Any Poets

[Northboy]

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.

Fabulous piece!!

 

[Northboy]

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? ​

Very Very nice...the sweet lament of a faithful life...

Balance with compassion....

 

[Northboy]

Well excuse me
If I don't say hello
Time has gone by
And i still haven't overcome
the blow.

When you left me
you hung me out to dry
You made it seem so easy
To say goodbye.

You left me hangin' on a fence
Trying to get some answer
Trying to make some sense
As to whatever happened
To me and you.

As I take a walk down heartbreak avenue
As i take a walk down heartbreak avenue

You said that's the way it happens
That's how it goes
Your words hit as hard
As driving snow
Now I'm standing on a corner
Without a clue
Looking down lonely street
And heartbreak avenue......

 

[Riyko]

Here's a poem I wrote a couple of years ago enjoy ^_^

Please

Please take me away from here
Take away all my pain
and all of my fears

Please love me more then before
Love me like you did years ago
but let me love you even more

Please don't leave me anymore
stay with me
and let me know you care

Please don't hurt me anymore
i've been hurt so bad
many many times before

Please take me away from here
Take me with you here there and everywhere
just please don't leave me here

 

[flapperpie]

I love to write poetry during those long, boring flights;

My shoe bomb burns at both ends
what a lovely light
But o' my friends and o' my foes
It shall not last the night.

 

[Dreadful Nonsense]

I love to write poetry during those long, boring flights;

My shoe bomb burns at both ends
what a lovely light
But o' my friends and o' my foes
It shall not last the night.

I'm paranoid as hell ya know.......
somebody call the cops

 

[lone wolf]

Cinderella Dream

Cinderella Dream​

It’s not my place to burden you,
Disturb your fantasy.
No knight in shining armour, I’m no ...
...Cinderella Dream.
There are no castles in the sky.
We can’t live fairy tales.
But, what I have to offer might have ...
...use for you this day.

I don’t want to weigh you down
With my reality.
You’re a grown-up woman now with ...
...Cinderella dreams
Of happy ever afters
And tall, rich, handsome guys
And I just can’t be one of them. See ...
...I can’t live a lie.

Oh, pretty little dreamer, live your ...
...Cinderella Dream.
Only time can teach you
Life ain’t easy as it seems.

I couldn’t really please you. I’ve no ...
...pot of gold, it seems,
No fairy tale glass slipper for your ...
...Cinderella Dream.
There are no pumpkin coaches in this ...
... crazy thing called life.
This hand I have to offer you just ...
...may not fit you right.

© 3 Apr 2001
S Woolfrey​

 

[karrie]

White, blinding, biting, cutting
Skin freezing, eyes stinging
Stumbling, gasping, fumbling
Trying, failing, praying

Death comes painfully
Creeping slowly
Until you lie numbly
Stiffening quietly

In a blizzard




(morbid, yes, I know, and I apologize if it offends anyone. But, it was there, bubbling away at the surface, waiting to be set down)

 

[karrie]

Round and round and round I go
Where it stops, only god knows

As pain winds me up
And exhaustion crushes me down
My mind reels
My spine grinds
My hips burn
And my muscles scream

A dozen different imbalances
Keep me living life in pain
Keeping the company of strangers
To distract my hazed up brain

Anything to numb the pain
Anything to be numb

Round and round and round it goes
Please god end it, no one knows

 

[Gitaboo Radley]

Poem: Tethered

Okay, I have just confirmed that I am a total noob! I just lost this entire post so have to re-do it.

I am delighted to see a couple of poetry threads started in here. Lots of talent to be sure. I am always a bit reluctant to give too much information about a poem prior to having someone read it. Suffice it to say, this poem I wrote is about addiction and loving someone who is facing addiction. This poem made it onto a new on-line magazine: www.foxchasereview.org (shameless plug...*blush*!). I am sharing this link only because there are some really good poets on there. I felt a bit out of my element in the company of these other poets. Here it is:

Tethered

Tethered to the mast of this mighty ship
Lanyard twisting around suspended body
As the hair of Medusa
Reaching out with chaotic venom

Tethered to the mast of this resilient ship
As it rises and falls inside the murky green bottle
Rising in anticipation
Falling in futility

Tethered to the mast of this listing ship
Tides ebb and flow
So too, the blood of the heart
Is sucked in and out of the thin green necked bottle

Tethered to the mast of this wayward ship
Is learned waiting without beacon
Agonizing darkness without lodestar
Eyes fixed on ebony sky in search of Coleridge’s
Albatross

Tethered to the mast of this sinking ship
Baptized and eulogized in its own salt
In between baptism and eulogy under glass
Cracked hourglass seeping sand leaving nothing

Leaving nothing


But a concave vessel of emptiness

 

[karrie]

Across the table I watch her move,
she lifts her hand just so.
Across her brow she sweeps soft fingers,
sensually slow.

My body copies her unconsciously,
and I notice the soft caress.
She smiles, at ease, not noticing
the start of my distress.

For I can feel it coming,
the forming of this tie.
Soon I will lose more of me,
as I copy even her blink of eye.

Her voice will come from my lips,
her walk will be mine too.
Her laugh will start to take mine over,
there is nothing I can do.

Such is the curse of a person like me,
a puppet, an empath, a clone.
I copy the lisps, the limps, the tics,
as they change me to my bone.

A little more lost every time,
I meet somebody new.
The strain is not only physical,
but my mind suffers too.

For who am I? What laugh is mine?
What walk? What sayings? What glee?
For if not grounded by one strong man,
would I be lost entirely?

Would I live my life in constant flux?
Would I twist to others whims?
Changing my speech, my moods, my lusts,
all of my mannerisms?

Do I have a core? My very own voice?
Does anyone copy me?
The tilt of my head, the move of my brow,
is there anything I do genuinely?

Such is the curse of a person like me,
a puppet, an empath, a clone.
To sit here and ask the ether,
if anything is hers alone.

 

[talloola]

I will come back and read it many times Karrie, it is beautiful.
I wouldn't know how to start a poem, besides, once upon a time, or
maybe a limeric.

There was a little girl named talloola
Who drove to the ocean blue,
Out on the water,
She saw with a start,
A large friend named baluga.

ha, it doesn't even rhyme, and I am laughing so hard, tears are flowing, I have
no pride, I will leave it for everyone to scorn.;-) I can't even spell baluga, need
help.

 

[karrie]

Thank you talloola. And poetry is one of those things that need not make sense to anyone but you. lol.

 

[Liberalman]

Doesn't matter how much you wiggle and dance
Three drops will always go down your pants
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