User Poetry

[GeoffC]

ODE TO A BATTLE LOST IN TIME.....You've evoked a vision of raw bloody revolution and then the revolution of hope.....I like it ....

[GeoffC]

Originally Posted by griffonwing

GeoffC - Great writing! I love your different rhyme schemes. AAB-CCB-DDB. Very nice. Have you ever tried your hand at a villanelle?

PS, I see ye are from Scotland. Have ye ever, by chanced, met the Poet McTeagle?
"Oh gi'e to me a shillin' for some fags and I'll pay ye back on Thursday, but if you wait till Saturday I'm expecting a divvy from the Harpenden Building Society"

Gosh lad, simultaneous posting.

Nae the McTeagle has passed me by, as has Burns I'm afraid.......

[GeoffC]

….and memories too.

I’d rather go, where the crowds be thin,
no hustle, bustle, and other such din.
Somewhere where the sun shines,
and the wines
don’t make my head spin.

I’d rather go, where the air is pure,
water clear, and pains can cure.
Somewhere where my heart can rest,
and the best
of all, to be good and sure.

I’d rather go, where pace of life is slow,
no fast moving cars, nor brats in tow.
Somewhere not too far away
but far enough to avoid the fray.
I’d rather go and just lie low.
just me and you
and memories too.

[griffonwing]

Here is a lullabye that I've written. I have the music in my head. The last line is where I derived my internet nom de plume.


-----------Enter Into Dreams--A Lullaby-----------

Enter into dreams, O wondrous child,
Into thoughts of wonder and sights unseen.
Enter into dreams, O beautiful child,
To places you have never been.

Where visions course throughout eternity,
Where fantasy is turned reality.
Where rainbows spread their colors near and far,
And dewdrops quench the thirst of every flower.

Enter into dreams, O wondrous child,
Imagination, love and endless joys.
Enter into dreams, O beautiful child,
And behold the hidden lives of girls and boys.

With wonder and a child's innocent eyes,
A boy can be a hero if he tries.
When lost in hopes of fame and victory,
Eternal life and love will come to thee.

Enter into dreams, O wondrous child,
The time has come at last for you to rest.
Enter into dreams, O beautiful child,
Close your eyes tonight, and begin your quest.

In dresses, rich with lace of pearly white,
A girl's a little princess, a lovely sight.
In palace gardens serene, the sun a-shine,
Warming morning dew on ivy vine.

Enter into dreams, O wondrous child,
And find what you desire the most to be.
Enter into dreams, O beautiful child,
Till morning and your mother's face you'll see.

The blossoms and the lilies, fragrance sweet,
And the pastures and the fields of harvest wheat,
The place inside your mind where all is gay,
May the night protect you there and never stray.

Enter into dreams, O wondrous child,
Where eternal realms abound, and you are king.
Enter into dreams, O beautiful child,
May you soar into tomorrow on griffon's wing.

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Here's are a couple of free-verse attempts.

---------THE NEED-------------

I want.
I lie on cushions of leather and lace, and
I want.

I sit here in comfort of this
High-backed seventeenth-century Chesterfield
Smoking sweet Cuban cigars and
Sipping rich Oriental teas.

I stare blindly into
The burning hearth.
This yearning heart.

Phantom shadows of laughter
Pitter-patter across
The walls and ceiling.

I am a man of misery and wealth,
Jealous of the men of empty pockets
And children.

These glasses that frame my sight
Are of the color gold, not rose.

Old paintings adorn my walls whose
Time-worn canvases I would gladly rend
For a cheap Kodak of a family.

When seen by society, I am
A man of no needs.

But I want.

------------------------
And here is one written for a girl that I most recently came in contact with, after 12 years. This was writeen for her many years ago.

-----THE KISS-------

she
stands in fields
of wheat, in
linen the
colour of rush

a hand,
lightly calloused, sweeps
slowly across her
cheek,
around her ear, through
her hair

xxxxxxxxxxxxa slight gasp....a faint smile

an arm,
tender and strong, slides
softly down her
arm,
to her waist, around
her back

xxxxxxxxxxxxa nervous sigh....warm sweet breath

drawing her waist tightly...
bending her head gently...
he smiles

xxxxxxxxxxxxlove in his eyes....a smile true

leaning down, he
touches
softly his lips to the
corners of her
mouth

xxxxxxxxxxxxa soft purr....he feels her rise

he gently presses
his lips to
hers

as their mouths
open, their
tongues
are as waves
crashing
upon the shore

[griffonwing]

Originally Posted by GeoffC

….and memories too.

I’d rather go, where the crowds be thin,
no hustle, bustle, and other such din.
Somewhere where the sun shines,
and the wines
don’t make my head spin.

I’d rather go, where the air is pure,
water clear, and pains can cure.
Somewhere where my heart can rest,
and the best
of all, to be good and sure.

I’d rather go, where pace of life is slow,
no fast moving cars, nor brats in tow.
Somewhere not too far away
but far enough to avoid the fray.
I’d rather go and just lie low.
just me and you
and memories too.

Ahh, to this starts out like the unattainable dream, moving far away, starting life anew, away from technology, the screams of cars...then you state, "not too far away". I sense the subjest in the poem being unsure of taking that step, or of them not wanting to be too far away from family, or perhaps familiarity.

Very nice.

[GeoffC]

[griffonwing]

Originally Posted by GeoffC

oh -pshaw. I havent written anything in about 10 years. These are all mostly from college. I very well may have lost my touch, i dunno. I'll start a new thread here and see how it goes.

[GeoffC]

Originally Posted by griffonwing

oh -pshaw. I havent written anything in about 10 years. These are all mostly from college. I very well may have lost my touch, i dunno. I'll start a new thread here and see how it goes.

Please do - most of these that I've posted in the last few weeks are done 'on - the - fly' ....

[griffonwing]

Here is another one written in college.

-----THE TAPESTRY-----

Among the ragg'd tops and frayed edges of the tapestry
Hides a moment in history when
xxxxxxthe air was sweeter
xxxxxxthe water was cleaner
xxxxxxlife was all-around better

On grandmother's wall between two gaudy candlestick holders
There hangs the tapestry that
xxxxxxshows seasons of old
xxxxxxshows hard-working days
xxxxxxshows well-deserved nights

An abundantcy of knowledge and an immeasurable sum of
life can be experienced among
xxxxxxeach solitary color
xxxxxxeach delicate stitch
xxxxxxeach woven thread

Handed down from mother to daughter are generations of
Learning and loving through the art of a single tapestry.

[GeoffC]

Originally Posted by griffonwing

Here is another one written in college.

-----THE TAPESTRY-----

Among the ragg'd tops and frayed edges of the tapestry
Hides a moment in history when
xxxxxxthe air was sweeter
xxxxxxthe water was cleaner
xxxxxxlife was all-around better

On grandmother's wall between two gaudy candlestick holders
There hangs the tapestry that
xxxxxxshows seasons of old
xxxxxxshows hard-working days
xxxxxxshows well-deserved nights

An abundantcy of knowledge and an immeasurable sum of
life can be experienced among
xxxxxxeach solitary color
xxxxxxeach delicate stitch
xxxxxxeach woven thread

Handed down from mother to daughter are generations of
Learning and loving through the art of a single tapestry.

Very evocative, full of imagery and a subtle rhythm.

[griffonwing]

Thanks. I actually wrote a story, all in verse. I need to go through it and see if I can adjust it a bit. The rhyme may be changed in a couple stanzas. I can't remember. I'll have to post it sometime. But it's LONG. 23 stanzas long.

[DaleDe]

Originally Posted by griffonwing

Thanks. I actually wrote a story, all in verse. I need to go through it and see if I can adjust it a bit. The rhyme may be changed in a couple stanzas. I can't remember. I'll have to post it sometime. But it's LONG. 23 stanzas long.

there is a place in the wiki for such postings as well, for posterity. They won't fade out or be as hard to find as in a forum.

Dale

[griffonwing]

Originally Posted by DaleDe

there is a place in the wiki for such postings as well, for posterity. They won't fade out or be as hard to find as in a forum.

Dale

I'll have to check it out. I have these posted on my webpage, but its an OLD site, definately needs updating. I haven't logged into it for a couple years.

[GeoffC]

I found this wonderful play with words on DeviantArt By Scarlettletters

[griffonwing]

That was definately a fun little poem. Thanks for the link

I think i have some poetry on deviantart as well. I'd forgotten all about it.