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 Poetry

An outlet for players whose creativity extends beyond the board. Post your original works here!

The posting of song lyrics is not the purpose of this board and as such please refrain from doing so. Exceptions can be made to this rule if you are the copyrighted owner of the lyrics and the lyrics are not found offensive by the majority of the population.
This board is a place to post your original works of poetry and prose and also a place for discussion of poetry and related areas.

We have received word from Fencer that other's poetry can be posted to this board. These are the two conditions:
1) When someone posts a known copyrighted poem, he must add the author's name as well
2) If the author is not known, the poem can be posted without problems


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12. lestopado 2004, 03:37:21
sLaMdAnCe 3 
lol

4. lestopado 2004, 22:57:20
Stardust 
O čem je toďten plk: One of my favourite poems...
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)

4. lestopado 2004, 20:23:47
Skyking 
I saw that poem before but it's still good

4. lestopado 2004, 17:58:59
Stardust 
O čem je toďten plk: Re:
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 :-)

4. lestopado 2004, 17:34:07
rodeogirl 
Stardust thank you so much for wonderful poetry. I really like it so much. :)

4. lestopado 2004, 17:28:00
Stardust 
O čem je toďten plk: If I Knew
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.

4. lestopado 2004, 03:59:37
The Listener 
O čem je toďten plk: 4 more years...
                DPBush.jpg


Another four years to fulfill his satanic reign
A reign of destruction, death, and poverty
the American people to fund it
The sheepily Americans will now see
what indigenous cultures have long experienced,
neglect and totalitarian rule 
Surely there is at least one wiseman who agrees
unfortunately, they do not reside in Gods Country
Oklahoma is the worst state ever
not because of its failing statistics
on every level of every aspect in society,
but because the people themselves support it
through the blind aspirations and dark spirit of the church
A den of thieves and a harlots haven
A homeless family cannot enter
because Gods spirit is not there
He has abandoned his church to seek refuge on the sidelines
With his popcorn and beer,
he cheers on the wealthy
and becomes angry at the poor
God Bless America!
Land of the Freaks and Homos of the Brave
where you are free to leave and brave to stay
Unless you are a creature of the forest and say nothing but witness all
Witness all and relive the perversity and molestation endured from a
Whore from Babylon
She has indoctrinated you with rape as God shouts from the sidelines
Shouts that cannot be heard above a roaring crowd
This is the center of Eden
This is American freedom
If you wander the feast you are a guest in white
but if you try to find the heart
Its only open at night
As I left the garden
Resurrected at dawn
I turned to look back just to see where I was
The trees spoke and then whispered
As they moaned and they bled
And they formed into a bush
to reveal faces of the dead

            -- Anonymous Indian

              ~ MS

31. řína 2004, 21:18:05
danoschek 
O čem je toďten plk: Dethrone The Dubya
*

*
Help Dethrone The Dubya
The Worst President In A Long, Long Time
Who Should Have Concentrated On Osama
Who Has Left Afghanistan In Chaos
Who Led Us Into Iraq Under False Pretences
Who Bungled That Very Same War And
Turned Iraq Into A New Terrorist Base
Lost 1,000 Americans, 20,000+ Iraqis
Blew $200 Billion And Counting
Turned The Entire Muslim World Against Us
And Is Now Losing The War On Terror
With Unilateral, Reckless, Dumb Strategies
Plus Created A Shameful Prison Scandal
Who Has Absolutely Nothing To Be Proud Of
Yet Still Exploits 9/11 For Votes

Help Dethrone The Dubya, Who Has
Abandoned American Foreign Policy
Made America Hated The World Over
Made The World A More Dangerous Place
And Been Taken To Task In Various Books
By Former Republican Administration Members
Yet Does Anybody Still Read Books?
Whose Team Stole The Election In 2000
And Undermined The Democratic Process
Yet Does Anybody Still Pay Attention ?

Help Dethrone The Dubya, Who Has
Undone Thirty Years Of Environmental Progress
And Put On A Green Face While He's Doing It
Who Has Run Up The Biggest Deficit In U.S. History
And Put The Economy And Social Security In Jeopardy
A Cowboy Who Shoots Bullets Of Double-Speak
A Coward Who Manipulates With Misinformation
An Opportunist Who Has Turned Science
Into Politics ... And Politics Into A Science

Help Dethrone The Dubya, Who Has
Done Everything For Halliburton and Big Energy
Done Everything For Big Business In America
And Done Nothing For The Average American
Who Is Leading Us To Ruin In So Many Ways

America, Turn Off The Talk Radio And Read A Book
America, Turn Off The TV And Read A Newspaper
America, Wake Up Before The Mess Gets Bigger

** J.C. McGowan

31. řína 2004, 19:40:00
danoschek 
O čem je toďten plk: happy halloween
silenzio for a poem please ! ... BOOOOHOOO ... huh who was that ? :D ... ~*~

26. řína 2004, 21:31:02
Stardust 
O čem je toďten plk: Re:
Wonderful Winnie! Wow!!

26. řína 2004, 17:50:43
Winnie 
Micky mouse
had a house
He had jokes
while eating yolk
He would have a party if he could but he was to tired
So he went to bed but banged his head with a crouch and went to sleep on the couch
When he woke up he had no mony and all he had was hony.

18. řína 2004, 00:08:20
Skyking 
O čem je toďten plk: The Doomsday Book
As I sit reading Science Fiction
through time,fantasy and space.
I would like to mention
something of the human race:
Our Lord GOD has forgotten us
and we survive alone
and contaminated by radiation dust
we loose our loved ones and homes.
People are savagely eating their kind
to feed thyselves,for food is gone.
For abodes is hard to find.
Away from another race,we run.
They are the beings of space.
and they have landed upon the Earth.
They chase and kill the human race
for it's own generations birth.
With the crumbled streets,
they sail the ruins of a dead city
and the worlds in mammoth defeat
as they march in quantity...
As I shut this horrid book
and growing into fear,
I get a terrified look
'Could This Happen Here?'

By RAYMOND FRENCH   

18. řína 2004, 00:05:19
Skyking 
O čem je toďten plk: The House On Frier's Bay
See the house on Friers Bay,
Where the children love to play?
Yet in it's beauty,roams a killer,
In the presents of your sight,a chiller.
What makes the children so brave,
And the old folks so gray?
Even after six years of quiet,
The people knew the houses plight.
One time,there was the loudest scream,
The most horrid nightmare,youd dream.
On the morn,next day,
A tortured and beaten corpse lay.
Nobody could solve the crime,
No weapons or clues,they didn't find.
To this day,since that year,
This community lives in fear.
They know screams are still heard,
But not a soul admits the murmur.

By RAYMOND FRENCH

15. řína 2004, 14:49:48
Stardust 
O čem je toďten plk: Re: another of my favorites The Tear
Absolutely beautiful,James! Thank you for sharing :-)

5. řína 2004, 03:24:41
The Listener 
*walks in, looks about, rolls eyes, throws in towel, and walks off opening a snickers*

5. řína 2004, 01:53:55
Stardust 
Wanda you are a class act and I'm proud to call you Friend :-)

5. řína 2004, 00:25:01
Radiant2008 :-) 
O čem je toďten plk: Re: CurrentRiver
Thank you, Wanda - for being thoughtful..

4. řína 2004, 17:01:20
CurrentRiver 
O čem je toďten plk: Re: Red dragon
I removed the poem, I had received it and it was so sad and reminded of my family so many years ago. I sure don't want to cause any distress to who ever your talking about or anyone else :o((

4. řína 2004, 04:05:41
Stardust 
Skyking: It was a poem titled A Wreck On HWY 109
Looks like it was removed by the poster.

4. řína 2004, 03:05:19
Skyking 
Stardust..which poem you two talking about?

3. řína 2004, 19:30:46
Stardust 
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.

3. řína 2004, 17:52:50
red dragon 
Personally I'd rather you pray for a certain family that play on here, Radiant. If they see that 'poem', its going to cause great distress considering events of just a year ago.
I won't go into details, but I'm sure you understand, Radiant.
Damn me, I've just read it and I feel very, very angry.

3. řína 2004, 00:44:05
Radiant2008 :-) 
O čem je toďten plk: Re: A Wreck On HWY 109
Aww, im so sorry Wanda... I will keep your family in my thoughts and prayers.. If you want to you can send me an pm with their names..

2. řína 2004, 22:48:24
Stardust 
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. :-)

2. řína 2004, 20:21:38
Radiant2008 :-) 
O čem je toďten plk: Re: A Wreck On HWY 109
Přetvořeny oževatelem Radiant2008 :-) (2. řína 2004, 20:22:21)
*tears... Beautiful!!! Thank you for sharing, Wanda - and I am sorry to hear about your Mother in Law.. she got in accident recently?

2. řína 2004, 05:32:33
danoschek 
O čem je toďten plk: Einmal fassen, tief im Blute fühlen,
Dies ist mein, und es ist nur durch Dich.
Nicht die Stirne mehr am Fenster kühlen,
D'ran ein Nebel schwer vorüber strich ...
♪ City ~*~

2. řína 2004, 02:02:10
Nomad 
O čem je toďten plk: Re: A Wreck On HWY 109
Thank you for sharing I enjoyed it very much

24. záři 2004, 10:25:01
The Listener 
O čem je toďten plk: Hear Now The Eggman



"In winter, when the fields are white,
I sing this song for your delight --
only I don't sing it," he added, as an explanation.

   "I see you don't," said Alice.

   "If you can see whether I'm singing or not, you've sharper eyes than most,"
Humpty Dumpty remarked severely. Alice was silent.

"In spring, when woods are getting green
I'll try and tell you what I mean."
 
   "Thank you very much," said Alice.

"In summer, when the days are long,
Perhaps you'll understand the song:

In autumn, when the leaves are brown,
Take pen and ink, and write it down."

   "I will, if I can remember it so long," said Alice.

   "You needn't go on making remarks like that," Humpty Dumpty said: "they're not sensible, and they put me out."

"I sent a message to the fish:
I told them 'This is what I wish.'

The little fishes of the sea,
They sent an answer back to me.

The little fishes' answer was
'We cannot do it, sir, because --' "

   "I'm afraid I don't quite understand," said Alice.

   "It gets easier further on," Humpty Dumpty replied.

"I sent to them again to say
'It will be better to obey.'

The fishes answered with a grin,
'Why, what a temper you are in!'

I told them once, I told them twice,
They would not listen to advice.

I took a kettle large and new,
Fit for the deed I had to do.

My heart went hop, my heart went thump;
I filled the kettle at the pump.

Then some one came to me and said,
'The little fishes are in bed.'

I said to him, I said it plain,
'Then you must wake them up again.'

I said it very loud and clear;
I went and shouted in his ear."

"But he was very stiff and proud;
He said 'You needn't shout so loud!'

And he was very proud and stiff;
He said 'I'd go and wake them, if --'

I took a corkscrew from the shelf:
I went to wake them up myself.

And when I found the door was locked,
I pulled and pushed and kicked and knocked.

And when I found the door was shut,
I tried to turn the handle, but -- "

    There was a long pause.

   "Is that all?" Alice timidly asked.

   "That's all," said Humpty Dumpty.    "Good-by."



       -- H.D.

24. záři 2004, 02:41:08
danoschek 
O čem je toďten plk: <sunk - hmhm - good ... a minute of contemplation please ... >:)
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*

Lord God, our power evermore,
Whose arm doth reach the ocean floor,
Dive with our men beneath the sea;
Traverse the depths protectively.
O hear us when we pray, and keep
Them safe from peril in the deep.

Submariner's verse for the Navy Hymn

22. záři 2004, 22:46:32
danoschek 
O čem je toďten plk: glad to hear your opinion
about how angelo branduardi translated and wished to publish ... ~*~

22. záři 2004, 22:43:04
APolaris 
I hope you realize that there is no word "fair" in Italian. But given the context, I guess it's acceptable to use, since it's the name of a specific place. Just remember to capitalize it next time as such, lest you confuse someone like myself who knows Italian.

22. záři 2004, 19:59:32
danoschek 
O čem je toďten plk: scarborough fair, italian
*

*
quando andrai a scarborough fair
salvia, menta, prezzemolo e timo
tu porta il segno del mio rimpianto
alla donna che allora io amavo

vorrei in dono una camicia di lino
salvia, menta, prezzemolo e timo
tu dille che non voglio ricami
ma che sappia che ancora io l'amo

per me basta un acro di terra
salvia, menta, prezzemolo e timo
quella casa tra il mare e le dune
e la donna che allora io amavo

tornerò a coltivare i miei campi
salvia, menta, prezzemolo e timo
e distese di erica in fiore
perchè sappia che ancora io l'amo

17. záři 2004, 22:12:04
Radiant2008 :-) 
O čem je toďten plk: Poetry side of Aragon
Can anyone please help me giving the website which Aragon made with regards to the Poetry Challenge, which got started up last year? I would like to read those poems once again and forgot the site!

thanks!!

15. záři 2004, 23:48:11
danoschek 
O čem je toďten plk: The Ten Commandments
indeed have a certain poetry also. ~*~

15. záři 2004, 22:39:45
APolaris 
A clear misinterpretation, the commonplace "God can't exist because evil is incompatible with his goodness." This has been disproven in so many books I've lost count and the ideas expressed in that are badly outdated. No further comment except relativism: if there was no such thing as evil, there would be no such thing as good, because if everything was good it would be nothing but the norm. Without evil to compare good to, good cannot exist as there is no basis for comparison. What would you call good in a world in which evil didn't exist? Not simply good, because there is no relativism. No, I'd say that the existence of evil is absolutely necessary FOR good things like God to exist.

15. záři 2004, 22:25:12
muddah 
O čem je toďten plk: An Original by Maggie #2 - "God?"
If there really was a "God"
would the world be in such shape?
If there really was a "God"
could we never need escape?

If there really was a "God"
would people live in fear?
If there really was a "God"
could life be held as dear?

If there really was a "God"
would ghettos never be?
If there really was a "God"
could ALL mankind be free?

If there really was a "God"
would no man be in pain?
If there really was a "God"
could the world not act insane?

If there really was a "God"
would there be no thing as war?
If there really was a "God"
could there be no word as poor?

If there really was a "God"
would we all love each other?
If there really was a "God"
could ALL men be my brother?

If there really was a "God"
would He understand my query?
If there really was a "God"
could He know I've grown too weary?

15. záři 2004, 20:22:21
muddah 
O čem je toďten plk: An Original by Maggie - "Missing"
There was something that was missing
for a long, long time for me.
It wasn't a need, a feel, a want;
whatever it was, wasn't meant to be.

It wasn't something I could name
or put my finger on.
I thought I might of found it
but already it seems it's gone.

You touched me in a place so rare,
so deep, so real, so fine...
A place that belongs to no "man"
a place that's only mine.

My voice you may never hear again,
that smile you may never see,
and whether it matters to you or not,
you'll always have part of me...

15. záři 2004, 15:25:54
APolaris 
Not bad

15. záři 2004, 13:37:38
American Girl 
O čem je toďten plk: hurricane Charley
Twas the night before Charley
the weather was dead,
He was only a 2 when we climbed into bed.
The plywood was nailed to the windows with care.
With hopes it was strong enough to hold back the air.
The next day was quiet,
Just peaceful and calm,
not even a breeze to flutter a palm.
When out of the south there arose such a roar,
It was Charley's birthday and he just turned 4.
We were all watching now,
as he churned up the coast;
hoping our county would not be the host.
Then suddenly turning,twenty minutes it's said,
was the difference in time that we would have been dead.
He went after charlotte,abundant with rage,the worst storm in years for the history page.
Punta Gorda,Arcadia,were both laid to waste,then on to Orlando in Mickeys Face.
The carnage,destruction,and lives pulled apart,
will pull back together to make a new start.
But those who lost loved ones and the price they paid will never forget that thirteenth day.
God bless all in Florida.......

11. záři 2004, 04:43:04
APolaris 
There are a lot of words in some, especially Commons Street and A Genocide Memory. If you're capable of enjoying these two (not many are), enjoy their messages more than their not-so-eloquent speech.

If you want enjoyment, check out the Pigeon. But make sure you've read Poe's Raven first and are familiar with its form and its manner of narration, or my mocking will seem more like raving stupidity than glorious madness.

11. záři 2004, 03:45:37
musiclover 
O čem je toďten plk: Re: Your site
APolaris, I went to your site and your dog Brandy is cute. I enjoyed the images of London and the other photos you have there. They are just beautiful. I also will be reading your poems as soon as I have more time to concentrate on them and enjoy each word.

11. záři 2004, 03:21:03
CurrentRiver 
O čem je toďten plk: Re: A first work in a loooooong time...
I think your poem is beautiful. I think your girl would be proud to receive a poem from you.

11. záři 2004, 03:13:18
APolaris 
Thank you for the kind words, but the Crohn's symptoms, although I felt light internal pain last Sunday (not even enough to make me keel over), will not be returning anytime soon. Maybe in 2 years or so, if ever.

If you want to read more of my work, check out http://www.sunysuffolk.edu/~perea61/anthony.html
That page doesn't contain any of my best works (most of it is ameteur in my terms), since I would find it more pleasant to surprise people with my best if and when they read it published, and the two passages from "Perfect Rows" are passages I liked for an idea on a novel I've long since abandoned (my current work, "Fallen," will not have any previews, unless I change my mind).

11. záři 2004, 02:32:39
Stardust 
That's a very nice poem,and yes! write it in her card! She'll love it and appreciate it :-)
Thanks for sharing

11. záři 2004, 02:29:54
musiclover 
O čem je toďten plk: Re: A first work in a loooooong time...
Přetvořeny oževatelem musiclover (11. záři 2004, 02:30:50)
APolaris, very nice work and yes send it to your new friend. I am sure she will appreciate it and enjoy it as I have. I am sorry to hear of your illnesses and I hope you will continue to recuperate on your way to better health. I will say a prayer for you.

11. záři 2004, 01:21:26
APolaris 
O čem je toďten plk: A first work in a loooooong time...
I contracted Crohn's Disease in August of last year, and it led to depression that eventually was brought to a head in November, when, after parodying Poe's "The Raven" with my poem "The Pigeon," I got hit with a 10-month case of writer's block. In May I had abdominal surgery to relieve symptoms, and on August 30 of this year the block was ended by this mysterious poem I wrote at 12:15 am, which I can't even remember how I wrote and could not write it again if stripped of my memory of it and then asked to do so. Its words are simply etched into my brain and despite having scribbled it out in only 15 minutes, I can't bring myself to revise it. Anyway, tell me what you think, and be kind since it is after all my first writing in a LONG time. Consider the symbolism too!

The Rose, by AP
Aug. 30, 2004
For all who've stood by me through bad times and good

One day beyond all clarity,
A special Rose was born
From out the soil, a rarity
Without a single thorn.

So I heard from mother dear
In bedtime tales ago,
When light of day could drive off fear
And ever-present woe.

I look still for that Rose today
In Gardens of the skies;
Where tranquil, cloudless meadow lay
No thornless flower lies.

Yet I shall not see clarity
Until with eye forlorn,
I see that precious rarity
Without a single thorn.

But mother says I search too far
By travelling the skies;
For with us, not upon some star
The finest flow'r resides.


I'm also thinking about writing this in a birthday card for a female friend I met a few days before who was probably the inspiration for it. Good idea or bad?

9. záři 2004, 23:02:01
musiclover 
O čem je toďten plk: Re: Poetry in Motion
Cathy1, you should enter the poems to Poetry in Motion. You are very good at it and could very well win. If you are entering them, excuse my butting in and have a nice day/night depending on when you read this. I have entered poems in the big contest and enjoy doing it. Some of what they do is to raise money but people do win; so not a total scam.

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