Poetry

2007-12-17 20:51:54 · 3 answers · asked by Anonymous

I wrote this love ode to some poet friends and it won me poet of the year in San Francisco. If you can get through it all Bravo! And don't tell me this isn't a poem you don't win poetry awards for writing prose. I am using a French poetic form created by Oulipo school called cento which means you take lines already written by others and combine them into a work of your own and it is slam poetry as well, I won for slamming it.

http://www.pajamadancing.com/AMtwriting/AMtwriteBoy.html

Now for the points answer me these questions three.

1st question is what is my theme, aside from love.

2nd Whoever names the most song titles with artist name wins and a bonus applause if you can tell me how my poem was organized. If you get them all I may consider sending you actual prize money. (Hint make at least two pop culture references per stanza.)

It is far too long for this site (though not as long as Song of Myself. I tried people I tried) so follow the link above and thanks for reading!

2007-12-17 19:51:54 · 1 answers · asked by windowtreatmentofdeath 4

2007-12-17 18:37:30 · 2 answers · asked by Anonymous

It's worth the read.
http://hobbes.ncsa.uiuc.edu/desiderata.html

2007-12-17 17:31:57 · 5 answers · asked by ♫ Bubastes, Cat Goddess♥ 7

Or whatever else you want to do with it. I don't care, really.

Acheron

The river slows and stagnates.
Days pass as months, not hours.
My heart beats calm and sedate,
As this sweet water sours.
Fickle time was never kind to me;
Never enough and now too much...
I believed I knew what was lonely,
Yet now I learn I knew not such.
Years will pass before the tide turns,
Carrying me back to your arms.
Time cares not about my concerns;
It worries not who it harms...
This emptiness is only filled by you,
Yet how long and much will do?

2007-12-17 17:01:43 · 5 answers · asked by Anonymous

When I was finished I realized the poem had 6: 4 line stanzas, made up of six syllables each. Wondering if there is a name for this style I may have subliminally used. I have been reading a bit of W.H. Auden

Here is the poem I wrote if anyone cares to read and or comment.
It's called Tracks ~

I wish to bear my soul
In some gratuitous way
Like grafiti on roll
Over a country road

The inner city angst
I've tried hard to escape
Before me now displayed
And I just have to wait

When impulse to be heard
Is all that it would take
But I find all my words
Unbearable to break

With ink as well as paint
On paper or the sides
Of box-cars passing by
It matters not the length

Though try to circumvent
I'll find out soon enough
That patience will prevail
Before my final thoughts

So speak of wanton days
As loud as eyes can see
My time will come alas
And I wil cross these tracks!

2007-12-17 16:53:51 · 2 answers · asked by Anonymous

I believe


I believe in right and wrong
No, it is not a joke
With paths you choose , It is all up to you
That takes you where you need to go

I believe in trust
And that faith is involved
They can let you down
Though you just need to remain strong

I believe in wisdom
That you always lend an ear
Listen to what people say
And that you may learn along the way

I believe in miracles
That god looks down on us
He see our troubles and our needs
And help us out at the time he sees

I believe in wonders
Though you say there not real
They are things that are made up
And tell me what amazes me

I believe in honor
That you must show respect
To elderly and modest
And that is the way to step

I believe in artist
That have creative minds so
People need to create ant sometimes
To help this boring life move along

I believe in me
Which is honest and true
The reason why I expect myself
To do the things I love to

Please tell what you think

2007-12-17 16:41:13 · 2 answers · asked by Courtbrat 2

A Few Trillion Diamonds


Enter into my glory, saith the Lord
Sometimes the day is so beautiful
Someone could die
The sunlight reflects off the water
Like a few trillion diamonds
The sparkling sea of glass

The earth is mine, saith the Lord
As blue sky and white clouds
Stretch out as far as the eye can see
Some of those clouds
Must be from heaven

My soul longs to be a part of that creation
That God willed, planned from the first
How beautiful the songs of the earth
When creature and creation
Sing the praises of the Lord

My heart beats in sadness
Longing to put off corruption
And longing to sing with the sons of God
Surely the Lord call us
I pray that we listen

2007-12-17 16:33:03 · 2 answers · asked by ignoramus_the_great 7

"Despair"

"The cry went out
Reply was clear
Help was needed
No one was there
Alone and suffering
Confusion everywhere
Direction turning
Internal despair.

Disappointment seeded
Falling to tears
Distance growing
No one to see
Need and wanting
Stay where they be
Direction turning
Internal misery.

Silent conversations
Voices everywhere
Hurt emerging
No one to hear
Doubt and questions
Senseless care
Direction turning
Internal despair."

Warning – this is a copy write piece.

2007-12-17 16:11:20 · 12 answers · asked by Sam 4

lets leave life for a while
we can swim for miles
lets dream to mars
and just dream our lifes away
"look at earth from mars"
it feels great to be this far
pain is not here
lifes are not in jars
oh how i'd do anything to stay this far

2007-12-17 15:44:56 · 1 answers · asked by 420 1

Soo...does anyone know where i can find a poem that i can give to my friends along with little gifts for Christmas?
Saying things like...
Tape so we can stick together through everything (and give a roll of tape)
Bra to remember I am always here to support you (give a bra or Victoria secret gift card)

And just a few more things like that???
Have any idea?????
Thanks!

2007-12-17 15:28:50 · 1 answers · asked by tcheerchic07 1

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lz0VGkD3LHo&feature=related


copy this and paste plzzz what would you think if i like emailed this to you, is it like would it make u feel better

2007-12-17 14:15:45 · 1 answers · asked by Anonymous

2007-12-17 13:30:45 · 11 answers · asked by sammi a 2

on this yahoo site, even if it does not rhyme, scan or contain an original thought or feeling?
My stuff is, at least, amusing and you can sing it.

2007-12-17 13:20:34 · 9 answers · asked by Anonymous

Pregnant With The Savior
Written By Semper Fi Reborn

She must have been afraid,
Of what the others would say.
How many times,
Did Mary kneel and pray?
Who would believe,
The story she would unfurl?
She's pregnant by who,
The God of the World?
Stone her,
They would've cried!
Yet God placed Joseph,
By her side.
They stood in Faith,
On what Gabriel said.
Yet what went on,
Inside Mary's head?
Why me, why me,
Lord why pick me?
I am not worthy enough,
To do this for Thee!
Yet the Fruit of her womb,
Was The Holiest Lamb,
The Lion of Judah,
And Savior of man.
To have such and honor,
Must be both joyous and odd.
To be Blessed from On High,
To give Birth to Our God.

2007-12-17 12:17:57 · 4 answers · asked by Semp-listic! 7

Emerson argues that “Nature suffers nothing to remain in her kingdom which cannot help itself.” I'm having trouble figuring out how he uses nature to address self reliance in individual lives? I've read, looked up and researched but to no avail. can anyone assist?

2007-12-17 12:12:01 · 2 answers · asked by Anonymous

“Colder Still ”

There once was a time when I felt joy
When comfort and peace were mine
And serene was my dwelling place
Then torment came with It’s cold, cold heart
To steal the warmth and take my peace
Leaving only It’s bitter killing frost
He left his mark without regard to me
Murdering the innocence that was mine
And longs to be still….
Oh who can save me from this frozen place, my life
Trapped beneath this avalanche
Still unable to move
The harder I struggle to escape
The further down I sink
I see no foot-holds, no obvious way to rise above this
Though I desire a way out
I am completely surrounded by ice
One step in the wrong direction
And I fear everything will shatter under my feet
Taking away what little is left
And leaving me colder still….

Colder steal, you took me
Colder steel, you made me
Colder still, you left me….


@07791

2007-12-17 11:58:09 · 2 answers · asked by A*MUSE 3

Unseen Misery
There was this girl
Who had a great deal of pain
She been raped and beat
She had hurt and hatred running through her veins

She hid her misery
Oh so very well
No one knew
She had no one to tell(her life was like a jail)

She went through life
Having everyone fooled
School was unbearable
So she became home schooled

No one seen
The cries she cried
But if you looked deep within
You could see it in her eyes

She needed someone
A friend
Someone there
A helping hand

She cut herself
Until she died
And now her friends live
With the guilt deep down inside

If only someone saw
her soul was blistery
If only some one knew about
her unseen misery
© Copyright 2007 Shellena Peters All Rights Reserved

Missin You!

Last night I was crying out for you
I was wishing you would come
And help me with this endless nightmare
But you cant
Your stuck up there
I have to wipe my own tears
I have to accept the fact
That your not here
And I realized I gotta let you go
And that you not coming back
But it seems that I cant stop the tears
From flowing down my face
I guessi have to take it step by step
If that’s what it takes
So from now on
I’ll stop thinking of you
It’s a day by day process
And I gotta stop feeling blue
I hope you hear me
When I’m trying to talk to you
Oh guess what
My little sister can tie her shoe
I hope your having fun
Oh and tell Jordy I miss her
I got a new pup
And I named it Sir
We thought of buying a dog
And naming it that
We wanted to able to say
Sir!
Sir!
Come here Sir!
We thought it was funny
Well at least at that time
Ever since you guys left
My world doesn’t shine
That’s all
That’s all I gotta say
Well at least
That’s all for today!

2007-12-17 11:50:46 · 2 answers · asked by hotmamas47 1

Between The Seconds

There are lifetimes to be lived, between minute spans of time.
Not so very frugal, we often spend them like dimes.
We crash about, and gnash about, in some tornadic blow,
and as we may SEEM to be moving fast, we're often progressing slow.
Perhaps to "pace" our time might work, as we usually hope life's strong;
Yet rarely do we hold to us "between the seconds", long.

Steven Wolf

2007-12-17 11:40:43 · 2 answers · asked by DIY Doc 7

I am thinking of giving this to my gf along with a promise ring. I do not do this often so please, give me your suggestions....thanks.

I give this ring
to my angel from above
I give this ring
as a symbol of my love
this ring comes with promises
to which I commit
i know you are my soul mate
to this I admit.
The first of these promises
that i write down
Is to always make you smile,
should i ever see you frown
to keep you warm ,
on the coldest of nights
to never turn my back
if things are'nt going right
To always be there,
through the good times and bad
To never ever hurt you,
or make you feel sad
But the most important promise
is my promise of love
and always make you feel like
You have found the man you've been dreaming of.

2007-12-17 11:32:51 · 1 answers · asked by badassbosoxfan 1

And tell me what you think of them okay!=]

http://www.poemhunter.com/serena-peters/

2007-12-17 11:31:21 · 1 answers · asked by hotmamas47 1

hey
i have several poems that i want published so no one can wrip off my work any one know any online publishers?

2007-12-17 11:27:31 · 3 answers · asked by gretch 2

How are these two poets different from each other? How can you find that in their writings? Any precise information will be good.

2007-12-17 11:06:09 · 2 answers · asked by Lee 1

Carp Odium

Ignorant, Arrogant,
Indifferent scum, the lot
Of you. That’s my position:
Mud; and you’re stick in it.

2007-12-17 11:05:26 · 3 answers · asked by Master Anarchy 2

old man
sits alone.

a babe in the woods,
dead duck
easy prey.

offer a soft touch
i do.

take the old man home.

is this your last christmas?
he nods,unknowingly.

shot of bourbon..
i give.
gratefulness given
with lost eyes

good night
old man...
sleep away.

don't forget to remember
each and every one of us,
can be this
old man
on christmas day.

sleep away a good time.

D.

2007-12-17 10:54:49 · 5 answers · asked by dorian 3

I have to do a project on an poem by an american poet. I do not yet know what poet to have my project on. I am asking for a reccomendation on an american poet. I prefer a relatively famous author but avoid cliches.

2007-12-17 10:48:16 · 2 answers · asked by boricua82991 3

cold comfort

You sat and you watched
As I nearly destroyed myself
Never had I felt so betrayed
That you would sacrifice my life
For no more than your comfort
And now you mean nothing to me
You are a coward, the antithesis of a friend
Take action before there is
No one left to defend
For I would have stood by you
Right through the gates of hell

2007-12-17 10:42:45 · 12 answers · asked by The Dark Prince 3

It's written by Emily Dickinson, who is my friend's favorite poet. we were reading it the other day and have completely different opinions of what it means/. now i'm curious to see what other people think it means.

I had no time to hate, because
The grave would hinder me,
And life was not so ample I
Could finish enmity.

Nor had I time to love; but since
Some industry must be,
The little toil of love, I thought,
Was large enough for me.

2007-12-17 07:33:10 · 5 answers · asked by Tina 5

The two bodies entwine
each with it's own shine.
mixing and meshing to create
that intricate design of their mate.

writhing to a unique beat,
gyrating bodies attempt to meet,
making eachother grow
with their rythmic flow

then with an impatient blast
they become a single mass
which will last only a moment
before it falls dorment.

to everywhere it flies
before it recedes and dies
and in its thoes of death
blows life's beautiful breath.

2007-12-17 07:08:23 · 2 answers · asked by Anonymous

Just lofting, expressive. No relation to anything depressive.

"I often feel weary engaged in THE WAR,
though it's so much a battle within.

My spirit is so often Over The Top
while the flesh may be fragile and thin.

"What cause?" I wonder often,
"To go on with life this way?"

The answer is Universal,
"To give thanks for ONE more day."


I'm always looking for at least one more chance to "Get IT right"

Tomorrow is "TUnESDAY, by the way.

2007-12-17 06:42:20 · 4 answers · asked by DIY Doc 7