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Regular poetry thread (because I'm tired of not editing my poems)
This is exactly what it sounds like! A thread to post poetry. I'm excited to read all of your work!
submitted by Bluebird
(April 30, 2017 - 8:51 pm)
(April 30, 2017 - 8:51 pm)
Whoa. . . This is great, Booksy, especially the rhyme! I could never do that!!
(May 11, 2017 - 8:50 pm)
In Love With the Darkness
Your night black skin,
Speckled by stars like freckles.
Your beautiful eyes,
Hold the world within them.
Your silver hair
So soft and fine,
Filters through my fingers.
Like the silk of a fine dress.
You smile,
And the world--no.
The universe brightens.
Your soft voice,
The whisper between the stars,
Like the wind sighing
Through the trees.
The way you act,
So gentle,
Yet unforgiving and hard.
You walk out of my life,
The way the night leaves at dawn.
We can never be together,
For we are the day,
And the night
~~~~~
I don't know why I like writing random poetry so much. But it's just fun, I guess.
(May 10, 2017 - 10:30 pm)
I had to reread this a couple times, Epic Fangirl, it's beautiful! I want to draw this person (or personified being??) Aww, this poem is awesome.
(May 11, 2017 - 6:43 pm)
Oh, wow, the imagery is beautiful! I can totally imagine this person in my mind!!
(May 11, 2017 - 8:52 pm)
Thank you for the complements guys. You can draw them if you want Bluebird, I think that would be a really cool drawing, so go ahead.
(May 11, 2017 - 10:58 pm)
I wrote this in my mind as my older brother was bringing me home from my job today (I work at a karate studio). I've always loved the color of the sky. Tell me what you think:
I am coming home after four hours at the studio,
and I am tired. But then I look up and see the melting sky-
blue at the top, fading to
creamy white-pink,
puffy soft white clouds far in the background.
(Why do clouds look so soft and fluffy but then are so cold and gray when you fly through them on a plane?)
There is muted lavenders washing over delicate pinks which turn to rose and then gold at the bottom.
The sun is a brilliant golden jewel- glowing, golden, molten lava-burnished gold.
And I wonder how this whole scene would look 300 - no - 600 years ago, when there were no cars,
no telephone wires criscossing and trying to bring order to the glorious color in the sky,
no electricity,
just the sounds of nature and trees and a beautiful sunset.
There is a sunset happening literally every second, if you think about it
There have been trillions of sunsets since the beginning of time, so mine shouldn't really be different. And it's not really.
But also, if you think about it, out of all the trillion quadrillion sunsets that have ever happened, no single one has EVER been the same.
(May 11, 2017 - 8:46 pm)
Ooh!! Pretty! I love the part at the end!
(May 12, 2017 - 10:03 pm)
The last part hit me like a brick. I love love love all the colors in this. Also the way you wrote it in sentences (sort of?) is really cool! This is awesome, Caroline!
(May 13, 2017 - 9:18 pm)
Thank you, September and Bluebird (6 months late)
:)
(November 8, 2017 - 12:29 am)
Gorgeous, I love the descriptions and deep thinking!
(June 8, 2019 - 9:33 am)
Again, would love critique and/or a title suggestion?? Thanks so much!!!
untitled~
if you could re-write
fairy tales, you ask me
in english class, what
would you do?
we are reading romeo
and juliet— i already
know what happens
don’t we all? sleeping
beauty wouldn’t need
a prince to wake her
up, i say, cinderella
wouldn’t have to get
married to escape her
evil step-sisters, snow
white doesn’t need a prince
charming and never will.
neither will any of us
because we’re all
princesses in disguise.
chin up, or the crown slips,
darling, we’re all feminists
and princesses need their
crowns but not their princes
i tell you; we can’t re-write
history, but we can pre-write
the future.
(May 12, 2017 - 10:27 pm)
WHOA, that last line is great! Princess need their/ crowns but not their princes/ i tell you: we can't re-write/ history, but we can pre-write/ the future/ Can that just be the motto for femenism everywhere? I also love the line /chin up, or the crown slips/ This whole poem is so empowering! For titles... princess in disguise? I don't know.
(May 13, 2017 - 9:22 pm)
Thank you so much, Bluebird!!!
(May 14, 2017 - 12:59 pm)
I don't even have words for this, it's so good! I love the end especially. Princesses need their/ crowns but not their princes/ I tell you; we can't rewrite/ history, but we can pre-write/ the future. This is is so amazing!
(June 6, 2017 - 10:22 am)
I was inspired to write this after a song. Part of the lyrics go, "You make beautiful things/ you make beautiful things out the dust/ you make beautiful things/ you make beautiful things out of us...". I also included partof another song, called "Be Still".
Dust
Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
Day to night
Night to day
We'll all return
To who we are
Back to dust
In time
All is well
Just be still
Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
But after all
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of the dust
You make beautiful things
You make beautiful things out of us...
~~~
(May 13, 2017 - 11:19 am)