The poem thread.

It's true- poems get less attention then art. Some amazing ones are just left there because no one bothers to read them. So, I thought I would make a thread where eveyone could show it.

How does it work?


Once someone has posted a poem, read it well, then write someone about it!

Example:

I saw a butterfly, it fluttered away.

Next comment:

Wow, I like what words you used! And the plot is amazing.

Here's mine,

blahblahblah.

Then the next one posts, and on and on. Don't worry, you don't have to post a poem, you can just write about the one above you if you want! I hope you understand. |D Now, go post your poems!

- Alice...

As a poet myself, I find this

As a poet myself, I find this thread wonderful. ♥ I am terrible with pointing out just what it is I love about poetry, and so I don't expect detailed praise in return.

This is one I wrote and posted two days ago;

my death waits on a crystal string
hangs from the branches above my head
sweeps overhead in the streets, in the night
time to go home where it's safe

my death lingers in the heart of the sea
pulls at my feet as I reach for the shore
silver flash past tired eyes in the light
nothing to fear after all

my death is a serpent that crawls on its side
a rat too afraid to appear to the world
the burning bush that lingers in dreams
invisible angel and cotton field murder

my death is demonic, it feeds in the dark
it plagues every thought and burns me alive
drowns me in quicksand and keeps the lights out
my death is much more than a nightmare

Oh, that's really nice! It

Oh, that's really nice! It reads so cleanly u3u it actually kinda freaks me out. ;_; -shakefist- FFUU- no sleep tonight

Well, here's a quick one, but it looks like trash compared to yours. X'D

There was a place,
A long time ago,
Where the old man grew up,
By the river’s edge,
Where he used to sit every day,
Catching fish with his bare hands,
And cursing down every man that passed.

To his old acidic eyes,
And all the drunken lies,
The bare flesh of the one who lost his pride,
He would shrivel his nose and look away.

He spoke like a grinding machine,
Clenching his ruff fists,
He spoke the words of wisdom,
Those his rage would finally consume.

And the old man cried his heart out,
He covered his scabby face,
He cried like he used to,
And thought the Lord would hear.

But dreams would never unfold,
Too small a heart to ever move on,
He died before the darkness even began to fall.

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Ok, lets see..... A deer was

Ok, lets see.....

A deer was alone, with no one to be with, oh dear
Until one day, it found a beautiful deer

It went up to the doe and said, " hi there"
And it saw the doe with beautiful hair (mane)

The doe said, "hi, what's your name?"
And the deer responded,"Astrale" as he came

The doe said, "im alice, nice to meet you"
And the deer saw the doe coming up to him ( sorry, didnt know how to rhyme this part XD)

After awile, the deer names, Astrale and Alice, became mates
And lived a happy life with no fights, or hates!!
From: Astrale
To: Alice ♥ ♥

Oh my gosh, that's really

Oh my gosh, that's really nice!! <33 I really love it! Thank you so much! ^^ ♥
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Your welcome ^_^ Am I

Your welcome ^_^
Am I going to much??

No problem!

No problem! <3 No, not at all, It's fine. ^^
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Ok ^_^ you try a poem yet??

Ok ^_^ you try a poem yet?? Or just the ex.??

Oh, sorry, I did not see the poem there!!! ^^
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I like the rhythm of your

I like the rhythm of your line "with no fights, or hates". The turning of the phrase gives the poem a slightly different meaning adding the "no hates." It reminds that we often do not have out right fights with those we love, but often have irritations which we let build into fights. Nice, nice, nice. Smiling

Love in a Cup of Tea

I hold the cup in hand
while gazing across the way
at your face.

I watch your breath enter
and marvel at your presence;
feel your life.

The warmth of the tea cup
mirrors my warm heart for you
and for us.

My eyes cast down and see
the handle and a shadow
form a heart.

Realizing I love you
I look into your dark eyes
to confirm.

I see you smile knowing
and your eyes begin to glow
and there's love.



^ "feel your life". I

^ "feel your life". I absoloutely love that. It's so simple and yet so very...not I sdfsfjh. ♥


The storm threatens my very life today
She tosses and turns in my ravaged old head
Seeking the comfort of the bitter sea's spray
Willing me down to the ocean's deathbed

She comes to me at night, and she gives me a smile
She snickers and laughs, well she grins all the while
I've tried very hard to say it wasn't my wish
But she killed me, swept humanity aside with a kiss

I wonder if she knew what she was doing that night
My boat the only one left as far as the eye dared
To see; oh the stars, they spun webs of druglight
I stared up at the surface; she left me down there

There was never another sound; but I thought I saw a face
The most hideously beautiful creature of the water
I thought perhaps it might take me away from that place
Yet it left me to drown; the reaper's secret daughter
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Love the phrase "swept

Love the phrase "swept humanity aside with a kiss" Smiling Nothing better to make one put the world aside than a kiss from one you love and what a wonderful turning of phrase to state that.