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for the peom:
"anyone lived in a pretty town"
by E. E. Cummings.

If you want me to type it out, I will
if no one has ever heard or read this poem.
ahahaaha.

But, I am relly lost in this whole explication process so I need help please.
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2007-12-10 15:07:09 · 3 answers · asked by .... 2

What would your advice be to a new poetry poster who is just now venturing onto this path of written creativity?

Please, no bashers!

I suggest books to add to their library. What do you suggest?
Please be nice and polite.

Thank you,
Sam

2007-12-10 14:45:36 · 8 answers · asked by Sam 4

can u critique my poem as harshly (constructive) as u want. don't sympathize. thank you.. its an 11th grade work. so tell me if i need to up the grade

"Pity"

The closed eyes of strangers, always biding to portray what they perceive
Left to be deceived with their blissful minds
As if not hopeless, not blind
And on the eve of mischief’s disbelief,
“Ignorance is bliss” a quote I always find
yet thief of grief
my spiteful smile
left others stare as if spewed rotten bile.
A despaired world left to be compiled.
Not repaired, just persist hostile

2007-12-10 14:27:17 · 10 answers · asked by Sad Monkey 3

This was the first poem I ever wrote.

I am not yet a woman
I am no a girl
I am not a teenager
So what am I?
I am independent
I am loyal
I am intelligent
I am shy
I plan on finishing collage
I am helpful
I do the best I can do
I choose what I do and when I do it
A good listener
I am able to be how I am inside
So who am I?
Am I a person in the crowd?
Or do I stand out
Who do you think I am?
Am I a she or a he?
Do I differ from you?
Am I the same?
I am the person inside
Is that how I am
Or am I living someone else life
What do you think?
Do think I am a brat
A know it all
Cheater on a test
Not responsible
Talks too much and does not listen
Does poorly all the time
If you think that then listen to me closely

2007-12-10 14:09:31 · 6 answers · asked by moonstonefrogs 2

I watched thee when the foe was at our side
Ready to strike at him, or thee and me
Were safety hopeless rather than divide
Aught with one loved, save love and liberty.

I watched thee in the breakers when the rock
Received our prow and all was storm and fear
And bade thee cling to me through every shock
This arm would be thy bark or breast thy bier.

I watched thee when the fever glazed thine eyes
Yielding my couch, and stretched me on the ground
When overworn with watching, ne'er to rise
From thence, if thou an early grave hadst found.

The Earthquake came and rocked the quivering wall
And men and Nature reeled as if with wine
Whom did I seek around the tottering Hall
For thee, whose safety first provide for thine.

And when convulsive throes denied my breath
The faintest utterance to my fading thought
To thee, to thee, even in the grasp of death
My spirit turned. Ah! oftener than it ought.

Thus much and more, and yet thou lov'st me not,
And never wilt, Love dwells not in our will
Nor can I blame thee, though it be my lot
To strongly, wrongly, vainly, love thee still.

2007-12-10 13:27:48 · 2 answers · asked by Roco 4

gazed up at your window
cold feet and ragged
would just like,
to see you,
just once again.
just hopes in a dream.
just hopes.

i say hi,
from where i am.
cold feet,an ragged...
hi.
D.

2007-12-10 13:09:11 · 4 answers · asked by dorian 3

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Sweet blooded female with the words
Loner stamped across her bed
Running through the thoughts in my head
Tell me what to bear
It’s the only type of love
Blood relative but eye's of comfort
Doesn’t seem demeanor
In the blackest of chilling light
Like the bones the rot to the skin
Break my shingles
Erase my thoughts
Get in between my legs
That’s where I'm lost.

Is it good or bad? Stupid, teeny boopish? Be brutally honest

2007-12-10 12:48:12 · 4 answers · asked by Anonymous

I never gave a lock of hair away
To a man, Dearest, except this to thee,
Which now upon my fingers thoughtfully,
I ring out to the full brown length and say
' Take it.' My day of youth went yesterday;
My hair no longer bounds to my foot's glee,
Nor plant I it from rose or myrtle-tree,
As girls do, any more: it only may
Now shade on two pale cheeks the mark of tears,
Taught drooping from the head that hangs aside
Through sorrow's trick. I thought the funeral-shears
Would take this first, but Love is justified,--
Take it thou,--finding pure, from all those years,
The kiss my mother left here when she died.

It's by Elizabeth Barrett Browning, thanks!

2007-12-10 12:42:29 · 1 answers · asked by Anonymous

Sweet blooded female with the words
Loner stamped across her bed
Running through the thoughts in my head
Tell me what to bear
It’s the only type of love
Blood relative but eye's of comfort
Doesn’t seem demeanor
In the blackest of chilling light
Like the bones the rot to the skin
Break my shingles
Erase my thoughts
Get in between my legs
That’s where I'm lost.

2007-12-10 12:27:07 · 4 answers · asked by Anonymous

2007-12-10 12:16:02 · 4 answers · asked by irina j 1

what is the template.


i know it goes some thing like


I once was
I ...........
...........
.......
but i want to change

I will be ........
...........
......
but i want to change......


ect.

please help

2007-12-10 12:15:42 · 1 answers · asked by Hippo<3Looopppeerrr 1

ok please dont judge me but i need some one to write a short poem for me. i have 3 papers to write and i dont have time to come up with a good poem..so please, pretty please dont ask questions or think am a lazy mofo trying to have people do work for him, im so busy i had to write this Q during my self rewarding 5 minute break.. so please if ur any good with poems help me by writing me a poem on education(what it means to you) ... i love you for writing this poem for me...(no homo)..

2007-12-10 12:02:48 · 5 answers · asked by Anonymous

You think you have it all
Then life f**** it up
Now what do you do
You have nothing now

You worked for that moment
And it slipped right through your fingers
How can you stand on top?
When you hit rock bottom

Could you just stand there
And let it walk away
Or would you chase after it
Giv’in the chance

Would ya
Could ya
Should ya

What do I do now?
I don’t see the light anymore
Can you give me the strength
To continue on

Don’t let me fall
Hold me tight, please
I don’t think I can survive
Another fight

You’re my light
Let me shine through this darkness
All I need is you
You became my knight in shining armor
You’ll never leave me, right?

We made it through the years
You’ve always been there
I need you more than ever
No, don’t say goodbye

It started with 2 stanzas then I add on. Any one have alternate after the first 2 stanzas I am open to suggestions. I am just brainstroming

2007-12-10 12:00:35 · 4 answers · asked by moonstonefrogs 2

I write poems when im stressed out in the head, and while it delivers a moments rest, a couple of days later i'll read what i wrote im like what the f u c k? i have no idea what i was saying. But right after my pen spilled out all my thoughts i feel this great relief, and even an aha moment at times. anyone ever done this?

2007-12-10 12:00:10 · 3 answers · asked by Anonymous

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Fading
I feel your presence levitating,
watching my every move.
Your hands outstretched, I'm suffocating,
dying by the arms of you.
fading way, such sweet sorrow,
unheard of in a world of art.
bridle and weak, breaking from meek,
dying out is my heart.
vision fading, pigments spread so far apart,
I'm drowning in destruction, lost from civilization, Lost of art.
I'm falling into an abyss of blank,
lower and lower though the hole,
burnt and worked, sucked of earth,
fading from the world in whole.
What do you think. It's preety flawed I think. Any suggestions on how to make it better???

2007-12-10 11:50:01 · 3 answers · asked by SilverFantasy 1

This is the first thing ive ever really written what corrections would you make that would help my writng? And do you think it's any good? be brutally honest !

I was born with oceans for eyes
and much like a wave it comes
love flowing trapped until it breaks and flows into hate
stirred only by them my precious pearls
it cannot run nor can it hide it has no direction all it can do is flow back into itself
and that's what it does and there it remains an endless vast of blues to teeter on
there's not a big enough life raft to save it
so the waves continue to pound and produce waterfalls over the lips letting you taste the salt of life
there will be no end to this,it will never drain nor can it ever evaporate all you can do is float,ride the waves and keep faith that you won't drown

2007-12-10 11:28:19 · 7 answers · asked by Aubrey 1

Everytime I see you, and I look into your eyes,
Its hard to walk away, with out the tears and sighs.
Everytime I think of you, your running through my mind,
All the smiles and all the laughs have vanished&are left behind.
The times that were amazing still fill my eyes with tears,
The times that were distinguished still face me in the mirror.
All the problems and the tears that rolled down my cheek,
Every jealous remark you made when I tried to speak.
The time we did your room and painted all the walls,
The time we spent up all night and argued all those calls.
The night I went out with a friend & u waited for me at the door,
All the names you called me especially a whore.
And I still loved you, no matter the words that were said,
Inside I felt like you didn't care even if I was dead.
I still remember all those late and long nights,
And all the stupid arguments and fights.
Every hockey game, and only one goal all season,
And when you ****** with my best friend and gave me no reason.

2007-12-10 11:24:37 · 8 answers · asked by Anonymous

poet, writer

2007-12-10 11:21:40 · 5 answers · asked by drbill 2

At my college, we're going to celebrate 2000 years from Ovid's exile and we thought about including poetry dedicated to him... The professor came up with a few poems dedicated to Ovid by poets from our country (Romania), but including some international poetry would definitely be great...

So I just found out that there's a poem written by Pushkin and named "To Ovid". Does anyone know a website where I could read the poem in an English translation? Or other poems about Ovid.... I searched but found nothing! :(

And does anyone know of any plans to celebrate Ovid in 2008?

2007-12-10 11:14:25 · 2 answers · asked by Little Miss Latin Helper 3

2007-12-10 10:54:58 · 4 answers · asked by art_flood 4

What is the tone(s), who is the speaker, and what is the literal meaning?


Piano

SOFTLY, in the dusk, a woman is singing to me;
Taking me back down the vista of years, till I see
A child sitting under the piano, in the boom of the tingling strings
And pressing the small, poised feet of a mother who smiles as she sings.

In spite of myself, the insidious mastery of song
Betrays me back, till the heart of me weeps to belong
To the old Sunday evenings at home, with winter outside
And hymns in the cosy parlour, the tinkling piano our guide.

So now it is vain for the singer to burst into clamour
With the great black piano appassionato. The glamour
Of childish days is upon me, my manhood is cast
Down in the flood of remembrance, I weep like a child for the past.

2007-12-10 10:39:03 · 2 answers · asked by poo_pee_666 1

*****

What’s on the horizon, watercraft, wind ships
And the pale men with barking sticks, a’glowing
This vision, not of our fathers, a new future
Of unnatural wants and godless desires

Colored rocks
Shimmering stones
The gold...THE GOLD!

In the name of the Queen and the King of Spain
Before Dutch merchants organize commerce
By God, I claim this land in the name of greed
And the succession of measures and counting

Ledger books
Columns of dividends
The code…THE CODE!

Legacy of shadowless bounded minions
And the parchment proves what has been written down
For mine and my own who will follow the steps
Keep growing the mass by rolling it over

High society
Ropeline deciders
The glow…THE GLOW!

*****

2007-12-10 10:20:30 · 7 answers · asked by Anonymous

Did you see Elys's masterpeice?
This is a fixer upper of mine from last Summer.

*****
The steps taken

I take the first step
In the direction of good
…for a defenseless child
…absent, humanity

I take the second step
In the direction of guard
…for a fatherless family
…absent, accountability

I take the third step
In the direction of the flag
…for the fallen many
…absent, solidarity

I take the fourth step
In the direction of faith
…for a divine prophecy
…absent, humility

I take the fifth step
In the direction of reason
…for the question’s want
…absent, curiosity

I take the sixth step
In the direction of charity
…for all without hope
…absent, prosperity

*****

2007-12-10 09:51:36 · 6 answers · asked by Anonymous

What is your question, what do you know?
Why is it grey, where ever you go?
What do you need, what are your wants?
What are the things, your soul will haunt?

2007-12-10 09:04:43 · 15 answers · asked by Shattered 2

I have been tryin to do these journals for my ap english class and i need to say whether these poems we had to read by Robert Frost are romanticism or realism but the problem is i can see elements of both genres in these poems so if anyone could just tell me what genre these poems belong in i would most appreciate it.
the poems are:
Out, Out
Stopping by the Woods
Birches
Mending Wall
Nothing Gold Can Stay

2007-12-10 08:56:54 · 5 answers · asked by Anonymous

what type of rhyme scheme does this poem use?:


TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

2007-12-10 08:55:22 · 1 answers · asked by xxvanessa 2

War, American poet, and It has to be a Sonnet.

2007-12-10 07:12:28 · 4 answers · asked by Babymama 1

Can you please leave me a list of some good songs and some good poems? Also songs that you have written (the lyrics) and poems youve written?

2007-12-10 06:39:17 · 1 answers · asked by ashley (: 2

Read each of the following paragraphs. On the lines provided, indicate whether the passage is most appropriate for a first-grader, a twelfth-grader, or a person who has a specialized knowledge of the topic and explain your answer.
1. The reign of Charlemagne was marked by a brilliant court and by a unified empire that was renowned for the richness of its intellectual, political, and cultural institutions.
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2. The cheetah is a big cat. It can run very fast. It is the fastest land animal in the world. The cheetah lives in parts of Africa.
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3. Coelomates are animals that possess a coelom, or body cavity. These animals show an anatomical structure that is far more complex than that of noncoelomates.
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4. One of the most critical things to consider when you take a photograph is the perspective, or the point of view from which the picture is taken.
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2007-12-10 06:28:27 · 2 answers · asked by Anonymous

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