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Th4DwArfY1

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Re: The Poetry Thread
« Reply #195 on: October 29, 2018, 12:53:09 pm »

Nice!

One I did today:
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Also, the winners of the Sci-Fi poetry thing have been announced. I didn't win, but I may as well post what I submitted here.

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And my favoured of the two:

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« Reply #196 on: October 29, 2018, 01:17:42 pm »

I love those sci-fi poems! Personally, though, I disagree with you - I think the first one is better. I'm a sucker for theological references.

Here's a pair of palindrome poems I wrote on a whim. They don't make a lot of sense, but they're fun to read:

Namaste gets a plan,
NAL paste gets a man.
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Pot on martini: ale crop.
Porcelain; it ram no top.

Also, a palindrome I wrote that I like too much not to post, even if it isn't a poem:

Sirafa sees I drawn it. "Is it I?"
"It is it." Inward, I see safaris.
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« Reply #197 on: November 27, 2018, 10:04:16 pm »

Came up with these lines today, inspired by real events:
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You're in my fucking way
I wish that you would die
All I want's some peace
In which to sit and eat my pie


Yes, it could use some polish (and I might be misremembering part of it), but I think it really captures the moment. :P   
Replace "some peace" with "a place" if so desired.   


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You're in my fucking way, you bitch
Oh how I wish that you would die
All that I want's a place to sit
And eat this scrumptious mushroom pie
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Re: The Poetry Thread
« Reply #198 on: November 28, 2018, 08:21:42 am »

Well that was poetry from the heart, Yoink ;)

Meanwhile, I bashed my head against a wall making a Pantoum.

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« Reply #199 on: November 28, 2018, 04:18:32 pm »

Pantoums are amazing. Great job!
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« Reply #200 on: November 28, 2018, 09:08:55 pm »

No lie, it hurt my head. To rest myself, a sonnet;

I yearned for you as if you were alive,
A creature made of hopes and dreams
That somehow talked yet spoke no lies -
I loved a love that sundered all my seams

And brought from me but one sweet sigh
A whisper of the thunder of the sea.
Even death, old friend he, could not make die
The dream that you were real and yearned for me.

I'll stitch it in my bedclothes with a hand
Untested by the blowings of the wind
"Here rests a soul in flight, searching beyond
The walnut shell. His love is flame undimmed."

Somewhere beyond my fragile shell of thought
Perhaps someone will smile at what I've wrought.
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« Reply #201 on: December 25, 2018, 05:42:55 pm »

I do enjoy writing the odd ramble-poem  ;)


When the curtain is hanging half-on-mast
I’ll know these sad but honest truths;
That in the past, my best was better
And that where the hallways echoed
Now they are silent. Silent. Silent.
Silent as the graves of those who trod them.

Is this coincidence?

Sweet Baldur of the Spring was slain
With mistletoe and trickery, his love
Poured through the ruby river of his youth
And though his body never saw the End
Nevertheless his fist was strong and grasped
As fast as moonbeams in the local lake
Unto ideals and bravery and honour.

Speak not of Baldur’s beauty, reader,
Do not mention how his cheeks were red
Nor how his hair was long and brown.
This did not make him better than the best.

The fires had yet to fade from Baldur’s pyre
‘Ere grief and pain took all creation.
Frigg wept for son laid low, and Hel saw with amaze
The dead a-weeping in their grey-hamed rows.
For mischief only would not weep
One thing in all creation.

When I am old, I will not say my beauty’s fled
Nor bring as memory the darts of years –
No! The world cares not and nor should I.
My best is in the past
And age has nothing to do with it.

The hallways no longer echo, friend.
None weep. I stretch into the greyness
And those whom I loved most are dead.

Would that Baldur could meet me in that place
So I may know if it is just me
Who misses Frigg and sees
Sees with the blind man’s desperate sight;

Creation would not weep were I to die
And heart has turned to ash.

Reader, my best will soon be in the past.
Mourn it, for I will never be done
Mourning its cause.
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« Reply #202 on: February 14, 2019, 11:50:21 am »

You're like cancer, but benign.
Will you be my valentine?

I am open to costructive criticism.
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« Reply #203 on: February 14, 2019, 06:52:49 pm »

Benign... cancer. Have you thought of writing Valentine's cards? :P

I suppose I'll write a thematic one too. Why not.

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
I will not. When we met, you whispered tales
Of storybooks and love's sweet cloistered way
Between the Cherubim and green-scent dales.
Rough winds may shake the darling buds of May
But rougher shake December's barren boughs
And so I found with you, who whispered 'stay'
Pretending oak-like vigilance and vows.
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Or shall I capture in your smile the Frost
Of early January, which will away
Come months or seconds, days, years, weeks - all lost

For gazing, gazing, not at a spring-time summer's day
But captivated by the ice and thaw and terrible beauty
Of the Queen of Ice, perfect as the cyclone on a still-lit day.
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« Reply #204 on: February 14, 2019, 08:36:17 pm »

I like! Excellent work dude.

I'm still no poet.
But sometimes, I can show it.
My haikus? Legit.
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« Reply #205 on: February 15, 2019, 10:18:57 pm »

not so much romantic, but i do have a cheeky one i wrote a few months ago
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« Reply #206 on: February 20, 2019, 02:12:32 am »

Benign... cancer. Have you thought of writing Valentine's cards? :P

I suppose I'll write a thematic one too. Why not.

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
I will not. When we met, you whispered tales
Of storybooks and love's sweet cloistered way
Between the Cherubim and green-scent dales.
Rough winds may shake the darling buds of May
But rougher shake December's barren boughs
And so I found with you, who whispered 'stay'
Pretending oak-like vigilance and vows.
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Or shall I capture in your smile the Frost
Of early January, which will away
Come months or seconds, days, years, weeks - all lost

For gazing, gazing, not at a spring-time summer's day
But captivated by the ice and thaw and terrible beauty
Of the Queen of Ice, perfect as the cyclone on a still-lit day.

Your imagery is very nice, and it makes the changing seasons in the poem all the more vivid. However, one line ("Come months or seconds, days, years, weeks - all lost") feels weird to read, because "years" is a word that is naturally stressed, but is in an unstressed slot in that meter. Except for that, though (and a little hiccup in having to pronounce "January" as "JAN-yur-EE"), your poem is a great read!

Here's something I just wrote. I haven't worked out all the kinks yet.
The present is the moment that was never meant to last:
It matters for a minute, then it just becomes the past.
My consciousness collects it, and I try to hold it fast,
But cannot keep forever still the little I've amassed.

Is there a better way I could handle punctuation here? That last line feels like it especially needs something, because the current phrasing makes it a little obtuse.
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