Maia7 said:

Thanks Maia
add one.

EmbattledWarrior said:

If that was awful, then this is awfuler:
(Didn't notice the honey wine/kissed connection. Nice.)

EmbattledWarrior said:

Biggest Lie of All


I humbly lie
on the floor
naked to the truth
that I cannot deny you

I tell a lie
to myself
that dreams do not come true
though I've already met you

I even lie
awake and try
to create an alibi
for where this heart has been

So if I say that you're no longer needed
it's because I've hit the wall
and if I say that you're no longer needed
it's the biggest lie of all

I tell myself
that I could
walk away at any time
when I know my feet won't go

I tell my friends
that I prefer
another guy
but they already know

I even lie
awake and try
to create an alibi
for where this heart has been

So if I say that you're no longer needed
it's because I've hit the wall
and if I say that you're no longer needed
it's the biggest lie of all

Girdle said:

This is just...well...goooood...
Universal, I would say.....

But you just put it so eloquently into poetry...

EmbattledWarrior said:

And you're being modest now...
lol

Oh, negate that....I just saw the "hehe"....


[Edited 10/8/07 10:29am]

Maia7 said:

You're too nice...thanks.....I'm learning. lol

And if you know any other poets that you think might
want to take part, send them the word...the more the
merrier, I always say!

And I'm just in here shootin' the breeze, cuz I don't
have a "poetry thought" in my head right now...

The Balloon Man

The balloon man cometh
dressed like a clown
with his beautiful bouquet
of reds, and blues, & greens.

I asked him, where are the yellow ones?
He smiled a huge grin
and said he gave the last one away
to a very lonely kid.

So I paid the clown for all his balloons.
and asked him to deliver them
to the lonely little kid.

The clown instead took me there.
I reached for the little boy's hand
and said I'd love to see you smile,
what would it take I asked.

He looked at me with big blue eyes
a smile already upon his face.
He said to me, your company madam
and your caring is all it takes.


But the balloons are welcome too.

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Maia7 said:

awwwww, thanks honey!

Fuck it. I've been debating every time I see this thread about whether or not I should post something. But fuck it I'm gonna. If it sucks, you people don't know me so what have I got to worry about, right? I write it for myself, so it probably structurally flawed or whatever, and it doesn't have a title....

Look around and what do I see
Range of Mountains there for you and me
Seize the day and climb them with me
Out love is the only guide we need

See the water in the East
The tides rise 6 feet at least
Why don't we dive in
And see what's in store for you and me

Maybe the mountains will crumble
Right underneath our feet
Maybe we'll trip and stumble
Come with me and see
[Edited 10/8/07 22:57pm]

Volitan said:

very nice. thanks 4 sharing

your Welcome
Obsessed
Girdle &
Missmad

Volitan nice poem

Volitan said:

Nice. Add another...and maybe pick a new topic, I think we're all out of love.

Who says we're all out of love?

http://youtube.com/watch?v=T8NhJNpQlsY

Now can somebody explain "You're what?... Tin roof, rust!"

Silent Crack

There’s a silent crack
in the pavement
that cries out
to be fixed.
People walk over it every day
unaware
The rain attempts
to wash it clean
but dirt and grit keep sifting in.
Growing wider and deeper
it cries out in pain...
People look down
and say someone should really fix that
cuz someone could get hurt.

obsessed said:

Is this the start of a new topic?
If so, which is it...Silence or Cracks?

Girdle said:

didn't know we were certain on the topic stuff

EmbattledWarrior said:

It's not that rigid, so I'm sure the topic is only if we wish to follow. That's probably what she'll say, too.
I was only teasing. Something about the title made me chuckle, though I like what she did with the poem.

Nice to have you and your poetry back EmbattledWarrior...
seems we're missing several people...hopefully some will return.

As far as topics go you guys, I've kinda been doing my own thing over here..
I'm really laid back about the whole thing....somethin' trips a trigger in
my mind during the day, and I just take it from there.

I'm not in your league by any means yet, and I'm just honored that
you guys want to take part....I can learn from you as I go along...
my first teacher gave up on me!

obsessed said:

Its funny cause i don't read much poetry..
On occaision i'll read some frost, Langston hughes, Frost or sylvia plath...
but they don't inspire as much as novel writers...
when it comes to this poetry/song writing thing
you just gotta focus on things that inspire you...
If you look at alot of my poems
I use alot imagery and references, mostly to books
(im a greek mythology buff so i incorporate it in my writing etc..)
my whole imagery style was stolen from Earnest Hemmingway whos probably the king of prose
But i digress...
To write anything, you gotta feel it...
Unfortunately im a morbid cat who likes to sulk in a glass of wine and write deppressive stuff, but every now and then I write some brisk and sexual...
becaus ethats part of my personality as well
I may be deppressive but im also extremely sexual...
thus my writing is that way...
Your very good
you just need a little more confidence...
Think of the words as your lovers
and make love to them...

missmad said:

thank you missmad

with some poems,less turns out to be more.

obsessed said:

so did I,..the whole thread
thank you & thanks to everyone that read and replied.
a grateful thanks to those leaving us with these beautiful words....

EmbattledWarrior said:

I love this line.

tony23k said:

It is fun to re-read, but we really could use some more dayum poetry in here!

EmbattledWarrior said:

Thank you, that's the key right there "to write anything, you gotta feel it".
My confidence is growing stronger every day...the way I look at it is I'm
writing for myself....that also makes it much easier. If someone else enjoys
it, that's an added plus.

That image will be stuck in my mind now..."think of the words as my lovers
and make love to them"....I believe I can do that... lol

obsessed said:

Exactly, when you commodotize stuff like music and poetry
you fall into the slips of satisfying people.
Theres only one person to satisfy...
Yourself

artesia

not a sound.
not anything that can be found.

not a past tense
nor a sense.

From within,that's
artesia

not ablend.
not anything you can mend,
not a fragrance or
a dance.

From within,that's
artesia

tony23k said:

missmad said:

ty,M

Very nice, Tony...

untitled


all the things around us are essential
before life there was time
cause of life? unknown
deeper still is death
every breath has been counted
for this is true
given it was made that way
he/she only knows why
in time you'll know too
journey's we all take
keeping track of events and dates
loving all that comes your way
make sense?
now,life is more essential
or not.
play the game
quickly,quickly we're
running out of
sacred
time
until you verify your life is time
wisdom will
x
your
zone.


10/13/07
t