Let me know what you guys think. Here are a couple I wrote most recently, but I haven't really written anything solid in months. These 2 in particular show the way I view him as a musician and a person. Enjoy

Prince’s free spirit

You can’t make him follow your rules
He always makes his own
He’s a free spirit who always desires
A new song to call his home

He changes directions like the wind
When he feels that it’s right
Writing when he feels he has to
When his eternal flame is burning bright

Though his sky has a limit
Unreachable, it seems
It’s a feat only accomplished
Within his wildest dreams

He longs for a world
Only his music can reach
His goal lies
In finding the tune
That holds that freedom’s key

His heart longs for things
Few mortals know exists
His music has shown him repeatedly
That feeling of ultimate bliss

He is an old soul
That stays young at heart
Impossible as it sounds
His journey has only just made its start
-----
Prince [the man] in a nutshell

He thinks with his heart
As well as his head
Even Immorality
Offers no guarantee
That all of his words will be said

He stands alone
With no rivals in sight
All he needs is his guitar
To make his songs take flight

His deck is stacked
With random faces
That fill in the cracks
And empty spaces

His many names & identities
Speak in one tongue
Live in the many songs
He has written and sung

The cards he holds
Determine his fate
He chooses his own
Not fearing what lies in wait

As long as time will let him
He has many lessons yet to teach
The sky will be the limit
He has the power to reach

very nice you have great talent

Nice ; I really like them .

Girl, that is so beautiful the purple one himself could have written it.

UshKells said:

aww thanks... but im nowhere near as good as Prince.
But dare I say he's a wonderful subject
One of the best I've ever had for my poetry, if not the best. Here are a couple of more I wrote after listening 2 "The Beautiful Ones" and "Computer Blue" (in their entirity).

‘The Beautiful Ones’ reaction
Tearful eyes
Piercing lips
Trying with all their might
To speak out his wish

Longing for a connection
That refuses to break
To offer a guarantee
His heart will never ache

We both agree
We know what we want
We reach to touch one another
But all we get is static
And an empty promise


Reaction 2: ‘Computer Blue’

Intoxicating majesty
Shivers run down my spine
As we journey down that hallway
Referring to each by name
As he walks that lonely line

A strong sensation of incense
Dulling the senses
Bewitching my mind
Taking away my free will
That no longer can be mine

Mysterious and sad
Unusual but familiar
He walks a path only he can tread
Could his guitar be the tears he refuses to shed?

Sending chills down my spine
Like nothing I’ve ever seen
I wonder what’s on his mind
And what does he dream?

Spinning out of control
Unable to make heads or tails of who loses and who wins
What’s up and what is down?
Where does one song ends and the next one begin?

DreamyPopRoyalty said:

girl once again, you and his purple badness should collab. but i don't want to say that too loud otherwise he'll sue you for copyrights =P

DreamyPopRoyalty said:

These two poems as well as the earlier two, have very nice imagery in several places, that is your strongest point as a poet, your weakness is in the beat, prose poem can be off, however, if you intend to write forever, you will figure, that you can reword something to match, the syllabic count from the previous line, that you are rhyming. One of my instructors taught me, that a writer's greatest tool, is time and revision....I threw a lot away. I enjoyed your work.
[Edited 10/14/07 16:36pm]

Tame said:

Thanx for posting. This is kind of ur area, so I did expect more detailed reply from u. I appreciate it.

DreamyPopRoyalty said:

All 4 poems are very good, i enjoyed reading them. Great arrangement of stanzas.

Here's a poem I wrote a few months ago while basking in the glow of my friendship with a fellow Purpleneck. Her words of encouragement lifted me from the depths of self-doubt and inspired me to write:

Purple Words

The letter I wrote u remains unsent.
But what is it I’m waiting 4?
Perhaps I await destiny’s consent,
As I always have b4.

Will I ever get 2 say
Hello 2 u, face-2-face?
Will something still b in the way,
A barrier in time and space?

I hope one day 2 live my dream,
2 speak with u, and hear a tune:
Purple Rain, or maybe Cream,
Underneath the cherry moon.

And say that I feel truly blessed
2 have ur music in my soul
Helping me 2 do my best
And 2 realize every goal.

U’ve helped me cope with pain and strife,
U’ve seen me through the fire.
U’ve made an impact on my life,
U’ve helped 2 take me higher.

It started back in ‘84
And hasn’t wavered since:
The great respect which I hold 4
The One and Only Prince.
[Edited 10/14/07 18:06pm]

hang on tight, guys.

After I get back from class, I'll post another poem.
Well, it's more like a list cuz it doesn't rhyme. But let's just saying at the time, I was wondering if Prince was a name that could accurately describe him.

DreamyPopRoyalty & Love4oneanother,
I like your poems too. Very nice

shouldnt this be on artists thread?

syble said:

The poetry is about Prince, right? haha... so I think its where it belongs.

I just came up with this haiku, inspired by the haiku thread inspired by mine.

Thru ebony eyes,
the yin and yang coincide,
within Prince's soul.

Given that, I could very well come up with several other poems with the same theme. But I won't post them until I'm sure they're perfect

All of the poetry is amazing! It's such and acurate depiction of the man and the musician

I wrote this one back in mid-March... right around the time I saw "Purple Rain" the first time.
It's not one of my best.
But I'll see if I can come up with something better later after I see the movie again.

Response to “Purple Rain”

Flashback in time
To a more simple time
When music was music
And rhyme was rhyme

Music wasn’t art
It was only words
Nothing extraordinary
Was anything I heard

Then there was someone else
A new figure had appeared
Once he got started going
My view became clear

Music was art
Poetry for the ear
Poetry for the heart
All other views disappeared

Passion and fire
Resided in his eyes
So many different genres
Each song housed a new surprise

His grip on me tightened
No matter how time passed
His movie made an impression
For all time, it would last

A new state of mind
A new song to sing
A new voice for which
My ears would ring

Extraordinary
Is all I could say
One thing was sure
No matter how time passed
In my heart, he always stayed