Members Poetry and Writing

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  1. B.Larset

    B.Larset Well-Known Member Past Donor

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    A place we can post our poetry and writing.
    Got a blog piece to share?
    Have an article on a specific issue you have written?
    Post it here for other members of the forum to see.
    I look forward to reading your posts and sharing mine.
    Thanks B.larset
     
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    B.Larset Well-Known Member Past Donor

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    The man said,”: but see me once and see the way I feel.”

    Online here or was it another place.
    Same ID? Pm’s? Contacts list?
    These places at times have
    the same traces. And put me
    in a gloom to search my mood
    to move and feel for the new.
    Maybe back to the old ,
    or is it a fresher bold?

    Dancers here step to quick?
    Nah to slow? My partners
    getting old. I need relief I’ve
    lost my belief. Should I bolt
    like a thief? Oh hell just leave!

    Hustlers and shills, whiners
    and -players for real. Takes
    a bunch to make a place, even
    in moderation. Ah-that may
    be an over generalization.
    Then again what’s the alteration an
    altercation? Management knows.

    When the floor is new or
    clear and the moods right-
    then god! The dancing’s so nice.
    Threads flow like wine and drinking
    It’s so fine. Besting ourselves.
    Watching and waiting -finding
    needing, breeding our thoughts.
    And posting in jubilation.

    Together or never again.
    The lonely only need apply.
    Why? Everybody knows the
    dancing can be so fine.
    Two as one- that sort a thing.
    Get all dressed up with your
    special bling- an dinga linga
    ring, make your image sing.
     
    Learn the forums decorum.
    Get a clue and state your
    passions.Defend your position with
    logic and thought backed by ration.
    And less with exaggeration or
    insensitive gyration.

    Weathered and seasoned tempered
    with reason. See who reacts.
    Defend the attacks!
    Keep track to warrant the payback.
    Foster your patience and ignore
    your excitations and build your
    relations. And grow your reputation.
     
  3. Chuz Life

    Chuz Life Active Member Past Donor

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    I used to write poems a lot (years ago) and I have some favorites written by others. Recently the subject came up with some other members, so I thought it would be nice to have a place where we can all share either favorite poems written by others (watch the copyrights- NAME the authors!) and / or,... share one of your own writing.

    This is a poem that was written in caligraphy and hung on my grandmothers livingroom wall through my childhood. I used to think my mother wrote it (she died when I was a baby); It was in her handwriting and was really nicely done. I only recently found it elsewhere on the net.

    "WHO, in his chosen realm of art...
    Sings a new song, or plants a tree.
    Becomes, himself, a living part...
    Of Earth's creative majesty."

    -Cora A. Matson Dolson ​


    Enjoy!
     
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    Haiku by a Cat

    Lamp shatters on floor
    I’ve been having so much fun
    Why are you crying?

    I show you my love
    And since I’m a great hunter
    This rat is for you.
     
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    Chuz Life Active Member Past Donor

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    What style is your writing style called B. Larset?

    I've seen a lot of poems lately written in that style.

    Is it just called "freestyle?"

    - Chuz
     
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    B.Larset Well-Known Member Past Donor

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    Thanks. I wasn't aware of the style. It's very good.
    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Haiku
     
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    Chuz Life Active Member Past Donor

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    Combining the two; "why did the chicken cross the road?"
    Answered with a limerick.

    Why?

    A chicken about to be sold
    escaped, then ran cross' the road
    it didn't quite make it
    The finder could bake it
    But breaded and fried, I was told!

    --Chuz Life 7/25/09

    Another one;

    This Lim-er-ick ends at line 4
    and It's meant to convey
    My thoughts in a way,...
    that doesn't require four more!

    --Chuz Life 7/24/09
     
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    The Soldiers Prayer

    "And When He Gets To Heaven,
    To Saint Peter He Will Tell;
    One More Marine Reporting Sir,
    I've Served My Time In Hell"

    Marine Grave inscription on Guadalcanal, 1942
     
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    I wrote this song to the tune of Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow! the last autumn that Bush was still in office and when Congress was considering the bailouts. :frustrated:

    Oh the stock market’s acting frightful
    To see the greed-fest end delightful
    So we shouldn’t pay for their bail
    Let ‘em fail, let’em fail, let ‘em fail.

    It doesn’t show any signs of stopping
    And the taxpayers’ ire is popping
    Why not let justice prevail
    Let ‘em fail, let’em fail, let ‘em fail.

    When they finally turn off the lights
    Cause no one can pay their bill
    Will they finally have insight
    That the people have had our fill.

    The economy is slowly dying
    And people have stopped their buying
    So throw the greedy ones in jail
    Let ‘em fail, let’em fail, let ‘em fail.
     
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    I really like both of those poems. Very nice! :)
     
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    It's the Soldier

    Charles M. Province



    A protest raged on a courthouse lawn,
    Round a makeshift stage they charged on,
    Fifteen hundred or more they say,
    Had come to burn a Flag that day.
    A boy held up the folded Flag,
    Cursed it, and called it a dirty rag.
    An OLD MAN pushed through the angry crowd,
    With a rusty shotgun shouldered proud.

    His uniform jacket was old and tight,
    He had polished each button, shiny and bright.
    He crossed that stage with a soldier's grace,
    Until he and the boy stood face to face.

    "FREEDOM OF SPEECH", the OLD MAN said,
    "Is worth dying for, good men are dead,
    So you can stand on this courthouse lawn,
    And talk us down from dusk to dawn,
    But before any Flag gets burned today,
    This OLD MAN IS GOING TO HAVE HIS SAY!!

    My father died on a foreign shore,
    In a war they said would end all war.
    But Tommy and I wasn't even full grown,
    Before we fought in a war of our own.
    And Tommy died on Iwo Jima's beach,
    In the shadow of a hill he couldn't quite reach
    Where five good men raised this Flag so high,
    That the WHOLE WORLD COULD SEE IT FLY.

    I got this bum leg that I still drag,
    Fighting for this same old Flag.
    Now there's but one shot in this old gun,
    So now it's time to decide which one,
    Which one of you will follow our lead,
    To stand and die for what you believe?
    For as sure as there is a rising sun,
    You'll burn before this Flag burns, son.

    Now this riot never came to pass.
    The crowd got quiet and that can of gas,
    Got set aside as they walked away
    To talk about what they had heard this day.
    And the boy who had called it a "dirty rag",
    Handed the OLD SOLDIER the folded Flag.

    So the battle of the Flag this day was won
    By a tired OLD SOLDIER with a rusty gun,
    Who for one last time, had to show to some,
    THIS FLAG MAY FADE, YET THESE COLORS DON'T RUN
     
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    no need to believe



    the wind will always catch you



    just breathe deeply
     
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    Chuz Life Active Member Past Donor

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    Someone toss up a subject and all of us (that want to) can write a poem about it. (Not abortion please)

    :trout:
     
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    A Dream

    Edgar Allan Poe



    In visions of the dark night
    I have dreamed of joy departed-
    But a waking dream of life and light
    Hath left me broken-hearted.

    Ah! what is not a dream by day
    To him whose eyes are cast
    On things around him with a ray
    Turned back upon the past?

    That holy dream- that holy dream,
    While all the world were chiding,
    Hath cheered me as a lovely beam
    A lonely spirit guiding.

    What though that light, thro' storm and night,
    So trembled from afar-
    What could there be more purely bright
    In Truth's day-star?
     
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    B.Larset Well-Known Member Past Donor

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    What I like to do is find a rhythm like in a song. I stay kind of close to that. One thing I started doing is I use songs - I will listen to the same song the whole time I write so my mood and the tempo of the words stay close to what I originally started with. My mood will adjust to fit the music most times and that will dictate how my writing is. In Forum Dancers Chuz I opened the poem with words from the song, "Dont let the sun go down on Me", I was listeneing to that while I wrote it. Another interesting note is that Forum Dancers started as a PM to someone.
    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Meter_(poetry)
     
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    Thank God. :mrgreen: BTW I loved your limerick, Chuz.
     
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    Which one?
     
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    Wow.. Look at the rhythm in that baby..Its really thought provoking and so true amazing. Thanks Luna.
     
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    Alone

    Edgar Allan Poe



    From childhood's hour I have not been
    As others were; I have not seen
    As others saw; I could not bring
    My passions from a common spring.

    From the same source I have not taken
    My sorrow; I could not awaken
    My heart to joy at the same tone;
    And all I loved, I loved alone.

    Then- in my childhood, in the dawn
    Of a most stormy life- was drawn
    From every depth of good and ill
    The mystery which binds me still:

    From the torrent, or the fountain,
    From the red cliff of the mountain,
    From the sun that round me rolled
    In its autumn tint of gold,

    From the lightning in the sky
    As it passed me flying by,
    From the thunder and the storm,
    And the cloud that took the form

    (When the rest of Heaven was blue)
    Of a demon in my view.
     
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    kawa's frozen skin



    strong currents running below



    still I wait for you
     
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    dirty snow in boots



    walk the bridge looking down



    what now the flowers?
     
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    My favorite line!
     
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    B.Larset Well-Known Member Past Donor

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    It gets deeper! I was amazed at some of the study they have on works like Shakespears.
    I am looking at these next- Sonnets. I have a poem done I experimented with word association in it. And using one line phrases of eight lines each using the same word that in each verse add up to a message in the poem. "This Morning A Devotion". In my signature is part of a verse from it.
    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sonnet
     
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    anniversary



    memory what might have been



    the fire is cold
     

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