Do You Write Poetry?

[Bayleaf48]

If any of you write poetry then this is a chance for you to post it here for any one who comes here to see!

I'll start things off with mine called: 'Death On A Shout'

No need to ask them questions
their faces tell it all,
They came back riding four
they were five before the call.
Silent rage controls them
with an aching, numbing pain,
As the anger wells within them
their tears they can't contain.

Was it just another shout?
a nothing job gone wrong?,
They know that's not the case
the menace there was strong.
Death placed his hand among them
& stole a way their mate,
A man who strived for others
who's caring ..... sealed his fate.

But when the grieving's done
& the bitterness is spent,
They'll speak again of Mike
of what he did & meant.
& each will write an epitath
to the Fire-figther they all knew,
Who gave his life in a job he loved
a fireman through & through.

[Legolas]

wow Bay thats really good! I'll post mine when i find them again!
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[Jessa]

i write poetry when i have time. i'll write one, then post it.

[Legolas]

DREAM

When daylight fades and night sweeps the sky,
The moon glows dully and the stars all fly,
Then Lady Dream comes out to play,
Until the night is consumed by day.
Into my head she silently flows,
Enters my thoughts and makes them grow.
She skillfully carves my imagination,
And weaves a world of fascination.
A flowing stream, a lush green meadow,
A deadly dark, a land of shadow.
A playful deer runs gracefully, free,
Darting swift from tree to tree.
Evil goblins mock and sneer,
Darkness, shadow, nighttime fear.
The Death Lord comes and takes a life,
Twisted marriage Man and Wife.
Soul escaping, standing tall,
Happy faerie spry and small.
Scary, terror, see His face,
Why bring me to this awful place?
Dream commands me, follow Death,
Head so heavy, short of breath.
Chilling laughter pierce my soul,
As Lord Death takes his deadly toll.
Dreamland Lady watches, waiting,
She knows what comes, anticipating.
Let Lady Dream catch the moonlight gleaming
I’m safe; I know I’m only dreaming.

*meant to rep. all the dreams I had about death a while ago*

LOVE

A soothing touch, a lingering kiss,
A world of enchantment, absolute bliss.
Your hand on mine, a single beat
Of hearts entwined in summer heat.
A golden rose with silken feel,
A calming voice helps soul to heal.
Playful breeze upon your face,
Warming smile in a cheerless place.
The sparking dew on autumn morn,
With you I watch the sleepy dawn.
A perfect life within my heart,
Love should never be apart.

*this one is just wierd*

RHYTHM of DREAMS

My dream has a beat can you hear it play?
So the world goes round and round,
And beating out a collision of sound.
The dream has a song can you hear what I say?
Dolphins singing, eagles soar,
Mixing melodies beat once more.
The dream has a rhythm let me show you.
Gloomy dusk and shining light,
Let the harmony dream take flight.
My dream is a song wont you let me show you?
Concertos, harmony, melody, tune,
You’ll see, you’ll hear the singing soon!
The music of life, it beats on and on,
The whispering grasses gently swaying,
The whistling wind to heaven praying.
Singing in eternal song.
Rippling water dully splashing,
Violent waves so forcefully crashing
I want to show you the rhythm of time.
Who will hear echoes of tales untold?
Let them ring until they unfold!
Can you see the beauty inside?
Glowing woodland peaceful and still,
Birds are singing high and shrill.
So now you know and understand,
The rhythm of dreams and life and land.

Injections *about my fear of*

“Don’t worry,” Dad said, “You’ll be fine, petal,
It’s only a piece of thin sharp metal.”
“They’re easy,” Mum said, “I’ve had loads of them,”
You try telling that to my mate Gem!
She’s petrified! She’s really scared.
My classmates tell me “Be prepared!
It hurts like hell! It’s like a dirty fat pin!”
Well thanks a bunch for filling me in!
I feel so sick and dizzy inside,
I got so worked up I nearly cried!
I sit on a chair with a scary nurse,
Clinging so tightly onto my purse.
She says not to worry, I’m not gonna die.
I can’t help but think ‘what a big fat lie!”
I glance at the needle, my stomach does a twist.
I tense my hand into a fist.
“That’s it! You’re done!” I hear her say.
Lizzy takes one look at me – “You feeling ok?
You look so pale, come on Rosie, breathe!”
My eyes go fuzzy and I start to heave.
I can’t stand up straight and my legs wont stay up,
I gingerly sip water from a white plastic cup.
My arm aches like crazy, I dare not move it.
It’s gone all numb I can’t even feel it.
So that’s what it like, the adults tell fibs.
They say it don’t hurt so they don’t scare their kids.
But wouldn’t you rather hear it outright?
Before you’re finding you’re having to fight
to keep breakfast down, after feeing so sick,
Before having your head feel like its hit by a brick.
Before getting too dizzy you can’t even walk,
And everything’s fuzzy and you feel ill when you talk.
But that’s it for another 10 years!
I laugh as I try to bite back the tears.
In 10 years time? You must me joking!
I’m not doing that again, no more poking!
No more jabs or needles or injections!
I’d rather have the flamin’ infection!
I stop and think, after the pains gone away,
Hang on a moment, what did I say?
Infection? Aaagh! Don’t want one of those!
Those viruses really get right up my nose!
So I guess I have to have it again,
But be brave! Don’t fret! I’ll worry ‘bout it then!

hope ya likes!
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[Jessa]

those r amazing leggy.....here are mine

u can also find this one in the fox hunting thread i started.

Fox hunting


The corpse of a fox
Still lies on the grass
Torn to shreds
In time gone past

The lifeless eyes
Still stare at the world
Unseeing, not looking
All glassy and cold

The once shining coat
Now dull and unclean
Blows in the wind
The fox never seen

Alive, running wild
Though the fields and the leaves
With her mate at her side
And the blossoming trees

how we can think
such unhuman thoughts
is out of my reach
and i am sure

that there are many
who consider it fun
to watch a fox
being torn apart

Cold


I’m in my room. Cold and alone
The sun’s gone down. I am exposed
No one to love. No one to hold
I cry all alone, I feel so cold
The night draws near, the rain beats down
I cry alone, I can’t go on
As I lie waiting, a figure draws near
Calls to me but I can’t hear
can’t bear the action, can’t bear the thought
can’t listen, it’s a battle not fought


i'll write some more 2nite

[Legolas]

wow Jess I love the one called Cold
I'm writing one about Forest fires I'll post it on Monday
:flash:

[Jessa]

i got another one. i don't really know what to call it, so suggestions would be appreiciated

It’s cold and dark inside my head.
Lonely sad and blue
Unfair accusations and lost sensations
And it’s all because of you.

I’m by myself inside my head
Nothing good, nothing saved from those times
I cry much more than I did before
My soul’s been left behind

Images swarm inside my head
From a dark and damaged mind
Of things that were seen and what could have been
Of the things I left behind

No good remains inside this head.
Now leave before you are lost
I can’t be saved from the world insane
Love always comes at a cost.

By Jessica Hill
7/04/02
copyright

[Legolas]

very nice Jessa - are you depressed?
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[neXus_6]

They're the living dead,
Until they get the bullet in the head,
They need human skin,
They'll take you to their home - the house of sin!

The sixth month, six a.m., the sixth day,
The time they had to pay
For the death of my beautiful love.
They did not come from above,
But from down below
To start the ultimate horror show!
Everyone was screaming,
We all thought we were dreaming,
They're from down there
And came up creating the ultimate nightmare!

They're the living dead,
Until they get the bullet in the head,
They need human skin,
They'll take you to their home - the house of sin!

My beautiful love is killed,
The world is completely filled,
With the things from the cell
Down in the place below us.
They will not stop,
Your eyes will pop,
From your precious head,
And in a second you'll be dead.
Everyone will be those things,
You'll want to fly away as if you had wings.

They're the living dead,
Until they gt the bullet in the head,
They need human skin,
They'll take you to their home - the house of sin!

So hear me now,
Don't ask how,
But the dead's come back,
And they're not from Santa's sack,
But From Satan's home - Hell!
They'll create the ultimate cell,
For the living and they're after you,
So whatever you do,
Don't get caught,
And end up going back to Lucifer's fort!

They're the living dead,
Until they get the bullet in the head,
They need human skin,
They'll take you to their home - the house of sin!

[Jessa]

still as good as the last time i read it nexus! keep writing


and no leggy i'm not depressed, i just don't like writing happy poems

[Bayleaf48]

They're all very good, mine came about from a bad dream of mine that I had a while back & some how or other the poem was just created & now I know it off by heart.

:rolly2:

[Jessa]

awww, what a nice bunch of poets we is!

[Frank Black]

Hello all! New Here, but just wanted to say there are some very talented people here! I read some poetry on a fairly consistent basis for awhile, then kinda slacked off, some of it was truly ,uh, 'different', but if you haven't read Billy Collins, do so, he is brilliant, and readable. I dabbled in writing some poetry, but the stuff I wrote was fairly dark, right around when Millenium, the tv show came out(hence my screen name..do really like that show!) So I will submit the following, with your approval:


Untitled:


Green hills, the mountain shrouded in mist.

I walk alone, but am I?

The wind caresses my face, drying my tears.

Is it the wind or a gentle touch from a angelic hand?

A mournful sigh. A cry. All around me. The sound of death?

The tears come back. Sliding. Falling to the ground.

The dry Earth consumes them.

I am consumed.

There are no green hills.

There are no mountains.

There is a mist.

it shrouds my heart.

[Jessa]

we add another poet to our group! very good Frank!

[Frank Black]

Thanks..I have some more, but they are very dark..I posted some on horror message boards, where they seemed to fit in nicely, but here, I may scare some people!:eek7: Maybe I'll post 'em soon..have to decide if i want to inflict my poor writing on such welcoming folks!:hjbigeyes