The General Poetry Thread

[zz0011]

Okay,
enough.
For now

[tecoyah]

One solitary
salty tear follows my cheek,
making its way from
eye to mouth to tongue and back
again, all be cause of you.


Fantastic.....the split of be cause was brilliant

[amonkie]

Definitely some well thought out pieces here, zz0011- You should gather these and any future ones you'd like to share with us in your own thread. If you want some help with that, feel free to bug Tecoyah or another mod, or just hit the "New Thread" button at the top of Tilted Lit ... and welcome to Tilted Lit I'll definitely keep my eyes open for more of your stuff ...

[zz0011]

Originally Posted by tecoyah

One solitary
salty tear follows my cheek,
making its way from
eye to mouth to tongue and back
again, all be cause of you.


Fantastic.....the split of be cause was brilliant

...I can't really take credit. I didn't intend to split it out. I had been counting my syllables and forgot to re join the word. Which I ended up doing in a way I thought was simply editing but it ended up re-posting it. But thanks for the intended compliment.

[zz0011]

Originally Posted by amonkie

Definitely some well thought out pieces here, zz0011- You should gather these and any future ones you'd like to share with us in your own thread. If you want some help with that, feel free to bug Tecoyah or another mod, or just hit the "New Thread" button at the top of Tilted Lit ... and welcome to Tilted Lit I'll definitely keep my eyes open for more of your stuff ...

...to say: "ciao"

[zz0011]

Should I take the various pieces I posted here, delete them here, and gather them all together under a new thread, and then simply add anything new there -- since I do intend to add as I can in the future?

Was in a rush and couldn't quickly figure out who the moderator in question is to address this question so I hope the power what be sees this and responds, thanks!

[tecoyah]

Just start the thread....I will move everything there....let me know

[zz0011]

Originally Posted by tecoyah

Just start the thread....I will move everything there....let me know

ADVthanksANCE <===== a "little" thanks "in" advance

and i think i'll keep the mistrake in "be cause"

another question?
how'd you get to be moderator here?
first one in the pool?
or you really like poetry?
or what's behind door # 3?

"Charity covers a multitude of sins, but curiosity soon uncovers them again." -- anonymous

[oracle2380]

MORNING

Arise, Arise,
Be gone the night,
And give the Dawn,
Its morning light.

The morning rays,
Like rooster crows,
Awake the farmers,
To their cropping rows.

Give us day,
And daily blessed,
Before you travel,
To settle West.

The flowers tilt,
To face the East,
They yearn for substance,
That will never cease.

Arise, Arise,
Oh how you burn,
And give the world,
Yet another turn.

[tecoyah]

Excellent work.......please post more as you feel it

I will look forward

[oracle2380]

Just having fun with this one.

Breathe,
Give me life,
Take my pain
Where would I be
Without you there
To wear away at me?
Each inhalation
A second off the clock
And another second of life.

Thought
Lost in a flash
As she passes by.
This beautiful lady
Where does she go
When she is not here for me?
My mind races
With each one I see
Each future ex-wife.

[fogglethorpe]

consummate blue
brokenhearted you
effigies in eyes of red
of all the words you never said

permanent blue
indelible hue
elegies in eyes of green
to elements you've never seen

and don't fear to weep
I'll be here all night
though the dark runs deep
and consumes the light
and you dream of sleep
it'll be alright
it'll be alright

oh dire blue
my bitter blue
a pyre in your eyes of woe
for ages you will never know

and don't fear to weep
I'll be here all night
though the dark runs deep
and consumes the light
and you dream of sleep
it'll be alright
it'll be alright

[blue_eyes]

inspiration, inspiration all around...kudos everyone


The only time I feel alive
Is when I can feel you
You so deep inside my flesh
You so deep inside my soul
You forcing me to feel
You forcing me to give everything
I have in me, and,
Even some things I don't
You making me beg and scream for more
You making scream and beg no more
Please?
Please?
Please just make the pain on the outside
A little more than the pain on the inside
Make me feel
Tell me to beg for 'more'
The only time I feel alive is
When I can feel you
You so deep inside...of... me

[tecoyah]

"Please just make the pain on the outside
A little more than the pain on the inside"

Profound....and well stated....makes the Poem....


Good work

[blue_eyes]

a belated thank-you

[Chimera]

these tendril chilled drips
fingers frozen forever
bending branches before me
cracked sound in sunlights beam
liquid held in state
delicate darkness deems
cellophane cold creation
awakened in dawns thaw
awaiting sunlights late withdrawal

[qweds]

drying like a dog

-

I wake up watching March huff,
she says:

your gods are angry,
yelling and smashing
their granite hammers
against their flint chests;
I don’t need this,
I have cherubs waiting for me.

April rubs my eyes with slanted spring light,
I contemplate the growling hour
between medicine and 10 am
strawberry onion bagels.

Why are we too vain to accept
unwantedness?

[cybersharp]

The folding darkness,
seeps throughout my mind,
under your velvet caress,
your touch divine.

There is no reality,
there is no time,
just the meanings,
comprised in the mind.

Comprised of the actions,
that make us ourselves,
as experience bends,
and meaning ends.

As we realize, what we have lost,
as we realize, the horrible cost,
the tragedy never played,
the sequel always delayed.

And thus ends the play,
the choices forever made,
for better or worse,
here we stay.

To the end of the end,
and the end of days,
my choice is you,
who would be the days.

[Baraka_Guru]

[This is something I started a few years ago. I'm not sure if I'm satisfied with it yet.]

Unplug. The electro-radiation infects my head.
When did the sound of silence become
So harsh?

“I can’t hear myself think.”
I’m at least interrupted. I don’t need to think but
To react – but it doesn’t fit.

I started to listen.

A poet bleeds inside me; she has a world
To show me before she goes. I can’t hear her speak,
But she wants to remind me of our plight.
She speaks when I’m at my worst –
When I don’t want to worry about what I am.

This is what cut her:
I was taught to listen and I did what I was told.

The cable is severed and so is my core.
To reattach is to morph into the role
I cannot see myself in.
There are no models – no bottles, tablets, or
promiscuity. I can’t hold out
For much longer now that the water
Has broken – I shall soon choose my voice or bear
these last rains that seep into the dust of
forgotten yesterdays.



Implied/Assumed
[Okay, here's one more. I feel this one is more complete, but I'm never really sure. Maybe they're never truly finished.]

In this revolution of information,
I push these digits through my mind.

I carry my life magnetically,
Fearing imperfect elasticity,
Living in the electrocity.

It’s natural; natural evolution.
Everything is natural: do you
Remember nature?
Before you knew procedures,
Before you learned etiquette,
Before you had an income,
T(ele)V(ision)’s sit(uation)com(edie)s, and
I(nternet)S(ervice)P(roviders)?

Learn to fear pure imagination without even knowing it.
Divest, simplify, free your time:
Invest, complicate, and waste it.

If it’s unfamiliar, turn your nose up at it –
If it even reaches you at all.

[Pham]

Something I've been thinking about for months but wrote in 10 minutes.


Lost Touch
I was living in a pit of despair
too weak to climb the slippery walls
When the angelic creature walked by
in curiosity she reached down to my world
I had been yearning the touch for so long
in my eagerness I pulled her downwards
forcing her to let go
making me fall even deeper
So here I am waiting in apathy
waiting in vain for another chance
slowly fading away

[RenaissanceII]

What is this?
This Finding my new voice, which was always there?
It is unearthing that which has been buried under
lies, denial, bad information, negativity;
It is the good heart that had bought the bullshit,
until it said ENOUGH, enough.
It is the good heart that has taken that chance and opened to let
the people, the friends, myself in.
It is the soul that seeks it's own approval,
graciously humbly accepting acknowledgement from outside;
It is the soul that nutures and accepts that
life is as perfect as the vessel that it contains;
It is the voice that from years of manevolent neglect,
was mostly mute and weak, looking fearfully outward
It is the voice that will grow strong with the practice of
the reality of hope, looking inward to reach outward

It is my new voice that has always been there.

[ramona51]

how do i create my own thread?

would you spread your wings and fly to me
just to see me smile
would you cross a wild and raging sea
to be with me for awhile.

would you climb the highest mountain
to attain a single kiss
would you cross a barren desert
to hold me just like this

if my love was just within your reach
would you accept it or decline
if you would only give your heart to me
i'd gladly give you mine.

i would fly to you, i'd cross that sea
the mountain i would climb
the desert would be just a skip
to achieve a love so fine.

she was a lady
in every sense of the word
not a foul remark
from her mouth was ever heard.

she was a devoted wife
and loving mother of two
she was happy and content
but then she met you.

you didnt over look
what her husband couldnt see
inside this proper lady
was a woman needing to be set free.

you saw the fire in her eyes
and the way her lips would curl
you saw the burning desires
of this sheltered country girl.

you took her by the hand
and led her straight to bliss
you opened her eyes to pleasures
that her husband only missed.

when nights are cold and lonely
and her spirit needs to flee
she recalls the hansome stranger
who finally set the woman free.

the gray hair and worry lines say happy birthday
your not a spring chick anymore girl
look back at the years in a different way
the days of yesteryear fly by in a whirl.

i remember this young girl with fondness
so full of life and ready to love and play
many dreams were brought to her doorstep
many hearts were broken along the way.

but now time has changed her way of thinking
reflections of dreams that she knew
yes her life all in all has been a good one
and now she reaches out for a dream thats new.

[tecoyah]

wonderful story told within this body of work....impressive and meaty

thank you

[ramona51]

You Free Me!


you touch my heart and free my soul
you take me places i've only dreamed of
i soar on wings i've never known
since you filled me with your gentle love.

you make me laugh and make me cry
you make me want to take this chance
you make me remember and not question why
that life was reborn in your glance.

your wispers are music to my heart
i'm free to explore all i am
you opened a door to a brand new start
the moment you took my hand.

Elusive!


I am elusive like the wind
like the butterfly
that flutters by
can you feel the words i send.

I am elusive, something you cant hold
I'll love you
then i'll leave you
feeling lost and cold.

I am elusive like a fog in the night
it's found you
and surrounds you
but its gone in the morning light.

[tecoyah]

Another well made piece....this in particular:

your wispers are music to my heart
i'm free to explore all i am
you opened a door to a brand new start
the moment you took my hand.

was felt

please create a thread of your work

[Eowyn_Vala]

It's been a few years since I've written any poetry but Ok, here goes. -- Well I was going to try, but total writers block, so here's something from 2003.

Untitled

the dark brings life
and day forbids it
silently hunting that crimson liquid
blackest heart acknowledge the screams
emanating the fright from ghostly features
death in waiting for life to extend
lonely the one is who hunts in such a manner
and destined to remain that way
for life given to sustain life is noble
taken without permission curses it
no end to torment brought on by attacker
victims- friend once before or foe
are seen the same-- as LIFE

[ring]

The idle spectre
sits for decoration.

Plotting boredom's immortal rape.

Weeping the salt that stings his bloodless wound,
Wiping away tears from blinded eyes.

Twiddling thumbs
leave entrails
that smirk
and dangle
humming.

[tecoyah]

Originally Posted by ring

The idle spectre
sits for decoration.

Plotting boredom's immortal rape.

Weeping the salt that stings his bloodless wound,
Wiping away tears from blinded eyes.

Twiddling thumbs
leave entrails
that smirk
and dangle
humming.

This I very much Like.....well done, and thank you.

[Unicr0n]

Quick notes:

First time posting, blah blah. I guess this qualifies as poetry...it's the free-verse crap that churns out of my head whenever I sit down to write. Spacing is important, to me, hence the odd spaces between it all.

Fetterstone

Let's sing this disenchanted melody.
Notes fall and so do stars.
Humming along until the world burns out completely.
Always humming along.

Pursue in reverse, featherlight touches mean nothing.
The heaviest words mean nothing.
But only heavy to me.


Basic sound.
Basic.
This is.
Basic.


Crushing and ripping, relinquishing control.
Nothing nothing nothing nothing nothing.
Forget to remember.
Or maybe remember to forget.
I can't quite recall.

Filter out the sounds
Feel the pulse.
Throb, throb, throb, throb.
THROB.
Decompress and realize.

Swifter than I, more organized than I.
Always more.
Or less.



Static static staticstaticstatic.
Enveloped and consumed, pursuing pathways unknown.
Unwanted.
Ignored.
Clandestine and arcane.




Change.
No such thing.
But it's everything.

[ring]

mmm

[genuinegirly]

Cacophony
Slamming drops
against tin gutters

A celestory view
of colors
pallid clouds on an azure backdrop
Celedon blur of mist-filled cedars
golden oriole takes flight

the storm has ended
go in peace

[Bees]

Ode to Internet Friendship

Today I was adopted by PrincessPriyanka,
from far Tamil Nadu
She calls me Uncle Teddy Bear,
I call her my dear Princess Niece
Princess tells me she lives to become great astronaut,
like her fallen hero countrywoman, Kalpana Chawla
I tell her of my son in snowy New Hampshire,
he is near same age as her
And of his great courage in games of Ice Hockey,
I am such proud father
And now Princess adopts Klye as Brother,
see him skating in her album
So I write her a short poem of acceptance,
when she asks me for friendship
The words just come into my heart,
I know not from where

Yes dear PrincessPriyanka we shall be friends

There is plenty room in my heart
for my sweet Princess Niece
far half-globe away now
I believe exactly how
someday will fill my sky
when she flies so highhhhh

[Yukimura]

-=Riverbed=-

As I lay my head to sleep,
I heard echoes of a dream.
I saw the gentle soil turn,
At the bottom of a stream.

Their embrace was pure and deep.
Two elements formed to one.
The river ran, earth held strong.
A dance of joy, hope, and fun.

All the while the river grew.
Its waters flooding higher.
To the earth came no new strength.
Simply to hold, its desire.

I heard the earth's pleading cry.
The earth dissolves piece by piece.
It tries so hard to stay strong.
Pleads, "Please don't give up on me."

[genuinegirly]

This is beautiful.

[Bees]

Originally Posted by genuinegirly

Cacophony
Slamming drops
against tin gutters

A celestory view
of colors
pallid clouds on an azure backdrop
Celedon blur of mist-filled cedars
golden oriole takes flight

the storm has ended
go in peace

Very nice write genuinegirly; Lots to like!
Stormy colourful peaceful

[Bees]

.
..
When you hover over
and look down deeply at me
in your eyes I see
Emerald seas
so vast in size
yet so well known to me

Your piercing gaze
full of intensity
the bright rays
nearly blind me

I have your long soft hair
draped all over my face
your hair to filter the brightness
that makes my heart race

Now that you look right into me
this is what you will see
You will see how I feel
something that words
can never reveal
..
.