Poem SI!!!&n

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Poem SI!!!&n

Poem SI!!!

 

Hi everyone! So does anybody remember the art SI? This is kind of like that, but for poems! 

*realizes how much cooler it would be if I done this in April, NaPoWriMo* 

Um, anyway...

Share poems here, and see if anybody can guess who you are! You can make your SI name a type of poem, like I have, or maybe you can name yourself something like Rhyme or Alliteration (things you might use in poems). I'll post a poem when this thread comes up. Have fun! 

submitted by Haiku, age ...Old?, 17 syllables away
(June 12, 2021 - 5:40 am)

Hello Haiku, could you be dreamii?

submitted by iambic pentameter, shakespeare
(June 12, 2021 - 10:52 am)

No, good guess! Here's a poem I wrote: 

 

Ghost

 

 

This morning,

I went to look at a grave

An unsatisfactory piece of stone

The flowers that were left were drooping 

Fitting, in a way

“Something new can look so old,” said the ghost.

 

 

After that, I walked away from the grave

And to a stranger one in the depths of the graveyard 

There were no flowers at all. 

The name was faded

Moss had grown on the grave 

And the grass around it was overgrown 

It was left, forgotten

So different from the first one

It made me feel a little sorry

“It’s not so bad, being left behind,” said the ghost.

 

I drifted back towards one in the front of the place,

Smaller, built in the shape of a right triangle 

(I think, I always failed at math, geometry especially)

The name in it looked up to the sky

As if there was still a promise for the person in its title

“If you can dream it, you can do it, but not in my case,” said the ghost.

 

I wandered to the middle of the graveyard,

Where the smallest grave was hidden in plain sight,

Doing its best to stand up straight 

And to keep itself together 

A single rose leaned against it,

Light pink, no stem

It felt crisp and gentle

“I’ll always be with you, but you just won’t know,” said the ghost.

 

I left the graveyard.

I never knew any of the ghosts,

But when I got home,

I had four more friends than I had 

When I went through those tall black gates 

that don’t seem so foreboding now.

 

 

 

submitted by Haiku, age ...Old?, 17 syllables away
(June 12, 2021 - 1:37 pm)

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary

... 

I hope specific poems are alright as names. This was the first thing that came to mind. @Haiku, are you Wreeboo?

My CAPTCHA says "wowoz". . . wow, Oz. 

submitted by The Raven
(June 12, 2021 - 2:38 pm)

@The Raven, are you Neverseen?

submitted by Alliteration@TheRave, @The Raven
(June 18, 2021 - 9:51 am)

I am not.

submitted by The Raven, age Quoth the , Raven “Nevermore.”
(June 23, 2021 - 12:02 pm)

@Haiku, are you Wreeboo?

submitted by Alliteration
(June 12, 2021 - 4:06 pm)

I'm not Wreeboo!

submitted by Haiku, age ...Old?, 17 syllables away
(June 13, 2021 - 6:11 am)

Oh, Haiku, I love that poem! It reminds me of The Graveyard Book by Neil Gaiman. Are you...Bakerloo? He's not really active on here, but I wondered if the "17 syllables" could be indicitive of your age...

submitted by Extended Metaphor
(June 13, 2021 - 7:38 am)

Thank you, I'm glad you like it! I'm not Bakerloo. I actually chose my location based off the actual number of syllables in a haiku. Something in the way you write is reminding me of someone... Darn, I don't know who. Maybe... Luminescence? 

submitted by Haiku, age ...Old?, 17 syllables away
(June 13, 2021 - 8:10 am)

Extended Metaphor, are you Tealeaf or Starchaser?

Haiku, are you perhaps Jaybells? Or maybe Wolfy_Walker7? 

submitted by iambic pentameter , shakespeare
(June 13, 2021 - 11:34 am)

hello :) Sappho was a female poet from the island of Lesbos in Greece. She was born circa 630 B.C.E., and died circa 570 B.C.E., at which point she would have been around the age of sixty. Not many of her works still survived and there are many, many translations of the ones that do. She may or may not have been queer, and the general consensus is that her poems did celebrate romantic love between women. The words "lesbian" and "Sapphic" are derived from Lesbos and Sappho, respectively. Also, Sapphic stanzas are named after Sappho, though it's unclear whether she created them or just used them a lot.

submitted by sappho, age ancient, lesbos, greece
(June 13, 2021 - 12:09 pm)

I'm not that confident 

In my own skin,

I might give off that appearance

But what is that compared to inside?

 

Sure I'll laugh and try to speak up in public

But can you really see through?

No? Well it doesn't really matter.

Yes? I know you're lying.

 

Besides, my body may be here

But my mind is soaring off to the sky. 

submitted by Foreshadowing
(June 14, 2021 - 7:54 am)

Should we submit multiple poems, btw? Just so people have a variety of clues to choose from? 

submitted by Foreshadowing
(June 14, 2021 - 7:56 am)

No one's guessed me yet! @Haiku, that makes sense! I think I'll second iambic pentameter in guessing Jaybells for you. 

Thanks for the info, sappho! could you be dreamiing or leo, maybe? 

submitted by Extended Metaphor
(June 14, 2021 - 9:27 am)

Are you Milly Sunstar or Feline Fantasy?

submitted by @Extended Metaphor, It’s Alliteration
(June 20, 2021 - 12:19 pm)