STICKY POST
By greathoneybear.
Friday, 16. November 2007, 23:10:51
poetry, group
Everyone on this group can post whatever they feel like. This group belongs to us all.
Hey guys, just a FYI, we have been getting many poems that are coming in which are fantastic. Just want to let everyone know that many poems are on several pages so that all the poems can be looked at and commented on. The poems are coming in faster than people know. Which is great.
Now, I know we also have lots of members in our group. So hopefully, we have more poetry coming our way as well. "hint, hint"
This is a great group of people and I am proud to belong to this group.
By Maree Long.
Wednesday, 12. November 2008, 09:00:04
Wishes
Invoke the the orb
to shine upon me new
and never let it say goodnight
let me not strain
for all that I desire
let peace come to me
willingly in the dead of night
celestiele beam
that orbits my heart
dispelling the darkness
captivated by pure light
in awe and wonder
I stare and gaze
and hold you in my palm
but all is illusion
and small am I
beneath your rays
as if passing time
languidly, you stare
back and look out for me
is it too much to ask,
to desire and wish
for the moon?
counter clockwise you
encircle my heart
and you affect the rise
and fall of all my emotions
as easily as you control
the tides of the very
depths and breath
of the oceans
and who can but nought
stand still beneath
your haunting gaze?
for you are my protector
in the darkest part of my day
and if I could but steal the kiss
that would make all wishes
come true
then I would climb the
tallest tree and reach
into the heavenly realms
and seal the promise of deed
Maree Long
(c) Maree Long 2008
By Maree Long.
Tuesday, 11. November 2008, 05:34:54
Wishfull and Listless
Wishfull and listless
my mind wanders
the corridors of time
fantasy and beliefs
they gather to their
melting place
desire and longing
greet me with open arms
and fullfillment empty
profound and progressive
wishfull thoughts and rhetoric
encircle the heart
the illusion that what you
wish for
is actually true
evidence and rationality
that argues
it's existance
self serving
the bias
of emotional memory
reduced the substance
of one's youthfull
fallacy
irrelevant the conclusion
and false the comprimise
proof of assertion
meets its demise
in the lack
of chronological snobbery
and there I am left alone
wandering those corridors
isolated within my mind..
Maree Long
(c) Maree Long 2008
youv'e started something now valius
By Maree Long.
Tuesday, 11. November 2008, 02:55:40
The Wishfullness of Imagination
Beyond the cold damp soil of the grave
lies desire and wishful thinking
that all men crave
Beyond the reach of fearful darkness
lies the peace that beckons
that leaves all men in such accursedness
"Rest in Peace" the stone tablet says
but you are six foot under
of what was once but now portrays
the mortal silence of wishful imagination
and now the judgement
and cold stark realisation
that life is not about wishful thinking
no sugar and spice and all things nice
but into the fiery abyss one is sinking
for the rejection of that simple truth
that can only be found in Christ
gone is the opportunity of youth
gone is the wisdom of age that could have brung
you sweet relief and joyful living
and praises to God you could have sung
So "Rest In Peace" if you think you can
amidst your wishful imagination
and the worship of man
Maree Long
(c) Maree Long 2008
far be it from me valius to leave a challange unheeded...hope this one meets with your approval....
By valius324.
Saturday, 11. October 2008, 20:15:46
It's been a little while since I've been able to write or visit with any consistency. After two eye surgeries for cataracts and another surgery scheduled to correct a two year old torn knee I decided to calm my nervousness about the coming surgery by writing a poem. My eye surgeries both went great. I can see clearly now and a whole new bright world has opened for me. However, it did nothing for my poetry writing.
I wanted to write something, anything but went blank. It was then that I remembered what maree long had done for me. She challenged me to write a poem about a "closet". I finally after promises came up with something I was satisfied with even if I wasn't. Since I couldn't think of anything I decided to put that same challenge up for everyone. I'll call it, the "maree" challenge except I'll get to pick the subject this time. So out of a hat the topic will be "Wishes" or "Wishing" or anything concerning a wish.
Looking forward to some fine poetry as I have come to enjoy on "Poetry In Motion" or in my case, even to some bad poetry!
By wildtazzmaa.
Wednesday, 24. September 2008, 09:36:20
poetry, poems, love, wildtazzmaa
...
Originally posted by wildtazzmaa:
I can no longer run* I can no longer hide* From this pain inside*
No more fleeing out the door* Running from where I've been* For it is all still within*
Carried on a journey nowhere* Of which upon arrival* I still struggle for survival*
It is time to stand strong* It is time to face the pain* Only then from dying will I refrain*
By wildtazzmaa.
Wednesday, 24. September 2008, 06:40:18
poetry, poems, love, wildtazzmaa
...
Originally posted by wildtazzma:
The love in his smile* The praise in his eyes* All the while* Filling our lives* With an abundance of love* For all to share* Sent from above* God does care* For he sent you to me* A Lord to cherish* Always to be* Never to perish*
By valius324.
Tuesday, 23. September 2008, 18:58:04
I have many words to describe Kenites but my favorite is one that you have never heard...one I coined:
Naynoids
Who are these strange people the Naynoids of the earth
Can't do it mustn't try it never happened what is their real worth
They hold you down tie your hands with rubber bands
Cloud your mind with all their lies keep the young from any highs
There was never a holocaust no such lynchings not even a God
Grass turns brown trees will fall and gone is the goldenrod
Pleasuring in tales of woe making your friends become your foe
Damping your seeds with their destructive creeds
Who are these strange people the Naynoids of the earth
Can't do it mustn't try it never happened what is their real worth
They hold you down tie your hands with rubber bands
Cloud your mind with all their lies keep the young from any highs
There is a way the rid your life of those that try to shake you
Think of useful and positive things all the good you can do
Learn to turn your head away to smile and just ignore
Shut them out of all your thoughts then slam tight the entrance door
Who are these strange people the Naynoids of the earth
Can't do it mustn't try it never happened what is their real worth
Raise up your hands and break the hold that they have on you
Keep your faith stay in the word to your fellow man be true
By valius324.
Tuesday, 23. September 2008, 18:53:20
Ode and Omen to Muggers and Thuggers
I've heard and read of your cowardly deeds
Which go to prove you have wayward creeds
Seems you have just one devotion to send us all back home
You walk to streets looking, in darkness you just roam
Your terror you disperse among children, women, weak and the old
Which goes to prove you have not given any thought to your very soul
By your hand we leave this earth to be with our father and our kin
Does it make you happy to know in the end, you can not win
One day you too will make your final trip to see your very own mate
Happiness will elude you then since you are sealing your own fate
Rejoice to you to know you will not be alone he'll meet you wearing red
Then you have forever to burn, knowing your soul is dead
I do not expect that this warning will change any part of your life
You have given no thought that one day the devil will be your wife
Continue your ugliness your killing and your pain
Our lives will not be taken by you, to have lived just in vain
You may steal our flesh but our spirits will live in our eternal peace
The day will come when you have no more control and your ways they will cease
Today I beg of you to think and consider what you do
I ask of this not for me, but to save just one and that one is you
I'm not sure if I wrote this or not. If by chance I didn't please let me know the author so I can give proper credit. It seems to me that these are my words but I can't be 100% sure since I didn't see my signature at the end. Gee getting old and forgetting is no fun! I like this poem which is another hint it may not be mine.
By valius324.
Tuesday, 23. September 2008, 15:41:51
(Graphic...a road in Rome with characters at varied stages of walking from small to forefront large)
ONE-BY-ONE
Banned together forever by the known deeds they had done One by one they joined. They came willingly, one by one.
Dressed in every shade, styles of yor and now they came different people and different reasons even some the same.
From Gaul to China to Hamilton where ever there shone a sun, each joining as the need arose but always one by one.
All that was in common the end result some call it fame doesn't really matter, none rose just to make a name.
From East and West, North and South covering the entire globe every walk and age of life, even one who slept by a stove.
They came and joined and sacrificed and when it was done, From every corner of the earth they came, one by one.
These are the ones I think dearly of, the heroes of my life the ones that gave theirs and proved me not alone in strife.
They are the ones that have guided me, equaled only by none Sometimes paired but always they came, gathering one by one.
These are my heroes; JFK, Joan of Arc, Cochise, Samson, Jody Foster, Alexander Hamilton, Audie Murphy, Bill Pickett, Emily Dickinson, Martin Luther King, Charles de Gaulle, Kelly, Drew, Jim Thorpe, Mohammad Ali, Jesse Owens, Albert Einstein, Celine Dion, Zeus, Helen of Troy, my Dad and greathoneybear.
So you see, if you choose to become my friend, you just might be stuck with me.
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