Aragon: Hello Darren!! So nice to see you again!

Partica: Yes,it is!

Partica: It's actually titled 'After a While' and 'Comes the Dawn'is the alternate title. It was written by Veronica A. Shoffstall
and it is a very touching poem.
Thank you for sharing

EIHN:

EIHN: very nice

EIHN:

EIHN: That is something you'll have to ask Fencer. As of right now it isn't an issue for this board. I would like to get this board back to it's purpose...Poetry. Any more discussion on this subject can be carried out on the Brainking.com board or Feature Requests. Any ome posts not related to poetry will result in the posts being deleted and the poster hidden.

EIHN: The copyright law isn't the issue nor is it the rule.Like BBW said...different boards/different rules. Period. End of discussion. I suggest if you don't agree with the rules of any board you take it up with Fencer. We as moderators don't make the rules. We abide by them and enforce them when necessary.

EIHN: please clarify

EIHN: The copyright rules may be the same (allowance of material) But the SITE RULE is different. There was a problem with people posting long lyrics on the music board so Fencer stopped it as it was too much. That hasn't been a problem here.

EIHN: Thank you for that but it doesn't really affect this board. The reason for the rule on the Music Board is Fencer doesn't want lyrics posted as it will take up too much space (that's my understanding)
Poems by any author are permitted on this board as long as they include the author's name :-)

EIHN: I'm not a lawyer but I think anything that is in print is subject to being copied. As long as it doesn't benefit the copier (ie: financially) it's probably not an issue.
If anyone has anything to add,I'd appreciate any constructive input.

Thanatos: Beautiful!

He raced to the phone
It's rings calling his name
Would it be her?
The one he's been waiting for

Hello,sir,would you like to participate in a survey?
Free gift certificates for all who do
Uh,no thanks,he whispered
his heart thumping in his chest,as he hung up

He checked his e-mail once again
Still nothing
Nothing
Not a word

The walls of his lonely apartment closing in on him
as he crept to the couch and picked up the remote
Infomercials,soap operas and news
Click...Off

Silence greeted him once more
Silence and loneliness
How long would it be this way
How long til he found her

Ding Dong...the door bell
He races to the door
Only to find a salesman
He closes the door in his face

Why oh why was he alone?
Where was the life he'd dreamed of
The happiness he craved
The woman he loved.......

Winnie: You have a gift! Wonderful...please keep writing

simplycreative: Wow! Deep and thought provoking! Thanks for sharing

Jabberwocky

'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"

He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought—
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.

And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.

"And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!"
He chortled in his joy.

'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

Lewis Carroll (1832–1898)

thank you Rodeogirl. I should have stated that I didn't write it. It was sent to me in my e-mail. I don't know who the author is. I just thought it was a nice poem and with the bickering that is going on here on BK ,I thought this would lighten things up a bit :-)

If I knew it would be the last time
That I'd see you fall asleep,
I would tuck you in more tightly
and pray the Lord, your soul to keep.

If I knew it would be the last time
that I see you walk out the door,
I would give you a hug and kiss
and call you back for one more.

If I knew it would be the last time
I'd hear your voice lifted up in praise,
I would video tape each action and word,
so I could play them back day after day.

If I knew it would be the last time,
I could spare an extra minute
to stop and say "I love you,"
instead of assuming you would KNOW I do.

If I knew it would be the last time
I would be there to share your day,
Well I'm sure you'll have so many more,
so I can let just this one slip away.

For surely there's always tomorrow
to make up for an oversight,
and we always get a second chance
to make everything just right.

There will always be another day
to say "I love you,"
And certainly there's another chance
to say our "Anything I can do?"

But just in case I might be wrong,
and today is all I get,
I'd like to say how much I love you
and I hope we never forget.

Tomorrow is not promised to anyone,
young or old alike,
And today may be the last chance
you get to hold your loved one tight.

So if you're waiting for tomorrow,
why not do it today?
For if tomorrow never comes,
you'll surely regret the day,

That you didn't take that extra time
for a smile, a hug, or a kiss
and you were too busy to grant someone,
what turned out to be their one last wish.

So hold your loved ones close today,
and whisper in their ear,
Tell them how much you love them
and that you'll always hold them dear

Take time to say "I'm sorry,"
"Please forgive me," "Thank you," or "It's okay."
And if tomorrow never comes,
you'll have no regrets about today.

Wonderful Winnie! Wow!!

Absolutely beautiful,James! Thank you for sharing :-)

Wanda you are a class act and I'm proud to call you Friend :-)

Skyking: It was a poem titled A Wreck On HWY 109
Looks like it was removed by the poster.

Red dragon: I have just read your post and reread the poem. I understand your anger.

I do think,however that the anger has to be directed towards the drunk drivers in our society and not to those who post poetry about it.

I have asked for opinions from a couple of sources and the concensus is that the poem isn't intended to hurt anyone and doesn't flame anyone so I will let it stand.

Unfortunately we are all hurt by things in society... War,famine,terrorism as well as drunk drivers.

One definition for poem I found is : A verbal composition designed to convey experiences, ideas, or emotions in a vivid and imaginative way, characterized by the use of language chosen for its sound and suggestive power and by the use of literary techniques such as meter, metaphor, and rhyme.

Unfortunately,there are negative experiences in life as well as positive.
Perhaps,with the inclusion of this poem,more people will think twice before getting behind the wheel after a couple of drinks and I know more people will pray for anyone adversely affected but such a thoughtless act.

Wanda,I'm sorry for your loss.
And Thank you for posting that beautiful poem. I too have received it in my e-mail a couple of times. :-)

That's a very nice poem,and yes! write it in her card! She'll love it and appreciate it :-)
Thanks for sharing

Very nice Dragonheart44 and Scarlet! Thanks for sharing :-)

Beautiful,Greg...please keep writing :-)

There is a site on the web where a person can post their poems unto a sort of mini site within the main site. James,it would be a great place to post your poetry! This is my little section of the site:

a href=/http://poetrypoem.com/cgi-bin/index.pl?sitename=donnaemberley&item=home

Thank you Dolittle and Usurper :-)
In my contemplative and sleep deprived state last night I got a little mushy lol
I'll try a comic relief next time :-)

2 years old,I take her hand
My Mommy I adore
I stand in awe of her great love
And wish for nothing more

19 and I am now in love
This man I can't see past
He was sent from God above
I'm sure that it will last

29 my heart is filled
with pride and overjoy
This Treasure I have yet to raise
I love my little boy

37 I figured out
that I still had my dreams
To live my life with no regret
to find my destiny

And as I wander though my life
I am what I can be
My wings have taken flight and now
I finally am free


Donna July 12,2004

Such brilliance!! Thank you James for sharing! :-)

Wow! You WILL be missed.

Not at all! I think it's a beautifully written piece of prose! :-) Nice job Kanga!

Mr Emerson was a wise man and I am grateful to be blessed with a host of good friends! Thank you to one of them for sharing! :-) Thanks James

Thank you Greg :-)

My eyes behold your wonder
My heart can feel your love
My head tells me it cannot be
My soul has found it's glove

We wander through Existance
Each lost in Time's Expanse
Crossing hurdles,streams and highways
We walk,skip,run and dance

Then somewhere in an instant
Our souls come face to face
Time seems to stop forever
Aloneness is erased

But only for a heartbeat
Then onward we must go
completing our destiny
continuing to grow

Stardust KM

Thanks for sharing Greg. It's been way too long since I'd heard that one!! :-)

Copy,edit,paste,delete
Flaming here is not a feat
To believe the lies of One
then tell your friends
the deed is done

How can one be pretty sure
the words they read are very pure
It may be true or not you see
It may be doctored
by you? not me.

The greatest test of truth be told
by Time and Friendships that we hold
It matters not the words we read
When in our hearts
the truth is creed.

I don't know who wrote it but whoever it was deserves high praise!!! I love it! Thank you for sharing Wanda! :-)

There you go again Chief giving me a bad name...tsk tsk tsk...I warned you about that.......

Masterful,Greg...simply divine! Mark it as an entry and I suspect you'll be one trophy richer! :-)
Of course,deep within the recesses of that mind of yours there no doubt lies countless more works to leave us all in awe! Your talent is great and just one reason I doubt I'll enter this poetry challenge,myself! lol

Deep Chief and so true...oh look it's cocktail hour ...scuse me....

Lovely Greg...uh...perhaps that one could be called Ode to 3334??? ;-) j/k LOL

The morning sun rising majestically in the East
It's splendid rays kissing the horizon with such gentle caress
the warmth of it's light washing over me like a warm shower on a cool winter's day
Still it did nothing to quell the emptiness inside

Alone with this magnificant beast along the cool expanse of sand
I watched as a wind arose and then yet died,overwhelmed by the power of Ra
Or so it seemed
That great eye in the sky
how it watched me,mocked me,yet marvelled at me
For I was alone on this desert
Alone
yet unafraid

Steadfastly I trudged onward
The Beast- my nemesis,my enemy,my only companion
never leaving my side
growing ever stronger,ever more vigilant
ever more
evermore

Then,I feel it
it is weakening
it's hold on me releasing
it needs it's rest,it seems
even such magnificant Beasts need rejuvenation
I have prevailed , this battle is mine,yet again
I will survive,ready to face another round
And begin the day anew

One day while I was walking
I saw the strangest thing
a duck waddled up to me and said
I'd like to for you sing

One day while I was sitting
on a bench inside the park
another duck approached me and
gave me such a start

He wasn't like the first one
cause for me he did not sing
instead he danced a jig for me
that was a stranger thing

One night while I was drinking
a duck I chanced to meet
he did not sing nor dance for me
though I waited for my treat

Instead he only sat there
yet I thought it was great
For he became the tender choice
as he sat upoun my plate

Thank you Dano - This is absolutely beautiful! And it's made my dreary day a whole lot brighter! :-)
Curiosity got the better of me so I decided to get this translated...here are the results:

what it is fells likes to see, that like snow of the sky this laughing, that come me my night of erhellt
faces, pictures, that I years I like a day



I do not know, am would lie it or holds myself dream the girl there, under the almond tree in the magic forest
with its blossom splendor what awake, the entire night



Stars dust fells fells into my heart stars dust into my heart



Words falln a like colorful sheets foliage voices I hear makes holds myself, strangely and yet vetraut what
the boy in the thorns wall what he for me in the hand



you call me, you meant have is me I much too little child wine that your book, come show equalized are it here
wind and sea



Stars dust fells fells into my heart stars dust into my heart



I they see blooms will think dream the blue flower in the green grass time immaterial I nothing at the same
time I of you and I see me what



what is it, that me today night told you would have me so long already been missing have I you in that gives
over tendon what would hurry it to verstehn



who you, boy, that of sky are fell want to change attract sprouts me what you, why you my goal you into the
fire country green out of the thorns wall



Stars dust fells fells into my heart stars dust into my heart

Starlight Starbright
First star I see tonight
I wish I may
I wish I might
have this wish
I wish tonight

So true Daedal,so true!! :-)

Une myriade de laguages peut faire la danse de poésie! Mais le meilleur est de beaucoup ceci, la langue d'amour!