Members Poetry and Writing

Thank you - all except the last bit (about the phone call) is a statement of fact. She was not my aunt, but I always called her Aunty Lesley (her real name was Giselle,) and she had known me since I was born. She was a German Jewish lady whose entire family were exterminated at Dachau, and she was simply the most wonderful person I have met. I wrote it for the school magazine - but I didn't tell anyone it was based on a real person. I was scared people might make fun of me - I'm a coward about things like that.

 

[QUOTE Lady Luna :"I moved to Huntsville, Alabama, got divorced, and learned that you couldn’t find a decent job in the Tyrone area, either. I asked you to move down and stay with me since I knew you’d be able to find a job in Huntsville, but you wouldn’t do it. I always regretted that and wonder how both of our lives would have turned out had you moved to Huntsville.

You eventually moved to Atlanta to obtain employment, and I moved to southern Tennessee. Through the years we kept in touch, and I was excited when you came for a visit one Christmas. I remember picking you up at the bus depot in Huntsville following an ice storm, and that when we returned to my house we only had power for an hour or two. The power was out for five days, and I remember how proud we were for the first two days, cooking meals over my wood-burning fireplace and bragging that we were just like the pioneers, while listening to my adolescent son whine every few minutes, “I’m BORED!” But after two days of burnt food and pioneer living, we decided to go and stay in Huntsville with friends who had power. The power stayed off in my holler until after I dropped you off at the bus station for your return trip to Atlanta. What a memorable visit!" Quote ]

Thats heartbreaking and it sounds like the theme in "Forest Gump".
I am sorry about your loss. Its so tragic and deeply personal.Thank you for posting it for us.

 

Several years ago I was on a crystal skull email list at yahhoogroups. They had a contest for people to write stories, experiences, and poems about skulls. My contribution was this limerick:

There once was a skull from Calcutta
Who was sad because he missed his mutta.
He went to her grave
but he didn’t behave
So she yelled at him and kicked his butta.


I won a small crystal skull for it.

 

Good Limerick..Skulls? Umm I wont even ask!

 

Our money spent and none to find
we are broke most all the time.
Cash that fell like leaves from trees.
Now blows a blustery economic
Breeze. The season changed and
Our government too.

Our capital sent with national dissent .
And spent on foreign aggrandizement.
Leaves us pained and worse for wear.
The jobs we find not anywhere.

They say we are at fault for this.
Cause payments too our lenders we missed.
So now they must act in haste and not a
Moments tax dollar to waste.

Thus to the economy they stimulate.
The banker now has been repaid and
keeps the cash that we once saved.
Lending none for promises sake.
And punishing us yet another day.

The cost of tomorrow grows. And skittish
Is the to an fro. The bureaucrat has made
The claim that soon he will win the game.
So stay and play and he will pay.
It does not matter what team, you see.
They both give so generously.

 

Greenland is icy
Iceland is green
Some call it irony
I call it paranoia

 

A Sonnet for you:

Political forum is now a place,
to write some poetry of depth and grace.
To find some common ground away from fights,
and politics opposed like day and night.
This could be good to let the people know,
that listening to things can help us grow,
and understand that even with our views
opposing, we can still together muse.

We can discuss our own opinions dear,
while not inducing in opponents fear,
Of baiting, flame or personal attack,
or ever feeling need to fling mud back.

The mods are here to keep this decorum:
Stick to the rules, or get off the forum!

 

That's a good one, cenydd! It rhymes, has rhythm, and expresses a nice sentiment.

 

Thats funny..Thanks
Why paranoia?

 

Good one - yeh Cenydd send us your poor battle fatigued political thread bearers.

We will listen to their angst.
Induct them into our ranks.
And constantly give out thanks.

This place is for them.
They post here on an again.
Their writings an musings
or the poetry, songs and
words of their choosing.

 

Nice, B.Larset. You and cenydd just inspired me to write another poem/song:

Sung to the tune of Home, Home on the Range

Oh give us a home
Where progressives don’t roam
Where patriots and tea partiers play.
Where never is heard
A discouraging word
Because that‘s all the liberals can say.

 

Do it in poem form
and don't use a tune..just let the words in each verse that come to you make the tempo for you..
Next line abandoning the original song melody. using the same Idea about what you know and can write about.
Unless their trolling the threads yet another day. (Because that‘s all the liberals can say. - Rhymes with day)
Anyway your idea is original and unique to you. Go for it! I would.Your very good.

 

No. I'll do it my way...(sung to the tune by Frank Sinatra).

I've also written political poems without tunes but they are gone because the forum where I did that is long one.

I'm sure I can come up with some others, though.

 

This one's for you Chuz..author unknown..

In the dark womb where I began
My mother's life made me a man.
Through all the months of human birth
Her beauty fed my common earth.
I cannot breath, nor see, nor stir
But through the death of some of her.

 

That's beautiful, bitterweed.

 

AMEN..I liked that.

 

Started the POETRY thread he contacted me and I started a thread he started a thread and now they have combined them and we wanted to include members writings. Thanks Bitterweed. Honestly everyone has been great in this thread.
Especially Luna this is her thread she makes it personal, with her kindness and the care she shows everyone that posts.

 

Ok lol! Go ahead I'll enjoy it, doesn't matter how you do it. Just that you MUST do it. I look forward to seeing what you share.

 

That's more my speed and not just because of the subject matter.

(I am a simple person)

That's a good example of the cadence and word flow (pattern) that I most associate with poetry.

To me, just about anyone could write something like.

A life in the darkness but
what is light to me?
sounds are without meaning
dulled by the walls of another being
the pounding rythm thump
thump thump fills my time
as if it's always been and
always will be like this.

Some may call that poetry,.... personally, I don't. But I also don't want to rain on anyone elses style. I hope we can all agree that it's like any other form of art.... and that there's a lot of subjectivity.

 

No fans of haiku in da house?

 

I agree. If there is no rhyme then I see it more as prose than poetry.

I agree with all of this, too. One person's poetry can be another person's prose, and vice versa. I prefer rhyme, and when there is also rhythm, so much the better.

 

I wrote this at another forum in response to a hypocrite who constantly proclaimed his Christian faith while acting just the opposite.

Some Christians often love to whine
That they’re not respected all the time.
But respect is a two-way street you see,
Which I won’t give when not offered to me.

To insist one way is the only one
Isn’t the way of a Holy One.
“Worship this way or go to hell”
Isn’t love as far as I can tell.

Take the worst traits one can see in a man:
Wrathful, jealous, vengeful, vain,
You can roll them up into your deity,
But that’s not true of the God I see.

For a parent loves a child no matter what
Can a loving God do less than that?
To believe God would banish a child to hell
Shows you don’t know the loving God very well.

So thump your Bibles and cry aloud
That you’re not respected by the crowd
But respect is a two-way street, you see,
I’ll give it to you when you give it to me.

 

A perfect example of how a poem can sometimes make a point in a more significant way than say "dictionary definitions" can. (had to laugh at myself here)

Seriously,... I'll use whatever it takes to make a point. Poetry included. And it looks like you do the same, Luna.

Good job.

 

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A political forum for those who dare
A place to share our thoughts and cares
Precious hours pass by...
No time is spared
A price we all pay for burdens we bear.

-Chuz

Should I add more to it?

EDIT; I just read CENYDD's sonet,... looks like you had the idea before me!

 

Alone

by Maya Angelou



Lying, thinking
Last night
How to find my soul a home
Where water is not thirsty
And bread loaf is not stone
I came up with one thing
And I don't believe I'm wrong
That nobody,
But nobody
Can make it out here alone.

Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
Can make it out here alone.

There are some millionaires
With money they can't use
Their wives run round like banshees
Their children sing the blues
They've got expensive doctors
To cure their hearts of stone.
But nobody
No, nobody
Can make it out here alone.

Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
Can make it out here alone.

Now if you listen closely
I'll tell you what I know
Storm clouds are gathering
The wind is gonna blow
The race of man is suffering
And I can hear the moan,
'Cause nobody,
But nobody
Can make it out here alone.

Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
Can make it out here alone.