Any Poets Among Us?

SwashBlogger
SwashBlogger Posts: 395 Member
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From serious to silly...whatcha got? Do you write? Do you submit it for publication? Care to post a sample?:flowerforyou:

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  • SwashBlogger
    SwashBlogger Posts: 395 Member
    guess not. Too thinky huh? :wink:
  • fr053n
    fr053n Posts: 2,793 Member
    I'm not really a poet, but I'll give it a shot later.
  • SwashBlogger
    SwashBlogger Posts: 395 Member
    ...runs over and hugs you... : )
  • lewoldt
    lewoldt Posts: 630 Member
    Counting calories we workout and sweat.
    Hoping that thinner we'll get.
    To be the bell of the ball
    For once and for all
    Tell all that in you did doubt
    Be on the look out
    A new you is coming about


    it's late I gave it a shot :-P
  • SwashBlogger
    SwashBlogger Posts: 395 Member
    Thank you for the valiant effort! I like it.
  • fr053n
    fr053n Posts: 2,793 Member
    Confidence is what we strive for,
    pushing ourselves a little bit more
    everyday to feel a change.
    But there has to be an exchange.
    We give up what we once knew
    and find something new to chew.
    Healthy makes us feel good
    and puts us in a better mood.

    I, too, gave it a shot! :laugh:
  • lewoldt
    lewoldt Posts: 630 Member
    Confidence is what we strive for,
    pushing ourselves a little bit more
    everyday to feel a change.
    But there has to be an exchange.
    We give up what we once knew
    and find something new to chew.
    Healthy makes us feel good
    and puts us in a better mood.

    I, too, gave it a shot! :laugh:

    very good :-)
  • fr053n
    fr053n Posts: 2,793 Member
    Yours was good too :)
  • SwashBlogger
    SwashBlogger Posts: 395 Member
    why are you both so cute? Both were good!
  • fr053n
    fr053n Posts: 2,793 Member
    Lol thanks :blushing:
  • SnuggleSmacks
    SnuggleSmacks Posts: 3,731 Member
    This is not for my current boyfriend/love of my life. In fact, I don't remember who it was for:

    My love is like a red, red rose
    with thorns embedded in his toes
    from all the times he did not see
    how he walks all over me
  • OhhNiff
    OhhNiff Posts: 1,397 Member
    There once was a child lost and alone,
    No family, no friends, nowhere to call home.
    He waited to hear words of kindness,
    He waited for some helpful guidance.
    He was convinced one day he'd be good enough.
    Years passed before he finally gave up.

    P.S. Just wrote that on the spot. Apparently my mind is in an unhappy place. I need chocolate.
  • fr053n
    fr053n Posts: 2,793 Member
    There once was a child lost and alone,
    No family, no friends, nowhere to call home.
    He waited to hear words of kindness,
    He waited for some helpful guidance.
    He was convinced one day he'd be good enough.
    Years passed before he finally gave up.

    :brokenheart:
  • elusive_design
    elusive_design Posts: 1,095 Member
    I sit here in this chair and ponder
    A poem to put to words
    No matter how much I think and wonder
    All I can hear is those damned birds
    So that in mind I bid you goodnight
    And so drag myself from sight.

    To bed
    To bed

    Until tomorrow when I break bread.

    Night!
  • Bulls_23
    Bulls_23 Posts: 199 Member
    Love poetry! Here's something a bit less serious and rhymes! My other stuff is all feelings and stuff and well that's just not fun!

    I think this was actually part of a song I was writing at the time ha.


    i pulled into the city, looking to grab a drink
    i asked the waitress the meaning of life she said 'what do you think?'
    i said 'i asked you first,' she said 'it's all a game
    people come and people go, in the end it's all the same
    there's no sure things in life' she said
    'and now how about you?'
    i finished up my drink and said
    'i'm just a stranger passing through'
  • ninerbuff
    ninerbuff Posts: 49,024 Member
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  • OhhNiff
    OhhNiff Posts: 1,397 Member
    Also,

    I don't know your story,
    You could be the prince or the villain.
    If you're the prince,
    Let me be your princess bride.
    If you're a villain,
    Then I can be Bonnie and you can be my Clyde.
    I don't care as long as the story ends with me by your side.

    You are a phantom in my mind,
    Haunting my thoughts and dreams.
    A shadow, following along as I discover
    Where I want to be.
    Your voice is a mystery,
    But your words are already written across my heart.

    I am yours.

    We're strangers,
    But I love you.
  • KameHameHaaa
    KameHameHaaa Posts: 244 Member
    How about a haiku dedicated to the weather?

    Too hot to breathe in
    The sweat is now my best friend
    Begone, sun, begone!

    can you tell I'm not a summer person?? :laugh:
  • KameHameHaaa
    KameHameHaaa Posts: 244 Member
    On a more serious note, this is one I wrote when someone close to me passed away...

    Who's to tell me I can't love?
    It's merely for me to decide
    And who's to say there's no angels above?
    For when I see you, all my demons hide
    Why is it these truths keep us so close
    And at the same time pull us apart?
    I try not to think on it, for what matters the most
    Are the sweet markings you left on my heart
    But when the day came you were taken away
    Your soul left with little more than a sigh
    What soul left of mine, forever did stray
    When I realized the last angel died...

    RIP, you know who you are and I know you're watching. Love you!
  • TheNoLeafClover
    TheNoLeafClover Posts: 335 Member
    How about a haiku dedicated to the weather?

    Too hot to breathe in
    The sweat is now my best friend
    Begone, sun, begone!

    can you tell I'm not a summer person?? :laugh:

    That's all that needs to be said about summer. Heat and humidity? No thank you.
  • CharleePear
    CharleePear Posts: 1,948 Member
    I write a lot. But I am not one to whip a quicky out. I can, and it would be alright but if you want a good one it needs to be from the soul. So on that note...

    DON’T FORGET ME!!!
    the sign slashed open in the crimson sky,
    clipping the edge of an existence, any really.
    The breathe of longing, yearning labours inward
    and out it turns to vapour in that crimson.
    Less a cry for help more a cry in a forgotten well
    So deep the chambers of regret
    Filled solely with tears of hopelessness and remorse.
    And now from that well we drink to never
    Forget. Don’t Forget.
  • SwashBlogger
    SwashBlogger Posts: 395 Member
    a lot of people don't exactly know what poetry is =)

    So are you a publisher, or have you been published? Enlighten us. I think this type of expression is great!

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