I'm feeling incredibly stressed
My internet's far from the best.
It's off - then it's on
Which is really no fun ...
I'm a frog that's now highly vexed
Even you are in stress
What I tress
And you are dancing
Celebrating your hundred
Did you enter dollar hubber thread?
Not heard of the thread you suggested
I guess I should go and digest it
My number? Ignore it
I often just draw it
Try it, tis funny, go test it
A chain of pearls ye shall not lack,
Nor gold to wind your hair;
Nor brindled hound, nor men to gawk,
Nor roses fresh and fair;
And you, the preeminent lass
Shall reign as my fair queen.
But aye she let her tears drop doone
For Jack, the Burger King.
Just a little rewrite:
The church was deck'd at morning's rise.
The candles glimmered fair;
The parson and the bridegroom wait
the bride,
And bridesmaid, best man are there.
They searched her both by garden and Knave
The lass was not seen!
She's oe'r the Taco border, and away
Wi' Jack, formerly of Burger King.
I want to be handsome like Ned
But my backside resembles my head
That's why i'm ratty
Brassed off and catty
And wake up alone in my bed
my life is like a riverpool a movin' mighty fast
i'm known to skip a beat or two - won't nothin' never last?
if i should fall in love with you please tell me if it's true
cause i can't tell the difference now that i made love to you
my life is like a riverpool a pullin' me along
i'm known to skip a beat or two when the feelin's really strong
if I should fall in love with you don't drown me by the quay
my life is like a riverpool a draggin' me away.
woke up with the sunset touching my eyes
thoughts rise ... hello, goodbye
crow swoops on by with the breeze
eyes clear to see past the trees
piercing blue sky frames the ridge
eyes close while I drift to the edge
seriously...maybe i could try my hand at it?...don't just be nice...i can take it...
swoh - It's actually not too bad, meter's just a little off. Try this:
woke up with sun touching my eyes
thoughts rose...hellos, goodbyes
crow swoops by alive with the breeze
eyes clear to see past the trees
peircing blue sky frames the far ridge
eyes close as I drift to the edge.
ralwus the walrus is just razzing you. he is a master thoughtmaker, though.
thanks for that...i appreciate it!....
I reread yours and if read a little differently than I did the first time, the meter is not as much off as I thought. In fact it's really not off at all. That's why poetry is often best read aloud by the author. Sometimes, the reader doesn't get the inflection the way the writer meant it.
...2 of the words - 'hello/goodbye'...are from Jimi Hendrix's meaning of life....and the sunset, yes i was speaking about the sunset...it can be so bright as it starts to fall.
thanks for your thoughts, again!
A cool wind bends trees
The clouds to the west are dark
Thick rain falls sideways
The Third Week
People are a**holes
I qualify as people
the sorrow of pizza
the laughter of chocolate
and I may be a sex addict-
third week lessons.
Oh, and a nifty trick
for putting off the third week
until the second week
of the following month,
the consequences of which
are too horrible to relate.
Starr
There once lived a dog named Starr
with a six foot chain was a gift
set loose she would run very far
coming home ashamed and with a sniff
even though she loved to chase dads car
and lived her life in a drift
I dearly miss a dog named Starr
given to me as a gift
the sky drew it's darkened clouds about
the earth grew dim as the cries rang out
"I've lost him!" was her angry shout
to the moon and the stars and the world without.
"Oh! sing me a song, my firey maid!"
but the world of death was a barricade
he reached across the veil of gloom
to search her face in the teary room
he sought her eyes and he found them there
"Remember this, my maiden fair -
the world below is a world of grief
and death has brought me sweet relief.
death is not a painful thing.
it's relief from pain only dying can bring."
Chill
Far from the shore of the deep,
O'er these somber thoughts my tongue I keep;
A russet gem of glowing light,
Zephyr wind on Raven brow of night,
Shadow Pirates with tattered sail,
The seamen wink at my timid hail,
Through window's peek into their hell;
I hear the sound of haunting bell.
No, just death. I don't dwell on it but I went through a period after my brother died where I seemed to be writing a lot of stuff from the perspective of the dead person! Shades of Emily Dickenson?
She lets her hips go round, around, around,
And lets her skirt go round;
But though her skirt be of silk,
Her ass near kissed the ground, aground, aground.
The Thrush
The Trush in his Woodbine bower,
Where limber limbs with acorns mingle,
Will boast himself his finest hour,
In glen, or grove, or forest dingle.
Though fair his plume of drab hue,
Beneath the canopy's weight reclining;
I've heard no flute of lovelier blue,
More sweet through liquid burble rising.
My summer sun the dew shall dry,
Ere yet the day be of small sorrow,
No longer in my bleeding heart
Is dread of my rise on the morrow.
good one...off to work...i'll try my hand at it again!
Blast you ralwus. Tis the challenge to out word the master. His tongue drips the nectar of Mnemosyne.
Haha couturepopcafe, I don't mean to be a challenge to anyone, just having fun here is all. you can do it just as well, anyone can, almost anyway. Now, did I tell you my muse has nine names, all Greek?
Beauty Walks
My soul leaps when I behold
the Eagle in the sky:
Such as it was when first I saw him;
Now it remains deep within this man;
Let it be so when I am old,
Or let me turn to dust.
The spirit of that child
still lives in me;
And I wish all my days to be
Bound like a string of pearls;
Each a day of Nature's wonders.
Earth is alive and beauty
Walks in the living,
With all our blunders.
gathering blongings to keep me safe
aww, the scent and feel of the hide
twirl a weave close to my neck
pull on and lace black brogan tight
slide and fasten binding gauntlets
now, step outside with smilin eyes
straddle that horse, off for a ride
ooops....my iron horse....vvvrrrrrooooommmm, vvvvvrrrrrrooooommmmm...
Who can speak from a grave or the dump? (for my mom)
No less light shall the sun and shadow lie
on the auburn curl and almonded eye, than
love lay yesterday on her breast like grief.
No less light shall grief walk my lack of nerve
than the grim fear of tomorrow ran over
my grief of days. No less terrible that kneels
haunting around your grave than I shall kneel there.
Who is want to kneel at the grave but love?
So then I shall be there in day and night,
not with mirth on my face but a tear as running
with my sorrow, and I shall come with rose
in hand, the force of nature, so that with
the small stirring of a tree leaf's crest
I shall weep to you where you lie among iron rail,
where you converse with all things that are dead.
Who is so far that love cannot be heard?
Lie you there mother, lie you there, my never
to be seen again mother, so wise in ways
where you perched like a Lark beyond the garden,
seeing, but not being heard, above our understanding.
Sorrow is spaced between the start and a finish.
Who but the dead can kiss the dead?
Who can speak from a grave or the dump?
Only the Rooster's blood dripping from the ax,
or the Whip-poor-will's tear like acid upon the stump?
...."Who is want to kneel at the grave but love?" ........
beautiful...
Who are you, man. That's one incredible insight.
that's Ralwus.....one beautiful man with beautiful words....
Gee ladies, thanks. I am of course many things reincarnated of energies past. Voices sing to me, so I write. That's who I really am. Bless you both. We need more contributors now.
...that's it...u r done with this thread! OMG guess I better try my hand at a hub with a poem.....
I wish you luck
With a Hub in kind
Try with your might
and find what you find
write till your frustrated
and make the world blind
to your faults and flaws
only to see yourself replaced
by those new trying to be you
for poets are a dime a dozen
and form free expression
requires no fee.
divers float beneath the sea
inconsistent with their own humanity
and for those few hours Heaven is exposed
as they witness Creation through the Mind of God
angelfish glide across a glossy wave
and roar toward Heaven in a leap of faith
as though in some instinctive moment
they heard a Voice say, "fly, fly, fly!"
poets soar with pen in hand
lingering with faeries in neverland
and with crystal eyes and the conciousness of eternity
see the Hand of God in everything.
Oh, Ralwus! Ralwus!
Where Art Thou, Ralwus?
Drink no more whiskey!
I'll drive you home.
Oh, Ralwus! Oh Ralwus!
It's the liquor that calls us,
With whisky or wench,
We've sorrows to drench,
Just for some fun,
Lets sip on a little rum,
Sing songs of the war,
With fine women, we'd score.
If we weren't so drunk,
and smelt like a dead skunk!
Nooooo. Poems are gay. And when I am told what to do, I cant, weird huh? lol
Poems aren't gay, unless you are talking about happy gay, then they can be. I am sure there are a few people here that would tell you where to go .
what if a dawn of a doom of a damsel
cleaves this heart in two,
what if a much of a which of a whim
gives the truth to a lover's lie;
what if a keen of a curried eye stabs
begging lips with cold and steel:
what if in the forgetting she remembers me
(our now)
what if in the bend of a bow in the end
my arrow was wrongly planted?
what if in jest of a joke of a laugh
Cupid tricked me?
OK, I'll try a small one.
Little spotted red,
You stroll about my flower bed.
Safely sing a summer song
as you quietly stroll along.
Catch an aphid; taste the dew.
I will smile when I look at you.
Roses are white,
Poems are read,
Have a great night,
I'm heading to bed!
A positive reason why.
I believe:
That every living thing
On this planet circling the sun
Has a positive reason for being
Perhaps some have more than one.
Yet I always find:
It very hard to understand
Given the positive reasons for being
Why so many individuals can only live
And breathe, the negative things we’re seeing
So I suggest:
That with so many negative people here
We build space ships to carry them far away
So that all the positive things on our earth
Can enjoy positive reasons for being, each day
*Pearldiver*
© Copyright 2010 Pearldiver nzpol with all rights reserved.
Look around us and what can be seen?
Chaos, hunger, fighting, people being mean.
It's a sign of things coming our way,
Extremes, things rotting, the rich wont pay.
Why do we have to foot this huge bill
We didn't cause this, get a job better still.
Every day passes, we wait expecting some good news
The media can't see it, their words light the fuse.
Was the american dream from a delusional generation
Used up, they went to far, then they went for invasion.
Taking more and more from all over the earth
Calling it some other name, giving greed rebirth.
We must do it, they are planning to kill us you see
we have to stop them, we need more money to be free.
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A Walk on a Chilly Day
in the crispy November wind, and
when icy finger pokes my nose,
walking in the dappled sun cold flame,
spider shadows upon sere crisp leaves
by Charleston Pike, listening to chatter of
Chickadee,
hearing the crow laugh in frosty sticks,
my cold lungs cough as she laughs;
squirrel barking dropping acorns and
shakes her tail in disgust.
What to say
what to believe
they say you have a gift
then if gifted
share but then
perhaps you share amiss
silence meets
your accustom bliss
for one such as I
to live is to miss.
A vista is strewn
with sentiment thrown.
A life is vast and
not completely known.
Show me the sky.
A magenta and blue array.
Flying clouds show a picture
without anything to say.
Imagination held me
in random thought.
A moment yet passed
is not one caught.
I tightly hold the view
in my eye line.
It never happens
according to design.
I dream as I walk
but it has become tense.
I put it behind me
so I have no sense.
Beauty beheld is gone
and the sky is proud.
If I never look up,
I will never see a cloud.
Most beautiful Ben Evans.
Why
are you
who asked not
to be born among men
and I can hear the womb
breaking and the next one
comes forth from behind a plug
dropped son thin as a soup bone.
In the birthing room unknown
to the acid turn of time
the soul shadow of
man baptized in
dark all alone
weighted in
living.
Thanks Ralwus.
I love your use of metaphor.
A semblance within hope paints a good way.
Sun tempers the great sapphire blue ocean.
I have never recalled such a fine day.
A searing haven paints a fine notion.
After all the wind tells its own tales
in a sure way I could never repeat
or let alone remember the details.
The sea just consorts with the wind's deceit.
The waves roll the wet foam up to my sole.
The tides tell me that its past time to leave
I shall remember the time at this shoal.
I've taken refuge in today's sea breve.
u 2....better? I hope...rough week 4 u!....loved that latest poem that you wouldn't allow comments for! ha ha!
With a yawn
Foot hits lawn
To retrieve information
Printed on trees
News of the day
Coffee is made
Not a bad way to enter the Frey
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