| Free Verse Poetry Festival -everybody welcome
Posted: 4/16/2007 5:08:54 PM | One thing I have noticed since joining POF forum land is that there are lots of places for ryhming poetry but few for free verse. The time has come!
Love the "Show Me WhatYou've Got" thread of suggusted topics.
Calling all poets-- lets play
Topic : Places | |
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| Free Verse Poetry Festival -everybody welcome
Posted: 4/16/2007 5:10:38 PM | Homecoming
“She comes back to me she’s gone…”
Paul Simon, “Graceland”
I’ve come back to tell you I’m gone;
To see if you felt my absence as I felt yours
Or even noticed it.
I’ve come back to give you a second chance
At being my first love.
I’ve come back prettier, streamlined, thinner,
To see if it would matter.
The cancer ate so much of me away,
But the ends justify the means, don’t they?
I’ve come back to see if you will save me
Gather me in your arms like Christ
Sprung from the cross at the crucial moment.
Explain why you couldn’t visit, phone or even e-mail
During those months I was nailed to the bed
By IV, catheter, and morphine.
I’ve come back to ask if I should come back
Or if I’m wasting my time.
I’ve loved you since I was a little girl,
Followed you around like a kicked puppy-
Never getting too close, keeping a respectful distance-
But longing to be by your side.
I’ve come back with my heart and spirit broken.
During the worst days, when we didn’t know
Which way it would go,
God’s scavengers perched in my bedrails,
Competing for bits of my soul,
But at least they came.
“Have you heard from him?” They asked
“No.” I mumbled, like a child caught in sin.
“Well, that alone should tell you something,” they said.
Perhaps it should have, perhaps it has.
I’ve come back because I don’t know where else to go
And I needed to feel this place one last time.
I wanted to make a home here
And I’m running out of places to belong.
Topic : Places | |
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| dance alone
Posted: 4/16/2007 6:05:19 PM | That 10 second dance
On the river road
Unviewed, not long ago
I saw the shoe prints
Placed evenly in dust by step
They came together just there
Landing parallel
Their place firmly marked
Astride a now dried puddle
Next they reappeared
By toe, then heel, and again reversed
Now apart by great lengths
Leaps without audiance
Pirouettes unseen
Joys of life shared with self and road
Now seen in dust, on a quiet evening
As the rain begins to fall
All trace of you to be washed away, but in memory
(original ) BR 16/4/07 | |
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| dance alone
Posted: 4/16/2007 9:05:24 PM | Show us a place of many colours
Where the streams are vital
And pregnant with many species of fish
A place where our feet sink
into the delicious sands of time
And the ghosts of our fathers smile down upon us
We walk upon the ledges of rock
High above the shoreline
Where the markings on the cliff walls
Tell us a story
And as we sit in silence upon those rocks
We feel a great inner peace
Embracing us as a mother would embrace her child
Show us a place of untouched beauty
Where we gape in awe at the garden of our souls
Let me sit down crossed legged upon that cliff
And be filled with the spirit from all of the elements
From all four directions
let it all come together for one moment
In my life
Finding that balance
A sense of purpose
For the climb was steep
But well worth the journey. | |
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| dance alone
Posted: 4/16/2007 9:31:40 PM | What, can we possibly hold
When holding all possibilities
Endlessly.
The heartbreak of the Mothers
The Fathers...
The Lovers...
“I regret to inform you…”
Stunned in shock waves of CNN
“Caught on this Mans cell phone
the sound of 27 shots,,,”
How can we begin again.
“Police were called in….”.
How can we ever trust,
There is no reasoning,
No reckoning with hollowness.
We are powerless
In it’s ice.
“Gunman later went to a different building where he…..”
There is noting nice
Nothing pretty
In the smell of fear.
I kneel in prayer
Before the candles of their pain
I pray for the families and friends.
I pray for us all. | |
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| dance alone
Posted: 4/16/2007 9:50:39 PM | Looking for something
That everyone searches
Their whole life for
Happiness in a bottle
Feelings on a string
Can't let them
Get the best of me
When you only
Get a taste
Of what you crave
Of what you have
Been looking for
So long since
Letting emotions
Take control of me
All I want to do
is get next to you
Take that feeling
bottle it up forever
Not wanting to
Go without anymore
The wall holding
all my emotions fell
With just one look
I've lost control
Of all my emotions
Flooded with thoughts
Stuck in contemplation
Wanting to relay
Everything I feel inside
To the one
Who released me
From these chains
That held me down
I want to thank you
for all I feel inside
Breaking the bonds
That held me back
Fragile and exposed
To the affection
I denied myself
For years on end
I'm sorry if it isn't
Something you want
At this point in time
Maybe I read too much
Maybe I didn't read enough
But all I know is that
You wanted me there
With you that night
If only I knew
How you felt
About everything
I'd know what to do
what to say
to repay you
For this change
I needed so long
So tell me what
You finally decide
I'm here for you
Either way
Just don't run away
If it's not what you wanted
I'll be here
And I'll still be the same
4/15/07 | |
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| dance alone
Posted: 4/16/2007 9:52:42 PM | A GLASS-BOTTOMED BOAT.
I have seen love floating
Through the bottom of a glass boat
Watched its drifting space
Like oil-drops in coloured water
Like emotions rising
From the well of influence
To fuel a poetic soul
I have seen fish swimming
Spasm-jerks within a glass confine
Reaching edges of nowhere
No upward course like emotions
Nowhere for escape
Fish-words of a silent love
Unloved, poetic soul
I have seen a net's rigging
Through the bottom of a glass boat
To catch the wriggling dreams
Which creep along the bottom's lie
Sensual and worming
Not earthed to love's reality
Darkened poetic soul
I have seen a sky’s reflection
Through the bottom of a glass boat
Seen the oil-drops star-burst
A saturated glory of heaven's love
Love is within reflection
The imagined glass bottom
Of a poetic soul. | |
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| Free Verse Poetry Festival -everybody welcome
Posted: 4/16/2007 11:02:35 PM | Places
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There are places
not far from here
where trees gather
in quiet hush
they understand there is no need
to discuss
the rallies of day
content
they walk amongst themselves
drink to the pure poetry
and hold up arms
to the air of life
they are the elders of man
children of light
and they live
to die
to live
from those places
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not sure if you mean this thread to follow with topic, rem
but if so
topic. the thumb | |
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| Free Verse Poetry Festival -everybody welcome
Posted: 4/16/2007 11:39:41 PM | Being with you
I dive into a pool, moving to your groove,
Floating in the Moon, way past clouds.
Never coming down.
Just weightless warm as the Sun
On endless trip of pleasure and fun.
A feeling i have.
As i spend my time in your space,
Just beeing with you.
Smile and faces
Only one Smile
Only one Voice
Only one Touch
Only one Kiss
Only one You. | |
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| Free Verse Poetry Festival -everybody welcome
Posted: 4/16/2007 11:49:10 PM | Bu the light of the Moon
Why do we so yearn to live forever?
By the light of the Moon.
Describe the winter,
Despite the rules
As something astonishing is about to happen,
Astro-geometric predictions.
Are the devil's work.
Touch me as you touchyourself. | |
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| Free Verse Poetry Festival -everybody welcome
Posted: 4/17/2007 5:52:13 AM | My Place
curled against your back
between knee and shoulder
I measure my place beside you
with tangling strong limbs
between ribs and thighs
I measure my place beneath you
with extended body
between chest and toes
I measure my place above you
hugging a pillow
between cheek and hip
I measure the space you left | |
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| Free Verse Poetry Festival -everybody welcome
Posted: 4/17/2007 8:04:52 AM | Good Morning Sweet Children
So much beautiful poetry so soon. I've got to run but I wanted to say how happy I am
you are here. Put it on your list of regular haunts.
You've all made Red Earth Mother So Proud!
REM | |
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| Free Verse Poetry Festival -everybody welcome
Posted: 4/17/2007 8:56:34 AM | hall0-
Nothing will seperate us
not even the tide
little teardrops on the ground
make yourself
even though its hard
say goodbye
one last time
little teardrops on the ground
loosey. | |
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| Free Verse Poetry Festival -everybody welcome
Posted: 4/17/2007 3:02:38 PM | free verse? Hell, I'm unleashed...
Puff the Magic Dragon...cough cough
is one of my favorite songs to sing
I don't even have to stay in key
and yet it still comes out that way
Lil jackie paper...was stuffed and rolled up fat
scratched Puff on the reptile chin, and got a light.. real fast
One great night it happened, jackie paper came no more
he traded his big ball of string, to some park trailer whore...I love camping
I went to the Smithsonian once
Seen the Hope diamond....
That shyt did nothing for me.
I see cooler shyt than that everyday...wow, a rock. wtf?
I am actually so relaxed that I can hold out my hand and the butterfly will actually land on it and walk around.
Ever been there?
And I shyt you not. I'm a bugg magnet.
walking across my palm with those ticklish toe thingy whatevers
two birds, one stone
well, two if you count me packing this bowl
anyway, back to the bugg thing
Butterflies need to be handled delicately....
you have to kiss their wings without removing any powder
they need that to fly and survive
yup....entomology 101
I'm kinda diggin this free verse shyt....how am I doin?
I think that I'll just go tie a fly
or stand out in the yard and wait for the next addition to my lepidoptera collection
I ownly fish for muse and butterflies
 moo....goddamn barbed wire | |
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| Free Verse Poetry Festival -everybody welcome
Posted: 4/18/2007 5:37:33 AM | CLOUDS
I stood high
above clouds of Stella dust
which swirled in an amazement
of violet, purple and red hazing
And, within this mist
this flowing confusion of burning
Came… first… a shadow…an outline
fusing with the splendour
like a pale moon loses itself
in a myriad of dazzling star-lights
Then…slow… in drawn out time
to match the breath
which came in a pulsing of my being
your face emerged into striking existence
the soft glow of love
which excited my heart
And your eyes, softly brown in sadness
wept in gentle drowning
that silver tears streaked the porcelain
of your cheeks
while the stain of scarlet formed lips
which trembled in shimmers
as still waters does when dew falls
from a weeping willow tree
Hands reached upwards
In an appeal
but lose themselves within the clouds
as realisation tells you
I cannot come back
But, though you lose me to death
you will never lose the memory of my love
so such knowing
bring my tears
to wash away the vibrant colours
of the stellar dust and our earthly love. | |
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| Free Verse Poetry Festival -everybody welcome
Posted: 4/18/2007 5:41:07 AM | Two doves spotted on a wire on my way out--
Two fawn sighted at the edge of the road
on the way back. How charming-- this hamlet.
My cat has destroyed my favorite female
vocalist LPs. I'm conflicted in my desires both to
better nurture and maybe kill the cat. Meanwhile, my
dog is probably eating
turds in his neurotic isolation out in the
kennel. I don't belong here.
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| Free Verse Poetry Festival -everybody welcome
Posted: 4/19/2007 6:45:57 AM | A SHERBET EXPERIENCE.
I am no sour taste in the eating
Nor aged to a bitter nature
For I live
In a childish wonder
Which sweetens the mind
In first instalment
A loving bite to the core
Which in a grand blast
Loosens the flood
Of Sherbet excitement
And my mind explodes to this taste
This regenerative effort
Which waters the eyes
And draws in the cheeks of happiness
This Sherbet life
This lucky dip of experience
Ensures the child in me
Annoys the more staid of you
Should taste-buds
Only relate to a bitter future
Then bite
Bite through the sweet to a core
That will sherbet your experience
And expand a sweeter knowledge! | |
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| dance alone - 3600 Km Away
Posted: 4/19/2007 7:47:05 AM | Thank you so much for posting and for sharing this poem.
If only I knew
How you felt
About everything
I'd know what to do
what to say
to repay you
For this change
I needed so long
Those line (among others) caught my eye. New relationships do make us feel like weare being spring from prison, we feel so grateful, like we should saw thank you for bring me to life again. Thanks for putting that aspect of it into words.
REMother | |
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| Autumn fantasy - Praise
Posted: 4/19/2007 7:57:07 AM | Autumn
You are, as ever, a an excellent poetess
Show us a place of many colours
Where the streams are vital
And pregnant with many species of fish
A place where our feet sink
into the delicious sands of time
And the ghosts of our fathers smile down upon us
We walk upon the ledges of rock
High above the shoreline
Where the markings on the cliff walls
Tell us a story
You do tell a story and tell it so well. Those 1st 2 stanzas grabbed me - that attention to the beauty of the natural world and its place over the passage of generations hit home.
 I loved it and it was "well worth the journey."  | |
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| optional theme - tides and tears
Posted: 4/19/2007 8:03:01 AM | Tides and teardrops and the things that cause us to cry.
Thanks for sharing that lovely poem with us loosely and come back again.
Heres one of mine.
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Its not about Sharks
“Let me tell you about heartache and the loss of God.”
Jim Morrison
Its about sharks and how there was no warning,
No lifeguard’s whistle,
No dorsal fin sailing horizontal to the beach,
No time to decide between flight or fight,
Only sink or swim.
Its about trust and finally feeling safe enough
To lay back and float on the waves,
Eyes closed under the sun’s watchful gaze,
Arms extended outward like an aquatic crucifixion.
Its about pain, fear and the heart-stopping shock
Of being dragged down, pulled under,
Where no one can see you struggle or hear your screams.
Your mouth fills with water with each “why?” and “what?”
To a force you cannot yet see.
Its about sharks and what they take from you,
The loss of faith as you remember
The moment before, how sure you were
That the warmth on your face was the smile of God
And the breeze his breath on your skin.
Its about isolation and struggling to survive.
It’s the blank gray face, the cold dead eyes
That leave you, bleeding out,
To fight the pain, the undertow and the shock;
To live, if you dare.
Its about sharks and what they leave you with:
A fear of a place you once loved,
Phantom pains that haunt you years later,
An artificial limb that will never feel like your own,
Prosthetic toes that cannot can not wiggle in the sand.
Its about sadness, madness and the loss of God.
Its about things that can never be retrieved
Even if the fishy guts were split open.
Its about my life and all that was taken from me
On these shores.
And no, its not really about sharks at all. | |
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| optional theme - tides and tears
Posted: 4/19/2007 9:04:13 AM | I am walking into the ocean tomorrow
not coming up for air
and when I watch them dig my grave
I would have thought "more people should have show up"
sometimes I imagine myself as a warrior
other times a wealking
and before the ink on this paper drys
I will have thought a million things
if four men die for nothing
its an insult
when four men die for freedom
its a honor
I chose this life
but some how never had the energy
because I wasted the necessary energy
on the contemplation of the choice
I am walking into the ocean tomorrow
so I can finally get some sleep
and when you watch them dig my grave
all of you will have to deal with your own mortality.
Looseyfur | |
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| optional theme - the sea/places
Posted: 4/19/2007 5:59:56 PM |
I wasted the necessary energy
on the contemplation of the choice
Great line and oh so true! Hope you come back! | |
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| evolution
Posted: 4/19/2007 6:26:11 PM | Please read as free verse......
evolution...
evolution occurs
shedding tears
stripping away fears
enabling new growth
to appear
leaving weakness
far from here
strength gained
self esteem; no pain
a near-perfect meld
for the heart you once held | |
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