Our little Poets...

[Steve]

Thanks for your comments -


Summer Solstice

The gossamer veil falls on thoughts
Unlamented; the pain of memory fading
As recalled sight and sound are lost
In a blizzard of the now and new.

The quickening dawn beckons my senses.
I turn from the harsh, alluring night
To face the new day, anticipating the light
Framed in the stones that form my being.

Emerging rays raise the ancient triumph.
Now spent, fear of eternal night retreats;
So, too, is Chaos, ally of Darkness, routed
Before the advance of the golden host.

I stand, bathed in the warming glow -
Life reborn and soul refreshed.
My spirit, once cowed, rises again
To greet the heralds of peace and purpose.

The certainty of cycle, marked in season,
Foretells the return of shadowed enemies.
But now, I sense my Star will burn undimmed,
An ember of Hope in the coldly hostile night.


and


I Remember You

I remember you, haunter of my past dreams,
Half seen, half sensed in the dark recesses of my mind.
I remember you, belittler of my ambitions,
Your manic laughter accompanying each small failure.
I remember you.

I remember you, scavenger of my good fortune,
Lurking, circling out of reach of my angel's sword.
I remember you, siren of my survival,
Driving, teasing me from the paths of good and light.
I remember you.

I remember you, scarred and twisted creature,
As her renewed love seared and burned your evil form.
I remember you, pathetic product of my sadness,
Your anguished howls echoing distantly in the vaults of my being.
I remember you -

No more.



and finally,

The Lost Cause

I seek, but fail to find, my existence.
Rich but still poor,
Experience as wide as the sea and yet
Narrow as the Summer-dried stream.

Once I knew, could see, my goal, my purpose.
All other good withered in it's fixing glare.
My self, a tool to the greater need,
A willing sacrifice on a hopeless altar.

Now I survey my desert of riches,
The oasis of bleak, barren emptiness
In a scape teeming with good and hope.
Still, I ache for the pain.

The past: a wasteland of tortured evocation;
The present: a time to divert the rue;
The future: as empty as the unwritten page;
The object: the unreachable return.

[DIZZY DRUMMER]

Forbidden pleasures
Who makes the rules
Unfound treasures
And beautiful jewels

Can that line be crossed
What could we truly be
And at what cost
Do you see what I see
I know there is more there
Waiting to be found
Can you feel how much I care
I feel like I'm being drowned
If you knew the amount of desire
That I feel for you
My burning fire
That wants one to become two

[DIZZY DRUMMER]

The words "I miss you" can not display
The depths of how I care.

The words "I want you" do not betray
The extent of what I dare.

The words "I need you" can not convey
The extent of my prayer.

[DIZZY DRUMMER]

There are no guarantees
Life throws things at you
You can catch or miss them
But they will come, ready or not

I always looked for the real thing
Never trusting in the possibility
Risk-taking not my forte
Staying safe at all costs

Even playing it safe is not certain
Safe has hurt me
Zero risk gets zero gain
Sometimes playing it safe costs you more

It has me,
In not fighting the battle
you may lose the war
In not believing in a dream
You may never sleep peacefully again

So let go of the fear
Reach out for the flame
So what if you get burned
Better that then numb for life

Better to remember passion and joy
Along with the pain and tears
Then to have no memories worth
Remembering

So to hell with safe
I am going to gamble and bet
Until I win back everything I lost
And my life is what it was meant to be

[DIZZY DRUMMER]

It was at random that we met,
A chance that not many get.
When I heard the "Uh Oh",
How was I to know!
That you would turn out to be my special friend,
Someone who could be there,
Until the end.

No matter how I feel or what I do,
I know, in my heart,
That I can count on you.

I've never seen you,
Heard you, or touched you.
Those kind of chances are very few.

To meet someone from far away,
Never knowing if they're here to stay,
Not knowing if what they say is true,
Of what they're doing and telling you.

So far away, but yet so near,
The "not knowing" is the fear.
Is it truth, or is it lies?
Will a heart grow, or will it die?
Either way, the bonds of Friendship's strings are tied.

One's needs are met,
Some with regret.
Some with hope,
Some with pain.
But still, the answer is plain.

If we hadn't met,
On that very day,
Things would be different
In every way.

The emptiness may be filled,
A life may start to rebuild.
A heart may be broken,
Or made to mend;
All because of that
"Random Friend".

[rockfenris2005]

MOBY DICK MY ASS

Written by Ryan Letizia
Performed by Ryan Letizia

Once upon a time I was sailing on the sea
Fresh from all the farewells that m' friends gaveth to me
When outta depth and gloom - why - who should rise beneath
A dirty li'l devil caught me right between the teeth -
Well, in the end I always beat aggressive pain
Though, 'alf the time, it nearly drives me so insane
A whale has got to stay down in the depths of the ocean
A whale, m' friends, was never meant to do the locomotion
A whale is such a pest and I been swallowed by a few and
Frankly, there are more important things for me to do
Like boasting of m' flying 'ounds and sheep that split in 'alf
And while I'm on the subject, 'ow about the golden calf?
And dancin' prancin' and romanin' angels on a star
Fathoming the lengths of time to find out where we are
It's peevin' inappropriate that pequod's though abundant
Never realise, until late, 'ow much they really are redundant:
If I had m' precious sling which once I used to slay Goliath
I'd use it on that beastly labyrinthine of Leviath - an-d
If I were trifle bigger, say, in an equal height with God
I'd stamp 'im into pieces with a terrifying nod - oh
Damn them overbearing 'orrors with their titan-tails
That like to whack and splatter 'uman-kind with mighty scales
The force of triple-trident lightning bolts along with nails -
Oh curse 'em unforgiving, 'arsh, relentless -
Confound 'em acrimonious, calamitous -
Oh blast 'em malign, disobligin'
Feral savage grisly gallin'
Absolutely daft, appallin'
Tameless, broodin' and mordacious
Devilish, ferine o'gracious WHALES!

(c) 2002. Radical Wizardry Ltd.

[Bren]

Thankyou Steve, Fallen Angel 1000 and Rockfenris2005.....I enjoyed reading your poems, and it is nice to see new faces posting here

Keep posting them....

Bren

[KebLou]

Finished this last week but now I've finished tweaking with it, as near as I'll get to perfect.

Sorry (I know I promised)
Baby I'll see you there,
And maybe I'll see you there,
But I promise I ain't gonna be waiting here,
I know I promised that ages ago but now I swear,

And I know I promised you ages ago,
That I would leave here to meet you there,
But I'm gonna leave here today to run away from fear.

And all I ask is you will be waiting for me.

C) I Know and I know and I know,
I promised and I never delievere,
But now I wanna do just that.

Everytime I see a simle on the street,
I remember how I love you so
My heart seems to miss a beat,
And I forget how to use my feet.

And all I ask is you will be waiting for me.

C)

I don't know why, oh I don't know why,
I left before you arrived,
But I know I regret it,

And all I ask is you will remember me

C)x2

And all I ask is you will be waiting for me

C)x2

Baby I'll see you there,
And maybe I'll see you there,
But I promise I ain't gonna be waiting here,
I know I promised ages ago but now I swear.

[DIZZY DRUMMER]

I type my love for you
On the TV screen

Never will you truly know
Just how much you mean

Some may say it's crazy
But I don't really care

They could never understand
all that we have shared

All the nights you've spent with me
Felt like you were here

Always with a open heart
And an open ear

I never had to wonder
If you truly care

Because when I turn on my TV
You words are always there

[black dog]

That is so true for so many of us FA

[DIZZY DRUMMER]

I did not ask for it
It didn't matter how I dressed
I never gave the invitation
For you to touch my chest

I said "NO" one time
That should have been enough
Even though I was not afraid of anything
You realised I wasn't that tough

It hurt so bad - I can't explain
You took my pride and dignity away
So much anguish, so much pain
All this for a free lay

I thought you were the friend that I wanted
I trusted you with my life
When did you change
What are you doing with that knife

You have crushed me forever
Ripped the heart out of my soul
I am hollow inside now
There's a large inner hole

You betrayed all of my boundries
When you ripped my clothes
I feel like filth all over
From the tip of my head to my toes

My body was my shrine
To me very sacred
I used to have a lot of love in my heart
But not now, only hatred

I was terrified that day
When you nuzzeled my nape
I was petrified to say it outload
Now I'm strong and not afraid to say the word - RAPE!!

[KebLou]

I wrote these poems last year.

some of them are really funny I really don't know what I was thinking when I wrote these.

untitled
People think you are cool,
But they don't see you drool,
Or how you can't swim in a pool,
Or how really you're a fool,
And you're just putting on a show,
I know you transform into a crow,
You feel low,
But you can go,
Don't take things out on me,
Because I will make sure, stress you will see,
You act like a bee,
But your sting doesn't worry me.

Hard
I'm going, I'm leaving
I'm still grieving,
And you don't care,
To me you're a vicious bear,
How do you dare?
Be so rude,
Just because you think you're a dude.

Be Gone
I won't stay,
I want to be gone before May,
Another few months is to much,
One day at lunch,
I will leave,
Don't pretend to grieve,
If you cared this would not have happened,
I can't make you care,
Your love you must share,
But you won't till I go,
I am feeling so low,
So I won't stay,
I don't care if it's not OK.

Stressed
Stressing out,
Because of a stupid lout,
Thinking I've got no clout,
It's not you, it's about,
I have no space for what you sprout,
People call you a old trout.

[black dog]

I love the poems Keb they're great.

FA your poem has such feeling. It made me feel sick inside. But the feelings are so real.

[DIZZY DRUMMER]

There is no rhyme or reason
For the power of a hug
No matter what the season
It gives your heart a tug

When you're feeling sad
It makes the world look bright
Things don't seem so bad
When someone holds you tight

So remember when you're feeling low
Even though we're far apart
Just close your eyes and you will know
I'm hugging you in my heart.

[Rob The Badger]

Song of the Naïve Early Bird


Eyeless in the morning,
sun come up,
coffee cup,
Choking down the birdsong air.

A gleam in the eye,
a tear rolls down,
not a sound,
Face up against the window pane.

The rain left the air as
clear as your face,
won't erase,
the sadness in your eyes.

Green hills swimmin'
right through my head
Easily lead,
through my head,
through the air,
through the air.

Cherry blossom falling
Light as snow,
Wouldn't you know,
The sugar, sugar falling now. . .

Hold me close my darling
Honey Cup,
wake me up,
Honey Cup.

[DIZZY DRUMMER]

Can I share with you - this hurt so true
This perpetual pain - that erodes my brain
Tears I've cried - that have never touched my eyes
This void in my soul - is why I'll never be whole
I want my anger to be made real - for the gladness I'll never feel
The happiness promised but never gained - because in my heart it's always rained
Laughter, yes, there's a lot - but that just shields what I've not got
A broken body, mind & heart - what else is there that can rip me apart
This is how it's always been - the beautiful part of me you have never seen

[airhead]

I heard this poem on the internet

[b] Not blood of my blood
not bone of my bone
but miraculously my very own
don't forget
for a single minuite
that you didn't grow under my heart
but you grew inside it [b]

[RSG]

A project I did in school, the teacher, he wanted us to start with the title, Life is Dirt and use the following words, mud, weeds, brown, rocky, smooth, shrinking.

Life is dirt,
you choose to make it smooth
You will be hurt,
and you'll struggle with the truth
You'll drown in the mud,
and land with a thud
You'll scream and you shout
'till a hand reaches out
Life is a rocky path
Up and down, up and down
Your will may be shrinking,
brown scars appearing,
so quit your fearing
These weeds are the struggle and the fears,
A simple reminder of your strongest years!
My life is dirt.

[Rob The Badger]

Me and My Mistress

The Chinaman said
"There's a spot on your head
where the worm crawled under your skin".

Don't you, forget about me
I'm the only pleasent memory
That you'll ever see

Try not to get caught up in yourself,
You'll never get too far.

"I say, do you know what time it is?"
What's that then, Ben?
Don't worry, dear, it's
Just another old friend. . .

The ghost of Oscar Wilde
is banging at the door
Some poor ~~~~~~ shot the fu*ker
right down to the floor. . .

"We all kill the thing we love"
Well I kill the thing I hate,
And there's nothing in this world more trite:
A WOMAN WHO CANNOT WRITE

I didn't think it was possible
To kill the humble verse
Of course you drew your broadsword
I've never read anything worse. . .

So take your pen and awful script
and throw them into hell,
oh, and if you've got the time
chuck yourself in as well.

[KebLou]

Stepmum
"She walked in and changed my smile into tears, fears and depression"

She causes so much pain,
Yet she refuses to take some away,
She comes and changes,
Rules set in place for years.
She even breaks her own rules,
I can't walk away,
This is my place to stay,
My family is no longer mine.
I have been replaced
In my own home,
I have no choice,
But to go to my world.

[KebLou]

Struggle
One day at a time,
I will wander around this emptyness called a mind,
My mind is bear and I feel no more,
My head is sore,
I wish I hadn't hit it once more,
But that pain is nothing to the distress I feel,
I've done it now, theres nothing left,
Where and who am I?
I'll never understand, but all I can do is try,
Tomorrw is yet another struggle,
Shall I give up the fight,
Or should I carry on,
What would life be like,
Without pain and fear?

[airhead]

CHILD INNOCENCE


She lives in my memory
the little girl I once was
all ringlets and smiles
and cupids bow lips
that peck the cheeks
of mucky boys

All blue eyes and peony cheeks
and barbie is her best friend
all she has to worry at all
is if the birthday party
will have a clown
to entertain them

Crayons that draw down her imagination
and nursery rhymes and sweet cakes
all she really has to do at school
is make bread and play- doh towers
and little wooden robots
with little wooden dogs

Ponytails with pink bows donns her hair
and bright blue and red leggings
that tuck under her heels
and stealing mummys make- up
and falling down the stairs
in mummys shoes

making masks and painting pictures
and going to little girls brownies
saying the brownie promise
and earning my badges
are the most important
matters on her mind

Kiss chase is the most dirty and rude
and truth or dare is naughty
making clothes out of bin bags
and watching blue peter
and drinking milkshake

She lives in my memory
the little girl I once was
now i am a little older
doesn't mean i'm wiser
I'm still at school but so much has changed
I miss that little girl.

[airhead]

yet another... there was a few probs setting up this post!

[airhead]

sorry this was a post that i posted by accident!

[Rob The Badger]

Originally Posted by airhead

CHILD INNOCENCE


She lives in my memory
the little girl I once was
all ringlets and smiles
and cupids bow lips
that peck the cheeks
of mucky boys

All blue eyes and peony cheeks
and barbie is her best friend
all she has to worry at all
is if the birthday party
will have a clown
to entertain them

Crayons that draw down her imagination
and nursery rhymes and sweet cakes
all she really has to do at school
is make bread and play- doh towers
and little wooden robots
with little wooden dogs

Ponytails with pink bows donns her hair
and bright blue and red leggings
that tuck under her heels
and stealing mummys make- up
and falling down the stairs
in mummys shoes

making masks and painting pictures
and going to little girls brownies
saying the brownie promise
and earning my badges
are the most important
matters on her mind

Kiss chase is the most dirty and rude
and truth or dare is naughty
making clothes out of bin bags
and watching blue peter
and drinking milkshake

She lives in my memory
the little girl I once was
now i am a little older
doesn't mean i'm wiser
I'm still at school but so much has changed
I miss that little girl.

Wonderful.