Old With You
I want to grow old with you
I want the world to see
Why I brag about
How good you are to me
I want to be close enough
to absorb the essence of you
I want it to flow thru me
That's what I want to do
I need you in my life
A total part you see
Always close enough to touch
That's where I want you to be
I have you in my heart
your love fills my soul
Lord, I knew the day
you took my hand
With you I would grow old
By H.L. Wright (C)
My work, It is already under copyright .
If you Like this kind of Poetry, then you must read: 'The Voice In My Head' by, H.L. Wright,
Not yet a best seller, but well on the way. Everyone that has read it gives two thumbs way, way up
2007-06-01 12:51:12
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answered by angels_angelsarehere 6
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Get The Poetry Handbook by B. Deutch. There are Villanelles, Sonnets, and many other forms.
I Like the shorter rhyming forms, like the Clerihew, named after Edmond Clerihow Bently in the late 199s. You name somneone famous, and in 4 lines, satirize them.
The most famous was used in the Count of Monte Christo.
Here's one of mine:
When old Dan Quail tried teaching school,
kids all though he was a fool,
he couldn't spell a simple word,
a VP he? How quite absurd!
I also like the 8 line short forms, and the limerick, of course.
2007-06-01 12:07:36
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answered by Legandivori 7
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I'm going to share one that I wrote several years ago before I got into free verse. Here it is:
GREMBULDINGLE
Upon that fabled land of yore
Amidst that craggy cliff;
according to the Grish folklore
there was a little tiff
Between the people of Grishinggel
And the ugly Grembuldingle
That monstrous beast with horrid fangs;
a bluish tinge; a tongue that hangs;
his bulging eyes are rimmed with red
three hideous horns above his head
hands in guise of claws that mangle
thoust doth look the Grembuldingle
He lived atop the mountain Bruff
with fair maiden, Eleounor
hostaged from the village Druffert
whence the Druffertan war
oh! thy skin doth more than tingle
when thoust speak of Grembuldingle
Of course there was a dandy lad
to whom she was betrothed
Jarvis Chauncy of Virbligad
fine plumes was what he clothed
was he ever so filled with wrath
and thought revenge the rightful path
He took his horse and shined his shield
dropped his blood across the field
cursed the damned and said a pray'r
picked up his sword with utmost care
galloped up the mountain Bruff
galant and brave to save his love
There was an awful, gruesome fray
much to maiden fair's dismay
blood was streaming everywhere
Alas! she could do naught but stare
the beast had wounds
its ear was torn
her love was looking much forlorn
he thrust his sword into its heart
the varmint didn't give a start!
it dug its claws into his chest
it hurt so much, I must confess!
poor Sir Jarvis fought and bled
and in a minute he was dead.
She saw and wept, she was aghast
Alas! Her maiden fate was cast
Flung her body, frail and lithe
against the rocky, craggy cliff
scattered her brains and broke her bones
above was heard the Grembul's moans
The Grembul's hope for love was dashed
the moment he heard her body crash
and to this day, this hour of night
you'll hear his woeful wail
when one recounts his tragic past
this sad Grembuldingle tale.
(1990) - copyright
2007-06-01 16:25:37
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answered by Trillian 6
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what's free verse? i aint no fan
of poetry but i'll do what i can.
i'd write some crap that rhymes with this
but i need the loo... i'm off for a piss!
2007-06-01 12:09:02
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answered by Laura H 3
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"illiciting a good emotion" is a no longer "significant" yet necessary. it is like asking "Is the stone significant for making a statue?" Rhyme, metaphor and rhythm are of direction the procedures used to make the statue. playstation . automobile-maximum appropriate shows "titillating" interior the placement of "illiciting".
2016-11-03 08:46:20
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answered by ? 4
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Does anybody see the irony in the "Dan Quail" post up there?!
2007-06-01 17:55:14
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answered by Anonymous
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