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Re: Poetry

Post by gneissisnice » October 5th, 2008, 5:00 pm

detectiveohara wrote:
rocketman1555 wrote:post the rest of it, this is really good
Dark Sabre wrote:Dactylic hexameter, elegiac couplets, and hendecasyllabics are where it's at.
Rhyme schemes are over-rated.
I have no idea what that means. xD
Dactylic hexameter has to do with the stress on certain syllables, couplets are two line poems, and hendecasyllabics means it has 11 syllables per line. I could be wrong, but Im pretty sure that's what those words mean.
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Re: Poetry

Post by rocketman1555 » October 5th, 2008, 5:09 pm

i'm pretty sure your right
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Re: Poetry

Post by JohnGalt » January 23rd, 2009, 10:13 pm

I bet I lose my indentation, so imagine it exactly as I intended it to be spaced.

I Like Your Gravity:

I like your gravity.
It's comforting, just to know
that every molecule that we are, every element which we're made of, every single ounce of us
by the mere capacity to be, makes us attracted to each other.
To say that the force of the attraction does not diminish with distance is certainly a lie-
but it is certainly the truth that we can't be separated completely,
only if we were to reach some imaginary, infinite distance would there be no attraction.
And really, why would we ever try to be that far apart?
Yes, it is somewhat upsetting that we are far too small for it to be noticeable;
Perhaps, one day, when we are larger than life.

It's A Wooden Staircase:

This instant is perfect;
nothing more
deserves the space remembering
than this perfect instant.
This instant isn't just any instant;
it isn't the previous instant
or that instant you thought was beautiful
or that instant you remember
or that instant you made sure to hold on to.
This instant is now;
every ounce of it is now.
There is not one part or particle of it that isn't now
it's that constantly fluctuating
constantly moving forward
constantly refusing to stop
now.

You may think it isn't;
but you've lost perspective,
you've forgotten how delicious a single moment can taste.

Indeed, this instant is perfect
there's no way else for this instant to be,
no way else for any instant...
All of reality comes forward, all at once, to culminate in one instant of your existence
an existence made entirely of instances, all of them perfect.
There's no way else for this instant to be,
but perfect.
All the squalid clamor
the people surrounding
the problems ensuing, the distractions engulfing.
It's all now, as now is meant to be, and this is the only way that now CAN be.
Perfect.

When you keep it in bearing with the rest,
analyze it closely, critique it,
see how it compares, what it means,
when you try to keep it all together as a whole—
Then maybe not.
But keeping all parts disintegrated
feeling only what the instant wants you to feel
well:

This Instant is Perfect.
Promise me she's not your world
Because Andy, you're a star

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Re: Poetry

Post by scichic34 » January 25th, 2009, 5:46 pm

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Re: Poetry

Post by detectiveohara » March 14th, 2009, 8:25 pm

JohnGalt wrote:I bet I lose my indentation, so imagine it exactly as I intended it to be spaced.

I Like Your Gravity:

I like your gravity.
It's comforting, just to know
that every molecule that we are, every element which we're made of, every single ounce of us
by the mere capacity to be, makes us attracted to each other.
To say that the force of the attraction does not diminish with distance is certainly a lie-
but it is certainly the truth that we can't be separated completely,
only if we were to reach some imaginary, infinite distance would there be no attraction.
And really, why would we ever try to be that far apart?
Yes, it is somewhat upsetting that we are far too small for it to be noticeable;
Perhaps, one day, when we are larger than life.
Oh! I LOVE your poems! :D
Hoosier daddy? :P

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Re: Poetry

Post by *AlWAYS WRiGHT* » March 29th, 2009, 7:41 pm

This is the poem I wrote 2 years ago after our team got 2nd at State and I was a freshman that would be moving up to a high school team that, at the time, stunk.

So i wasn't right this time

i really hoped i could be

i thought for once in my life

something could work out

yeah we were close

everything i've worked for

it's gone

i can't do it over

at least not for 3 years

it's hard

and it's not my fault

i did all i could do

but still

it hurts

it was in our fingertips

but that's not enough

close doesn't cut it

they can try again

without me

i can support them

but i won't be a part of it

it's not the same

i thought i let it out

but something inside of me

won't let go

it's there

eating away at my heart

i wanna cry

but i'll still feel the same

i guess i was to confident

i got my hopes up

i didn't know what to do

when everything came crashing down

so that's how i feel

and that's DISAPPOINTED.

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Re: Poetry

Post by Cedavis6 » November 3rd, 2012, 12:04 pm

But I Am Not Ashamed

I am not one of you,
I am more,
I will always be different,
But I am not ashamed.

My life is strewn across two worlds,
Sometimes I don't even know how I survive,
But I am not ashamed.

You don't know me,
Perhaps you never will,
But heed this well,
I am not normal,
I have purpose,
I may seem strange to you,
But that's okay,
It may take time for all of us to understand,
But I am not ashamed.

EDIT:

Trying to Find Meaning

My life,
Broken?
No,
Torn?
Not even close,
Different?
Maybe so.

Daily,
I struggle,
Trying to find meaning to this...
Drama,
I guess that's what it should be called,
When I want you here,
You're not,
When you are here,
I'm too scared.

Why must my life be like this?
I feel hypocritical,
Like I can do something but I'm just too scared!
What am I meant to be?

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Re: Poetry

Post by foreverphysics » November 4th, 2012, 1:35 pm

Pretend you are the stormy sea
Forget you were a fallen dream
Remember yourself as a hidden gleam
Tell me now, what do you see?

Hear the pounding beat of your heart
See the glow of time pulled apart
Feel the throbbing of undrawn charts
Tell me now, just how far.

Black and white and gray turn bright
Fill your own little world with light
Flare up the stars' brightest night
Tell me now, and you won't lie.
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Re: Poetry

Post by caseyotis » November 4th, 2012, 3:37 pm

That's nice, forever! The rhyme scheme could have been more similar, but if you weren't aiming for that, that's cool too. :3

This is a poem that I posted on another site on 9/11. It's kind of long, more like a very short story, but... Meh.

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"Have fun at school, sweetheart," Daddy says as he kisses my cheek.

"Have fun at work, Daddy," I giggle as I kiss his cheek back.

I hate to be pulled away from him. It's the first day of school. 2nd grade. I want to go home, be with my Daddy. But I will soon.

We're drawing. I draw a picture of me and Daddy. My hair is too long, his neck too long. But it's perfect. I wish I was in my Daddy's lap. But I will soon.

Finally. School's over. I wait at the school step, knowing that my Daddy will come and pick me up and take me home. I sit with the other little girls, and I watch as their daddies take them home. Why hasn't my daddy come?

The sun's dipping out of the sky. I'm all alone. Why hasn't Daddy come? I'm scared.

I see a car coming my way. Oh, Daddy's come to get me! Wait. Daddy's car doesn't have flashing lights. The scary big man comes out and walks towards me. I run, wishing that my Daddy will be there to get him away.

The man stops. I stop. He tells me to come with him, that everything will be okay. I walk with him to the car. He drives me to another big, scary place. He takes my hand. I walk with him.

"Where's Daddy?" I asked him. I hadn't spoken to him. Now I did. His face began to turn red. So did his eyes. "What's wrong?" I ask.

"You ain't seeing your daddy no more," he chokes. A single tear exits his eye. I reach up and wipe it off. The man's being silly now. Daddy said he'd come and get me. He promised.

He takes me into a room and flips on a telly that I didn't see. "The big building is on fire," I say. The officer nods. I can see his eyes clench tight, forcing out another sad tear. "Yes," he says. "You've seen it before, right?"

I look at it closely. Then, I see what's around it. "Hey, Daddy works there! He's taken me... there..." Then, it hits me. "Where's Daddy?" I ask.

The officer gives me the saddest look I've ever seen. "Gone, sweetheart. He ain't here no more."

I cry. My daddy said he'd pick me up. My daddy said he'd see me after school. He said he'd always be there. He lied. They're all liars. I got up and walked out of the room. I couldn't do it. Couldn't watch as my daddy burned to the ground. He lied to me. No more kisses. No more hugs. No more bedtime stories.

It finally hits me. The car. I'd walked out into the middle of the road. As I lay dying, I knew that I'd be with my daddy. Up in heaven, where he had just moved. I realized that that was what he meant. Then, we were reunited.
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Re: Poetry

Post by EpicFailOlympian » November 4th, 2012, 4:59 pm

Morbid. I like it.

Run from the whip, whip
That he wears on his hip, hip
Remember the burning lashes
Clinging to absurd madness
O God, pity you –
Run boy* run
Cracka gotta gun
Run boy run
Cracka gotta gun
Shots rain from the sky, sky
The body groans a sigh, sigh
Better say goodbye
As it clings to life
It is doomed to die
Sound ring from a woman’s cry
“O LORD JESUS WHY?!”

*Originally the N-word
---
I have never been so hungry when I am so full
So tired that I can’t sleep
So crazy that I am sane
So depressed that I am happy
So frustrated that I am calm
So tasteless by overuse
While I laugh my bitter laughter
While I laugh at the absurdity of it all
As if my laughter would change anything
The world will still be there
Time will still trudge on
---
I whiff up the grainy dope
Burning my lungs, poisoning as smoke
Given up, lost all hope
Draw in some more coke
But I don't know how to cope
This is all nothing but a joke
Find me, dangling from a rope
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