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[Peter Murray]

Z said:
That's really pretty. You should write a poem about your siggy, it sounds like it's make a good poem!

Jim Croce, a singer/songwriter from the 1970s, sang a song called "Time in a bottle" which is what that line reminds me of. Is that where it came from, Vegan_chick?

[vegan_chick]

I was very mad when I wrote this poem:

I was drowning
I called for help
but I guess you didn't hear
you just sadly walked away
As if I didn't mean anything to you
But I guess I don't anymore
not after you let me drown

[Zgirl]

That's really pretty. You should write a poem about your siggy, it sounds like it's make a good poem!

[vegan_chick]

thankies Z, I like yours too, even if it is about love!

I wrote this poem for my teacher's brother who recently died

I guess that life is just
too beautiful to last
and just as it comes
it goes quickly to past
but the marks a life has made on this earth
through death will hold fast

I guess something so fragile can't stay
life is like a butterfly
to find peace it must fly away
into the hands of the open sky

and even after it's gone
it's beauty survives
it echoes in the wind
and it's emblazoned in the skies
the inspiration it has brought
is something that can't die

[Zgirl]

VC: I like that poem! We should put together a book of poems for fun! YWForumPoets. hahahaha! I like to make up poems from the top of my head. (Though most of them turn out stupid.)
Calliope:Your poem is good too! That's really good. You should make it like describing a blizzard but it's really describing a person.

[Zgirl]

I am so bored
I don't know why I'm writing

My heart is torn apart
And I know I can't keep fighting
So I have to put down a truce
And surrender my love to you
So I'm writing you this poem
To show you how I feel
And just to let you know
What you think is not real
See I live so far away
And that name is not my name
And those friends are not my friends
But how you make me feel
Is completely true
It is completely real
So it's hard to tell you this
But I really have to go
Back to the place
That I truly call home
And things won't be the same
So please just come with me
We'll live happily ever after
Just how we're supposed to be...

OKAY THAT WAS THE STUPIDEST THING I'VE PROBABLY EVER WRITTEN! SEE WHAT BEING BORED DOES TO YOU! IT MAKES ME WRITE LOVE POEMS!

[calliope]

Your tarragon scorn--
the icy memory
of spiteful words
doused in vermilion regret
A day of violet wist,
longing,
confusion:
what holds us apart?
wild hopes
That maybe this time
your fiery pride
will fade into the night

Um, something's making me think tarragon is a spice used to make scorn. ^_^ Spices have fun names, and I love using colors. Luckdragon, what's the tune of your song?

poem catcher
dream catcher
catcher in the rye
writing down the words
as the world tumbles by.

I get the feeling a lot that the word is moving way too fast, and my journal is a patchwork of pieces of life. I'm the poem catcher, writing it all down. ^_^
Does anyone here od fictionpress?

[Duncan]

mmmmmmmmmmmmmk

[Aurora]

hmm, Duncan, I'm all the way in Ontario, so nope... ^^

Luckdragon, sounds more like a song than poetry... ah well... ^^ My one friend writes great poetry in french... and it works really well because they're both love poems... one's negative, the other's positive... I go re-read the stuff he sent me now.

[Luckdragon]

[Duncan]

well well, dats more like it...poetry.com does seem kinda desperet...but hay.....BTW Aurora this is amessage for you! I am going on a tour in canada for the all american boys chorus and i am heading to Jasper and Bamff (Spell?) and amabey emington so mabey i could say hi!

[vegan_chick]

you pretend I'm not there
and I'm standing
right in front of you
and it hurts
I wait for you
to comfort my pains
and you don't
and it hurts
not my pains themselves
just knowing you don't care
anymore
and it hurts
I give you so much love
yet get none in return
not even an acknowledgement
and it hurts
I can't move on
knowing what used to be
how you used to be
how you loved me too
and it hurts
I can't let go
because I think
that maybe you'll come back
maybe you'll be like
you used to be
and it hurts

Not my greatest of work

[Aurora]

Like I've said before, Poetry.com is like a huge scam. Everything is overpriced and they'll publish literally ANYTHING... I've been published by them, but it's an... empty victory. It doesn't mean anything.

I'm going to edit the second poem.... because the first draft usually sucks.

Standing on the edge
of everything
and nothing
of light and dark
of...
life and death
what would it feel like
to jump?
and know
you don't have to worry anymore
care anymore
cry anymore
in that last half-inch.
you can close your eyes
sigh
and say goodbye.

There's a little improvement... --''

Just somehting I was once thinking about...

It's raining
Time...
pauses.
Tired.
Life is a mad dash
from beginning to end
why do we live?
the foggy neon lights
of the city
Raining
that soft pitter patter of rain
on the roof overhead
cars honking
still trapped in their race
the sound is faded.
and for once...
no worries
no dreams
just quiet
contentment

[Duncan]

oh interesting i love this...it is wonderful...biut i am shure you have more

AND ZGIRL STOP CHATTIN AND SHOW US THESE POEMS U HAVE WRITTEN

[calliope]

My poems are usually upbeat and whimsical, but they've been getting a bit strange lately. When I actually finish them, that is. They tend to start as a line or two then grow. I don't know if they're any good, but I try. Lissa, don't stop posting, I like them! I may be a complete amatuer and know next to nothing about this, but I think they're all really good. ^_^

Land of Peaceful Sleep
Where the willow tree sways
And the wind utters a whisper
Of a world beyond my gaze

An azure sky that glistens
Strewn with shards of crystal dream
A wingless flight through darkness
Where pools of moonlight gleam

And then the fleeting Zephyr
Lures the floats of cloud
Over restless seas of slumber
He hangs the misty shroud

Whips of being intertwine
To weave the tapestries of Time
And round the crescent moon it drapes
Enveloping Earth in all his capes

That one's pretty old...I have to go hunt down my notebook...