Poetry

please explain why or why not.


15 June 1799


We dance around the fire strumming wildly our mandolins.
We pray those who have offended
Greatly burn
In Hell for all time
While we float
Up to heaven
On the palms of God.
Look, fire!
The candle burning
On the skin of the new bride
Who snacks from sacks of fish eyes
And walking backward she falls
Down the stairs to the cluttered basement.
David is so feckless.
He runs out of the house,
Stammering,
“Uh, my God, leave me alone!”
“Where are you?”
“What can I tell you?”
This mathematical equation
Forms in the clouds,
Riding in a great southern wind.
This equation is trigonometric,
He hasn’t the means to understand it

2007-09-13 16:51:00 · 4 answers · asked by Chara Pointshot 4

What immortal hand or eye dare frame thy fearful symmetry?


It is in his poem The Tyger.

2007-09-13 16:46:12 · 7 answers · asked by ari_? 3

Standing alone in the park no one around to help me. I'm separated in two. The summer life and the school life. I'm broken into many pieces laying across the floor. My summer filled with close drama. My school life filled with distant drama. I'm changing for the better, trying to hide my pieces inside me. I'm holding on tight with all my might. Crying inside saying these are the pieces of me.

2007-09-13 14:07:38 · 13 answers · asked by princess 2

Everyday we are faced with challenges. As simple as they may be. A challenge to get up early in the morning. Talk to friends you haven't seen in a while. Meeting new people at school. Traveling to new places and visiting new cities. The one challenge we all face everyday of are lives is getting things done and figured out. We spend to much time wondering why. But we don't just go out and accept the task at hand.

2007-09-13 14:00:21 · 4 answers · asked by princess 2

so my teacher assigned us an assignment and we need to write a poem thats a metaphor and it needs to rhyme.(aabba) the theme is age. im not telling you to do my homework, but i have nothing right now. can anyone give me some ideas or a starter? thanks!

2007-09-13 11:10:07 · 3 answers · asked by Wonder Woman 2

Crashing!
Hitting!
Screaming!
Cursing!
That was last night
Yeah we had a big fight
She hit you Then you hit her
Then you hit me
It was us three
Last night
We had a big fight
She ran for the door
But you wanted to fight more
I tried to stop you
And you knew
That's why you turned around
And pushed me to the ground
Last night
Yeah we had a big fight
I screamed out side for help
And you cursed me out
But me and her we finally got out
Oh yeah last night
We had a good Fight

2007-09-13 11:03:47 · 3 answers · asked by fdffhhjyuj 1

It's called 'A SHORT HISTORY OF THE PRIMITIVE EARTH.'

It’s a little too long to post it in the allotted space Yahoo provides so I have provided a link to the poem posted in my Live Journal blog. It will take you about ten minutes to read it and only about a half a minute to decide to trash it or not.

http://unmired.livejournal.com/10957.html

If you are the type who enjoys letting your imagination run amok and relishes providing your own input then you will probably like reading this rather long narrative poem.

However, if you're the type who wants everything you read to be self-evident and simple I suggest you not bother even clicking on the link.

In either case, have fun.

2007-09-13 07:40:37 · 3 answers · asked by Doc Watson 7

Please help, I'm trying to find illustrations for my school project thing,

2007-09-13 06:14:14 · 3 answers · asked by lynxmcromance 4

2007-09-13 04:15:05 · 14 answers · asked by 　 4

I felt too bad today and I opened the web search for "suicide." I couldn't feel better still after the search, so I made these 4 lines to express my feelings.

untitled

I’m not a human being, I’m a garbage, I’m a rat,
I’m a monkey or what, I am nothing to a god,
No matter how much I shout, the stones just laugh;
Kill me if you want, I don't care, I am bad.

2007-09-13 03:56:17 · 7 answers · asked by ...sick_monkey... 2

Sonnet to the Scapegoat

O man of stature and integrity,
A beacon in the fog of government,
Our only hope for truth and sanity,
Which your superiors oft circumvent,

'Twas at your captain's pleasure that you served,
Although he sailed our ship into a storm.
You stated, answered questions, and observed
Your former colleagues racing to inform.

And that which stretched your soul* is not the cause
Of your departure, or at least you claim.
Although it must have made you think and pause,
And made your point of view not quite the same.

We all shall miss you, Tony Snow, indeed.
And wish you all the best to come. Godspeed.



* "In many cases, a bout with sickness stretches your soul, opens your eyes, and introduces you to a world of unimagined grandeur, possibility and joy." - Tony Snow, May 6, 2005

2007-09-13 03:43:15 · 6 answers · asked by Scotty Doesnt Know 7

Summer fades to fall
Blaze orange sauce and noodles
Beefaroni rules

2007-09-13 03:37:56 · 5 answers · asked by Bill 6

can u also recommend me a music piece that be be inserted into the video?

2007-09-13 03:08:05 · 7 answers · asked by Anonymous

We are best friends,
An inseparable pair
Two peas in a pod,
That's what we are.

But what happened now?
Everything seems lost
It's like you're someone else,
Someone I don't know.

Do you even remember me?
To you, I'm now gone.
A stranger, an outcast,
A nobody, is what you think of me.

I tried so hard
To bring back the times,
The times we had together,
But i guess you've changed.

I can't do anything
To change you back.
I have no rights,
Who am I anyway?

Forget me, I'll bear it.
Hate me, I'll accept it.
But I just want you to know
That "nobody" cares for you.


what do you think

2007-09-13 00:35:27 · 13 answers · asked by Anonymous

the horses - about the destruction of the world

Eugenesis -

and the poem 'im not yet born'...........and it goes on

2007-09-12 22:25:08 · 3 answers · asked by caz m 1

everything I do is useless,
every lung is full of smoke.
I am sad, it doesn't matter,
soon it's gonna be much better,
hope it's gonna be a joke.

guess it will be rain today,
head is heavy, slightly aches.
my life is hard, I hardly write,
I should be closing this web-site,
but I just can't - too much it takes.

2007-09-12 21:39:29 · 5 answers · asked by dimapoet 3

Title: The Beach

She cuts a lonely figure
Sitting on the beach,
Knees pulled up and
Arms tightly wound.

There is silence
Except for the waves
Even the traffic had died,
Up on Beach Road.

A seagull watches,
Then bows his head,
In a moment of respect
He cries no more.

As I near her
I see her footprints in the sand,
“Tiny feet!”, I think to myself
As I sit down beside her.

I do not know this girl
She does not know me,
But we sit here together
Staring forward in solidarity.

She has come for healing
For reflection,
Each of us with our own fears
Both wearing scars.

Seeking answers in the crashing waves
White waters rolling.
And as the night tiptoes across the water
We both begin to pray.

2007-09-12 20:34:42 · 12 answers · asked by *Lee*D* 4

sooo my english teacher asked us to make a "duplicate" poem like the one william carlos williams wrote ("this is just to say")..but we have to make up our own..however, it has to be similar meaning..do u guys get what i mean?!? sooo heres the original poem..http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/this-is-just-to-say/
and for my version..i dont really like the title..so its great if u guys can help me and revise some of my words and add more lines..just suggest!! tell me if its funny cos its supposed to be kinda funny at least..thanks..

A Camp Surprise

Take my apologies ahead of time,
I didn’t mean to do it
Just to let you know,
I have used the last roll of toilet paper
That was in the bathroom
And which you were probably saving for your overnight camp

Please forgive me,
It was two-ply
so soft
and so absorbent
plus, my stomach was upset
they kept me entertained,
and so I finished my origa

2007-09-12 17:15:46 · 5 answers · asked by eeZuhfreeZuh 1

You spoke my name
As if profane
To tear me down
And cause me pain.

I walked away
With head held high
My spirit secure
And my eyes dry.

I hold not the darkness
I cling to the light
I will make it thru
I will be alright..

2007-09-12 16:05:46 · 4 answers · asked by La Lulu 4

What’s a Dream

What’s a dream when:
You can’t fathom its beauties.

What’s a dream when:
You are unknown.

Chasing this celestial world:
For my dream.

Chasing this eternal world:
For my love.

2007-09-12 15:52:09 · 7 answers · asked by Evangelist 3

please explain why, i really want to try and understand poetry

"London"

I wander thro' each charter'd street,
Near where the charter'd Thames does flow.
And mark in every face I meet
Marks of weakness, marks of woe.

In every cry of every Man,
In every Infants cry of fear,
In every voice: in every ban,
The mind-forg'd manacles I hear

How the Chimney-sweepers cry
Every black'ning Church appalls,
And the hapless Soldiers sigh
Runs in blood down Palace walls

But most thro' midnight streets I hear
How the youthful Harlots curse
Blasts the new-born Infants tear

2007-09-12 15:50:46 · 6 answers · asked by stop global warming!!! 1

You'll have to read it from this site that i'll give. I appreciate any feedback that you can post on this answers site!

http://www.writing.com/main/view_item/item_id/1317768

2007-09-12 12:39:54 · 2 answers · asked by Happy. Finally. 3

i sit under a tree
and think what it means to be me

i stand on the shore
and wonder what it's for

i lay under the sky
and wonder where i'll die

I run and jump and strive
so I can say that I'm alive!

2007-09-12 10:56:23 · 10 answers · asked by Anonymous

Parting
by Emily Dickinson

MY LIFE closed twice before its close;
It yet remains to see
If Immortality unveil
A third event to me

So huge, so hopeless to conceive,
As these that twice befell.
Parting is all we know of heaven,
And all we need of hell.

in Detail please!

2007-09-12 09:10:33 · 3 answers · asked by Anonymous

Who gave you the right to say I'm beautiful?
Who gave you the right to care?
Who gave you the right to say I Love You,
When there are so much better out there.

I'm questioning this.
I'm questioning us.
It this true love,
Or just merely lust.

-M.E.J.

2007-09-12 06:08:02 · 8 answers · asked by Puzzled 1

I need to find a poem for my english class but I have looked and haven't been able to find a good poem that catches my attention must less interest, so i was wondering what you guys recommend? What's your favorite poem? If you know a site or just the same of some peoms that you find good and interesting would be great.

Thanks for any imput.

2007-09-12 05:43:09 · 8 answers · asked by dc49x3 2

I really don't see the big diffrence!!

2007-09-12 04:23:41 · 8 answers · asked by m 2

There are times you just have to laugh. I'm proofreading like mad, and I left an extra four lines in the first version. Thank you Scotty for pointing it out, and for the other helpful comments. If I'm going to call it a sonnet it should have 14 lines.

This is my second sonnet so any suggestions or comments are welcome. Thank you.

When We’re Together

We live with these complex redundancies,
What we touch we hurry to touch again.
We overlook these inconsistencies,
What we feel we struggle to still contain.
For in these moments something new remains,
The sky still shatters, stars fall raining down,
Rivulets mark the night with sweet refrains,
We melt into each other start to drown.
Yet do I truly end and you begin?
Each nudge ignites the tinder, smoke does wreathe.
It seems as though we’re trapped within this skin
For if I pull away will I still breathe.
To separate brings such a heavy toll
When we are torn apart so less than whole.

2007-09-12 04:00:56 · 11 answers · asked by Todd 7

Well I rarely write in traditional forms. I saw a question last night asking for help on a love sonnet, and I realized that I'd never written one before. Here is my first attempt. I think it's my second sonnet overall. Comments? Suggestions?

When We’re Together

We live with these subtle redundancies,
What we touch we hurry to touch again.
We overlook these inconsistencies,
What we feel we struggle to still contain.
The days have not diminished us at all
Left with a craving barely satisfied,
Drives us to our knees as we do crawl,
Each taste and tremble fully codified.
Yet in these moments something new remains,
The sky still shatters stars fall raining down,
Rivulets mark the night with sweet refrains,
We melt into each other start to drown.
For do I truly end and you begin?
Each nudge ignites the tinder, smoke does wreathe.
It seems as though we’re trapped within this skin
For if I pull away will I still breathe.
To separate brings such a heavy toll
When we are torn apart so less than whole.

2007-09-12 03:21:27 · 4 answers · asked by Todd 7

There are too many days in this blessed curse,
In this life that I call mine.
And I don't know what hurts the worst,
My failure or essence of time.
Calm yet tragic, true destiny spoken,
In this tomb in which I grieve.
Strange as it is, my senses awoken in
The passion in that, that I leave.

2007-09-12 01:56:59 · 8 answers · asked by ~the unforgiven~ 2