Any Poets

[s243a]

Are there any poets here? I am not really one but it can be fun sometime. What inspired me to write this poem is jest. Just my sillies on how people can to say the same thing twice. Something like fast speed boats, scholarly students or dead corpses but this time boundless love knowing no bounds. I address this poem to know one as my girlfriend doesn’t deserve it. . It is just the mad ranting of an eccentric engineer.

Infinite Hart

My boundless love knows no bounds
The skys no limit
There are no walls around
It fills all voids
And beyond
Space and time
Though all eons
It never began it always was
It will never ends it’s
Predestined among
The stars, the spheres
The clocks and the seasons
A predictable beat that
Need no rhyme or reason

 

[karrie]

A wonderful piece, thanks for sharing. I hope you get a warmer audience to this than some of the people who've dared to share poetry in the past.

 

[karrie]

Well, I'm having a hard time winding down tonight, and you've inspired me, so I hope you don't mind if I add a piece.

How silence can roar,
and emptiness oppress,
is learned in the darkness of night.
As one lies alone,
in a cold empty room,
devoid of its usual light.
The shadows move closer,
the quiet grows louder,
the loneliness smothers your mind.
And only in sleep,
which easily elludes you,
is there any peace to find.

 

[Meeshee]

Untitled
A body once touched
A soul once mine
A heaven of love
Turned heaven of pain
His every touch
With every thrust
No one will ever hear the silent weepings
The frightful screams
Now left alone to die in a vacant lot
Dirty with finger prints
Smelling of garbage

Fear as I look behind me

Paranoia as I go back home

Who are they looking at

Why are they staring

 

[sea moraine]

wow, these were truly wonderful to read.
i like how poetry, and just art in general, isn't restrictive in how you can express yourself.

 

[DurkaDurka]

I like to sing magic riddles when I run barefoot through the dark forest, hoping to catch a glimpse of Tom Bomadil.

 

[Liberalman]

FarAway

And the journey started with a song,
a great ballad from yesterday.
The pilgrims plight,
is and endless flight,
to the land called Faraway

On the journey he saw shades of night,
and he passed through skies of gray.
But, he stayed forthright,
as he searched for light,
and the land called Faraway.

On the journey he made countless friends,
and avoided countless enemies.
And he prayed each night,
that he'd earn the right,
to the land called Faraway.

Though, he longed for glory,
his body grew old and fray.
A soul long lost,
is the dreamers cost,
in the land called Faraway.

He lay down in a green meadow,
for he knew his time was nigh.
He relived each scene,
of his minds sweet dreams,
to the land of Faraway.

And though each breath was labored,
each heartbeat found the truth.
And he saw that life,
was both joy and strife,
in the land called Faraway.

And as the darkness took him,
his hopes were bright and gay.
For he'd be one,
with the setting sun,
and the land called Faraway.

by Joseph D. Neloff

 

[MikeyDB]

I like to sing magic riddles when I run barefoot through the dark forest, hoping to catch a glimpse of Tom Bomadil.

Hey Durk..

Didja ever read the Harvard Review's "Bored of the Rings"?

Tom Bombadil was Tom Benzedrino and hobbits were mean-spirited oafs who rode squirrels...

a hoot!

 

[MikeyDB]

My boundless love knows no bounds
The skys no limit
There are no walls around
It fills all voids
And beyond
Space and time
Though all eons
It never began it always was
It will never ends it’s
Predestined among
The stars, the spheres
The clocks and the seasons
A predictable beat that
Need no rhyme or reason

Very Taoist in nature. Without the "love" element of course. Love is the poetry of life and either you hear it or you don't.

 

[jwv]

Are there any poets here? I am not really one but it can be fun sometime. What inspired me to write this poem is jest. Just my sillies on how people can to say the same thing twice. Something like fast speed boats, scholarly students or dead corpses but this time boundless love knowing no bounds. I address this poem to know one as my girlfriend doesn’t deserve it. . It is just the mad ranting of an eccentric engineer.

My brother is a published poet. Several books and many, many pieces published in a billion different magazines. You should get him to share some of his work here.

 

[MikeyDB]

JWV

A billion mags...

Haven't I told you a googlezillion times not to exaggerate....

 

[sanctus]

My brother is a published poet. Several books and many, many pieces published in a billion different magazines. You should get him to share some of his work here.

Hardly a billion Jamey. Would that it were so! But quite a few, yes, I've been fortunate to be accepted for publication in many fine magazines and journals.

 

[sanctus]

JWV

A billion mags...

Haven't I told you a googlezillion times not to exaggerate....

Well, we've always had this problem with him....

 

[sanctus]

Once A Daydream



once a daydream collected
on my soul and I kissed
its breath so much it blew
gently away
it had pleasure from
my attention and called
on other daydreams
to join in the web of
salted yawning I
promised to provide

once a winter storm
crashed into my roof
and I applauded it so strongly
it continued to devastate
the house
engulfing every shadow
that crept quietly
behind the walls

once a voice trampled
on my daydreams
I asked it to go away
and not be around me
anymore

why are you still here
with me
can't you see that I am lonely?
​

 

[BitWhys]

my my, Sanctus

:smilebox:

lyrics, myself...

Where I want To Be
© Brian Dondo June 2007

If my wishes were dishes they'd never get done
I'd sit in the kitchen and count every one
but wishes aren't found on the shelf
barely there if they're kept for my self

if dollars had collars I'd make them wear blue
to help me remember what they're made to do
since money is funny that way
makes you sure that its all that you pay

found a place far away from what I do
standing broken by the nature of the truth
when I left I found a new way back to you
where I want to be
with you

If freedom's the reason I'm left with no choice
but to give it away 'till there's cause to rejoice
because love doesn't happen alone
needs us to make itself known

no
love isn't found on the shelf
barely there if its kept to itself
yes
loving is funny that way
makes you think that's there's more to be paid

found a place far away from what I do
standing broken in the nature of the truth
when I left I found a new way back to you
where I want to be
with you

standing humbled by the nature of the truth
where I want to be
with you

where I want to be
where I want to be
where I want to be
where I want to be

 

[Unforgiven]

These are nice.

 

[SwitSof]

small pleasures

Dear, I wrote this a long time ago when I was still in Japan after buying a bike that is called mamachari in Japanese.

Felt unsure whether it' s going to be a good decision
but then I felt this compulsion
and decided not to be that smart
and listened to my heart.

Again decisions,
that are not as easy as deciding about cushions
whether I' d go for the mountain bike that makes me look cool
or the mamachari that might make me look like a fool.

The blue mamachari won my heart
cause I don' t have to look smart
on a bloody bike
and whoever disagrees can take a hike.

I looked at the rain
and waited in vain.
My watch was ticking
and my teeth were clicking.

I rushed my bike
after taking a hike
feeling the wind blows across my face
and the fear of falling disappeared without a trace.

The wind touched me and took away
the painful thoughts of yesterday.
It held me close and carried me
out of captivity and set me free.

I know, I know it' s only a mamachari, no fancy pedals like some people here have. Blast! No more flirt on the train to go to work

 

[SwitSof]

Some Haikus (just google it for definition and the rules).

darkness and fireflies
constellations shift and change
time stands still tonight

On another forum I belong to, this guy wrote some anti Bush haiku, well it made me smile a bit :lol:

Bush does indeed suck
Kerry I don't know about
He sucks too you see

"Saddam found!" you brag
But George, where oh where are those
WMD's?

Global warming looms,
You gut the Clean Air Act and
A 'Pioneer' laughs.

You preach abstinence
In the name of Jesus Christ,
Cock sucked by Bechtel.

A Georgie Haiku
Certainly must include war
Sad state of affairs.

Cleaning up Dad's mess,
A country's blood on my hands,
Pop another beer.

Ten more soldiers die.
Democracy down your throat.
Pump up my war chest.

The world hates my guts,
Is there doubt my daughters drink?
Thank Jesus for Blair.

I'm mad at Kerry.
He's got a Viet-nam record,
'wonder what that's like?

Clinton liked interns!
This Bush? Not so picky; he'd
like to freak us all.

"Mission Accomplished!"
What mission? Duh - it's big biz
for Halliburton.

World knowledge is vast
But not that of Georgie D.
His would be half-vast.

Bush made no mistakes
Except for maybe that tie
Oh, yeah, and Iraq.

"Have you made mistakes?"
"I can't recall any now."
"Let me remind you."

Don't you get it, fool?
We all wear the blue dress now.
So, grab your ankles.

Created equal.
That's all people, my dear George
not only your friends.

Self-satisfied, smug,
Arrogant, flippant, entitled,
You are a poop.

People are tortured.
Sure, Iraqis welcome us.
We're setting them free?

Wearing my flight suit now
My crotch padded extremely
Mission Accomplished

Who, me, do my job?
That's what I hire other people for.
I'm off to the ranch!

Coffins? What coffins?
War cannot be sanitized
Here lies deadly proof

Cling to the promise
Regime change begins at home
November awaits

Kerry is no prize
But no one else can win it
Too much now to risk

They ask such hard questions!
Help, bitter old rich man,
Your sneer protects me.

I say YOU'RE the asshole
Only pin-heads
Care how "Nukular" is said.

Not me. Jesus told me
The free market is the
Hand of God, so there.

Once upon a time
we had democracy here.
Now, alas, no more.

Bush you stupid freak
You are very dangerous
You scare me badly

Ignorant or smart?
Or does it really matter?
You are laying waste.

Dubya, I free you
From my heart, my mind, my soul,
Let others be your jailer.

Too many people
Lives of the rich are worth more
They need more tax cuts

Speak against the war
You must hate America
I'll call John Ashcroft

Corporations rule
Sucking a dirty oil teet
Long Live Amoco

Proping dictators
He may be an SOB
He's our SOB

Democracy can't afford
The truth anymore
Let's build an Empire

But he put the above haikus on different threads, so my reply was:

Last count three haiku
All are bara bara links
So mendokusai

Sorry, I use some Japanese words there, considering haiku is Japanese poem actually. Japanese is pronounced like Latin languages like German. What you read is what you say.
That ba in bara is pronounced like the English word bar without the r, for example. Bara bara means scattered. And mendokusai means troublesome.

 

[Northboy]

I still remember long converstations by the fire
Sharing my dreams as the sparks flew in the night
You said don't sit too close or you'll get burned
Inever realized how prophetic you were

In younger days
When all my dreams came true
I never saw my life
Without you.

We'd go down by the river
Throw stones in the water
You'd shove me in and I'd get wet to my knees
My wet clothes made me shiver
You put your arms around me to keep me warm

In younger days
When all dreams to come true
I never saw my life
Without you.

 

[SwitSof]

I address this poem to know one as my girlfriend doesn’t deserve it. . It is just the mad ranting of an eccentric engineer.

Infinite Hart

My boundless love knows no bounds
The skys no limit
There are no walls around
It fills all voids
And beyond
Space and time
Though all eons
It never began it always was
It will never ends it’s
Predestined among
The stars, the spheres
The clocks and the seasons
A predictable beat that
Need no rhyme or reason

Well a girl who can't appreciate an eccentric engineer's good effort to impress her with the above poem, she's not worth it indeed then.
That would be a day to have a bloke who can read his own poem to you here :roll: