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Old 07-01-2011, 09:13 PM   #31
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On far rivers,
And near woods,
Flowing forth from our mind,

Find not the key to answers,
But to questions divine.
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Old 07-02-2011, 08:05 PM   #32
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The child ambles into a room
Just to wince at bottled doom.
Shuddering, he recalls last night.
Dedicated, he swallows fright.
He drowned in every drop of pain.
Treasure tear-stained, martyred in vain.

(It's part of a series.)
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Old 07-18-2011, 11:48 PM   #33
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If I were a poet and if I had the chance, and make it just to show whats real.
And if I had the glow and could shine on demand, Id change things thru the flow I feel,
let me go, be free, set my soul on a mission,
let me know what I be, no cold indifference,
too slow this writing, too fast thought, wanna know whats frightening. this stonecold warm heart.

hoff the top. hugs.
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Old 08-16-2011, 06:28 AM   #34
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Psionic flashes of power and might to devour the darkness and create the light the world is crying through the clouds as crowds refuse to unite with one another and fight each other me just keep going and flowing true as a warrior I do what I have to survive and revive the world with a love and peace but broadcasting that message to the world the attacks never cease but as a prophet I can rest when I die after all Im blessed by The Most High God body mind and spirit so I celebrate and revere my Master Jesus Christ that is how Im priced just a man passing through have a great day my psionics crew and God bless you sincerely James Martin hope you like the poem and even if we have different beliefs we can agree to disagree and wish each other the best that is how we all get blessed
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Old 12-17-2011, 11:51 PM   #35
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These are two I made. I don't think that they are very good.

The first one is about a crush I have. The second one is a lamentation on the vanity of the world. I sent these to a friend about 7 months ago. I changed them.

> > > > The Petty Longings of a 13 Year-Old
> > > >
> > > > Ah, she is as fair as fair can be,
> > > > The brightest star in the night sky,
> > > > Not just appealing to eye, but to ear,
> > > >
> > > > But, is it to last,
> > > > or is it chasing the wind?
> > > > Vanity, VANITY it seems.
> > > >
> > > > ...Yeah, I know I didn't use end rhyme.
> > > >
> > > > Here's another one!
> > > >
> > > > Chasing the Wind

> > > > This world is so prosperous,
> > > > So rich and so great,
> > > > Full of material things, both big and small,
> > > > It seems it will never end
> > > >
> > > > These things will not last,
> > > > Everthing will decay given the time,
> > > > This Earth is so limited, so temporary
> > > > One rock in the infinite void
> > > > What can satisfy our insatiable needs?
Tis all vanity

This is a third poem. I based it off of the Psalms.

Ah, how could they?
They turn away, turn away,
From their father, from there living begetter,
And to false images, dead and cold

They condemn the wise, for they are fools,
They refuse to believe the truth,
Oh, has the righteous man fallen
Does the wicked man triumph?

Oh, but they will be smitten!
Those who snare the good man.
They will fall into their own traps,
And the suffering they inflict will fall upon them.

The righteous will rejoice!
The wise ones will sing in joy!
The false ones will be smitten,
And with a shout of joy, the truth will be revealed.
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Old 12-18-2011, 06:23 AM   #36
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Oh this thread is neat....hmmm...let me come up with one...uhh

In the simmering night
of beautiful blue light
I see a blue book
trapped between a nook
I wonder what it holds
pristine and covered in molds

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Old 12-18-2011, 07:30 AM   #37
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I am not much in the way of poetry, however I am writing different passages in my free time that I hope to tie up into a story type deal. If you want I can re-write a passage into here. However it wont be perfect in the terms of, well anything as its just some dabbelings in a 9th grader's Literary arts honors journal to pass the time.

Its about a police officer who's brother has an Invasive cancer that has reached his brain, and how they both deal with it before-during and after the eventual death.
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Old 05-18-2012, 10:18 PM   #38
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Your parents beat you

You are mentally, physically, and emotionally abused

Your family member is dead

Your siblings are fools

You are hated by schoolmates

You don't fit in

You feel weak, ununique

You are locked away

You can't follow your heart

You have forbidden love

You are opressed

You're depressed

You are depended on by everyone

You're dying

You just want to break down and cry

You are strong on the outside, but insecure inside

You are hidden away

You can't confess

You have no voice

You have no say

You are afraid

You don't think you will survive

You want to be loved

You feel suicide is your only path

You feel ugly

Your confidence is gone

You hate yourself and all that you are

You want to live for yourself, and not under others

You want someone to understand the way you act and feel

You want to be happy

Free, free is what you want to be

Listen, Listen to me

You will be free

For all your hardships

You will get through

You may not think you are strong

But listen, you are

You are strong, you are strong

For you will make it through

Cry, cry

Let your pent up emotions flow outside

Nothing wrong with a good cry

You are loved

Loved more than you will ever know

You have the good in your life to live

No matter how bad it seems

For all your hardships

Make you stronger, help you learn

Special is what you are

Don't let anyone tell you different

Life is for yourself, not for others

And if this doesn't help you

If you still feel there is no hope

No light

Nothing but hate

All I want to say is

I love you.
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Old 05-19-2012, 03:41 AM   #39
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This isn't one of mine, but it seems especially suited to site content;-

"High Flight" by John Gillespie Magee, Jr

Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I’ve climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
of sun-split clouds, — and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of — wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hov’ring there,
I’ve chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air....

Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue
I’ve topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace.
Where never lark, or even eagle flew —
And, while with silent lifting mind I have trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
- Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.

The author died while serving with the Canadian Air Force in WW2. But he was actually a very keen and patriotic American.
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Old 07-28-2012, 05:37 AM   #40
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Kicking back chilling in the land of cajuns got the power for all occasions lit up like a christmas tree seen the giants and their defiance had to set them free from this earthly station on this dispensation there's a lot stuff that's hurts but hasn't killed me yet when my back is against the wall place your bet getting stronger and better without regret a wonder to my family I wonder who I am sometimes stealing the clock with these bold rhymes running swoled in the Earth to my guild respect I give to you I love with everything The Faithful and True and The Word of God smashing the devils' influence with the rod of iron turning away to better days not a crook so I don't fear the siren of cop cars I'm not a singer I'm a poet trying free flow it flushing the bowl of crooked society scratching my head where's the piety and peace when will all the killing cease and wars stop the overflowing with blood shed over religion and colors so what shall we do it's simple it starts within me and within you release negativity in come the light sheave your sword and walk away rather than fight do the best you can through The Son of Man get right with the Creator of mankind leave trouble behind and hit the accelerator much things to do honor and respect for each of you gotta go hope you enjoyed my flow peace out mind body and soul have a blessed day mean well and pray for each other everday and with my soul I let God take control ashes to ashes dust to dust in God I trust til Him I know thanks for your time hope you enjoyed the rhyme

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