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  • Mahmoud Ghoochani (6/5/2007 9:34:00 PM) Post reply

    I have a lost person in the city of my heart who is “the flower of the flock of my thoughts.” Some one who, her loneliness, in a glassy stillness, is covering by flowers and changes the moonlight to the lapful of stars.
    The person who her name is all of the entity and remembers the traveling always. Now she presents her green eyes which are as green as a garden, to my heart. Her expectation with closed eyes, is like a kiss on her hand to cause her to understand my loyalty.

    Author: Mahmoud Ghoochani
    Iran – Mashhad

  • Jade Leven (6/4/2007 6:16:00 PM) Post reply

    My poetry is just okay, but I want it to be great! If anyone has time to give me suggestions, I would really appreciate it.

  • Katie Finley (6/3/2007 7:03:00 PM) Post reply

    Hi all! If you have time, please feel free to read my poetry and criticize away! I am a 22 year-old student looking for ways to improve my poetry. Many thanks.

    the space between

    tree branches like sparrow tracks solemn
    across the blushing sky. gray-black shingles naked-
    gutter forlorn and empty, no leaves struggling
    to find balance. before you
    trees, these trees, manifestations of child’s stick-figure renderings—bleak,
    desolate.
    but then
    grooves beneath your eyes extend
    like half-buried sand dollars blanching
    in dawn’s burning light. rays of heat pour
    forth like lasers of inexplicable brightness from the tips
    of thin branches, and
    suddenly
    even the wind’s howling fills my ears with your name softly

    and even the last, steadfast leaf gracefully accepts
    earth.

    when I fell, I sank softly
    into leaves of you. swirling, butterfly kisses against my cheek, faint
    as a moth’s thin wings beating weakly
    in cold fog. fierce enough
    that as I gaze
    out at gray-black shingles, they melt and begin to slide
    off the roof. pools of molten leaves shimmer.

    youyouyou

    leaves silent now. look long
    enough, you see pumpkin shards scattered
    earth-bound. cold dissipated
    when your eyes ignited—
    hungry autumn colors soaking pages
    inside of me, colors bleeding, curling into itself.
    embers of you inflame thin branches
    of my heart, smoldering
    explosions across night sky. in between my arms, this space
    rises like smoke coiling
    from new england chimneys, or maybe the expulsion
    of your breath in winter.

    -katie finley

  • Thomas Kelly (5/31/2007 9:14:00 AM) Post reply

    hello to all! i am new here, and pretty new to poetry. i have written a couple of poems in the past few months. here is one i wrote to my wife, i usually write all my poems about her with a few exceptions of random ones. any comments would be greatly appreciated. i have no background in poetry, nor have i taken any classes on it, so let me know what you think....thank you

    “A Lonely Tear”


    I’ve opened a space, for you in my heart
    As we begin this journey, not far from the start
    I’ve learned to love you, in a different way
    My love grows stronger, with each passing day

    To look in your eyes, and see your pain
    Sends me to a place, I wish never to be again
    I am a new person, this you must see
    Open your heart, and fall in love with me

    My love will not fade, it won’t cease with time
    Don’t be afraid, let your feelings unwind
    Take my hand, on this road to love
    Let me lead you, to the place you dream of

    Flowers and gifts, these are material signs
    Real love lies, within the heart and mind
    It takes a lot of work, to love someone
    The things I’ve done so far, I’ve just begun

    Set your mind free, don’t think of the past
    Remember my love is here, and it will last
    I love you more now, than I have before
    I cry this lonely tear, for I know I’m sure

    Written by:
    Thomas E. Kelly Jr.

  • Francesca Devito (5/29/2007 1:42:00 PM) Post reply

    I am a young aspriing writer and would love for any feedback on any of my poems... thank you. i know many of the people on this site have been in my shoes and i enjoy advice from anyone especially those older than me.

  • Michael Taylor (5/26/2007 5:03:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    Any help for a first poem would be appreciated.
    I have material but lack confidence and knowledge to construct.

    Thanks :)

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  • Serafin Calayag (5/20/2007 9:44:00 PM) Post reply

    so, it resembles the rondel type of poetry. with ABaAabAB form? Is this correct? Do you have any sample of this type of poetry? Can you give me? Thanks....

  • David Christopher (5/20/2007 4:12:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    'My Time Now' Poem

    sit down son, nah I've only just begun

    move over now, nah I will not bow

    quiet should be thy voice, nah that will be by my choice

    keep your head held down, nah I will no longer frown

    do what you're told, nah I'm too bloody bold

    follow and do not lead, nah I'll fight unitl I bleed

    you're not worthy dave, nah I'm riding this wave

    the wave of life my lad? , yeah me living shall make you mad!

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  • David Christopher (5/20/2007 4:10:00 PM) Post reply

    'Like a Tree' Poem

    Like a leaf falling from a tree, trust the words of thee

    A tree that has been weaken, by the cold; it's alright to stand tall and be bold

    Each piece of bark, is its own personal scar; the branches will grow they will go far

    The lineage represented by numerous rings, again and again you shall sing

    A nest on a branch, place called home; no longer will this bird forever roam

    Sap flows like a river, the tree has tears; not to worry, ahead many good years

    This harsh endless life, has tested this tree; and still it stands strong, believe in me

    The wind shall blow, and this I know

    The rain will come, and make this tree frown; I will not let this tree be knocked down

    No more dead seasons, it all happens for a reason

  • David Christopher (5/20/2007 4:09:00 PM) Post reply

    'The Beach' Poem

    A journey of a thousand footsteps....leads to one direction

    Each step leaving a rocky road behind....each step on a firm piece of sand

    Each step leading to that which is kind....each step allows the fallen to stand

    Each step leaving a rocky road behind....each step the soul is cleansed by the tide

    Each step leading to that which is kind....each step allows you to no longer hide

    Each step leaving a rocky road behind....each step being heated by the sun

    Each step leading to that which is kind....each step knowing your life of joy has just begun

    Each step leaving a rocky road behind....each step being powered by the wind

    Each step leading to that which is kind....each step forgiving all the sin

    Each step leaving a rocky road behind....each step allowing you to be at home

    Each step leading to that which is kind....each step you no longer need to roam

    Each step strengthens and brightens your light....each step allows this beauty to take flight

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