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23. August 2003, 19:32:25
Purple 
Subject: Re:
The late Errol Flynn died from a heart attack on his YACHT with TWO 18 yr. old girls. While never condoning the age of the girls, men everywhere tipped their hat to him.

23. August 2003, 19:26:27
harley 
This was my Nanas attitude to death too! She died in her 70's... peacefully in her sleep.

Let Me Die a Youngman's Death


Let me die a youngman's death
not a clean and inbetween
the sheets holywater death
not a famous-last-words
peaceful out of breath death

When I'm 73
and in constant good tumour
may I be mown down at dawn
by a bright red sports car
on my way home
from an allnight party

Or when I'm 91
with silver hair
and sitting in a barber's chair
may rival gangsters
with hamfisted tommyguns burst in
and give me a short back and insides

Or when I'm 104
and banned from the Cavern
may my mistress
catching me in bed with her daughter
and fearing for her son
cut me up into little pieces
and throw away every piece but one

Let me die a youngman's death
not a free from sin tiptoe in
candle wax and waning death
not a curtains drawn by angels borne
'what a nice way to go' death

Roger McGough

23. August 2003, 18:58:51
Usurper 
Subject: Re:
Pattricia is a real artist. Incredibly good.

23. August 2003, 18:50:59
Purple 
Subject: Re:
Really great Wanda.

23. August 2003, 18:38:50
harley 
Thats beautiful :o)

23. August 2003, 18:35:39
CurrentRiver 
Subject: " My Reflection "
By my Daughter.....

My Reflection..

The years are passing quickly and I look deep within
to see if life is being kind and perhaps there I'll find some kin
Somedays I see a stranger there and other times my face shines
and with the wrinkles I do wonder...
laugh lines or hard times?
I often see my momma looking back at me
So that is quite the compliment can't you see?
As she was and is a looker a real beauty they all say
and, I've been told if I be blessed
perhaps, I'll look half as good one day:-)
But then on days I see my aunts
Shirley 'n Lucille, both smiling back at me.
When I was young I was Cille's image and then it passed away...
Now years later can't help but wonder, has it come to stay?
It really is quite strange, I never know who
I might meet when looking in my mirror.
And in my childrens face...
My Brandy and my Crockett
Branded for eternity I now see a hint of me!
I know for sure without a doubt great grannys skin I have.
Oft times I see a hint of my handsome daddy when he was very young
but then.... with that slanted mischievous grin its grandad and my brother!
And I have noticed as my cheeks begin to sag my lips seem to grow thinner...
and if I imagine my eyes to be another color
With this silver that streaks my hair
Ah, my precious Granny Pummill
  Now some say 'I look only look like Patty,
No family traits can they find'...
I suspect tis true, I only see myself.
Just a loving mixture of those who walked before ...
Each one so very special and so kind.
Me, I'd like to think as years go by and my youth is left behind
that deep within now a
'real beauty' just begins
for all this world to see and
I shall pray it might stay and never fade away...
Cause if its true what I've been told the love
I have for Jehovah will mark my face like my heart and
I will always 'shine'

©Pattricia Pummill 2001

23. August 2003, 17:44:15
harley 
LMAO, much obliged!! :o) We do like to throw letters in when its not really necessary!

23. August 2003, 17:43:06
Usurper 
Subject: Re:
The honour is ours. :o)

(notice British spelling. lol)

23. August 2003, 17:25:33
harley 
*blush* well thanks, and I'd be honoured to be the vote counter!

23. August 2003, 17:20:14
Badinage 
sshhhh Usurper, that was my ploy for extra merit!! LOL

23. August 2003, 17:19:50
Usurper 
Subject: Re: If there were a Judging Panel....
You stick to your guns, which I like.

Besides, your judgment of who should judge is impeccable. LOL

23. August 2003, 17:18:14
Usurper 
Subject: Re:
Yes but we'd have to screen for sneaky double-voters. lol.

23. August 2003, 17:13:04
harley 
LOL, I'd be happy to add the points up if everyone is happy with that.
Personally I like the idea of being able to award points to each poem.
Also this way people will be more honest with their points because its anonymous - only results would be made public... unless there was a querie on any votes. Maybe 2 people gathering the points would be a better idea? Then people could choose who to send their votes (points) to?

23. August 2003, 16:50:07
Badinage 
And I second that Usurper LOL

Thank You Harley!!

23. August 2003, 16:49:36
danoschek 
Subject: Re: If there were a Judging Panel....
thank you - but sorry again, without incompatible me ...

I would accept only female judges myself anyway ... ~*~

23. August 2003, 16:46:03
Usurper 
Subject: Re:
You're right on harley! I thus appoint you the official vote-gatherer and point-counter. LOL (I like that idea about a points system) :o)

23. August 2003, 16:42:20
Badinage 
Now that sounds like an idea?? Then we get a full spectrum of judging.

23. August 2003, 16:42:04
harley 
Obviously there would have to be some rules... one vote per person etc. And all entries should make it clear that they ARE entries, and must be in by a certain date to be considered for votes... nobody should vote until all entries are in etc etc.
Or, you could have a points system, each person can award points for each poem, and one person adds up all the points per poem. Then people can judge each poem!

23. August 2003, 16:39:45
harley 
How about if everyone judges? I think it was cubs who came up with a good judging idea a while ago... everyone sends their vote to a selected person who adds the votes up and posts the results.

23. August 2003, 16:33:24
Badinage 
You too are just as well qualified, and as frequent at posting Great poetry.

23. August 2003, 16:25:54
Usurper 
Subject: If there were a Judging Panel....
I'd like to see the following people on it (in no particular order of merit):

1. harley
2. Aragon KM
3. danoschek
4. bumble
5. CurrentRiver KM
6. emattie1943
7. GrassHopperSD

All of these people seem highly-qualified to judge poetry and are also frequent contributors to the Poetry DB. Some have expressed a dislike for pitting poems against each other and their arguments are strong and well-respected. But surely they still like some poems better than others and I think they are highly-qualified. This seems like a great starting list anyway.

I'd post this on the Poetry Challenge DB but a lot of you have yet to come aboard (Hint!) :o)

23. August 2003, 16:06:24
Badinage 
Nice one Harley!!

23. August 2003, 16:01:40
Usurper 
Subject: Re: For all the kids about to start back at school...
LOL!!! Great harley! Right inside the child's mind we go. I'm still laughing at the last line, hit my funny bone. lol. :o)

23. August 2003, 15:58:00
harley 
Subject: For all the kids about to start back at school...
First Day at School


A millionbillionwillion miles from home
Waiting for the bell to go. (To go where?)
Why are they all so big, other children?
So noisy? So much at home they
Must have been born in uniform
Lived all their lives in playgrounds
Spent the years inventing games
That don't let me in. Games
That are rough, that swallow you up.

And the railings.
All around, the railings.
Are they to keep out wolves and monsters?
Things that carry off and eat children?
Things you don't take sweets from?
Perhaps they're to stop us getting out
Running away from the lessins. Lessin.
What does a lessin look like?
Sounds small and slimy.
They keep them in the glassrooms.
Whole rooms made out of glass. Imagine.

I wish I could remember my name
Mummy said it would come in useful.
Like wellies. When there's puddles.
Yellowwellies. I wish she was here.
I think my name is sewn on somewhere
Perhaps the teacher will read it for me.
Tea-cher. The one who makes the tea.

Roger McGough

23. August 2003, 15:56:40
Usurper 
Subject: Re: Lullabye
These lyrics are poetry. What's more, first class stuff! Thanks for sharing, David. This poem is applicable to modern existence in so many ways.

23. August 2003, 15:47:02
David S 
Subject: Lullabye
This is from a band called James, they all share credit so I can't say for sure who actually wrote this:

Lullaby

Since your mother cast her spell
Every kiss has left a bruise
You’ve been raiding too much meaning from existence
Now your head is used and sore
And the forecast is for more
Memories falling, like falling rain
Falling rain

Every view they hold on you’s
A piano, out of tune
You’re an angel
You’re a demon
You’re just human
Now your world has turned to trash
Broken windows on the past
Take that child and teach him senseless
Damage the dream, damage the dream
I feel nothing, I feel nothing at all
I feel nothing at all

In this gloomy, haunted place
All the feelings are of shame
All the windows have been broken by the children
So the wind screams up the stairs
Slams the doors and rattles chairs
I wish we weren’t conceived in violence
Damage the dream, damage the dream
The magic is broken
The house is in ruins
Your memory’s one-sided
The side that you’re choosing feels nothing
Feels nothing at all
We feel nothing at all

23. August 2003, 15:17:23
Badinage 
Dare I say it? Thats the only reason I started reading it!! Although, then realised it was good in its own merit LMAO

23. August 2003, 15:14:40
harley 
Well I think its hilarious!! LOL, and SOOOO true!!! Ha ha!!

23. August 2003, 15:13:19
Badinage 
I was just waiting any response from the ladies!! LOL

23. August 2003, 15:09:17
Usurper 
Subject: Re: Profound Truth: Why Men Do Poetry
P.S. The post below was, uh, a feeble attempt at humor. Wretched I know. Surely there must be a hole around here somewhere I can hide in.

23. August 2003, 14:11:25
Usurper 
Subject: Profound Truth: Why Men Do Poetry
Time for a little lesson in philosophy. In order of importance, men do poetry:

1. To get laid.
2. Because it is not feasable or physically possible to get laid 24/7.
3. As a substitute for getting laid while waiting to get laid.

Thus poetry, which brings such an essential joy & happiness to all, will endure just so long as women give in. You see both your high calling & your duty, fair Ladies! :o)

23. August 2003, 14:07:40
Usurper 
Subject: Re: To My Friend Danoschek
Thank you Wanda. Your daughter's poems are like you: the Best. :o)

23. August 2003, 07:20:44
emattie1943 
Darren I would like for you to meet one of my very good friends...Phil (Bumble) I knew you would like to meet him so I try this way....I am Granny wombat and He is the reason why :):) He indeed is something else....in all ways :)..

Bumble this is Darren from Ireland...(AragonKM)
I believe he has heard wonderful things about you and I wanted to introduce you to him....visa vera... He said he could picture me granny lololol...now you have to tell him about me sewing right lololol and rocking :):)

23. August 2003, 05:11:29
Usurper 
Subject: Poetry Challenge! Fellowship...
...is open for Business!

Just a reminder to apply for membership for all who wish. Aragon KM is our worthy Big Boss and we're excited about the possibilities. Just go to the fellowship and follow the directions. You want in, you got it! Message me (or Aragon) with any questions. :o)

23. August 2003, 04:44:00
Usurper 
Subject: Re: To My Friend Danoschek
lol. :o)

23. August 2003, 04:33:43
danoschek 
Subject: Re: To My Friend Danoschek
grrrrrrrr ... :P ... ~*~

PS:
and nobody remind me now of the minnesingers please :)

23. August 2003, 04:33:28
Badinage 
Poetry Challange has been forged. All those with talent are now free to enter, and ofcourse those with none!! LOL

Usurper - You are a partner in this LOL

23. August 2003, 04:32:13
CurrentRiver 
Subject: Re: To My Friend Danoschek
Very Good Usurper KM !

23. August 2003, 04:22:58
Usurper 
Subject: To My Friend Danoschek
POETRY IS COMPETITION
by yours truly

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

23. August 2003, 02:01:27
Grasshopper 
tantalizing...

23. August 2003, 01:42:13
Usurper 
Subject: Re:
Oh yes. Love the way he paints the horrifying picture with even darker, unguessed-at horrors to come....

23. August 2003, 01:35:40
Grasshopper 
wow,,makes you stop and think doesn't it...

23. August 2003, 01:31:11
Usurper 
Subject: Another Great Poet
THE SECOND COMING
by William Butler Yeats

Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of i{Spiritus Mundi}
Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at laSt,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?

23. August 2003, 01:30:35
Grasshopper 
It was funny Chief....She's just a wee babe, & did not understand the reference... :)
(Not an insult Tat)

23. August 2003, 01:21:26
Purple 
Subject: Re:
Miss Tat..I said I REPRESENT that remark (not resent) It's an old joke I heard Milton Berle use a few times. Ask your Granpa who Milton Berle was. I admit it wasn't very funny. :o)

23. August 2003, 01:20:08
emattie1943 
Thats great.....I want to join...:) of course!

23. August 2003, 01:17:17
Usurper 
Subject: Re: A solution, DEFINITELY!...........
Let's do it, Aragon! Brilliant idea if ever there was one. Poetry Challenge it is. I'd be pleased if you'd consider making yourself Big Boss in the new club, which I hope to see appearing shortly. If not you, then perhaps harley or one of our other fine contributors. At any rate some of them can be club managers! I'm greatly looking forward to this & together we can get this thing rolling. :o)

22. August 2003, 23:43:58
Miss Tatiana 
Old Chap ????

22. August 2003, 23:43:55
emattie1943 
well, sort of :):) lolol

22. August 2003, 23:43:45
Miss Tatiana 
Old Fellow ?????

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