Poetry

How many of you feel that the poems being posted here are from those knowledgeable in the art and craft of poetry?

Are the poetry posters that are currently posting here now, looking for real critiques and comments or are they just looking for ES’ers?

Do you feel that poets residing on this site, will be able to guide, assist and direct the unknowing into the knowing of the beautiful art and craft of written literature?
If so do you feel that they will be honored and respected for their guidance and knowledge?

2007-11-24 18:32:50 · 5 answers · asked by Sam 4

Please explain why?
What can we do to bring it back?

2007-11-24 18:19:38 · 7 answers · asked by Curiosity Rules! 2

Hi,Im just wondering if any of you could help me find poems that have Euphemism in it and could you also tell me which parts of the poem is a Euphemism.Thanks.

2007-11-24 17:39:01 · 4 answers · asked by aaron00602004 1

The darkness of the night, it holds us in its arms;
As i look down into your eyes they are your fatal charms.
A bit of pain, a moan and then, my love i give to you;
When i touch i need not ask its like i always knew.
The sweet taste of your lips, the sweat upon your brow;
The movement of your supple hips, Two have become one now.
I never want this moment to end so clutch you oh so near;
I start to shake my vision blurs and i whisper in your ear.
My words sound strange, things i have never said, i wont ever take them back;
I mean everything i say that why you hug me back.
True love is a thing that most will never know;
The promise of the heart that you will never be alone.

2007-11-24 16:43:11 · 5 answers · asked by Anonymous

I have a deadline in one week, but I'm not working on my birthday so it's in less than a week! I need winter or Christmas poem ideas! If you have any PLEASE TELL, because now I'm desperate! I'm not saying none of you can write, I just need help! Thank you soo much if you can help! And I hope everyone else can have a good week! Thank you for your time!

2007-11-24 15:52:21 · 2 answers · asked by Anonymous

in words,that both feelings,and words can not say? just to say,
in words or emotion,, just in words ?

2007-11-24 14:05:33 · 3 answers · asked by dorian 3

"worldling about...staying somewhere...all alone..in a place and time i can call heaven..
away from everyone else. Where all my cares don't have to matter again.
When all i sense are...dew drops glistening on grass and petals of colorful wild flowers...an endless expanse of sun kissed misty green meadows...a symphony of sweet melodic chirping birds..
gentle rustling of tree branches and leaves...cool breeze...sparkling water rippling freely...bright blue skies...and silver linings...slowly turning to a picturesque painted hues of pinks,oranges and purples....slowly .. peacefully transforming into dancing silhouettes and shadows cast against grey...a cold rush of wind touching my face from time to time...as i stare in awe...unflinched..mesmerized by the beauty stretched boundless before my dreamy eyes ...of star clad black skies...millions and millions of shimmering lights...twinkling little bright light bulbs...sparse translucent cloud hovers over a fantastic moon...the biggest one I have ever seen...illuminating glorious light for the darkest of night...i reach out and i can almost touch it....i smile to myself contently...my eyes are getting heavier...i hear...
softly chirping crickets...lulling my weary soul to a peaceful sleep.."

2007-11-24 12:12:24 · 12 answers · asked by Anonymous

I need a saying that has something about the holidays and the troops in iraq. Something catchy.. but i'm having a writers block today for some reason! HELP??

2007-11-24 09:38:08 · 3 answers · asked by Anonymous

if we touch tonight
will feelings fade
into return,
but again.

we speak
in unspoken way
brushed with aroma
a scent unfading.

i walk this way
on a path,,,,
unseen.

wondering once again
will this foolish feeling fade,,,
into darkness?

just leave me be? please.

D.

2007-11-24 09:36:18 · 8 answers · asked by dorian 3

(Odysseus contemplating his fate while swimming in the sea)

Lonely man, a beast whose brain removes his soul
from brotherhood with all the earth that is
his home and truest sanctuary here.
We hate our death and blind ourselves
to immortality, of which
we always are a part. Our surest
contribution is our love and when we love,
we need so little for ourselves.
Our weakness is vain hope for some
illusory grandeur that has no root
beyond our fearful, overweening
imaginations. Change insures
that everything is forever;
in part, as part.

http//:www.odysseusepicmythhero.com

2007-11-24 02:24:54 · 1 answers · asked by Anonymous

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2007-11-24 02:14:56 · 9 answers · asked by Anonymous

please tell me what ya think? whether or not it makes any sense to you... whether u can relate to it?
to me its about that hidden burden all of us bear behind our facade. I was actually hoping i could get your interpretations
of bits that maybe mean something to you...

Abyss

The blistering sun shines endlessly on
Stretched out as far as my tired eyes can see
The wind blows swift, the willows yawn
As silence echoes through the chasm deep

I see reality through a haze
My thoughts are painted black
The carefree world outside’s at peace
I can’t go forward, nor turn back***

Opaque and battered the walls enclose
The familiarity intact
Sealing off Life’s precious offerings
Yet Hope seeps through the cracks

Whispers and voices resonate through my prison
Pierce through with searing pain
Showers of blessing turned dust, blur my vision
The cold truth falling on me like rain

2007-11-23 21:30:10 · 5 answers · asked by Anonymous

2007-11-23 19:17:10 · 2 answers · asked by Anonymous

Please rate my poem 1-10 and constructive criticism would be nice. :]

Love the game I've won.
With your perfect hair,
And beautiful eyes,
Me and you, lets compromise,

Lets flip a coin and fight our fate,
Shh, not another word lets not debate,
Heads im yours and tails your mine,
Lets just sit back and watch the time,

No words needed, we're thinking the same,
This love of ours is just a game,
And we're the winners,
What's the prize?
That perfect hair and those beautiful eyes
-Marissa Lucas

2007-11-23 13:05:35 · 9 answers · asked by Anonymous

walking fast,flinching twice,scared am i to carry this knife.dark is this ally,no one to hear if i scream.no presence here.why did i do it? that feeling of revenge.me stabbing her,she screaming my name.i should run back,help her if i can.long legs stretching ,fast i run,back to the place i made that plunge.there my friend lay,who took my man,i pick her up,i felt her hand.still warm was it,yet blood was covereing it.the wound was cleaned,i rapped it up with my sleeves.i put her down on that snow covered ground.that ringing door i heard when i ran from my friend.then i saw him,he witnessed it,the man i love,yet we had split.he took me up,then we kissed.he told me thrice,they had not been together.instead he broke up with me to shield me of the sin he had.he was to die a leper now.me surprise how could i? i to stab the one i loved,then to hear that they hadnt loved.my mistake,my heart break.i promise to be with him,never to leave.then he ran,he couldnt decieve.revenge ruined me.

2007-11-23 12:01:07 · 19 answers · asked by freakytoad53 3

make it funny, no nasty perverted stuff. too heavy or deep,

2007-11-23 11:51:36 · 20 answers · asked by Anonymous

This is about hobos. My mom said it was very cliche and disconnected. I'm 14. What do YOU think? Please be honest. Harsh, even. TELL ALL. Also, what should I call it? Pennies on the track? Gum on a sidewalk? Thanks for your time.

Here it is:
You sit on the sidewalk, reflecting in your isolation
People toss pennies on the tracks
They flatten out, and small children are amused
Oh how you wish that they were yours.
Not a glance comes your way as your heart begins to ache
Excruciating pain, and nobody can see
You grip your chest with weathered hands
But still it does not ease
And people pass and laugh and joke
But you are left unnoticed
Like a discolored peice of gum on that sidewalk
People walk over you
And They simply think you're gross
The cardboard signs, the rotten meals
But still you have your tears
And you are human just like them
But all they see is grime
All they see is broken bones and hopelessness and stubble
Eye contact is something unspoken of

2007-11-23 11:50:50 · 9 answers · asked by <TRAVELER> 2

please be truthful. i can take the worst of comments.

she's the sadness in the shadows,
she's the sorrow in the rain;

she's the whisper in the wind,
through the worst of all the pain.

you'll never hear her laugh,
you'll never see her smile;

but sit within her presence,
she might just stay awhile.

after everything she's done for you,
after everything she's lost,
she still found time to help you,
no matter what the cost.

do not let this fool you,
she can and will not care.
she's only out to kill you,
she thinks it's only fair.

2007-11-23 07:51:09 · 6 answers · asked by konamiko250 2

You're telling lies
You're twisting fate
When I try to get away you stop me
Spinning a web
Of things that you've said
And I'm trapped inside you're words
Freaking me out
Crying out loud
Wishing someone true could here me
Trying to pull through
Forget about you
But you're face won't leave my mind
Time won't dim this pain
Tears pour down like rain
Dispite the things you did
The secrets that you hid
I miss you

2007-11-23 07:27:48 · 7 answers · asked by Sarah Isn't Saving The World 3

my essence is of topaz
glowing like a bright morning star
i drift into a new life
twinkling past skies as dark as tar
evanescent glare of light
i'm barefoot, climbing every stair
a journey to the beyond
God in heaven awaits me there.

2007-11-23 03:55:36 · 21 answers · asked by Blah 6

I'm quite familiar with Browning's beautiful "Sonnet 43", but I have a schoolwork question that's stumping me:

What does the definition of her love in Sonnet 43 suggest about the character of the person to whom the poet is speaking?

My only guess was that perhaps since emphasis is put on how and how much the poet adores their lover, the person being addressed in the poem had been in need of reassurance of this love (if that makes any sense).

I'd really appreciate anyone else's insights on this.

The poem: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sonnets_from_the_Portuguese

2007-11-23 01:50:35 · 3 answers · asked by Bijou 2

2007-11-23 01:46:08 · 8 answers · asked by ari-pup 7

I'm a freshman in highschool and my language teachers is making us write 4 poems for a project. One poem must be a Lyric Poem, Figuritive Language Poem, Imagery Poem, And a Narritive Poem. I have no idea what to write about or what each really means and I don't know how many stanza's to put or anything like that! Can someone explain what these are to me!? PLEASE! =D

2007-11-23 01:34:53 · 3 answers · asked by Anonymous

Both Donne’s and Milton’s sonnets concern a male speaker’s dream of a beloved woman. Compare and contrast the two. Focus on two of the following: idealization of the feminine, the representation of the woman as subject or object, and the contrast between ideal and actual states.

2007-11-22 23:00:18 · 2 answers · asked by K K 2

How pleased I am to hear your beau is rich
And stallion-hung and tireless in bed
And confident--and everything you've said
Because I love you, blind and stupid ******.

You've always shared your misery with me
And now you share your narcissistic joy;
You've found at last your shining golden boy.
The prize you wanted won, the world must see!

Ignore again the wetness of my eyes
Go on about your happy, happy fate
And speak again of his impressive size
Unwitting stay of what's between my thighs
And yes, I see that is it getting late
And yes, I weary grow of telling lies.

2007-11-22 19:27:34 · 7 answers · asked by skumpfsklub 6

"You Haunt Me"


Behind those hands you touched me with, a guilty conscience lied. No matter how much you covered it up those feelings you were unable to hide.
Under those covers you broke me down, I grew Dependant on you I bet you felt proud.

You found someone with no voice of there own, someone so innocent, I was eight years old.
For years you made me think that I could trust what I was being told, you said you would never hurt me. I thought you had a heart of gold.

When I was wise enough, to see the lies you fed to me. I let everyone know the pain you had caused me.
You took all I had, and that just wasn't enough. You couldn't even admit to it, why couldn't you just fess up?

You tore me apart once more, you left no tracks behind.
Everyone was fooled by your deception, but only I was hurt by your lies.

I prayed that one day everyone would see through your trickery, the evidence against you was undeniable you see.
My day of justice never came, before you passed away did you ever feel ashamed?

I just wanted an apology, but that was to much it seems.
It wasn't enough you took my life away, now you haunt me in my dreams.

2007-11-22 18:53:05 · 5 answers · asked by Jane 2

.life is but a long song,
and the tune ends to soon , for us all,,
sourse ,,,ian anderson.
D.

2007-11-22 13:16:51 · 3 answers · asked by dorian 3

i cant make anything rhyme and make sense.

2007-11-22 13:07:53 · 3 answers · asked by Anonymous

no title really....but revised, thank you Chie for the wonderful advice.


Sitting alone with death

Who came a-knocking at my door

Just a bit ago

To bring me a package that enclosed something I had lost

Long, long ago


You see, that red ribbon flew out of my hands

And time became irrelevant once again

Because this is not the first

And last time

Death has visited me to bring me that ribbon

That might have put things,

In…out of place


Death’s yielding fingers tie the ribbon around my neck

then gallantly exits

Ready….set…go…


I untie the ribbon and with a snap of the wrist

Its gone…

I gladly watch the ribbon stream through the sky

So I may feel deaths brief touch once again

2007-11-22 11:59:30 · 2 answers · asked by te 2

if the fire
burns into midnight
will love still remain?
wake in the morning..
will we love into another
day ?
can we trust each other
to love into midnight
just once again ?
D.

2007-11-22 10:45:36 · 5 answers · asked by dorian 3