here upon the sand,
One of them is mine,
The other is Christ holding my hand,
Throughout my life I know he's there,
In everything that I do,
He never strays away,
Showing his love is true,
But when I saw only one set,
I asked him "Why is there only one?"
He turned to me and said,
"That is when I carried you, my son." | |
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