Some Poems

[EllethValatari]

Originally Posted by Nerdanel

wow, it's quiet in here.. o.O



change

and yes, it is true
that you managed to pierce
deep, deep under my thick skin
- that's where you placed your drug

but of course, it is known
that it was bound to happen
even to me, although
I always thought I was something else

love, do you see
that i'm the one with more
to lose? that you changed me
from a martyr to a creator?

i never wished to be holy.

so tell me, love,
how does one distinguish
humble development
from brainwashing?

29.09.2010


(i'm not sure it's finished yet...)

Indeed it is...I just spent about 30 min. reading back through all of these poems-I'm suddenly inspired to go write myself-such good poetry!

Nerdanel, the poem is quite good, especially the 3rd stanza. I like how it ends. It leaves you thinking.

[Nerdanel]

if you end up writing something, share it here!

thanks for your comment.. glad you like it! the third stanza is sort of my favourite, too..

[Nerdanel]

frost

white crystals sprouted and sprinkled
over green grass and shallow waters
forming thin sheets of miniature suns,
ever growing, ever fusing, ever blinding

forcing what has not yet changed
into a diamondy dress, to be kept safe,
and into a long, deep, undisturbed sleep
and a false sense of time, itself, stopping

and the frost alone will keep on going,
growing, building layers upon layers
of thin sheets of self-repairing glass
until the world is nothing but pure, white beauty



but there is always an end to this aggression
always, just like it returns, always
the end will come with a bow to the sun
and begin again when we look away, voiceless

all this slow death, and all this rapid life
due to the tilt of an axis.




(13.10.10; i think it should be read out loud to be fully appreciated. the extra space between stanzas 3 and 4 is there as a longer breathing break, where i also like to change the pace of the poem. but read it however you want, of course!)

[Gwaimir Windgem]

Oh, I firmly believe that all poems should be read aloud.

Are you writing with any particular scheme?

The reference to aggression, in the third stanza, was very striking, after the more aesthetic approach and the sense of protection in the first two stanzas. I also really liked the last line! So crazy.

[Nerdanel]

Originally Posted by Gwaimir Windgem

Oh, I firmly believe that all poems should be read aloud.

Are you writing with any particular scheme?

The reference to aggression, in the third stanza, was very striking, after the more aesthetic approach and the sense of protection in the first two stanzas. I also really liked the last line! So crazy.

i agree. but i have a feeling most people don't do it..

sorry, don't think i really got your question about the scheme..

it is pretty crazy, isn't it.. but good, as well! i wouldn't want to live in a world without seasons. is the change being striking a good or a bad thing, do you think (i know there's more than good and bad.. :P)? is it too much?

[Jonathan]

Originally Posted by Nerdanel

frost

Lovely poem. It reminded me of today's Stockholm where the first snow fell this morning.

[Voronwen]

I've been experimenting with free verse once again. Perhaps i'll get up the courage to post something soon.

[Tessar]

Personally I think all poems should be rapped to a funky beat, but I guess reading them aloud is okay too.

[Nerdanel]

Originally Posted by Jonathan

Lovely poem. It reminded me of today's Stockholm where the first snow fell this morning.

glad you like it! we've had snowfall as well, but nothing stayed on the ground..

and tessar, that's a pretty great idea. XD i should try it with my poems.. :P

[Tessar]

Originally Posted by Nerdanel

and tessar, that's a pretty great idea. XD i should try it with my poems.. :P

... if you would. >.> I'd appreciate that.

[Gwaimir Windgem]

This is not mine, it is by the Portuguese poet Alexandre O'Neill; I just love it so much, I was overcome by the urge to translate. Of course, it's much better in the Portuguese, particular when sung, but there you are.

There are words that seem
to kiss us on the lips.
Words of love, of hope,
Of immense love, of insane hope.

Naked words that you kiss
While the night loses its face;
Words that deny themselves
At the walls of your distaste.

Sudden and vivid
Among colorless words,
as hoped, unhoped for,
as poetry and love.

(The name of whom you love
revealed, letter by letter,
on heedless marble,
on a discarded sheet of paper)

Words that carry us
To the power of the night,
To the silence of lovers
Clinging against death.

[Pitchike12]

Originally Posted by elvendrummer87

Journies and Scenary

As you wander down the twisting Road
Of life,
Choose your paths wisely;
But do not rush along,
For while the Destination
is important,
What you See on the journey There
Affects what you do
When you Arrive.

Oh! I love this poem. It's lovely.

[katya]

Ugh I come here to post one or two of the endless amount of poems I've written over the past month or so and I read Nerdy's and I'm like "damn, I can't compete!" Oh well!

december 14 (first poem for a LONG time, also i don't smoke anymore)

ghostly reflection in the window
a cigarette burning
i put my hood up
stare coldly into the empty winter cold clean snowy world
no one there to see it
ignoring precarious ash

you were wrong
i wanted you to say that you'd still love me

even this me,
smoking and looking out the window, alone,
small
wondering if i'm pretty enough
lofty enough
me, a face superimposed over a winter night scene

----------------------------------------------------

from today "a history"

I was new and bright and alive
with the light of your laughter
and your talk, your warm hands,
in a very far off place.

And then like a wild cat
struggling for freedom from
the cage of her own making
and the cage that was her love for you
that would give her no rest
until she was only exhausted,
and ready to surrender to you.

But that is far away now,
thoughts of anything to surrender to,
for what am I now but this:
a broken and abandoned
doll
lying there, quite still.

[EllethValatari]

These are beautiful, katya!

I'm currently searching for my long-lost poems. Will get back here once I find them.

[katya]

Thanks. Looking forward to it. <3

[Nerdanel]

abstinence symptoms

my tears water a soil
lacking those
essential nutrients required
for full functionality,
growth and prosperity

biochemistry,
like lack of sleep
my brain lacks the ability of
contentment, my skin the ability
to reason

yes, they were right when they said
that we'd pay for acting strong, young
and utterly untouchable like stars
so hot and so massive, they'd disintegrate
on contact

on earth, with gravity pulling
on eyelids and tears, i struggle
to stay up on the hazy surface
where all is ugly,
but safe

when i let go, stormy,
oligotrophic waters grasp me,
throwing me against hard,
unforgiving rocks, then
spitting me back up

on a cold beach, beat, broken
and suffering again
from that same lack
of sleep and
your essential nutrients

[Nerdanel]

a gentle caress
fingertips on my cheeks, spine
- the sun, unlike you, here

[Jonathan]

Oooh, excellent haiku

[Beren3000]

Originally Posted by Nerdanel

a gentle caress
fingertips on my cheeks, spine
- the sun, unlike you, here

Too good for words

[Nerdanel]

thanks a lot, guys! it just came to me this morning..