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An outlet for players whose creativity extends beyond the board. Post your original works here!

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This board is a place to post your original works of poetry and prose and also a place for discussion of poetry and related areas.

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2) If the author is not known, the poem can be posted without problems


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6. 十一月 2009, 18:32:56
Haridaspal 
题目: Re:
Tuesday:

Is this the Kung-fu Bruce Lee?

26. 五月 2009, 23:00:52
brian921 
题目: For Carolyn
More valued than gold, more precious than life,
Is the love that lifts me up higher than high.
We’re partners in all, yet I’m so free to be me,
I am better than I thought I ever could be.

The love of my life is so giving and kind,
But we give back to each other as though by design.
The love in our hearts will never run dry,
For it flows to each other from an endless supply.

The foundation is honesty and to ourselves being true,
And freely sharing love to revive and renew.
A life of togetherness that’s so rare and unheard,
Is a gift from above granted from His sacred word.

I know in my soul I shall treasure her always,
For what people call love is relatively just small ways.
The heartache and tears made me aware what I missed,
The pain from bad choices gave way to true bliss!

18. 三月 2009, 23:06:45
The Usurper 
题目: A Blast from the Past
POETRY IS COMPETITION

Poetry is competition! brutal War & holy Mission
'Gainst the Evil opposition that around our Fortress lies
Armed with pen we force the Battle, poised upon the Charger's saddle
Swords & pikes & shields we rattle! to the Stars we lift our cries
Till the Vault of Heaven answers, till we conquer Tears & Sighs

Bow not beneath this dreadful Fate! why turn the cheek? why bar the Gate?
Why cower in this mortal State and die with false Tranquility?
If we must fall, let's fall like Men! and curse the gods for letting in
This wretched Death, this Timeless Sin, which robs us of our Dignity
To arms, I say, against this Doom which presses Irrevocably

So cry for Joy against all Odds, and scream in Rage against the gods
For Love! for Strength! for Victory! for blessed Immortality
For Life so Sacred, yes I say! and Death's a bitter Price to pay
For giving sport to gods at Play who gaze with Scorn on Me & Thee
They gaze with Malice & with Spite on mighty Souls who would be Free

--Me

12. 三月 2009, 07:00:21
The Usurper 
题目: Re: To Americans
TJ: Thank you. :o)

12. 三月 2009, 06:41:01
TJ 
题目: Re: To Americans
The Usurper: I like your original poems. Thank you for posting.

12. 三月 2009, 00:42:47
The Usurper 
题目: Poetry of Profound Depth
I'm a pipe pipe pipe pipe pipe puffin' man
And I puff puff puff it when I can
And it's pipe-puffin' pipe-puffin' time again

So I clean it up & I blow it out
And I'd rather be puffin' than watch Jackie Chan
As only a pipe-puffin' puffin' man can

So I pack it full & I light it up
And I take me a puff like a pipe-puffin' man
An' I reckon that makes me a pipe-puffin' fan

--me

10. 三月 2009, 06:14:30
The Usurper 
题目: To Americans
If battles were waged on your friendly shore
You wouldn’t be friends with war anymore
If mothers were slain on Broad St. & Main
You’d quickly discern that war is insane

But you will not see the blood on the floor
And you will not smell the death & the gore
And you will not feel the gut-wrenching pain
And you notice not the babe’s oozing brain

What cowards you are, who choose to ignore
The evil that stalks from Washington’s door
What weaklings you are, who choose to refrain
From speaking the truth your neighbors disdain

--me

9. 三月 2009, 23:34:40
The Usurper 
Vietnam Vet with a cardboard sign
Sitting there by the left turn line
Flag on the wheelchair flapping in the breeze
One leg missing, both hands free
No one's paying much mind to him
The V.A. budget's stretched so thin
And there's more comin' home from the Mideast war
We can't make it here anymore

That big ol' building was the textile mill
It fed our kids and it paid our bills
But they turned us out and they closed the doors
We can't make it here anymore

See all those pallets piled up on the loading dock
They're just gonna set there till they rot
'Cause there's nothing to ship, nothing to pack
Just busted concrete and rusted tracks
Empty storefronts around the square
There's a needle in the gutter and glass everywhere
You don't come down here 'less you're looking to score
We can't make it here anymore

The bar's still open but man it's slow
The tip jar's light and the register's low
The bartender don't have much to say
The regular crowd gets thinner each day

Some have maxed out all their credit cards
Some are working two jobs and living in cars
Minimum wage won't pay for a roof, won't pay for a drink
If you gotta have proof just try it yourself Mr. CEO
See how far 5.15 an hour will go
Take a part time job at one of your stores
Bet you can't make it here anymore

High school girl with a bourgeois dream
Just like the pictures in the magazine
She found on the floor of the laundromat
A woman with kids can forget all that
If she comes up pregnant what'll she do
Forget the career, forget about school
Can she live on faith? live on hope?
High on Jesus or hooked on dope
When it's way too late to just say no
You can't make it here anymore

Now I'm stocking shirts in the Wal-Mart store
Just like the ones we made before
'Cept this one came from Singapore
I guess we can't make it here anymore

Should I hate a people for the shade of their skin
Or the shape of their eyes or the shape I'm in
Should I hate 'em for having our jobs today
No I hate the men sent the jobs away
I can see them all now, they haunt my dreams
All lily white and squeaky clean
They've never known want, they'll never know need
Their sh@# don't stink and their kids won't bleed
Their kids won't bleed in the da$% little war
And we can't make it here anymore

Will work for food
Will die for oil
Will kill for power and to us the spoils
The billionaires get to pay less tax
The working poor get to fall through the cracks
Let 'em eat jellybeans let 'em eat cake
Let 'em eat sh$%, whatever it takes
They can join the Air Force, or join the Corps
If they can't make it here anymore

And that's how it is
That's what we got
If the president wants to admit it or not
You can read it in the paper
Read it on the wall
Hear it on the wind
If you're listening at all
Get out of that limo
Look us in the eye
Call us on the cell phone
Tell us all why

In Dayton, Ohio
Or Portland, Maine
Or a cotton gin out on the great high plains
That's done closed down along with the school
And the hospital and the swimming pool
Dust devils dance in the noonday heat
There's rats in the alley
And trash in the street
Gang graffiti on a boxcar door
We can't make it here anymore

-- James McMurtry

5. 三月 2009, 06:16:57
The Usurper 
题目: First post on this board:
Welcome Budding Poets

The board is here
So have no fear
I see no ghost
So make a post!

:o)

[Posted by yours truly under my old nic.]

So, I'm waiting....

5. 三月 2009, 00:42:55
The Usurper 
题目: Re:
Tuesday: Thanks for the link. A young man who could speak to the heart of things. So rare....

4. 三月 2009, 08:05:45
The Usurper 
题目: "Dulce et Decorum Est"
Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,
Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,
Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs
And towards our distant rest began to trudge.
Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots
But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind;
Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots
Of tired, outstripped Five-Nines that dropped behind.

Gas! GAS! Quick, boys! -- An ecstasy of fumbling,
Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time;
But someone still was yelling out and stumbling
And flound'ring like a man in fire or lime . . .
Dim, through the misty panes and thick green light,
As under a green sea, I saw him drowning.

In all my dreams, before my helpless sight,
He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning.

If in some smothering dreams you too could pace
Behind the wagon that we flung him in,
And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,
His hanging face, like a devil's sick of sin;
If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood
Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs,
Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud
Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues, --
My friend, you would not tell with such high zest
To children ardent for some desperate glory,
The old lie: Dulce et decorum est
Pro patria mori.
-----
[Translation: "It is noble and glorious to die for your mother country."]

-- Wilfred Owen (1893-1918)

4. 三月 2009, 05:29:35
The Usurper 
题目: Re: Credo Mutwa on Barack Obama
Tuesday: lol Good for her. Lord knows she can do better than Jason....

4. 三月 2009, 03:54:12
The Usurper 
题目: Re: Credo Mutwa on Barack Obama
Tuesday: What was Jason thinking? Bachelorette #3 was the prime choice. (This is a shot in the dark, as I haven't actually seen an episode...)

4. 三月 2009, 03:47:15
The Usurper 
题目: Re: Credo Mutwa on Barack Obama
Tuesday: Enjoy the Bachelor. You may get new inspiration. Or at least some well-earned relaxation.

4. 三月 2009, 03:38:40
The Usurper 
题目: Re: Credo Mutwa on Barack Obama
Tuesday: I can't top that. lol :o)

4. 三月 2009, 03:20:41
The Usurper 
题目: Re: Credo Mutwa on Barack Obama
Tuesday: lol

But now can he drink
Without causing a stink
And sleep like a babe in his pee

4. 三月 2009, 03:07:44
The Usurper 
题目: Re: Credo Mutwa on Barack Obama
Tuesday: To continue...

By "us" he meant "me"
And so couldn't see
His mirror reflecting a Wus

4. 三月 2009, 02:40:10
The Usurper 
题目: Re: Credo Mutwa on Barack Obama
Tuesday: To finish your poem...

He read from Pet-Goat
While buildings were smote
And woudn't get off of his tush

4. 三月 2009, 02:11:23
The Usurper 
题目: Re: Credo Mutwa on Barack Obama
Tuesday: You're being too kind to the man. lol

4. 三月 2009, 01:56:37
The Usurper 
题目: Re: Credo Mutwa on Barack Obama
Tuesday: Yes, I don't think Obama would appreciate what he might consider an unsympathetic caricature of himself. I think Mutwa's point is that a president, in his official capacity & because of the power temporarily ceded to him, is more than a man. He can do great things, for good or evil. Now we are straying into politics. lol But, naturally, I lot of poetry is political, even great poetry (I think of Blake, one of my favorites).

4. 三月 2009, 01:42:16
The Usurper 
题目: Re: Credo Mutwa on Barack Obama
Tuesday: I agree with you. I came across it and decided it was worth putting up here. I know I'm not on the Right...but sometimes I wonder if I'm on the Left either. I think maybe I'm on the Outer Fringe. lol

2. 三月 2009, 09:03:07
The Usurper 
题目: Credo Mutwa on Barack Obama
"The Zulu shaman, or sanusi, Credo Mutwa, has written a poem to express his thoughts on what he sees as the true nature of Barack Obama and the agenda for Africa and the world that he represents."

An actor walks upon the floodlit stage of life
wearing a mask of an angel beneath a demon's gown.
Pretence smiles upon the crowded hall of life
holding out hope as bright as it is false.
Son of a woman in whose veins flows the blood
of ancient Ireland and dark Africa’s plains.
You are Obama, nick-named the standing king
You are Barack, oh, son born to deceive
The suffering hoards of Africa look up to you,
See a black saviour where nought but a Judas strides.
An entrapper of nations, bringer of dismal war
Behind the robes and the nylon wings of hope
Oh, may those who look upon you, see you as you are.
May those who hope in you behold you as you be
A prince deceitful to bring down Africa’s shrines
A siren who leads Africa’s ships onto rocks of obliteration.
Your rule my lord will not be one of peace
Your reign my king will not be one of smiles
Even as we speak in caves both dark and dank
Enraged fanatics plot your dark demise
They will put around your head a bloodwet martyr’s crown.
Oh black Kennedy following the one before
May God forgive thee and thy fiery spouse
As you walk in silence from the stage of life
Barack Obama, blessed son, Oh standing king.

27. 二月 2009, 10:23:33
The Usurper 
题目: Re: Working Class Hero
TJ: YW :o)

27. 二月 2009, 10:10:46
TJ 
题目: Re: Working Class Hero
The Usurper: I like this one. Thank you for posting.

27. 二月 2009, 04:36:31
The Usurper 
DO NOT GO GENTLE INTO THAT GOOD NIGHT

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

--Dylan Thomas

21. 二月 2009, 02:27:57
The Usurper 
题目: Working Class Hero
There's room at the top, they are telling you still
But first you must learn how to smile as you kill
If you want to be like the folks on the hill
-- John Lennon

19. 二月 2009, 01:39:36
The Usurper 
题目: HOLY THURSDAY
Is this a holy thing to see
In a rich and fruitful land, -
Babes reduced to misery,
Fed with cold and usurous hand?

Is that trembling cry a song?
Can it be a song of joy?
And so many children poor?
It is a land of poverty!

And their sun does never shine,
And their fields are bleak and bare,
And their ways are filled with thorns,
It is eternal winter there.

For where'er the sun does shine,
And where'er the rain does fall,
Babe can never hunger there,
Nor poverty the mind appal.

--Blake

2. 一月 2009, 21:41:55
brian921 
题目: On The New Year
Another Year ...
...... comes to its close!
A lot achieved - some good, some bad.
A string of memories left behind,
some happy, some sad!

A path we chose, a journey travelled.
A destination - some met, some await.....
A new year dawns...
A new begining of unspoken dreams....
and of whats in our fate?

A list of resolutions yet to be tackled,
Things that we'd like to obtain
New distances to be covered,
Hurdles to cross & blows to sustain.

Each day is a calling...
to come forth & live,
to live life to the fullest,
to love & forgive.

Let's claim each day with confidence & zest
Live each moment to our very best!

Happy New Year TWO THOUSAND & NINE

-Venita Pereira

24. 十二月 2008, 22:04:23
TJ 
题目: Merry Christmas
Whatever else be lost among the years,
Let us keep Christmas still a shining thing:
Whatever doubts assail us, or what fears,
Let us hold close one day, remembering
Its poignant meaning for the hearts of men.
Let us get back our childlike faith again.
-- Grace Noll Crowell

7. 十二月 2008, 21:33:38
brian921 
题目: Re: mini-kings
Tuesday: I have known someone like that.... common ending too.

I sure miss my harem (j/k there).

7. 十二月 2008, 21:26:55
brian921 
题目: Coping Mechanism
Fresh fallen snow covers the trail of footsteps,
Leading from the church to the gallows.
One day removed from justice’ travesty,
Nature’s course lays a blanket of forgiveness.

Perhaps healing is nature’s purpose,
Else time should stop dead cold,
When evil men commit the most heinous crimes,
And saintly men do worse.

Yesterday was not just the end of one,
But the innocence of the all was tried and hung.
Mayhem conquered virtue, and corruption overtook reason.
Where a display of dissent confessed guilt by association.

Today, the gavel lays silent,
And peace replaces strife.
The world turned upside down is set upright again,
And time marches on.

7. 十二月 2008, 16:58:46
rod03801 
题目: Re:
Tuesday: It is fixed.

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