The Poetry Thread

[Summoner Matsuda]

Okay, so I have been scrolling through the Literature Forums pages and I have noticed a lot of poetry threads. So I am thinking we should just make a big poetry thread so everyone can post there lovely pieces of work in one thread so we don't have a million threads floating around. And people will be able to comment of them as well and post their own so they don't have to make another thread. (I swear I just repeated myself... =__=) Anyway, plus if this could get turned into a Sticky thread it would never go away!

Now I am just putting this idea out, and I will start it off by putting up one of mine. This one is an older one of mine.

Your Feel
By: Devon L. Kay

Whenever I see you
my soul takes flight.
Whenever I hear you
my heart is in the light.

You look so beautiful
your wonderful hair,
your sweet smile,
your deep brown eyes, so rich, so pure.

I don't know how to approch you,
I wouldn't know what to say.
You look at me, and I look away.

I wonder what you feel like,
skin so soft, so warm.
I wonder if you would kiss me,
lips so cool, so loving.

If only you knew,
how I feel about you.
If only I knew,
a little more about you.

I can't stop staring,
I wonder if you will notice.
I will notice you,
Now just need to talk to you.

I will talk to you soon,
just that be known.
I hope you like me too,
and if you do,



I will smile.

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Although I did over use "I" in this one.

[dimmufan]

Untitled
by Jeremy Evans (me)

Have you ever been to the grassy plains
At night when the crescent moon wanes?
Watching in awe at the stars so bright
Feel the nice, cool breeze on a warm summer's night.
Millions of stars across the sky,
I sit alone wondering how and why
I came to be the way I am
And how no one else really gives a damn.
Or are there "friends" out there who want to see
The smiling faces on you and me.
Oh, I wish I knew how I came to be
On these plains without you next to me.

[Lilium]

I'm a very amateur poet, so don't be expecting too much from me.

Hugging Haiku
Hugs are always free
If you need one, just ask me
I'd be happy too

Emptiness
The sad little girl walked through the snow
Until she came by the ocean
There she saw a puddle
She gazed into it
And only saw the empty sky…

Play That Music Loud
My neighbor's in the street
Out in the cold with bare feet
Yelling about the stereo
Turn it down low
Is what he is preaching
But we are just not listening
We crank the volume up
The speaker's erupt
Music flows out onto the street
Warming up our neighbor's feet

And we start to dance
Just partying the night away
No thoughts, but that's okay
Just killing time anyway
And we start to move
Over from one house to the next
Partying wherever it is best
We just drink the night away
Twelve is enough but ten's okay
And we start to dance
And then we all fall down


The are the some of the only ones that I have any confidence in.

[Fishie]

@Summoner Matsuda: I agree. You overused the "I" just a bit too much. It's all good though. It's a raw poem that doesn't hide behind any imagery and the emotion is just in your face. Awesome work. =]

@Dimmu: DUDE! Seriously, when I read the first few lines, it immediately drew me in. I can just visualize the whole scenario as you're writing. Then at the end, it made me think of The Lion King when Simba and Mufasa we're gazing at the stars.

@Lillium: It's hard viewing you as an "amatuer poet". All three of them are really nice but your last one really stood out to me. I get this message that it's talking about having a great time and letting go of your troubles just to have fun. Good work.

[Lilium]

Originally Posted by Twisted Arcano

@Lillium: It's hard viewing you as an "amatuer poet". All three of them are really nice but your last one really stood out to me. I get this message that it's talking about having a great time and letting go of your troubles just to have fun. Good work.

Thanks. Most of my poetry I believe to be crap. That's why I call myself an amateur when it comes to poetry.

I'll post two more, just for the heck of it.

Another Day
Another Church
Another plain
Another cloudy day
The soil soaks up the water poured upon itself
Catching the falling droplets
Except for the ones that have already been caught
Another day gone
Another hour mourned
Another red eye
Another mourning group gone
Silence now comes in from all angles
Long after the service
Another life taken
Another day only vaguely remembered

*I overuse the word 'another' in this, don't I?

Untitled
I'm taking shots at a bar
While the man beside me smokes a cigar
I ask for a hit
And I have to admit
I never gave it back
I'm an addict whose not addicted
To any substance restricted
My tastes are legal
The worst I can recall
Since they're available to all
The dark is my drug of choice
Silence is my favorite voice
Until the music comes on
A familiar song
I let it take over me

*I just wrote this like, 10 minutes ago, and plan to edit it and add more to it (like I want to with a good amount of my other poems). If you can't find a meaning in it, well, you're in good company, because it seems kind of vague, even to me.

I know that poems should take time to write and such, but does anyone else practice 'Stream of Conscious" writing here? It seems like a good amount of my poems are written and edited using this type of writing, or at least start out that way.

[shinra_27]

This was written my first year of college and I was in a really dark place at the time. I think this was the last time I wrote poetry. Not the best writing but the only thing I could find intact.

Bleak Twisted Night

Perceptive ravens land
In the bleak twisted sand
The blackness cruelty grew still
Reality forced to insanity against a single will
The designated place of beastly fear
Appropriate paranoia concealed in a single tear
A shove from behind
A prolonged piercing cry extremely unkind
A bewildered grasp at life's last fragile breath
The luminous water unveiled imminent death
Perceptive ravens take flight
In the bleak twisted night

[Mistress Sheena]

First thing's first.

I love this idea, don't get me wrong. It takes away all of those individual poetry threads and lumps them all into one messy, unorganized box. (See where I'm going with this?)

Mind you, I don't think a thread like this should be mandatory for people to post their poetry in. Sometimes people don't feel comfortable doing something like that.

Another thing, is that this takes away from forum content. All the poetry in this thread would make the forum look baren, aside from what author discussions we have.

I may be wrong in thinking this, but I don't think this will really work. And I'm not going to sticky this thread because we have enough stickies as it is in this forum.

If the literary works thread was updated regularly, all of the poetry threads by people would be linked to in there in an organized manner.

Now, if you did that in the first post and organized everything, it could work, but again, would take away the uh.. core content of this forum and make it look empty.

That's just my take on it though, as the forum's moderator.

So, bottom line: I want a million threads hanging around. It makes this place seem active.

[Vesphiel]

Life is like a ball,
It bounces up,
Then spins about,
And soon comes falling down.

Life is like a piece of candy
Colorful and bright,
But after sucking much too long
It's dull and undisguised.

The sweetness and the joy that once
you held on so dear,
Is now an empty shell which
Soon will disappear.

Deplorable how fragile,
Astounding at its grace,
Destructive at it’s' mercy,
But none the less to face.

[diaryofjane]

The Ending
by JMO(me)

Death is not the end of life.
But, not the ending.
After life there is a new being.
As angles with wings,
Or as angles without their wings (fallen angles)
The sun shows us hope, when
All is lost.
The moon gives us light when, darkness comes, as it
Crosses our darkest memory.
Still, that’s not the ending.
When you give up on live, Love is not ending on you,
But love is, and will always go on without you.
There is no ending,
Only when you want there to
Be an ending.
Death is the end of life. And it is
Not the end, but the being of a new life that’s waiting for you.
All you need to do is keep going.
Even in the after life

[Totakeke777]

Looking

I am looking, waiting
for anything to do
anything exciting
to make me feel anew

I am looking, searching
for anyone who'll care
I don't care who it is
just anyone who'll dare

I am still looking.
I will for a long time
for anything, for anyone
with reason and rhyme

Maybe I should rethink this
Looking's not enough
You need to have some sort of start
regardless smooth or rough

So, hear me all!
Far and Wide!
Anymore
I shall not hide

For I now know
One way or another
I don't look for them,
we find each other...

A Poem by Totakeke777
Thank you for reading.