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Re: Poet's Corner
Posted: Sat Oct 04, 2008 7:17 pm
by Le-Petit-Mort
ceenindee wrote:"Baseball with the Cullens"
The sky's a dark and nasty brew--
A tribute to the summer squall.
But this is Carlisle Cullen's cue,
To bring out once more the bat and ball.
The competition's in the field,
And braving out the stormy day,
But their destiny is sealed,
As soon as Alice starts to play.
The ball is thrown; the bat is swung,
A ruckus that is never heard.
Next thing you know the play is done--
Edward on second, stealing third.
The sun comes out; the game is over.
By now the visitors are sullen.
They walk away, their faces sober,
'Cause no one plays baseball quite like the Cullens.
Haha, that's really cute.
Re: Poet's Corner
Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 12:25 am
by KaseyHeartEdward
ceenindee wrote:There's some really awesome poetry here.
I can tell it was written honestly. I'd recommend this message board:
http://thewritersdraft.englishboards.com/index.htm to anyone who likes writing. Some Lexers put it together earlier this year and we all have a blast. Here's a poem I have posted there (it was here, too, before the crash, so some of you may have seen it already.)
"Baseball with the Cullens"
The sky's a dark and nasty brew--
A tribute to the summer squall.
But this is Carlisle Cullen's cue,
To bring out once more the bat and ball.
The competition's in the field,
And braving out the stormy day,
But their destiny is sealed,
As soon as Alice starts to play.
The ball is thrown; the bat is swung,
A ruckus that is never heard.
Next thing you know the play is done--
Edward on second, stealing third.
The sun comes out; the game is over.
By now the visitors are sullen.
They walk away, their faces sober,
'Cause no one plays baseball quite like the Cullens.
Ahh i love it! Very nice work! I want to play me some Baseball! lol
Re: Poet's Corner
Posted: Wed Oct 08, 2008 11:57 pm
by Destani
I've loved everyone's poetry so far.
I write most of my poetry during stressful or depressing situations as a means to release my emotions so I rarely let anyone read it because it's so personal. But I do have some poems that aren't specific to a situation. This one is kind of random. I don't remember having anything particular in mind when I wrote it. It was just a general feeling.
Eternity
Lost in my home,
Sheltered from death,
Spinning in circles,
Holding my breath.
Awaken to night,
Everlasting and true,
Silence unending
Shadows my room.
The past is forsaken,
The future a dream.
The present is surely
Not what it seems.
I live and I breathe
Against my own will.
I long for the quiet,
The deadly, the still.
Unworthy of peace,
Unable to rest,
The beat of my heart
Aches in my chest.
Time everlasting
Passes me by.
I watch and I listen.
I shudder and sigh.
Re: Poet's Corner
Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2008 9:47 am
by psugar
I got a new one, still very suckish:
Sparkles shimmer throughout the night
the sky is dark but with the stars so bright
The moon above me whipers softly but then leaves me aburptly
The sun has awaken and I must go.
Re: Poet's Corner
Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2008 6:34 pm
by NKistheshiz
This poem I wrote for school. It's depressing but my teacher really liked it.
Share you opinions about it.
My Hidden Demon
You were my little brother,
And at age six you were like no other,
But you grew sick,
With a disease that ad no fix,
In the hosptial bed you lay,
Slowly slipping away,
I never told you this,
Now you're all I miss,
As your heart looses beat...,
So does the feeling in my heart,
And feet...
It's depressing but my family was going through a tough time when I wrote it.
Opinions anyone?
Re: Poet's Corner
Posted: Tue Oct 14, 2008 12:14 pm
by Barnabas
i wrote this poem with a different human-vampire couple in mind, but I thought I'd pass it along anyway.
In Dreams
Their eyes meet, their hands touch
A rippling current through their souls.
This love could work, but not as such.
Perhaps if they’d played different roles.
He longs for her on cold, long nights
She wishes he could share her bed.
He thinks of her and dims the lights
She drifts to sleep – he fills her head.
In dreams they live the life they can’t
The closeness they so deeply need.
“She’s not your kind.” That’s just a rant.
On hope they thrive. On love they feed.
Perhaps one day two loves will merge
Becoming one with shared tomorrows.
Until that time on dreams they’ll surge
And live their lives in quiet sorrow.
Re: Poet's Corner
Posted: Tue Oct 14, 2008 12:17 pm
by Barnabas
NKistheshiz wrote:This poem I wrote for school. It's depressing but my teacher really liked it.
Share you opinions about it.
My Hidden Demon
You were my little brother,
And at age six you were like no other,
But you grew sick,
With a disease that ad no fix,
In the hosptial bed you lay,
Slowly slipping away,
I never told you this,
Now you're all I miss,
As your heart looses beat...,
So does the feeling in my heart,
And feet...
It's depressing but my family was going through a tough time when I wrote it.
Opinions anyone?
This is a wonderful, powerful poem. I think some of the best poetry is based on life experiences. Thanks for sharing!
Re: Poet's Corner
Posted: Tue Oct 14, 2008 11:15 pm
by NKistheshiz
Thank you so much. I was in the zone while writing it, lol.
I like you're poem too. It's so good. It was written really well. I could actually like see myself there. It was awesome.
Re: Poet's Corner
Posted: Wed Oct 15, 2008 8:43 am
by Barnabas
Jacob’s Lament
I should be the bigger man
And wish them happiness
But deep inside I still believe
That for her, I’m the best.
When I see her smile at him
It tears my heart in two
To see her throw her life away
And there’s nothing I can do.
I’ve done my best to plead my case
Explain things so she’ll know.
She’s chosen him – my problem is
I just can’t let her go.
I’ll hold out hope that in due time
She’ll leave him on a whim;
That finally she’ll see it’s best
To be with me, not him.
Re: Poet's Corner
Posted: Wed Oct 15, 2008 1:26 pm
by Barnabas
Another one...
Dumb Luck
If I live to be a thousand
I may never understand what he sees in me.
I stand in the shadow of his radiance.
His beauty is blinding.
Why did he choose me?
Why not someone whose beauty rivals his?
He tells me it’s because he found in me
Everything he wants and more.
His compliments make me laugh.
Perfection applauding chaos, I’d say.
His love is sometimes frightening.
Can I meet his expectations?
He tells me that I make him whole;
That without me he’d be lost.
By his side he makes me wish
For a future of endless tomorrows.
So I’ll accept my dumb luck
No one could be as fortunate as me.
I’ve found him, and he’s mine forever.
Ageless perfection held in human hands.