Our little Poets... - Page 13

heat · 06 Oct 2003, 23:59

Quote:

Originally Posted by Eyeore

Heat, you're stuff is very reminiscent of my early stuff. . .te really non-rhymey stuff. Weird. . .Maybe it's just me who sees it. But all the same I really like the latest one. Such a simple statement. And very effective.

Thanks Eyeore.

I guess i always found rhyming poems remind me of being in primary school - i can remember my teacher telling me that all my poems HAD to rhyme. I hated it - all that conformity is just so not me

Rob The Badger · 07 Oct 2003, 00:06

I know what you mean, but I can't say much coz a lot of the poems I'm writing at the mo rhyme in places. lol.

Rob The Badger · 08 Oct 2003, 23:58

I am all there is.
It's just me who needs saving.
Me, and no one else.

heat · 09 Oct 2003, 00:12

I pick up the handset,
the dial tone humming.
Aniticipation, fear, excitment,
jostling for first place.
I dial the number,
listen to the clicks.
The first ring, the second,
the third.
Then you.
Only you.

Rob The Badger · 09 Oct 2003, 17:00

V.Cool Heat

Chris · 09 Oct 2003, 23:21

Silence
the tapping of nervous fingers
silence
the pounding of an anxious heart
silence

RING
that's it
RING
the panic starts rising
RING
a trembling hand extends
Hello?

heat · 09 Oct 2003, 23:26

Chris - i really do like your peom - so from the heart - amazing.

Bren · 10 Oct 2003, 21:43

Hi Heat , Hi Chris, i like your poems
great to see you both posting here

Bren

Chris · 10 Oct 2003, 23:38

Cheers Bren. I have my moments

I think I will try and do some more one day.

dottie · 10 Oct 2003, 23:52

The page was grey,
The mind was blank,
The posting inane,
But who was to blame?

It was not me she said,
I was not here,
I'd just popped out
To buy a bed.

Bren · 11 Oct 2003, 00:52

Love it Dottie

Bren

ROSIE · 11 Oct 2003, 21:00

I guess everyone is watching the football????

Rosie
I'm going to bed

Rob The Badger · 12 Oct 2003, 11:34

Here's a one off.

Boy

“I’ve seen the future of all mankind!
So I’m going to leave you all behind . . .”

Don’t worry to wonder why,
Because I’m happy it should be this way,
Don’t you dare start to cry,
There’s not a bribe you could give to make me stay,

I’ve lived my life in Cardinal Sin
(Don’t be too alarmed, so have you)
So maybe I’ll murder the child within
For I’ve outgrown his innocent skin.

In a world where the life-stream is stagnant
There’s no room for an upheld chin
And you find yourself asking
“What is there left to believe in?”

So for now I’m off to bed
And back to the real world. . .

dottie · 12 Oct 2003, 23:42

[quote="Eyeore"]Here's a one off.

.”

Don’t worry to wonder why,
Because I’m happy it should be this way,
Don’t you dare start to cry,
There’s not a bribe you could give to make me stay,

Are you sure eyeore?

Rob The Badger · 12 Oct 2003, 23:55

I'll come back full time when the time's right for me. Cheers for the support.

dottie · 12 Oct 2003, 23:57

Quote:

Originally Posted by Eyeore

I'll come back full time when the time's right for me. Cheers for the support.

Take care my friend :)

Bren · 13 Oct 2003, 00:09

Quote:

Originally Posted by dottie

Quote:

Originally Posted by Eyeore

I'll come back full time when the time's right for me. Cheers for the support.

Take care my friend :)

Indeed, take care of yourself Eyeore,you have many friends here

remember that.

Bren

Rob The Badger · 14 Oct 2003, 22:20

I wonder sometimes,
Do you think of me
The way I think of you
When your head rest on your pillow?

When all I want to do
Is crash my head through the cathedral wall
And repent my every crime
You're there to sooth my eyes. . .
The Cardinal said:
"With a bleeding head,
He knelt down and cried"

I wonder
Am I ever in your mind
DO I EVER COME TO MIND
When you lie in bed.
With a bleeding head
I just break down and cry. . .

Wild_Honey · 15 Oct 2003, 13:16

Wonderful one, Eyeore!

dottie · 15 Oct 2003, 13:25

When all I want to do
Is crash my head through the cathedral wall

Wait for a while,
and you will start to smile.

Rob The Badger · 18 Oct 2003, 02:23

I'm sorry to keep posting here bu this is all I can do to vent a lot of the crappy stuff I'm feeling right now. . so uh, I don't suppose any of the crap I'm writing now will have any relevance next week. So this poem is for right now.

day after day

Day after day
At half past seven
The orange hum of a sun bleached hillside
Glows and beams like an angels wing

The cold side of the pillow
Provides little comfort
For the thoughts of another day,
Another body-wrecking, soul-corroding day,
Well, they creep and seep into every crevace of your mind
The moans and groans of Mondays past
Darken the lines of my face

And so with an aching back
And a throbbing heart
I clamber out of bed

And I dress myself
And I cleanse myself
And I don't bother,
With such vulgar things
As breakfast
Or the coming of ones hair
But I slap on my cap
And I get out of the house
And I walk
And I walk
And I sing to myself

These things are dull
(I know)
Same as it ever was
Same as it ever was

The day makes dull(er)
What could have possibly been
Possibility. . .

And I walk home
With the sun on my neck
And the wind picks up so much
But it passes me by
Unfortunately. . .
So I walk and I walk and I talk and I talk
Oh do shut up please. . .
Same as it ever was
Same as it ever was

The west stabs the sun
It bleeds over the hillsides
Staining them deeply crimson
And the sun dies slowly
nobly
slowly
Same as it ever was

The Gods light stars to warm their hands
And blankets of blackness cover the land

The sounds of life and the sights of the city
Draw me from my bed to the window
I long to be with them
(With you)
Who laughs and cries and jeers and lies
And lives a life that I'd love to call my own

(But I won't go out tonight
I'll stay in and get things done. . .)

The enveloping warmth of a broken bed
Seems to heal my broken spine
Seems to hold back the tears for one more hour. . .

The drink is poured
The glasses smashed
And from the depths of the house
The yells of very ugly people can be heard

A left and a right and the land is ours
And the broken glasses mirrors the evening sky

And I lie in bed and cry
I lie in bed and cry
No one tells me what to do
No one tells me who to love
No one tells me where to go
"Oh leave him be,
He'll find his way,
someday"

So as I climb back
Into the uncomfortable
Aching bed
I'm feeling so desperately lonely tonight
And there's no one to be seen
There's no one I can dream of
(Not even you)
Who can tell me 'It's ok'
In that condecending way. . .
And make me feel happy for a while. . .

So I'll fall out of bed
Maybe once, maybe twice
And I'll lie on the bedroom floor and stare
I'll simply stare
And
no
one
really
cares
. . .

Bren · 18 Oct 2003, 03:12

Good to see you Eyeore

That is a very powerful and beautifully written poem, i love the first verse
It's good that you are writing them, i always find writing things down helps.
this poem, very good indeed Eyore.
Bren

Rob The Badger · 19 Oct 2003, 13:14

Thanks Bren. . .much appreciated.

dottie · 19 Oct 2003, 13:40

Eyeore this brought tears to my eyes

Rob The Badger · 19 Oct 2003, 15:21

Quote:

Originally Posted by dottie

Eyeore this brought tears to my eyes

It's a very honest piece. As I said, it was a poem for that moment. I wrote down every thought that was in my head. Every one of those verses is something I thought about. That's why it's so disjointed, some of the metaphors are poetic, some are not. But uh. . .it's just a coping mechanism really. Writing all the stuff down gets it out of my head for a while.
I really think that poem is my life on paper. It's me, or what I know about me. Right now anyway. So err. . .there I am I guess.

07 Oct 2003, 00:06	#302
Rob The Badger Too sexy for this post Join Date: 14.04.2002 Location: Manchester, UK Posts: 2,895	I know what you mean, but I can't say much coz a lot of the poems I'm writing at the mo rhyme in places. lol.

08 Oct 2003, 23:58	#303
Rob The Badger Too sexy for this post Join Date: 14.04.2002 Location: Manchester, UK Posts: 2,895	I am all there is. It's just me who needs saving. Me, and no one else.

09 Oct 2003, 00:12	#304
heat Rampant Loafer... Join Date: 29.07.2002 Location: welshy wales Posts: 5,706	I pick up the handset, the dial tone humming. Aniticipation, fear, excitment, jostling for first place. I dial the number, listen to the clicks. The first ring, the second, the third. Then you. Only you.

09 Oct 2003, 17:00	#305
Rob The Badger Too sexy for this post Join Date: 14.04.2002 Location: Manchester, UK Posts: 2,895	V.Cool Heat

09 Oct 2003, 23:21	#306
Chris Mega Loafer Join Date: 14.04.2002 Location: Somewhere in the real world. Posts: 7,527	Silence the tapping of nervous fingers silence the pounding of an anxious heart silence RING that's it RING the panic starts rising RING a trembling hand extends Hello?

09 Oct 2003, 23:26	#307
heat Rampant Loafer... Join Date: 29.07.2002 Location: welshy wales Posts: 5,706	Chris - i really do like your peom - so from the heart - amazing.

10 Oct 2003, 21:43	#308
Bren The Bat Join Date: 23.03.2003 Location: Roosting on a Silver-Black Phantom Bike. Posts: 10,017	Hi Heat , Hi Chris, i like your poems great to see you both posting here Bren

10 Oct 2003, 23:38	#309
Chris Mega Loafer Join Date: 14.04.2002 Location: Somewhere in the real world. Posts: 7,527	Cheers Bren. I have my moments I think I will try and do some more one day.

10 Oct 2003, 23:52	#310
dottie queen post- whore extraordinaire Join Date: 29.01.2003 Location: Still Rockin' at "72" Posts: 13,181	The page was grey, The mind was blank, The posting inane, But who was to blame? It was not me she said, I was not here, I'd just popped out To buy a bed.

11 Oct 2003, 00:52	#311
Bren The Bat Join Date: 23.03.2003 Location: Roosting on a Silver-Black Phantom Bike. Posts: 10,017	Love it Dottie Bren

11 Oct 2003, 21:00	#312
ROSIE Invisible again! Join Date: 30.06.2003 Location: Suffolk Posts: 1,240	I guess everyone is watching the football???? Rosie I'm going to bed

12 Oct 2003, 11:34	#313
Rob The Badger Too sexy for this post Join Date: 14.04.2002 Location: Manchester, UK Posts: 2,895	Here's a one off. Boy “I’ve seen the future of all mankind! So I’m going to leave you all behind . . .” Don’t worry to wonder why, Because I’m happy it should be this way, Don’t you dare start to cry, There’s not a bribe you could give to make me stay, I’ve lived my life in Cardinal Sin (Don’t be too alarmed, so have you) So maybe I’ll murder the child within For I’ve outgrown his innocent skin. In a world where the life-stream is stagnant There’s no room for an upheld chin And you find yourself asking “What is there left to believe in?” So for now I’m off to bed And back to the real world. . .

12 Oct 2003, 23:42	#314
dottie queen post- whore extraordinaire Join Date: 29.01.2003 Location: Still Rockin' at "72" Posts: 13,181	[quote="Eyeore"]Here's a one off. .” Don’t worry to wonder why, Because I’m happy it should be this way, Don’t you dare start to cry, There’s not a bribe you could give to make me stay, Are you sure eyeore?

12 Oct 2003, 23:55	#315
Rob The Badger Too sexy for this post Join Date: 14.04.2002 Location: Manchester, UK Posts: 2,895	I'll come back full time when the time's right for me. Cheers for the support.

14 Oct 2003, 22:20	#318
Rob The Badger Too sexy for this post Join Date: 14.04.2002 Location: Manchester, UK Posts: 2,895	I wonder sometimes, Do you think of me The way I think of you When your head rest on your pillow? When all I want to do Is crash my head through the cathedral wall And repent my every crime You're there to sooth my eyes. . . The Cardinal said: "With a bleeding head, He knelt down and cried" I wonder Am I ever in your mind DO I EVER COME TO MIND When you lie in bed. With a bleeding head I just break down and cry. . .

15 Oct 2003, 13:16	#319
Wild_Honey Super Loafer Join Date: 23.03.2003 Location: Windeck, Germany Posts: 606	Wonderful one, Eyeore!

15 Oct 2003, 13:25	#320
dottie queen post- whore extraordinaire Join Date: 29.01.2003 Location: Still Rockin' at "72" Posts: 13,181	When all I want to do Is crash my head through the cathedral wall Wait for a while, and you will start to smile.

18 Oct 2003, 02:23	#321
Rob The Badger Too sexy for this post Join Date: 14.04.2002 Location: Manchester, UK Posts: 2,895	I'm sorry to keep posting here bu this is all I can do to vent a lot of the crappy stuff I'm feeling right now. . so uh, I don't suppose any of the crap I'm writing now will have any relevance next week. So this poem is for right now. day after day Day after day At half past seven The orange hum of a sun bleached hillside Glows and beams like an angels wing The cold side of the pillow Provides little comfort For the thoughts of another day, Another body-wrecking, soul-corroding day, Well, they creep and seep into every crevace of your mind The moans and groans of Mondays past Darken the lines of my face And so with an aching back And a throbbing heart I clamber out of bed And I dress myself And I cleanse myself And I don't bother, With such vulgar things As breakfast Or the coming of ones hair But I slap on my cap And I get out of the house And I walk And I walk And I sing to myself These things are dull (I know) Same as it ever was Same as it ever was The day makes dull(er) What could have possibly been Possibility. . . And I walk home With the sun on my neck And the wind picks up so much But it passes me by Unfortunately. . . So I walk and I walk and I talk and I talk Oh do shut up please. . . Same as it ever was Same as it ever was The west stabs the sun It bleeds over the hillsides Staining them deeply crimson And the sun dies slowly nobly slowly Same as it ever was The Gods light stars to warm their hands And blankets of blackness cover the land The sounds of life and the sights of the city Draw me from my bed to the window I long to be with them (With you) Who laughs and cries and jeers and lies And lives a life that I'd love to call my own (But I won't go out tonight I'll stay in and get things done. . .) The enveloping warmth of a broken bed Seems to heal my broken spine Seems to hold back the tears for one more hour. . . The drink is poured The glasses smashed And from the depths of the house The yells of very ugly people can be heard A left and a right and the land is ours And the broken glasses mirrors the evening sky And I lie in bed and cry I lie in bed and cry No one tells me what to do No one tells me who to love No one tells me where to go "Oh leave him be, He'll find his way, someday" So as I climb back Into the uncomfortable Aching bed I'm feeling so desperately lonely tonight And there's no one to be seen There's no one I can dream of (Not even you) Who can tell me 'It's ok' In that condecending way. . . And make me feel happy for a while. . . So I'll fall out of bed Maybe once, maybe twice And I'll lie on the bedroom floor and stare I'll simply stare And no one really cares . . .

18 Oct 2003, 03:12	#322
Bren The Bat Join Date: 23.03.2003 Location: Roosting on a Silver-Black Phantom Bike. Posts: 10,017	Good to see you Eyeore That is a very powerful and beautifully written poem, i love the first verse It's good that you are writing them, i always find writing things down helps. this poem, very good indeed Eyore. Bren

19 Oct 2003, 13:14	#323
Rob The Badger Too sexy for this post Join Date: 14.04.2002 Location: Manchester, UK Posts: 2,895	Thanks Bren. . .much appreciated.

19 Oct 2003, 13:40	#324
dottie queen post- whore extraordinaire Join Date: 29.01.2003 Location: Still Rockin' at "72" Posts: 13,181	Eyeore this brought tears to my eyes