Original Poetry

realiz · Posted: Fri Nov 21, 2008 12:37 pm Post subject:

Well, thank you, but I am anything but an overachiever, I'm what I call a 'coaster' in life. I wrote the first poem in response to GR9's comment:

realiz · Posted: Fri Nov 21, 2008 3:58 pm Post subject: Love

Saffron

Saffron · Posted: Fri Nov 21, 2008 8:40 pm Post subject:

Withered dusty love
Memories

Nice!

giselle · Posted: Sat Nov 22, 2008 6:39 pm Post subject:

Throb - what an awesome word. i've been reading too much about Vietnam because it makes me think of throbbing helicopter blades ... and love is not only a small word, its a four letter word! Shocked

Ashleigh · Posted: Sat Nov 22, 2008 6:55 pm Post subject:

This one annoyed an idiot at another forum I post at because he first of all didn't agree with it and second, didn't like my metaphors - he's a moron and can't tell good from bad writing.

Censorship Poem

They are licked lovingly
By harsh and hateful flames
And the bookcases weep.

Weep for the books,
They once hugged.
Cry for the emptiness,
They now are.

The books cry to be read,
Hidden away in secret caves;
Tied up, bound, feared,
Longing to be loved again.

GentleReader9 · Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 6:19 pm Post subject:

Wow, so much has gone on! You go away for a few days to a conference and come back like Rip Van Winkle, facing down the queries, "Be ye a Tory or a Whig?" (which is also a rough paraphrase of what my old computer asked the new printer I tried to hook up to it, with no good results).

Realiz, I deeply appreciate your very creative and witty poetic works and I'm terribly sorry if my insertion of the Adrienne Rich stanza as a (sort of) response -- I always try to pretend that what I want to post anyway has some pertinence to the conversation even when it doesn't -- seemed "passionless" or lacking in appreciation of your courtly gesture. I am a moody person and I do perverse things. I also can't drink chablis, or any other romantic but alcoholic beverage, however good a rhyme it makes, which inclines me at times to bitterness that others can and do enjoy fine wines with impunity. You're obviously a flexible, intelligent and creative writer and deserve encouragement, which everyone else has already told you, but I say so too, for whatever it's worth. Now, to prove that what I said about my random posting behavior is true, I will randomly post what I feel like posting. I think this is not actually a haiku form, but it is meant to be sorta like one, being made of 4-7-4 syllables.

Somewhere lonely
As the ocean in her bed
A woman turns.

The above may only be a partial poem but if it is I haven't written the rest yet.