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  1. profile image0
    Lybrahposted 10 years ago

    I think it would be a good idea to share our poetry on here.
    Post your poem,
    It could be like a contest or something
    Anyone got any poetry to share?

    1. frankieonfire profile image73
      frankieonfireposted 10 years agoin reply to this

      Yes! I'm ablaze with verse! Check out below or any of my hubs! Great to meet you Lybrah! Love to see other poets. smile

    2. bizarrett81 profile image69
      bizarrett81posted 10 years agoin reply to this

      I Know I Am Alive

      Like the tiny black fly on the big wide leaf

      I sit on the edge of my universe

      And contemplate everything.

      I feel the wind,

      I feel it-

      The tender brush of its rustling, unseen fingers,

      Fingers that can be cold enough

      And intrusive enough,

      To chill my bones

      I feel them and I know,

      I am alive.

      If I am still enough, I sense

      The earth’s mighty tremble

      Beneath my tiny feet

      As it hurls itself around the sun,

      through space and time

      I sense it-

      The spin of the planet,

      In its graceful arc around the sun

      Oh, you beautiful dangerous being!

      I sense it and I know

      I am alive.

      I can hear all the sound around me

      And inside of me,

      I close my eyes and I can hear it all,

      The cycles and sounds of the universe at work

      The creaking of the old bones of the trees,

      The echo of my heart

      Pounding in my ears

      I hear it-

      My bones creak with the trees

      In the winter rigidity

      The baby’s cry, always there,

      Always reminding me

      Of my responsibilities.

      Of my importance

      And I know,

      I am alive.

      1. frankieonfire profile image73
        frankieonfireposted 10 years agoin reply to this

        Ah.. yes.. Sometimes life is just a series of footsteps one after the other until we get a pardon of relief. Well done.

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    ke7tchposted 10 years ago

    I have some. Would it be best to share by posting a link to my HubPage? Or should I just type it into this reply?

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      Lybrahposted 10 years agoin reply to this

      A link is fine, if you don't want to re-type it.

  3. jhamann profile image85
    jhamannposted 10 years ago

    Stop by my Hubs and have a read,
    I hope my readers will be pleased.


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      Lybrahposted 10 years agoin reply to this

      I hope you'll check out mine, too!

      1. profile image0
        Lybrahposted 10 years agoin reply to this

        Here's a poem I wrote yesterday:

                    The Choice
        I hoped I could have it both ways
        But the bible says it's not okay
        I must snap out of this daze
        and enter a new phase

        I chose Him over you
        I really wanted you, too
        He's got so much more to offer
        Move on to Him is what I must do.

  4. Reality Bytes profile image75
    Reality Bytesposted 10 years ago

    To each of us a destiny, to some of us a goal. Whatever makes us happy, whatever makes us whole. Keep your faith...

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    ahorsebackposted 10 years ago

    Maybe its your eyes or the way you
    speak  or your perfumed dance
    Maybe its the way I watch as you dress
    or the visions of chance

    But I will always walk up behind
    as you ask touching your hip
    And touch gently your shoulder as
    you ask me to zip

    But then once in a great while you
    might turn and smile as I do
    But instead of going up I go down
    and the zipper does too

    1. frankieonfire profile image73
      frankieonfireposted 10 years agoin reply to this

      Oh! This is so racey!! I love it! A fun jumble of word play as you have your way smile

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      Beth37posted 10 years agoin reply to this


  6. frankieonfire profile image73
    frankieonfireposted 10 years ago

    I have plenty posted all over my profile page. Please feel free to read. I love an audience smile

  7. Poetic Ink profile image59
    Poetic Inkposted 10 years ago

    true strength is community

    true good is the people

    true happiness is you
    being real with
    family &

    life is truly awesome when people
    learn to connect
    & unite

    TRUE LOVE smile

    (Provide link attribution to our Poetic Ink hubpages community profile if anyone would like to share this poem elsewhere, otherwise it has an official copyright as of its submission to this forum.)

    © 2013 Poetic Ink Community

    1. frankieonfire profile image73
      frankieonfireposted 10 years agoin reply to this

      Nice - You speak truth. smile

  8. frankieonfire profile image73
    frankieonfireposted 10 years ago

    This is a nonsense poem I wrote as I was drifting into sleep.
    Hope you enjoy!

    Bob, Bob, Bob - Bobbing Bonnets Down The Mountain

    I tossed and turned and tumbled,
    Waiting all through the night and
    At half past the second twenty-second hour,
    With squinty blurry boogery eyes,
    I see the clock tick tock about my west dove housing tower.
    Its hour hand leaves plumes of thinning vapors –
    Spreading all into the air.

    Wait – and then you will see
    On this nights second twenty-third hours
    As hands go clicking into a space
    that is their place at their pace -
    Ticking all above the square.

    There hanging;
    The small man.
    See as he screams shouting rants as
    All across the sky vultures dive and peck and screech hunger
    as they follow his rise and decent.

    Watching -
    As he hangs with forehead turning red
    and sheets of drench drip down
    From him.-

    He holds on fighting until the drop isn't too far at all
    at least past the second twenty-third fourth hour mark,
    On the Big Ben Clock in the middle of my west and south
    My stained glass ceilings made into
    A mural blown and colored
    In a panoramic burning of books and painted canvas.

    And The Large Eye - it
    follows as you stand in every corner
    about the room.

    He tightens grip
    And when it’s safe to drop – letting go of the second hand
    -counting something like 87 ticks-
    He jumps shooting into the cave filled with cages carrying all sorts of crooked things.

    Hiding behind the stalactites bright and drippy
    He shrinks from sight or smell.
    All of them charismatic and dramatic,
    Bashfully belying intent; a battery of batting eyes -
    Blue with blond lashes;
    Walk into the cave filled with baskets

    To withdraw their sages
    Until the end of the day.
    Down the long windy road they go,
    A herd of white bonnets bobbing down the mountain.

    Bob, bob, bob,

    Around the corner, down the mountain.
    I toss and turn


    I don’t have a west dove tower!
    No tower of any direction is there
    Above this lofty bed!
    I shout from atop.

    Run and fetch – I want my fruit and tree!
    I swear they look like mice.
    These servants serving me look like the singing mice of
    Cinderella from Disney tales.

    Wait – scratching head
    I toss and turn,
    And deeper into the night....

    Until buzz and beep and boing
    Bounce you out of bed
    Bob, bob, bob
    You bounce off to see the day.
    Bob, bob, bob

    I stubbed my freaking toes reaching for
    the snooze

    Rubbing eyes.

    Bob… Yawn.
    Squinting eyes.
    The day is so bright.

    -Frankie Di'Incendio

    1. frankieonfire profile image73
      frankieonfireposted 10 years agoin reply to this

      Oh ya! That's my poem! Infringe it and I'll chop off a hand!

      Have a wonderful morning all.

  9. Pearldiver profile image69
    Pearldiverposted 10 years ago

    "Bob eh?" said Edmund Blackadder, "Ummm... Bob! That's a strange name for a girl!"  smile

    1. frankieonfire profile image73
      frankieonfireposted 10 years agoin reply to this

      That's only because your British.. It's all the rage over here. Now if I made everyone call me Lord.. well then....THAT would be strange. ;-)

    2. Poetic Ink profile image59
      Poetic Inkposted 10 years agoin reply to this

      LOL, funny post Pearldiver

      1. frankieonfire profile image73
        frankieonfireposted 10 years agoin reply to this

        Is he always so witty? smile

  10. Poetic Ink profile image59
    Poetic Inkposted 10 years ago

    I love life
    So Life surely loves me back
    Love at first sight

  11. Stina Caxe profile image81
    Stina Caxeposted 10 years ago

    I used to share my poetry on  I removed most of it, but I still have a few things there.  I am excited by this post though because I do love to share my poetry as it is my emotional outlet!

    I'd like to share something I wrote about having cancer.  In this poem I speak of "my love" as a symbol for a cure for the disease.

    Dreams and Disease
    by me

    Embraced infant-like night time naps
    As was brought forth fantastic fantasy
    It was heavenly happiness
    Dreaming of my love like my love was here
    Deception roused me, if only I'd known
    Waking up wouldn't have been an option

    Disorientation and fatigue are symptomatic
    The perfect pill that heals can currently kill
    Waiting for the poison
    Worse before better, near death before life
    Slow decay in the brain, forgotten feelings
    Slight sight sends my sleeping mind deeper

    Welcome delicious darkness it's been too long
    Enter me and induce the inability to feel
    Exhaustion defeats emotion
    I fear mornings wake as descending drift I take
    My dear dream disappears, he is nowhere near
    Married to misery, maybe this was meant to be

  12. janshares profile image94
    jansharesposted 10 years ago

    I share with you

    Because you asked

    Prefer you see

    My hubs amassed

    So visit me

    To see the rest

    I think that route

    For me is best

    smile Peace

  13. Writermiss profile image59
    Writermissposted 10 years ago

    Hope is like the flowers
    waiting on the sun to shine
    the rain for the rainbow
    me for you to be mine.

    Faith is knowing that something bigger than life
    oversees us all
    knowing that the sky won't fall.

    Love is the joy of hearing a baby's first cry
    the overflow in your heart
    the sole reason why...

    we Hope to have Faith in a Love that won't ever die.

    - N.Turner

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    maryke-polleyposted 10 years ago

    My silence

    My silence have been broken
    With more than a fiery blade
    My life feels like a token
    And me, I too started to fade

    Steel bars crept into my chest
    And so easily won my heart
    Did not even notice the lonely nest
    As everything in me was torn apart

    Time dances by
    As I hold my air
    As my thoughts seem to fly
    I died which does not seem fair

    Im tired and need rest
    And I cant go on
    Scary invested pest
    And I don’t know where I belong

    my silence - so silent

  15. Reality Bytes profile image75
    Reality Bytesposted 10 years ago

    I watched a video on Sixto Rodriguez, a musician from the 1970's.  I immediately fell in love with his lyrical abilities.

    Crucify Your Mind :

    Was it a huntsman or a player
    That made you pay the cost
    That now assumes relaxed positions
    And prostitutes your loss?
    Were you tortured by your own thirst
    In those pleasures that you seek
    That made you Tom the curious
    That makes you James the weak?

    And you claim you got something going
    Something you call unique
    But I've seen your self-pity showing
    As the tears rolled down your cheeks

    Soon you know I'll leave you
    And I'll never look behind
    'Cos I was born for the purpose
    That crucifies your mind
    So con, convince your mirror
    As you've always done before
    Giving substance to shadows
    Giving substance ever more

    And you assume you got something to offer
    Secrets shiny and new
    But how much of you is repetition
    That you didn't whisper to him too

  16. Nikostratus profile image60
    Nikostratusposted 10 years ago

    A banshee cries out in the night,
    A fire casts its burning light
    The sidhe dance upon the windy moor,
    singing their ancient songs of lore

    Blood-red snow below our feet,
    The rope swings above our head
    Soon our ancestors we shall meet,
    We are swinging, swinging, we are dead.

    Ravens flock though the air,
    flying willy-nilly, without a care
    The lone wolf howls it haunting song,
    A final call, and then it's gone.

  17. Nikostratus profile image60
    Nikostratusposted 10 years ago

    Is Prose allowed in this forum? smile I'd love to share something I had written years ago, entitled "I am the Fallen"

    I stand alone on the planes of War.

    The broken shields and broken bodies of my comrades lie in ruin.

    Here now lies Aetheris, a Shield Maiden of Tyr. A joy to behold in life, and a sorrow to see in death. Her faith and will was her sword of shield, as she slung spell after spell at her adverseries. Only when a blade plunged into her back did they cease, and did she fall to her knees and die.

    I kneel down and trace a Rune into the air above the fallen maiden. "Goodbye m'anam agus mo chroi" I whisper, before igniting the rune above her, cremating the remains of my fallen beloved.

    I stand up, and watch as the ashes fly upon the winds of Borealis. My face is devoid of any emotion, my heart shattered beyond repair. I feel a hand on my back and a kiss upon my bare shoulder. I turn back, and see that no-one is there. Only then do i smile, and look up to the Heavens where I shall soon be.

    Pulling my cloak further onto my bare back, i sling rune after rune at my Fallen brethren, sending them to the After-life with a sad sense of goodbye.

    I come to one of the last. My brother, Trsiel ab Cumhail, Necro-Mage of Soliaris. A summoner of the angry dead, he was. The herald who would send them beyond the pale when they had done their chore, when they had flung themselves at our enemies and feasted on the very marrow of their bones hungrily.

    His spellcraft was silenced in a bolt of blue energy. While we had fought, he had suffered and finally died by the wounds from the blue flames.

    I hold his charred hand and fill my emotions demand control. My older brother, 10 winters above my own 23, now laid dying. The man who had held me from birth, the man who had cared for me when our parents had passed away, was now out of my life.

    I was not able to bring myself to ignite his remains.. there was no strength. I gaze deep into his empty eyes, the lonliness becoming suffocatingly unbearable.

    He was the second-to-last of the Fallen Ones.

    I slide a dagger from a sheath on my arm, and gaze at the wickedly sharp blade in thought. My heart pounds, not in fear, but in anticipation. With one last look at the fields where we died, one last look to the oceans where we used to fish in and swim in as children, i tilt my head to the sky and smile as I see the souls of my brothers, my sisters, and my lovers waiting for me with a smile.

    I press the blade to my throat, and take one last breath. A single shudder runs through my body. My eyes close, and with one quick motion, my neck is torn by the dagger, from earlobe to earlobe.

    There is no pain.. I muster a smile as i feel the beginnings of my death.

    I lay beside my brother, and feel the exhaustion come over me. I close my eyes on final time, and hear my own death rattle.

    Now I am soaring above the clouds, the wind runs through my soul, and I laugh in pleasure of feeling so weightless, free of my mortal shell. Trsiel and Aetheris rush to greet me with kisses and pats on the back, my little sister, only 13 winters old, but an incredible Blade Dancer rushes me and embraces me.

    We stop, and I look back. A spell slips from my lips and i feel the fire surge through my veins. We smile as i gesture to my dead body, and my brothers dead body. We ignite in flames. We whisper a farewell as the ashes are carried away on the Arcadian Winds, and soon, are gone.

    We fade away, into the afterlife.

    I was the last, I am the Fallen

  18. Ben Evans profile image65
    Ben Evansposted 10 years ago

    Grasp what you can.
    A daring wind is not silent.
    It cracks the sand
    and blisters your skin.

    A blue sky awakens
    a shy story never told.
    Hands are steady
    while quietly shivering.

    Did you really know,
    if you bite your lips,
    they will bleed
    and the blood is red.

    A dry desert can have an oasis
    or a concern out of dryness’s spite
    with a lifeless ambition
    wasted in sorry.

    The wind however
    feels its way
    and can quietly push you
    as it blows at your back.

    Come a little bit this way
    apart from your sights path
    because a striking appearance
    is just that a lure in repose.

    Watch the ant walk by
    and while the heat is hard
    it walks coolly
    as the sun bathes in the wind.

  19. taburkett profile image58
    taburkettposted 10 years ago

    While others may protest and complain about the strong capitalist taxonomy.
    I realize that I must continue the fight for pursuit of happiness, life, and liberty. 
    I know the time has come, when I as one must choose my own destiny.
    Though many young and old have always told of American patriotic harmony.
    Can I be bold and join the ranks of American loyalists if I tremble endlessly.
    Yes, I can, because I am an honorable man, a reliable source  of dependability.
    The day draws near, when I must shed my fear, and select my future very wisely.
    The path I take for my fate is one where I must aspire to achieve concisely.
    For I stand tall with flag-wavers all, who respect and honor our freedoms fervently.
    No better land, can be found in this world, where people live so magnanimously.
    So generous, kind, and forgiving that all may live as they desire respectfully.
    This American man, born of this land, whose mother and father taught honestly.
    I will stand strong with unselfish thought and protect everyone in this land of fidelity.
    Because I am an American fighting man who knows that freedom requires loyalty.
    I choose to be proud of my American vow to fight for the freedoms so reverently.
    Now years have come and gone, but the freedom battle continues to always sway.
    I stand my post proud and strong, I pledge to preserve and protect each and every day.
    I live for peace but know it may never come regardless of my prayers and commands.
    Therefore, I will always be completely prepared for the confronted situational demands.

  20. Nikostratus profile image60
    Nikostratusposted 10 years ago

    I am honored to share this forum with such talents.

  21. profile image0
    ahorsebackposted 10 years ago

    When we make love she moans softly
    and cries .......squeals  and  then goes silent
    Yet I know I've done the best I can
    when she doesn't project much violence

    Shes an amazon she stands seven foot
    two and a half
    And she beats me like a red headed stepchild
    often  causing her to laugh

    What can I do ...WHAT CAN I DO
    she won't even turn me loose
    She demands  more than I can give
    why's is  she soo obtuse?


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