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I hope you all like my poem. :D
Found Amongst the Bones in Saberhaven Mansion The cold chills I feel now are a warm welcome. They make me feel calm as I once was in your arms. I sense your touch on my shoulder and cling to our memories. I can feel you but I cannot touch you. This delightful torture I cannot live without. I will stay here with you forever my love. Don’t ever let me go. |
Mind if I reserve this post for the morning (Somewhat typed out...if that is possible)
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Whispers in the midnight dew
Joyous in their trilling Oh the memories of years gone past Echoed by the crickets chirping |
i throw the bot tle aga inst th e wall a nd watch it shatt er into a million p ieces. how much of it did you act ually mean when y ou said it, when y ou told me, when y ou planted that fi rst seed of decept ion and lies? i re ad through you. it wasn't hard. but i read through you a nd yet i played al ong. i hoped you'd realize but you ne ver did. or maybe you just didn't ca re enough. but tha t's fine. i'm done with pretending. i 'm done with wishi ng. i'm done with you. done. done. i reach over a pul l another bottle f rom the brown box. |
This contest is lame.
I bet that espy wins now, her bottle is cool. |
I like this contest..
/shifts feet |
Don't mind Ashy. She can be mean (in a joking way) at times. >_>
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I really like Espy's poem. I don't have the patience for formatting poems into shapes though. I admire it for sure though. :3
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When I do have the patience it still don't come out right. |
Yep... Writer problems. They lurk everywhere.
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Anyone mind if I try the picture poetry as well? Well, I'm doing it anyway.
C A P T A I N S G R A V E In the night I screamed, as you were pale, Pained you slept in gown of white, Waking, your heart withered, sad, near gone, Oh Captain, dear Captain, Who, Was so my teacher, who gave, Who listened and judged little, From the fishing, to the lawn, To the trips in a minivan, yet, Never again was the world free Captain, my Captain, you rest as the ash, but alone, you are not – you were but the first of many. Oh, Captain, I feel so old now. Another death, means so little, even my own. My bretheren, my ancestors, my furry companions, one by one suffer, oh suffer, and die. Days go, my turn? Maybe not, maybe so. I don’t know much more. Oh, Oh, my Captain, I am lost, and I have lost what speck of time I have, all all without knowing where to go. oh captain, I feel it at last…captain |
^_^ Oh Captain! My Captain! *stands on table*
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Actually the last words I said to my grandfather...
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That's very sad and sweet.
The poem is very beautiful. The shape adds to it too. |
See this light?
This light is me Shining in your window, there. Feel that breeze? That breeze is me Blowing whispers through your hair. Hear that song? That song is me Our melody upon your ear. Feel this breath? This breath is me My final kiss for us to share. The nox theme seems to lend itself to somber poetry. |
*shrugs* I originally thought it was scary stuff. (Realized differently later on...)
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It doesn't have to be anything particular, I don't think, just a poem.
Edited mine a bit because I wasn't too happy with it. |
Tis a new day correct?
I'll have to think up another poem.. |
That it is, though depending on the time zone, I may already have a poem for today.
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Hm. Going to post before it turns midnight EST...
I see now... I wasn't wrong. I did leave this mortal plane So many years ago. But...why am I still here? That is...no, was... A question that haunted me for the longest time. But it's clear now. You gave your all to save my soul And though it wasn't enough to save my body I've been here I've been here all along. Unbeknownst to everyone Even you Though I tried. But why does that matter now? It's my turn now One purpose One for the exchange of another. The salvation of my savior It is all I can do So let me give what remains of me To you. |
Congratulations Espy on winning yesterday's poetry contest! |
~~~~~~~R~~~i~~~ s~~~e, O Ri~~~s e,
~~~~~~~~Tr em~~en~~do us ro~~ar, ~~~~~~~Tum ult uous thu~~~nder. ~~~~~~Siz~~zle,~~crac~~~~kle, ~~~~Devour and~~feed~~~~~~well. ~~~~Leap~~and~~grasp the wood. ~~~~WHICH~~~~~FOCUSED~REAVE ~~~~O~~~IN~~~~E~~~A~~~U S ~~~~OBSURED~~~ALONG~~~THE ~~~~D~~~SMOKE~R~~~E~~~S~P *Too tired to make it long* |
So, I think formatting works better if you choose the Courier font.
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Nah...just not good at making words look the way I want them when I am half-asleep. The fact that the image was a 3D structure doesn't help...
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Imma do a poem now.
Oh sadness Oh sadness Please do not bring madness From my loss Come gladness Come gladness Keep from my sadness From my loss This madness This madness All from the sadness From my loss I love making up poems on the spot. It's fun. |
Nox is not red
Nox is not blue It's boats for the dead, You'll join them, won't you? Indeed it is. :) |
Wow! What luck! Congratulations Lawtan on winning today's poetry contest! |
Among the cries,
Shallow complaints, Self-isolating people, With no sense of my saint, She is... Wind in the branches, Rustling in the breeze, Gas in the lanterns, Rocking gently, Leaves falling, All brown, red, and gold, So the land is fading, To the chill of old, Early nights, Chaotic days, Hope for progress, And many bales of hay, Moon rising, Stars dancing, Deep in the nights, Wolf hunting, Prey hiding, Under the silvery light, Spirits called, Spells have been cast, Mabon to Samhain, The change has past, Candied masks, Draperied dancing, Middle-term Makeups, Crystals in air prancing, Gourds carved, Squirrels tucked away, Trees naked, Birdsong gone till the next day, Oranges and browns, Warm and cool, Such is Autumn, In a nutshell. |
Oh yay.
I may now.. Make up another poem on the spot. /laughs These tears I cry These flowers I hold Are all for my beautiful love Who was stolen from me By the knife of a villain Oh so some time ago But today I rejoice Today I sing For today I remember my love She was beautiful to me And also unto her death And now I give love with this lantern This one wasn't AS good.. But it was pretty good. |
Man do I have bad luck with this!
Oh well. *ponders new poem...eventually* |
Nox-addled head
Cannot comprehend poetry. There's something wrong here... |
You'll get it soon enough.
I know you will. |
Take it easy...
Though, if you are like myself, and havr difficulty doing such, perhaps if you describe your "Nox-addledness" you could use that as a poem? |
Pssst -- I do believe that *is* her poem. :P
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Lawtan is confused,
he can't comprehend haiku. Free currency please. bonus haiku: My abs are awesome. I have this cute little hat, it sits on my head. |
Ashy writes haiku
About her abtastic abs. Abs are abtastic. Gratuitous word silliness. EDIT: Damnable lantern, How dare you go out on me! I say nuts to you! |
Haikus I know well,
But sounding one it did not, Thus, I misread it. Edit: If lanterns you need, Why not ask me for a few, Mine are numerous. |
Lanterns I so do need
But posting I am not good at So cry I will /I tried my hand at a haiku /I think I failed.. |
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Oh, I've no need of lanterns. I was just being silly, and I *did* say that there was something wrong with it. ;) |
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