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  • Vincent James Turner (4/24/2008 10:34:00 AM) Post reply

    As One Would A Loved Pet


    Put me down like a dog I’ve got a family who’ll pay.
    Place me gently on the table; let me go my own way.

    Dogs and cats have rights far greater than I
    They can piss in the street; loved ones help them to die?

    My own furry friend crippled by a drunk driver
    Crushed his hind legs, squashed his little liver.

    All I want is a nice leggy nurse to stroke my brow
    And if I had one, I’d want her to tenderly hold my tail

    There is a fly it darts in and out of my open window
    Winter is approaching; I wonder who will be first to go

    Piss smells bad, death and disinfectant is far worse
    Just as destroying is the smiling hyperactive nurse

    She handles my parts as though they were her own
    Pulling back skin, cleaning my cracks with hands that roam

    Over this limp pale body, confined to a stiff white bed
    Whilst she sighs sympathetically cooling my head

    Forget the care; this horse has been long flogged
    Just give to me what you’d give to your Dog.

    An end to the suffering, terminate the black within
    A simple swift needle then let the end begin.

  • kdkjbhd nkzdhvlikhs (4/20/2008 3:15:00 PM) Post reply

    OBSESSIONS

    I walk the path of notice,
    in which looking for meaning.
    walls all around me,
    have trapped me since the beginning.

    And when I realize the glinting eyes,
    my soul sobs and oceans arise.

  • Paul Butters Rookie - 1st Stage (4/19/2008 5:41:00 PM) Post reply

    When I was at school and college I was encouraged to 'skim read' for efficiency to get through lots of books (for exams.) . Frankly I did NOT develop this skill very much. Indeed my reading speed was slower than the slowest on the scale (yet full marks for 'comprehension') . Could never stop reading with my 'Inner Voice'. Now then, the experts say 'reading aloud' like this is actually 'Vocalisation'. Yet I can use this 'voice' to read in any way: to sound like any actor or actress etc., or to sing or play music. Can reproduce any sound I can remember. Surely much more than 'vocalising'. Maybe we should all stop skimming and make full use of our inward voices. The 'voice' in poetry is most important.

  • William Luo Rookie - 1st Stage (4/18/2008 6:48:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    what do you think of my poem?


    The light taping of the snow above
    She awakes to a blurry vision
    A soft smile to the binding warmth
    And looks out to the frosty adhesion.

    Through the raging silent winds
    Each breath the white world bloom
    Slowly the snow will settle
    And start again to the audience of the moon.

    Appear in a distance a shroud of cold
    Stepping into a windy clearing
    The shredding ice bashing about
    Small life struggles in its bearing.

    Strangled by the grip of moisture
    The frail stem strive to hold
    As leaves and petals in fear they flutter
    Rolling gusts diminishes its mourn.

    And then the earth fell, twisting and turning
    A moment gone, a darkened face
    The feeling of calmness and security
    No longer moving but moving with haste

    The white lily linger at the window sill
    Dripping leaves tears of gratitude it weeps
    Both hearts beating, she sighs
    Snuggled in covers back into sleep.

    by william luo

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    • Paul Butters Rookie - 1st Stage (4/19/2008 6:02:00 PM) Post reply

      I like the atmosphere and imagery of this and the more I look, the more I see. Well written. Worth you checking your original though because the title looks wrong (not come thru right) . Cheers. Paul.

  • Jared Ashby Rookie - 1st Stage (4/16/2008 5:43:00 PM) Post reply

    Ever want someone to banter around poetic messages upon the faults of our world with? I'd be happy tho philosophize with someone if you feel up for it.

  • Paul Aysatan Rookie - 1st Stage (4/16/2008 2:14:00 PM) Post reply

    Check my prose poems. Leave egregious comments. This is spam.

    www.paulaysatan.wordpress.com

  • Margualette van der Merwe Rookie - 1st Stage (4/15/2008 2:22:00 AM) Post reply

    Hey could you maybe read my poems and tell me where i can do better. I would love to write better. I seem to be struggling for a while now and maybe its the way i write or something. Thanks

  • Matthew Leggett Rookie - 1st Stage (4/10/2008 6:04:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    can someone tell me if i'm doing the right kind of thing? ?

    http: //poemhunter.com/matthew-leggett/

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    • Paul Butters Rookie - 1st Stage (4/12/2008 5:36:00 PM) Post reply

      Yes. In your first poem you express well something that has touched you. Myself I would have given 'death has come' and 'escaped names' separate lines for more emphasis, but that's me. Good poetry wha ... more

  • Tired of Being Exploited Rookie - 1st Stage (4/2/2008 12:42:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    Pure poetry is not the decoration of a preconceived and clearly defined matter: it springs from the creative impulse of a vague imaginative mass pressing for development and definition. If the poet already knew exactly what he meant to say, why should he write the poem? The poem would in fact already be written. For only its completion can reveal, even to him, exactly what he wanted. When he began and while he was at work, he did not possess his meaning; it possessed him. It was not a fully formed soul asking for a body: it was an inchoate soul in the inchoate body of perhaps two or three vague ideas and a few scattered phrases. The growing of this body into its full stature and perfect shape was the same thing as the gradual self-definition of the meaning. And this is the reason why such poems strike us as creations, not manufactures, and have the magical effect which mere decoration cannot produce. This is also the reason why, if we insist on asking for the meaning of such a poem, we can only be answered 'It means itself.'

    -from 'Poetry for Poetry's Sake' - Oxford Lecture c.1901, by A.C. Bradley

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    • Goldy Locks Rookie - 1st Stage (4/3/2008 4:27:00 PM) Post reply

      working my way through this hefty, loaded quote, Jack; not complicated, though, it is meant to uncomplicate.

  • Goldy Locks Rookie - 1st Stage (4/1/2008 4:52:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    I'm a search light soul they say -
    But I can't see it in the night,
    I'm only faking when I get it right
    Cause I fell on black days.

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