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| The poetry tread; Share your soul voices with your Nakama | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Sep 24 2005, 11:23 AM (6,428 Views) | |
| RedPirate | Sep 24 2005, 11:23 AM Post #1 |
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Forum Sanji and Cuisine Alchemist
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Kanthia asked on the it is written thread if I write poems. I do write some so I thought I would share a few and give everyone a chance to share there own work. These three are the ones I heart the most Comet With glass shod eyes we watch your death slow and silent streaming like a breath in winter Kissed by the sun 'til the solar winds scatter your ashes Nullae Stellae Back behind the other day the sky was black, the Earth was grey the moon’s pale axis shifted right the pale side hidden from our sight The last man heaved a wicker chair through five gold rings suspended there before the mountain bowed from sight before the silver river’s flight The dark rains come to dry the land the sun comes out to drench the sea between the grass the hopeless sea iceberg blue, you let me be Where I am, the floor is brittle a rust-bound cage bent in the middle We both look up, there are no stars between the Earth, the moon and Mars You in your painted case of glass headed off before the pass looking down a whistle-stop road trying not to drop the load Before the home train rumbles past before the last ring promises past there is a place were movies live in trenchcoats, rainwhipped, ready to give You told me with your eyes, unplanned stifled voice I understand there is no light here in the end there are no stars but one my friend Inheritance In memoriam: Mum Your legacy is tied up in paper and flowers vases and china boxes of wood you lay screwed in unless you escape and make a scene The coffin becomes the coffee table for flowers and cards like mother’s day without the pavlova We touch the wood as if it were your hand Which may have been cold I couldn’t bring myself No-one has ever been so hospital pale so not at home so somewhere else A vacation you take alone and never send a postcard Your legacy is quiet For three days I didn’t feel you like they said I would and then you go and haunt in your absence No ghost but the colours gone from the day RedPirate |
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| RedPirate | Sep 24 2005, 11:28 AM Post #2 |
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Forum Sanji and Cuisine Alchemist
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This one I had to post alone. I wrote it in September 2001 to a simple tune which I cannot express here but the words work alone. September no music no shouting no jaws unopened in the night no words pass but whispers no peaceful air at morning light hands over mouths tumble holding in disbelief birds from the sky crumble too big a day for simple grief in my town no cars touch everybody rides alone too mind-numb to listen to nought but the radio the sun rolls around to a silent world kissing these new sleepers disbelieving people watch like disconnected dreamers we try to move on to a less uncertain war but before we leave here we have to know “what was it for?” it’s peaceful where they are gentled beyond the pain the dust falls on paper floating under the rain and war stings a new millennium new from an ugly birth we stand with our shaken hope waiting for wisdom to save the earth Red-chan |
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| Saiyako | Sep 24 2005, 01:39 PM Post #3 |
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Glorious Rebel
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You already know how much I love your poetry, Red-chan. But I wanted to go on record as saying: These are beautiful. And those last two lines of "September" still hurt. |
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I've felt this way before. The world goes deafeningly silent. I hear my heartbeat thundering in my ears. This must truly be... the brink of death. I hear it. The breath of his steel. A katana follows will... All that's left... is to see if I truly have the power to cut steel. | |
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| Kanthia | Sep 24 2005, 01:48 PM Post #4 |
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Keeper of the Awesome
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Ohmigosh... RedPirate-chan writes the most amazing poetry ever. Kanthia loves poetry in free flight, where rhymes do not have to make it beautiful because it already is. ~Kanthia |
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| ronozoro | Sep 24 2005, 01:53 PM Post #5 |
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wow you both are wonderful poets i loved Nullae Stellae and September RedPirate especilay september they are very well writen i have 2 pomes i wrote for a class i like them although they are really simple ones about having to wake up and the other is about stargazing, ill post them once i dig them up
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| sarabande | Sep 24 2005, 07:07 PM Post #6 |
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Honestly, as a rule, I dislike most poetry. There are a few amatuer poets that are are an exception to the rule, and you just were added to the list, RedPirate. I can't say if I had a favorite, as they were all beautiful for different reasons, but if you ever write more, please post it here. I would love to swoon over it. |
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| ChibiKitsune | Sep 24 2005, 07:50 PM Post #7 |
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Kitsune of Three Tails; Cosplay Addict
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Wow. All of yours poems are wonderful, RedPirate, your last one especially. I was never able to write a poem about September 2001, but I did a short story. I used to write a lot of poetry. I haven't written anything new since I sunk into my depression. Okay, I did write poetry, but I consider it angst and nothing good came of it, so I don't count it. I would like to share the few I have on this computer. Dragon Crimson wyrm, wrought by a charm of chaos. Great dragon, birthed in flagitious flame. He dwells within us all, watching, waiting For us to betray our own soul's stands, Awaiting fained to rend our souls to shreds, To claim what we embody, leaving less Than mere shells containing bare beliefs. Shall we let this great beast thieve us of ourselves? Aye, we've let it this for tens of eras, It's near invulnerable, tis so strong. But I shan't have my self-reliance stripped. I'd rather myself the dragon devour, Than to have my self-respect stolen. It's all just a choice: Cower or campaign. Know that if you select the second, It's likely you'll lose it all - life and love. I give no forethought, prime no precaution. I require my freedom and my mien, My soul, my morals, and my goals greater Than I am in need of my mortality. Come, great dragon, see if you can burn my beliefs. Up and Down Build up Build up Tear down Tear down Nothing is eternal Fall down Fall down Get up Get up Survival is internal Hit up Hit up Strike down Strike down Violence is infernal Back down Back down Keep up Keep up America is vernal I have a good deal more "decent" poetry (and a couple tons of really bad poetry >.>), but I'm far too tired to type anything up right now. Really, poetry is currently the only way I get any income >.> I'm banned from jobs, so I enter poetry and short story contests galore. My only was of paying for conventions ^^; |
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| ronozoro | Sep 24 2005, 08:39 PM Post #8 |
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Crime: Caught Eating Flies
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very nice ChibiKitsune i realy like the first one, Dragon. do you win alot of contests? |
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| Kanthia | Sep 24 2005, 09:33 PM Post #9 |
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When Kanthia was younger, her art teacher made her enter this contest...it was the Bateman Contest of Great Justice without the Great Justice. You could either enter an original piece of art of an endangered animal or a piece of poetry about Global Warming. Kanthia's art teacher was like "OMG MUST WIN SO I CAN TELL MY FRIENDS ONE OF MEH STUDENTES WON TEH COMPETITION" so she made everyone submit both a piece of art and a piece of writing. And Kanthia couldn't draw so her art teacher threatened not to send in her poetry, so Kanthia was like fine and sent it in on her own. She won O-o;;;;;;;; It's on the May '05 thingie in the Robert Bateman calendar. She has like 200 of them...they sent so many... It kinda went like this: ~~ Welcome to Global Warming. How may I help you? I'd like the Extinction Combo, A side order of skin cancer And a Large Melted Glacier Slurp. That'll be 87.5 cents a gallon. Have a nice day. ~~ It was supposed to illustrate how, in the age of giant rolling carmobiles, we sell away our future for gasoline. Of course, back then gas was like 40 cents lower than it was now e-e; There was also this piece that Kanthia posted on the Boards of Lesser Justice that she wrote in Grade the Ninth for an English project in which one had to write ten lines about being fourteen. Kanthia's English teacher gave it an 8/10 and a big angry pen-mark saying it had too much noise. Kanthia said noise sounds good in poetry. ~~ Darkness, I call to you: My blanket to cry in Come join me in slumber, you who dry my eyes For I am too young to know the pain of betrayal Yet tossed aside like useless litter. This too shall pass, lies they have told me But you tell only truth. My pain is silenced by nothing- The nothing of everything, which enters my head And sends me off to tormented sleep. Oh, darkness; you are my savior Bring me away from the pain of fourteen. ~~ Nee...Kanthia was going through some mountains in the Nine. She once wrote this poem about a guy doing some sort of race type thing that she lost when her computer exploded. She'll have to retype that some time ^^; ~Kanthia |
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| ronozoro | Sep 24 2005, 09:54 PM Post #10 |
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i like the seond one Kanthia. a teacher should not tell a student they are wrong when there is no right answer. i mean if it where wats 2x4 or there where spelling errors and stuff well tehn i could understand but taking away becasue they dont like it is wrong. anyway its a very good pome |
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| Saiyako | Sep 25 2005, 08:53 AM Post #11 |
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Glorious Rebel
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Ah, I like those, Kitsune-chan. The dragon one is beautifully expressive, and Up and Down is very clever. And Kanthia - you're a wonderful poet. That global warming one is perfectly put together, and right up there with the best of the published stuff I've seen lately. And... I've talked about the other before, I think, when you posted it at 4Shame. You capture the feeling of teenage angst really well without it being over-the-top. And what did your teacher mean "too much noise"? It reads like a very quiet poem to me. |
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I've felt this way before. The world goes deafeningly silent. I hear my heartbeat thundering in my ears. This must truly be... the brink of death. I hear it. The breath of his steel. A katana follows will... All that's left... is to see if I truly have the power to cut steel. | |
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| RedPirate | Sep 25 2005, 09:32 AM Post #12 |
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Forum Sanji and Cuisine Alchemist
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Nee, Thank you all for kind compliments. I'm glad you liked them, especially September. It was my way of coping with that horrible time. I often carry the tune in my head. I had a bad dream last night that everyone hated my work! Kanthia: your teacher was way wrong. That's a beautiful poem and I like the irony of the environmental poem. It's proof that often less is more. Kitsune: I love Dragon. It really is your firey voice. Up and down has a beautiful rhythm. It's a pleasure to read. Do you feel like posting your September story? I'll understand if you don't. Such are very personal works. Sarabande : I feel priveledged by your words. I also am very particular in my taste so I'm honoured to share something you enjoy. |
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| ChibiKitsune | Sep 30 2005, 09:13 PM Post #13 |
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Kitsune of Three Tails; Cosplay Addict
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Thank you for the compliments. ^-^; I haven't won all that many contests, but enough to keep me happy at cons. XD Kanthia... I absolutely love your poem about global warming. When I can dig the story back up, I'll post it. It's really not very good, though. It was written early in my creative writing career, so it's a rather contrived storyline, and doesn't make as much sense now because it was predicting what would happen - though, thank any and all benevolent beings, my prediction was VERY wrong. I was always sure it would be, but I was scared for a while to think it might. |
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| Envy | Oct 2 2005, 11:12 PM Post #14 |
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I don't write poetry myslef but one of my best friends does. Here's a link to her page on Allpoetry.com ;) Clicky |
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| ronozoro | Oct 2 2005, 11:23 PM Post #15 |
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oh i remember one i wrote we had a party at our church and it was a great time at around midnight when the party was dying down i was lying on the ground looking for stars in the sky which here hard to find since it was a cloudy night but every now and then you would see a star throung the clouds and thats how this haiku came about Stary Night Lying on the ground Looking at a starless sky A cloud shifts |
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