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 10-18-2009, 12:18 AM
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bad technique
 
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that was beautiful. will you sign my eyelid?
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10-18-2009, 12:24 AM
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Matt Holck
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thank you
my hands are not so steady
so I have to sign things like Hancock
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10-18-2009, 5:22 AM
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daniel625
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Did you write that? It's very nice
Here's one of my favourite poems, "Why Are Your Poems So Dark?", by Linda Pasten
Isn't the moon dark too,
most of the time?
And doesn't the white page
seem unfinished
without the dark stain
of alphabets?
When God demanded light,
he didn't banish darkness.
Instead he invented
ebony and crows
and that small mole
on your left cheekbone.
Or did you mean to ask
"Why are you sad so often?"
Ask the moon.
Ask what it has witnessed.
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10-18-2009, 10:25 AM
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Matt Holck
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that's very clever
particularly the written page and mole
yes
I wrote "sad spirits"
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10-18-2009, 1:02 PM
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love_angel
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10-18-2009, 3:02 PM
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i'm just a girl in the forum!
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strawberies by edwin morgan
There were never strawberries
like the ones we had
that sultry afternoon
sitting on the step
of the open french window
facing each other
your knees held in mine
the blue plates in our laps
the strawberries glistening
in the hot sunlight
we dipped them in sugar
looking at each other
not hurrying the feast
for one to come
the empty plates laid on the stone together
with the two forks crossed
and I bent towards you
sweet in that air
in my arms
abandoned like a child
from your eager mouth
the taste of strawberries
in my memory
lean back again
let me love you
let the sun beat
on our forgetfulness
one hour of all
the heat intense
and summer lightning
on the Kilpatrick hills
let the storm wash the plates
and i wrote this one myself:
Did you walk or run away?
I don’t know I didn’t see
My eyes fixed
On you , yes I was looking
Staring
But I told you
I didn’t see, wouldn’t believe
You walked away your head held high
That infectious smile
And full of pride
My eyes glistening
Still full of hope
Your cruel smile spread across my face
And like I didn’t see you didn’t hear
The screaming, begging, pleading
The distraught cries
My eyes dry
My mouth unmoved
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10-18-2009, 3:13 PM
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lamb83
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![Big Smile [:D]](/emoticons/emotion-2.gif)
Re: poems
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10-18-2009, 10:52 PM
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Matt Holck
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strawberries sounds like an open sky afternoon
wrote myself sounds like a swallowed anguish of loss
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10-19-2009, 1:47 PM
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i'm just a girl in the forum!
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10-19-2009, 1:49 PM
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daniel625
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10-19-2009, 1:56 PM
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CellophaneTales
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Here's one I wrote when I was 16:
"Depths of Your Despair"
All the angels have left thou
And thy soul is a crippled runner --
The winds blows you off course
And all thy enemies rest only at the strongest force.
The children have nothing left but empty eyes
And you have nothing to offer but lonesome lies.
And the tears fall down your sullen cheeks
And happiness has no room to even take a peek.
Alone in this world, alone as always
And your despair is a never ending hallway.
You would kill for a moment of tranquility
But no one gives you any credibility.
Much too late to start anew
You're a soldier trying to pull through.
You are beyond empty, like a forgotten ghost
You are without anyone to be your host.
You wonder if anyone has the time of day to spare
To hear your cry out, to say a little prayer.
You ask God why this life is so unfair
As you scream out the depths of your despair.
"Tempest of Temptation"
Sailing along the sea
Nothing at all to see –
But a lover by your side
An unconventional lover …
One there with you to ride the tides.
And you ask yourself if this is right
Or if the ship will sink in a ray of light.
But you learn there is no worse tempest in creation –
Then the Tempest of Temptation.
"Nobody's Son"
We know it is in the instinct of a mother
To be there when there is no other.
We know it is in the instinct of a father
To be there to push just a bit further.
But something went wrong, there was a mistake
And they didn't care; not for my sake.
And I remain lost; I am alone
My abandonment, if only they had known.
Would they have been different?
If only to my creators could I be indifferent ...
But the fact remains, and what is done is done
I am now, and perhaps always was, nobody's son.
I was so inspired at that age, if manic, to write poetry.
Thanks, JustaGirlWalkingIntoSpiderwebs!
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10-19-2009, 2:05 PM
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daniel625
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Your first poem is so sad =(
so peeps, what are your favourite poems? I think the Linda Pastan one above, and Leisure by W.H. Davies are mine
leisure - W. H. Davies
WHAT is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare?—
No time to stand beneath the boughs,
And stare as long as sheep and cows:
No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass:
No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night:
No time to turn at Beauty's glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance:
No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began?
A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
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10-19-2009, 2:13 PM
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Gemineye
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I wrote these two poems when I was 17 years old!! it's an exact copy of how I wrote it. I was influenced by freestyle and poetry jams and by life of course...(these were written at very difficult time in my life) I published these also!!! =)
people don't care just because they care.
people don't do things just because they want 2 help.
people give just as much as they can get.
people remember just as much as they 4get.
we're all stuck in places cuz it's not so easy 2 manuever our way 2 trust.
I've always fallen, so b4 I even try, I'll just give up.
we all fall from high hopes cuz we're dissapointed.
nothing's wrong and nothing's right.
and I'll point my finger at you cuz you're in my sight.
we don't see eye 2 eye cuz you're bigger and better than me.
that's the way it has always is, always has and will always will be.
it would be nice 2 believe in the things that you say.
but its just the same as being betrayed.
I'll just steal cuz I can't conseal the feel 2 be real.
I'll break all of what's been made.
because if I am not selfish then I am fake.
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this morning I woke up, cuz I couldn't get up in the morning 2 face the starting of a new day thats the same as all the rest, and coming from an old night as old as my soul that has grown minute by minute rather than a new age each year, I've lost count of the tracks each time I'dgive up everything just 2 see any movement of improvement, 2 where I deprive my life coming so close 2 where it can't be revived, giving my all 2 where I'm worn out of walking in2 the mess I was left 2 clean up,just when I'd think it would be a place of peace but only 2 be pieces still unravelling underneath the unsightly surface w/ each breath I take coming closer 2 a normal day in my world..
this world- this life is so confusing and I get *** on 4 being confused, excuse me 4making it through and coming out grasping on 2 my existence cuz it slips away 2 where my dreams are only oblivious, excuse me 4 still standing when I could fall apart at any given but taken moment thats robbed from me and forced in2 this trap of hostility and negativity,this tension is so alive in the already hard tormenting ways of my life-our lives-, challenges and obstacles, "always levels 2 overcome",always a new step 2 walk up when the world is on your back, cuz if I was 2 allow it 2 fall it would feel like it was my fault 4 letting itall break when I was supposed 2 know cuz I've been through this and been over this many times b4..
and I dont need your benefits of YOUR doubts cuz I know I am not weak, I didn't give up everything just 2give up more, but still we'd all rather think than not believe cuz the truth is only a memory in a pretence universe, make believe in love,happiness and peace and guilt because they are so hard 2 let go, when 4once will they be real? when will be the moment that grants me of overcoming my patience? cuz I fell and got back up so many times tracing back 2 when I was little and falling and left w/ a scar from myhopes that will remind me that I've been affected me in every possible way because that is my only weakness, the cause from the affect of this infection that made me realize w/ all this I am somebody who strives 2be someone cuz I will not let you fall, and I still wonder will these words from truth will ever be enough-???
]both written By Gemineye
PIT/May 23rd Phoenix AZ!/On My 25th Birthday!
RIP Michael Jackson
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