The following I didn't write myself but when I first read the text it really did touch me. To friend, This years, live alone, Go ahead through the storm Once cried once made mistakes Sometimes we feel lonely Sometimes we dwell in memories But also have a dream To have you always in my heart
Another poem I quite liked was A Rainy Morning, by Ted Kooser. A young woman in a wheelchair, wearing a black nylon poncho spattered with rain, is pushing herself through the morning. You have seen how pianists sometimes bend forward to strike the keys, then lift their hands, draw back to rest, then lean again to strike just as the chord fades. Such is the way this woman strikes at the wheels, then lifts her long white fingers, letting them float, then bends again to strike just as the chair slows, as if into a silence. So expertly she plays the chords of this difficult music she has mastered, her wet face beautiful in its concentration, while the wind turns the pages of rain. And, I will also add another personal poem. Its in the form of a sonnet, and was again, written for class earlier this semester. Heartbreak: You just sit and stare all day and all night, You keep upon your bed and cry to sleep. It is cause all you do with him is fight And sanity is all you want to keep. You fight of kids and debt and of disease. You think you just want to be happy, but You just want him to get down on his knees. You wait for “I’m sorry.” but your heart gets cut. So you sit and cry to yourself alone. You’re there all day and night, thinking of him. You’re trying to not call him on the phone. But its not as easy, you’re getting grim. You love him, you just can not deny it. So you drink some vodka, your heartbreak kit.
I wake up at night my finger stinks What is this smell? What is this texture? I sit, ponder, think and think Will I get silenced for speaking my mind The smell unbearable, omg Hands waiving like I'm def n sign Face smudged like golemn, The color of his skin is on my finger The smell, the smell it really lingers Why haven't I washed my hands? As I sniff and sniff. Ah the benefits of being married.
I would post some john cooper Clarke but last time I did that I got silenced And they disbanded one of my clans due to having a poem of his on cp
Yea, I wanted to post a poem by Adrienne Rich, but some of the words were censored due to their sexual being.
Today is the shadow of tomorrow Today is the present future of yesterday Yesterday is the shadow of today The darkness of the past is yesterday And the light of the past is yesterday The days of yesterday are all numbered in sum In the world once Because once upon a time there was a yesterday Yesterday belongs to the dead Because the dead belongs to the past The past is yesterday Today is the preview of tomorrow but for me Only for my better and happier point of view My point of view is the thought of a better or try Reality is today of eternity The eternity of yesterday is dead Yesterday is as one The eternity of one is the eternity of the past The past is once upon a time Once upon a time is past The past is yesterday today The past is yesterday today While we're searchin' for tomorrow The light of the past is the light which was The wisdom of the past is the light of the past The light of the future is the light which is to be The wisdom of the future is the light of the future see Yesterday belongs to the dead Tomorrow belongs to the living The past is certified as a finished product Anything which has ended is finished That which is perfect is finished The perfect man is no exception to the rule The perfect man of the past is made according to the rule of the past The rule of the past is a law of injustice and hypocrisy The revelation of the meaning of the law is revealed through the law itself The wisdom of the past is the light of the past The light which is to be the wisdom of the future The light of the future casts the shadows of tomorrow Sun Ra
Jack and Jill went up the hill To go and have some fun. Jill forgot to take the pill. So now they have a son. A classic IMO
I never saw a purple cow I never hope to see one Still I'd rather see than be one Boom!!!! What do I win?
(To op) If you are gonna rate a poem can you just say the name like @crankydragon @frog or (at frog) (at crankydragon) so that you wouldn't need to scroll that much because it is pretty annoying to device users thank you
Considering the post was right above yours, that wasn't really necessary. Excessive abuse of the quote button is considered spammy. Don't spam your own thread.
Op needs to wait 5 poems before replying to her own thread? I think not. Thats not a rule. Please show me that rule before you try that on me. It's not a rule either. Spam = "Spam Creating duplicate threads, posting nonsensical messages, excessive bumping, or otherwise flooding the forums is seen as spam and is prohibited." I am not making multiple threads. I am not posting nonsensical messages. I am not excessively bumping, nor am I flooding forums. Do not play Mr. Mod with me because I know the rules as well as you do.
No you do not, and it's apparent. If you'd actually read posts instead of post count farming them you'd know that. But please feel free to email support. I believe you have their email saved.
I'd be posting the same amount of posts with or without quoting, it is not post farming, so how about you cut the crap. Idk what your problem is, but either contribute to the thread or leave before I do email support.
Hey look. Found another poem to get back on track. The Road I live outside my mother’s sky With a world of trouble on the road. I knew little of the what or how, So I knew I bruised my father’s moment. He heard how I was passing on The road to where we died. So he carried me a little girl That began to own my tears. The past of my battle was my own. This was how everything else began. A little longer moonlit sky, And a road stretched out through time. For this assignment, we were given a word box, and forced to use only those words in our poem. We could make the poem about anything, so long as we focused on the words we used and the impact they made. Yes, I know some parts a bit confusing, but that's because my word choice was limited. :lol: :lol: