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Beren3000 · 11-27-2004, 04:37 PM

Beautiful poem sun-star! I should check in on this thread more often

Lilian

I

Airy, fairy Lilian,
Flitting, fairy Lilian,
When I ask her if she love me
Claps her tiny hands above me,
Laughing all she can;
She'll not tell me if she love me,
Cruel little Lilian.

II

When my passion seeks
Pleasance in love-sighs
She, looking thro' and thro' me
Thoroughly to undo me,
Smiling, never speaks:
So innocent-arch, so cunning-simple,
From beneath her gathered wimple
Glancing with black-beaded eyes
Till the lightning laughters dimple
The baby-roses in her cheeks;
Then away she flies.

III

Prythee weep, May Lilian!
Gaiety without eclipse
Wearieth me, May Lilian:
Thro' my very heart it thrilleth
When from crimson-threaded lips
Silver-treble laughter trilleth:
Prythee weep, May Lilian.

IV

Praying all I can
If prayers will not hush thee,
Airy Lilian
Like a rose-leaf I will crush thee,
Fairy Lilian.

-Alfred Lord Tennyson

sun-star · 11-27-2004, 05:25 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Beren3000

Praying all I can
If prayers will not hush thee,
Airy Lilian
Like a rose-leaf I will crush thee,
Fairy Lilian.

That's such a brilliant ending. I love how it suddenly switches the mood.

Beren3000 · 11-28-2004, 02:09 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by sun-star

That's such a brilliant ending. I love how it suddenly switches the mood.

Yeah, Tennyson had a way with words

I also like the musical quality of the poem, not many poets can manage it that well.

Beren3000 · 11-30-2004, 03:41 PM

What if I say I shall not wait?
What if I burst the fleshly gate,
And pass escaped to thee?
What if I file this mortal off,
See where it hurt me-that's enough-
And wade in liberty?

They cannot hurt us anymore,
Dungeons may call and guns implore
Unmeaning, now, to me
As laughter was an hour ago,
Or laces or a traveling show
Or who died yesterday.

-Emily Dickinson

(Definitely not sure about the punctuation)

Don't you think the idea of two lovers' souls longing to be free is an echo of Tolkien's "Release from bondage"?

Tamuril Sirfalas · 03-01-2006, 09:11 PM

i like poetry...i write poetry too!!!

UNFORTUNATE FATE

Scream into pieces
Rouse the tempest of death
A thousand lustful secrets
Pleading wiht the tongue you can't use.

The limit of lies
The truth of the silent
Stain silver blood across her lips
Little ivory kisses on her burning brow.

Doomed now to fall still
The angels fly the breathless die
Spew out words of true immortal sin
Who will tempt the next poor soul?

by moi. Rozlyn...so whar do you think?

Lotesse · 03-02-2006, 01:53 AM

It's pretty dramatic. I like "the breathless die." I wonder about the ivory kisses, though; what does that mean - why are the kisses ivory? Also, why are the blood stains silver? Pretty colour images but I wonder what they symbolise. After reading & talking about Dante's inferno lately over on the other thread, it brings to mind a Dante-esque sort of scene, which is nice and visually dramatic. Very bloody; very religiously mythy, like an old cathedral painting come to life.

littleadanel · 03-02-2006, 06:09 AM

Roz!

It's nice hearing from you. I saw you posted in the Writers Workshop too.

I have to agree with Lotesse's "Very bloody; very religiously mythy". And - "The angels fly the breathless die" - great.

My favourite poets are Hungarians - esp. one guy, who could play with the sound and rhythm of our language the way no one else could, IMO. It's always a joy reading him.

But recently, in my literature seminar, I'm getting to know more English-speaking poets. Funny that none of the "biggies" caught my eye, but a poem we had for a fun reading exercise. It was from a guy called Paul Fleischman (sp?

) from his book 'Joyful Noise - Poems for Two Voices'. Interesting, because it's a really simple text, written for children IIRC, but the uniqueness of it is that "for two voices" thing. It sounds great when read out aloud.

Tamuril Sirfalas · 03-03-2006, 01:16 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Lotesse

It's pretty dramatic. I like "the breathless die." I wonder about the ivory kisses, though; what does that mean - why are the kisses ivory? Also, why are the blood stains silver? Pretty colour images but I wonder what they symbolise. After reading & talking about Dante's inferno lately over on the other thread, it brings to mind a Dante-esque sort of scene, which is nice and visually dramatic. Very bloody; very religiously mythy, like an old cathedral painting come to life.

never heard of dante-esque thing...ivory kisses on her burning brow...well i always imagined ivory being cold so...ivroy kisses on her burning brow seemed to make some sense..and with the silver blood...everyone always uses red or crimson for the colour of blood..i thought i would be different and plus i kinda got the idea from harry potter and the unicorns blood...being pure and innocent

Tamuril Sirfalas · 03-03-2006, 01:18 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by littleadanel

Roz!

It's nice hearing from you. I saw you posted in the Writers Workshop too.

I have to agree with Lotesse's "Very bloody; very religiously mythy". And - "The angels fly the breathless die" - great.

My favourite poets are Hungarians - esp. one guy, who could play with the sound and rhythm of our language the way no one else could, IMO. It's always a joy reading him.

But recently, in my literature seminar, I'm getting to know more English-speaking poets. Funny that none of the "biggies" caught my eye, but a poem we had for a fun reading exercise. It was from a guy called Paul Fleischman (sp?

) from his book 'Joyful Noise - Poems for Two Voices'. Interesting, because it's a really simple text, written for children IIRC, but the uniqueness of it is that "for two voices" thing. It sounds great when read out aloud.

thankyou

i like it too..i'll enter in my "time piece" one when i get home...at school right now so i dont have my poetry book with me...have over 80 actually...

Tamuril Sirfalas · 03-07-2006, 02:28 PM

also about me poem UNFORTUNATE FATE, the girl who has a burning deadly fever is innocent and should not have fallen ill in the first place and she is pure ( because of the silver blood being innocent and pure) so she could not be sinful or evil...so that is not the cause of her illness. the angels give her ivory kisses on her burning brow, trying to bless an innocent and pure girl tainted with a disease. Ivory---being cool and soothing to the fever's burn... if this absoutly makes any sense to any of you...but it makes really big sense to me....since i wrote it. funny how the things that you write makes perfect sense and then ones you didnot sometimes dont...wierd. and that is my conclusion of my poem UNFORTUNATE FATE.

Snowdog · 03-08-2006, 12:03 AM

eggs, bacon, spam
feeding the knights who say ni
english kniggets run

Lotesse · 03-08-2006, 02:12 AM

Snowdog, is that a Haiku poem? Awesome!!

Liked it!

Tamuril Sirfalas · 03-08-2006, 12:49 PM

THERE IS

There is a girl in the corner
There is a man in the bathroom
There is blood on the counter
There is blood on the bed.

There is battered, broken in the corner
There is abuse in the bathroom
There is blood in the sink
All over the walls.

Helpless in the corner
Murder in the bathroom
Blood on the floor
Blood on the couch.

Red and black
Take it back
You had your chance
You stole a glance.

There is sobbing in the corner
There is fear in the bathroom
There is blood on your knife
All over the fridge.

Take it back
Wind it back
Red and black
You had your chance.

There is shattered in the corner
There is bitterness in the bathroom
There is blood on the glass
There is blood on the pictures.

Take it back
Red and black
You stole a glance
You had your chance.

Red and black
Wind it back
Take it back
Red and black.

There is death in the corner
There is murderer in the bathroom
There is blood in the corner
There is blood on his hands.

by me! what do you all think?

Tamuril Sirfalas · 04-18-2006, 01:46 PM

so anyone who wants to...step up and summit a poem...gets some feedback and use this thread..its a good one i'll wagger

Count Comfect · 04-18-2006, 02:17 PM

William Shakespeare:

When my love swears that she is made of truth
I do believe her, though I know she lies
That she might think me some untutor'd youth
Unlearned in the world's false subtleties.
Thus vainly thinking that she thinks me young,
Although I know my years are past the best,
Simply I credit her false-speaking tongue
On both sides, then, is simple truth suppress'd.
But wherefore says not she she is unjust
And wherefore say not I that I am old?
O, love's best habit is in seeming trust
And age in love loves not to hear years told.
And thus I lie with her, she lies with me
In both our faults by lies we flattered be.

***Khamûl*** · 06-23-2006, 12:22 AM

There was a time in my life
when I enjoyed being alone
Spending time by myself
just the two of us
just me and my thoughts

That was before it happened
before everything changed
Now the solitude is a little too lonely
I inevitably just sit
and think about her
and wonder why

03-01-2006, 09:11 PM	#165
Tamuril Sirfalas Elven Warrior Join Date: Nov 2005 Posts: 340	i like poetry...i write poetry too!!! UNFORTUNATE FATE Scream into pieces Rouse the tempest of death A thousand lustful secrets Pleading wiht the tongue you can't use. The limit of lies The truth of the silent Stain silver blood across her lips Little ivory kisses on her burning brow. Doomed now to fall still The angels fly the breathless die Spew out words of true immortal sin Who will tempt the next poor soul? by moi. Rozlyn...so whar do you think? __________________ Nin o Chithaeglir, lasto beth daer: Rimmo nin Bruinen dan in Ulaer! Nin o Chithaeglir, lasto beth daer: Rimmo nin Bruinen dan in Ulaer! REST IN PEACE GRANDMA, GREAT AUNT, GREAT UNCLE .....they're gunna fly with the angels now so say goodbye..but i can't. You don't really realize the importance of someone until they are gone

03-02-2006, 01:53 AM	#166
Lotesse of the House of Fëanor Join Date: Apr 2005 Location: Los Angeles Posts: 6,150	It's pretty dramatic. I like "the breathless die." I wonder about the ivory kisses, though; what does that mean - why are the kisses ivory? Also, why are the blood stains silver? Pretty colour images but I wonder what they symbolise. After reading & talking about Dante's inferno lately over on the other thread, it brings to mind a Dante-esque sort of scene, which is nice and visually dramatic. Very bloody; very religiously mythy, like an old cathedral painting come to life. __________________ Few people have the imagination for reality. ~Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

03-02-2006, 06:09 AM	#167
littleadanel of the House of Bëor Join Date: Jul 2005 Location: Eastwards. Posts: 979	Roz! It's nice hearing from you. I saw you posted in the Writers Workshop too. I have to agree with Lotesse's "Very bloody; very religiously mythy". And - "The angels fly the breathless die" - great. My favourite poets are Hungarians - esp. one guy, who could play with the sound and rhythm of our language the way no one else could, IMO. It's always a joy reading him. But recently, in my literature seminar, I'm getting to know more English-speaking poets. Funny that none of the "biggies" caught my eye, but a poem we had for a fun reading exercise. It was from a guy called Paul Fleischman (sp? ) from his book 'Joyful Noise - Poems for Two Voices'. Interesting, because it's a really simple text, written for children IIRC, but the uniqueness of it is that "for two voices" thing. It sounds great when read out aloud. __________________ I'm good in bed - I can sleep for days

03-07-2006, 02:28 PM	#170
Tamuril Sirfalas Elven Warrior Join Date: Nov 2005 Posts: 340	also about me poem UNFORTUNATE FATE, the girl who has a burning deadly fever is innocent and should not have fallen ill in the first place and she is pure ( because of the silver blood being innocent and pure) so she could not be sinful or evil...so that is not the cause of her illness. the angels give her ivory kisses on her burning brow, trying to bless an innocent and pure girl tainted with a disease. Ivory---being cool and soothing to the fever's burn... if this absoutly makes any sense to any of you...but it makes really big sense to me....since i wrote it. funny how the things that you write makes perfect sense and then ones you didnot sometimes dont...wierd. and that is my conclusion of my poem UNFORTUNATE FATE. __________________ Nin o Chithaeglir, lasto beth daer: Rimmo nin Bruinen dan in Ulaer! Nin o Chithaeglir, lasto beth daer: Rimmo nin Bruinen dan in Ulaer! REST IN PEACE GRANDMA, GREAT AUNT, GREAT UNCLE .....they're gunna fly with the angels now so say goodbye..but i can't. You don't really realize the importance of someone until they are gone

03-08-2006, 12:03 AM	#171
Snowdog Dúnedain Ranger of the North Join Date: Aug 2000 Location: The Ruins of Arnor Posts: 892	eggs, bacon, spam feeding the knights who say ni english kniggets run __________________ "I am an outlaw, I was born an outlaw's son. The highway is my legacy, on the highway I will run."

11-27-2004, 04:37 PM	#161
Beren3000 Fëanorophobic Join Date: May 2004 Location: Between the pages of a book Posts: 1,417	Beautiful poem sun-star! I should check in on this thread more often Lilian I Airy, fairy Lilian, Flitting, fairy Lilian, When I ask her if she love me Claps her tiny hands above me, Laughing all she can; She'll not tell me if she love me, Cruel little Lilian. II When my passion seeks Pleasance in love-sighs She, looking thro' and thro' me Thoroughly to undo me, Smiling, never speaks: So innocent-arch, so cunning-simple, From beneath her gathered wimple Glancing with black-beaded eyes Till the lightning laughters dimple The baby-roses in her cheeks; Then away she flies. III Prythee weep, May Lilian! Gaiety without eclipse Wearieth me, May Lilian: Thro' my very heart it thrilleth When from crimson-threaded lips Silver-treble laughter trilleth: Prythee weep, May Lilian. IV Praying all I can If prayers will not hush thee, Airy Lilian Like a rose-leaf I will crush thee, Fairy Lilian. -Alfred Lord Tennyson

11-30-2004, 03:41 PM	#164
Beren3000 Fëanorophobic Join Date: May 2004 Location: Between the pages of a book Posts: 1,417	What if I say I shall not wait? What if I burst the fleshly gate, And pass escaped to thee? What if I file this mortal off, See where it hurt me-that's enough- And wade in liberty? They cannot hurt us anymore, Dungeons may call and guns implore Unmeaning, now, to me As laughter was an hour ago, Or laces or a traveling show Or who died yesterday. -Emily Dickinson (Definitely not sure about the punctuation) Don't you think the idea of two lovers' souls longing to be free is an echo of Tolkien's "Release from bondage"?

03-08-2006, 02:12 AM	#172
Lotesse of the House of Fëanor Join Date: Apr 2005 Location: Los Angeles Posts: 6,150	Snowdog, is that a Haiku poem? Awesome!! Liked it! __________________ Few people have the imagination for reality. ~Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

03-08-2006, 12:49 PM	#173
Tamuril Sirfalas Elven Warrior Join Date: Nov 2005 Posts: 340	THERE IS There is a girl in the corner There is a man in the bathroom There is blood on the counter There is blood on the bed. There is battered, broken in the corner There is abuse in the bathroom There is blood in the sink All over the walls. Helpless in the corner Murder in the bathroom Blood on the floor Blood on the couch. Red and black Take it back You had your chance You stole a glance. There is sobbing in the corner There is fear in the bathroom There is blood on your knife All over the fridge. Take it back Wind it back Red and black You had your chance. There is shattered in the corner There is bitterness in the bathroom There is blood on the glass There is blood on the pictures. Take it back Red and black You stole a glance You had your chance. Red and black Wind it back Take it back Red and black. There is death in the corner There is murderer in the bathroom There is blood in the corner There is blood on his hands. by me! what do you all think? __________________ Nin o Chithaeglir, lasto beth daer: Rimmo nin Bruinen dan in Ulaer! Nin o Chithaeglir, lasto beth daer: Rimmo nin Bruinen dan in Ulaer! REST IN PEACE GRANDMA, GREAT AUNT, GREAT UNCLE .....they're gunna fly with the angels now so say goodbye..but i can't. You don't really realize the importance of someone until they are gone

04-18-2006, 01:46 PM	#174
Tamuril Sirfalas Elven Warrior Join Date: Nov 2005 Posts: 340	this thread so anyone who wants to...step up and summit a poem...gets some feedback and use this thread..its a good one i'll wagger __________________ Nin o Chithaeglir, lasto beth daer: Rimmo nin Bruinen dan in Ulaer! Nin o Chithaeglir, lasto beth daer: Rimmo nin Bruinen dan in Ulaer! REST IN PEACE GRANDMA, GREAT AUNT, GREAT UNCLE .....they're gunna fly with the angels now so say goodbye..but i can't. You don't really realize the importance of someone until they are gone

04-18-2006, 02:17 PM	#175
Count Comfect Word Santa Claus Join Date: Feb 2004 Location: Chicago, IL Posts: 2,922	William Shakespeare: When my love swears that she is made of truth I do believe her, though I know she lies That she might think me some untutor'd youth Unlearned in the world's false subtleties. Thus vainly thinking that she thinks me young, Although I know my years are past the best, Simply I credit her false-speaking tongue On both sides, then, is simple truth suppress'd. But wherefore says not she she is unjust And wherefore say not I that I am old? O, love's best habit is in seeming trust And age in love loves not to hear years told. And thus I lie with her, she lies with me In both our faults by lies we flattered be. __________________ Sufficient to have stood, yet free to fall. Last edited by Count Comfect : 04-18-2006 at 02:24 PM.

06-23-2006, 12:22 AM	#176
*Khamûl* Slacker Warrior Admin Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Alabama Posts: 2,759	There was a time in my life when I enjoyed being alone Spending time by myself just the two of us just me and my thoughts That was before it happened before everything changed Now the solitude is a little too lonely I inevitably just sit and think about her and wonder why __________________ "If the giving of information is to be the cure of your inquisitiveness, I shall spend all the rest of my days in answering you." Gandalf to Pippin Psalm 107:31

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