Another Artistic Thread - POEMS

[izchan]

The Windhover
By -- Gerald Manley Hopkins

I caught this morning morning's minion,
kingdom of daylight's dauphin,
dapple-dawn-drawn Falcon, in his riding
Of the rolling level underneath him steady air, and striding
High there, how he rung upon the rein of a wimpling wing
In his ecstasy! then off, off forth on swing,
As a skate's heel sweeps smooth on a bow-bend: the hurl and gliding
Rebuffed the big wind. My heart in hiding
Stirred for a bird,--the achieve of, the mastery of the thing!

Brute beauty and valour and act, oh, air, pride, plume, here
Buckle! AND the fire that breaks from thee then, a billion
Times told lovelier, more dangerous, O my chevalier!

No wonder of it: sheer plod makes plough down sillion
Shine, and blue-bleak embers, ah my dear,
Fall, gall themselves, and gash gold-vermillion.

[izchan]

To a Young Child
By -- Gerald Manley Hopkins

Margaret, are you grieving
Over Goldengrove unleaving?
Leaves, like the things of man, you
With your fresh thoughts care for, can you?
Ah! as the heart grows older
It will come to such sights colder
By and by, nor spare a sigh
Though worlds of wanwood leafmeal lie;
And yet you will weep and know why.
Now no matter, child, the name:
Sorrow's springs are the same.
Nor mouth had, no nor mind, expressed
What heart heard of, ghost guessed:
It is the blight man was born for,
It is Margaret you mourn for.

[izchan]

Gerald Manley Hopkins
1844–89,
English poet, educated at Oxford.

Entering the Roman Catholic Church in 1866 and the Jesuit novitiate in 1868, he was ordained in 1877. Upon becoming a Jesuit he burned much of his early verse and abandoned the writing of poetry.

However, the sinking in 1875 of a German ship carrying five Franciscan nuns, exiles from Germany, inspired him to write one of his most impressive poems “The Wreck of the Deutschland.”

Thereafter he produced his best poetry, including “God’s Grandeur,” “The Windhover,” “The Leaden Echo,” and “The Golden Echo.”

[jarsonic]

thank you, izchan.

- Jarsonic

(this is the part where you post "When Kingfishers Catch Fire." )

[izchan]

As per requested.

: As kingfishers catch fire, dragonflies dráw fláme’
By -- Gerald Manley Hopkins

AS kingfishers catch fire, dragonflies dráw fláme;
As tumbled over rim in roundy wells
Stones ring; like each tucked string tells, each hung bell’s
Bow swung finds tongue to fling out broad its name;
Each mortal thing does one thing and the same:
Deals out that being indoors each one dwells;
Selves—goes itself; myself it speaks and spells,
Crying Whát I do is me: for that I came.

Í say móre: the just man justices;
Kéeps gráce: thát keeps all his goings graces;
Acts in God’s eye what in God’s eye he is—
Chríst—for Christ plays in ten thousand places,
Lovely in limbs, and lovely in eyes not his
To the Father through the features of men’s faces.

[jarsonic]

atta boy.

btw - I think the fonts a little messed up... might wanna edit that? The forums seems to do that with copy-and-paste stuff sometimes.

- Jarsonic

[izchan]

The fonts look ok, as it is as the original.

Here is today's contributioin.

: Tales told by time

As the days past by
we hear the sounds of time echo on
telling us of the stories of past
of things gone and forgotten

And it says
that we will one day go away
leaving behind the trails
of love lost and hearts broken

It also says that legends are made
within these times of turmoil
Hero's are born by holding on to life
even if it the cause burns them down inside
they carry on their fight

Even if one day when it all fades away
and memories of the deeds forgotten
time will still hold the tail
of man battling the war of faith
doing what needs to be done
forever fighting untill the end
and a new life can then begin

Something that pop in my mind.
Maybe due to reading too much hopkins ...

[wildsegolily]

a little something I wrote today during a discussion on eastern philosophy

EXIST

the sinking sun
is another day
cast beyond the waves
he rises again
he follows his way
never to his grave

the rising moon
calms the night
of eternal life
she bathes our rooms
with constant light
throughout our human strife

man and woman
night and day
we live in constant waves
yet we are one
we share our way
and rise above the maze

[Magic_Midget]

Originally posted by izchan
Xara, that was beautiful.
After reading so many gothic stuff from Lee, your words are like the sunshine after a hurricane.

Don't you agree that Lee has a talent in writing the reader into a world of dark and ghoilish world? Pure talent.

I write love poems too....
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Underneath a Starlit Sky by Lee

In these dark, moonless nights;
Sitting under this here tree;
Swatting away the bugs without a fight;
And just thinking of the one I love tonight.

I pick out a star in the night sky;
Twiddle my thumbs, and make my wish;
That you will love me, not lie;
And make sure thy love is nourished.

Wishing upon the brightest star;
Wondering why my love lives so far;
But the distance doesn't matter;
For our love won't be shattered.

Sitting under the tree;
Gazing at a star as I wish it was mine;
Setting my mind free;
Underneath a starlit sky.

[Magic_Midget]

Forever by Lee

My heart is damp from the tears I've shed,

I find myself wishing that I was dead,
My love for you stronger than ever,
Yours for me, as if it was never,
Why if you're so happy am I so sad,
Right now I wish I could talk to my dad,
But if I tried he'd ask why am I so pathetic and why am I still there,
My life without you, so incomplete,
Why can't the good times just repeat,
Suicide is the every other thought in my mind, second to you,
I wish that all my wishes would come true,
And you would see that I was the only one for you,
I believe that deep down inside your heart still resides love for me,
You're so amazing I hope you know,
You helped me to live,
You showed me to grow,
I'll always wish with my whole heart for us to be together,
And I'll always remember when you said...FOREVER...

[Ian the Korean]

Fairwell

I am done with this place
In my heart it has left space
I love it no more
It has left my soul sore
No longer is there any need of me
Now that I look, this I can see
I wish it were not this way
I have so much more I could say
To this place I may return
But for now I have learned
That in this magnificent spot
Where I am no longer sought
For now I must say fairwell
and return to the depths of hell.

[xarajodie]

Weeping Willow

Years ago under the willow tree
I felt your heart and heard you breathe
I was sure you were the one for me
Under that willow tree.

Our love was pure and burning heat
Everytime we did chance to meet
Our hearts soared high and our souls were free
Under the willow tree.

Years went past and soon we stopped meeting
Our souls parted ways and we went seeking
And the lonely willow began its weeping
Oh that sad willow tree.

Here I stand now with my eyes on the leaves
And through the hot wind, memories weave
Always surviving the storm, it seems,
Under the willow tree.

[Magic_Midget]

Cold Winds by Lee
2/19/02

Cold winds, still air of death;
A dark soul has left;
Roses once red...;
Turns black as it bled;

Whipping the leaves of gray;
Leaving my body astray;
Flesh rotting, nothing remains;
Soul tattered and stained;
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Daddy by Lee
2/19/02

Life is a dull cold place;
Just like the deep grooves in my face;
Sunken, dark eyes of pain;
Pupils and iris, stained;
Tainted heart and soul;
Nothing 'cept a black coal;
Skin deep cuts and bruises;
Around my neck from nooses;
Parched and dry my skin;
Cleansed from evil sin;
Stripped naked and cold;
Like a slave ready to be sold;
Bent down and raped like a virgin;
But Daddy says its my holy purgin;
Left to cry in my room;
Locked in this damned tomb.

[PhotoFx]

nothing to say for myself, but i like all the poems posted so far, especially xara's... i guess i'm just getting tired of rhyme no offense to any of you, of course.

that last stanza is beautiful, xara, mainly the "memories weave", without any unnessesary thoughts or words, just simple. I've been looking for something simple. i think i'll try something, come back later tonight.

-Alan

[Magic_Midget]

hmmm......im very competitive when it comes to poems sometime..but xara has to be the best one i read..and it a lot better than mine too...
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A Silent Ending by Lee

Placing my body in this sanctuary;
Keeping me frozen in stone;
Closing the vault and keeping it buried;
My body is still and prone;
In this same standing position;
All day and all night in this stony composition;
That has sealed this dead body of mine;
And caused an unbreakable seal within my mind;
Waiting to be uncovered and love once more;
To await my heart to be healed and not be sore;
Taken the light from these eyes;
My hands turned hard and dried;
Everything is still, the air is running out;
No one can hear this soul shout;
Nothing I can do to change or amend;
Coming to an end.

[wildsegolily]

these dripping tears
crystalize
tinkling on the ground
I shatter in my world
oh sweet, hold me once again
warmth around my skin

these burning tears
mesmerize
steaming from the ground
I'm melting in my world
oh friend, sooth me once again
cool breeze floods within

these aching tears
paralyze
freezing in the ground
I'm chained into my world
oh love, free me once again
let me live again

[wildsegolily]

Something is swallowing me up
Inside I feel empty
Completely drained of me
as I wonder again and again
will I ever win
in this big game of me
I'm alone in my room
I try to drink me back
but my heart has gone black
And I find myself wanting more
I try to find a door
But all I find to escape my lies
are more lying eyes
They are swallowing me up
hollowing me out
I have this need to shout
as I wonder again and again
will I ever win
in this big game of me
Life can be so dark
I go on without light
Not a clue to what's right
And I want to know why I am here
still filled with fear
But I don't know about anything true
I don't know about you
All I can really say is that lies come and go
And love will die slow
like I feel it doing now
Drinking down my soul
Leaving me a hole
Something is swallowing me up
Inside I feel empty
Completely drained of me
as I wonder again and again
will I ever win
in this big game of me

[izchan]

Strange poem, wrote it and felt that it did not come from me.

: Boredom

Do you know what boredom is?
Do you know how it feels?
Do you know what all these means?

I sit here pondering
what's happening in my life
why are all these ideas
swarming around like flies

Faced with a problem
of eternal damnation
I am forced to confront
my deepest and strongest lies

Do you know what boredom is?
Do you know how it feels?
Now I will tell you all those feelings
it feels like water rising on your heels
it feels like time strangling your soul
it feels like your sanity disappearing
it feels like death but yet alive still
it feels like eternity stuck between two seconds
it feels like falling into the deep abyss

Now that you know
what are you going to do about it?
are you going to sit there and ponder away
letting those sickening feelings make you decay
or stand up and scream
Scream for freedom from this life.

may post something later.

[izchan]

Even stranger poem than the last one.

Hope you guys don't bail on me for this ...

: Journey of me

It could be me
It could be not
It might be me
It might be not
It should be me
It should be not
It can be me
It can be not
Twisted faiths
and its twisted knots
haven taken a toll
on my sacred fort
breaking down my walls
and sanity my rots
in these fallen dreams
of my journey to GOD

see u guys tommorow.

[PhotoFx]

and, in contrast: (good stuff isaac, but my mood needs some fresh air)

WINTER|SPRING

I, while locked within a
shrouded swirling prison, sat, and
thought on times that were and
hearts that captured mine, to
keep me for eternity.

Loth was I, while loves and
other phantoms of my life would
hem me in, to reach out
through this mirror'd wall and
find a hand to steady me.

Darkest time has never
borne me tides of joy or floods of
hate, but only smiling
disilusionment to
wrap my heart in clouds of fear.

Oft unlooked for comes a
shining, shapeless dawn that shows the
new-sprung grass is green and
lithesome air's afire, for
Love has let the light in here.

any ideas for titles? i want one, but nothing jumps to mind...

[edit] too late, it has one now, look! [/edit]

-Alan

[Trista]

I want to be your friend.
I care about you so much.
At times you have shown me
What a beautiful heart
Beats inside of you.
But sometimes you make me cry.
I try to understand you,
But sometimes I can not.
I only understand
What you allow me.
You say that I am
One of the few who know you,
But I do not know you really.
You can be so hard
That I can not break through
To your thoughts and feelings,
Though we both like when I do.
I think it makes us feel
A special kind of closeness.
I want to be close to you,
But you make it so complicated.
Why can't it just be simple love:
I love you and you love me?
It is not romantic,
But it is still love.
And when you are cold,
Your ice cracks my heart.
I care for you so much
That it is insane.
I only wish I knew
What was going on in your mind
Those times you put up barriers.
If I do not know what you feel,
There is not much I can do.
And all I want to do
Is make you smile.

[Ian the Korean]

When I was at school, I was observing how people are nice to a person one second and then just turn around and say something mean about them the next. The people here just lie all of the time and never seem to be true to themselves or others. I'm not really sure who I can trust anymore.

The Masquerade

The entire world is a masquerade
No is true anymore
Everything has become a charade
What is all of this for

All of the people that I see everyday
Hide behind a mask
They're full of self-doubt in every way
In their lies they always bask

Why can't anyone be true to their name
The deception continues to grow
They must realize it causes the pain
It causes them agony and woe

But the lies will just continue multiply
Till someone is ready to quit
That person must be able to stop the lies
And to the truth admit

[PhotoFx]

damn it ian, pick an avatar!

and i know the feeling of that last one, it's the one thing that i really try to avoid in myself.

[wildsegolily]

REVEALED
A little seed
buried within
sometimes starts to grow
and suddenly I'm in the woods
I'm in the tangled gnarled branches
of a vast blackness

A little hope
might not exist
but still the seed will grow
and I'll tower above the woods
above the freeing flying clouds
of tremendous white

A little strength
could still remain
as the seed still grows
and I'll chance the depth of the woods
I'll return to tangled branches
of mass confusion

A little seed
buried within
sometimes starts to show
and I'll reveal my blackened woods
and shine light into the vastness
of this hidden soul

[PhotoFx]

...wow...

that strikes true, but maybe i know where you're coming from..

-Alan

[edit to reflect RM's post below] i personally like it, and i've written a couple that were longer... sometimes it's not about making a statement, but examining something, looking around it..[/edit]

[reedit] and you did say that it's not your style... you could have mentioned that it was purely personal... [/reedit]

[rm']

All your poems are far too long Not my style at all.


A subtle kiss on
The brow of knowledge keeps me
Alive and vital.

[Magic_Midget]

ah...nice haiku RM..im not good at haiku's.but here's a try at it

Waterfalls and streams
Falls from the heavens night sky
Falling like raindrops

[PhotoFx]

two "fall"s... tsk tsk

[prem1er]

Was it too much
was it not enough
twas these lips too soft
for just one touch.
hollow stomach
and a heart of stone
I'll stare at the ceiling
just another night alone

Prem1er

[Magic_Midget]

To A Loved One by Lee

Tish, you're my one and only;
You're there when I'm feeling lonely;
You never give up on our love;
And you keep the passion in which we woved;
You're always there when I'm around;
Making me feel happy when I'm down;
Caressing at my sides;
Wiping the tears I've cried;
No matter what the situation is;
You amend it with a kiss;
And give me a big hug;
To make me feel snug;
This love in which we share;
Shows us how much we care;
For each of our hearts together;
Tish, nothing will stop me from loving you...
FOREVER!

[izchan]

First things first ...

Welcome prem1er ... ... that was a sweet poem.
I have not written something that concise for a long time. Brings back memory.
Do you have a title for it? <edit>Sorry I did not see the title ... is it To Whom It may Concern? </edit>

<edit>Had to add this in because Lee's poem is breath taking. Good work lee. I can always count on you to take to into hell and then take me to heaven. I solute you.</edit>

RM's haiku has always been a welcomed sigth to us.
It is just sad that I can't seem to find my words in that manner anymore. Need to go back to my meditations again to gain more peace in my mind.

wildsegolily's <Revealed> is a true to the heart expresion. I can almost feel my own little journey of growth again.

Ian as always, brutal in his honesty when he expresses himself in his poetry. He leaves no chance for a misinterpretation. Solid work.

Trista, have not seen your insights for sometime, love your poem. How about a title for that sweet little number you have there?

And Last but not least Alan, sorry for my darker views of life these days, apparently I am in one of my low points, so words are a bit sorrowful. But it feels good to let it all out and then move on to the next thing. <Winter|Spring> is a direct opposite to my feelings, and it feels good to have you remind me of the more positive outlook in life.

: Exhale

Knowing that better days will come
when I am down and under
does give me hope to dream
and pray for nicer weather

Little things that counts in life
are those that people miss most of all
the butterfly kisses on the cheek
or the sweetness of morning coffee
can make a day or break it

Yet at the end of the day
it is us that decides
to laugh or to sorrow
by letting depressions out
we can then have strength
and move on to tommorow

A little uptake on the mood category.
Keep the posting coming.

On a more personal note.
It is your poems that help start my day. Just so you all know.
Thank you.

[izchan]

A little something that I posted in another thread.
Thought that I will share it here as well.

: At the end

At the end
the only thing that comes to mind
is the feeling that I have inside
when you tell me that you love me
as you hug me tightly with your arms

I know you can be a bitch sometimes
actually much more bitchness than I like
but then you turn around each time
and kiss me to say its all right

My heart melts when I see you cry
My mind cringes if you were not mine
when you yell at me for being me
you still love me for my insecurity

And so at the end of all these emotions
All I can say are these simple words
I love you baby
you and your twisted mind.

[PhotoFx]

don't worry about it isaac, it was for my own good that i wrote that.. I like it myself, though that second to last line took me a good 15 minutes trying to iron out. I like that second to last one, Exhale, quite a bit. Generally i like to read more uplifing stuff, but contrasts is the best combination. I guess that's what i was shooting for.

-Alan

PS, thanks for the comment

[Magic_Midget]

Picturesque Love by Lee

Settling down in a mountainside cottage;
Freed from the unsettling city rottage;
Away from the disease of crime;
Which has filled my mind with grime;
Now to only wash it away with love;
With my caring wife, motherly as a dove;

With a waterfall view in my living room;
And the many varieties of 'shrooms;
Growing in a lively state of peace;
Amongst the trees and flowers;
Followed by the missing pieces;
To this garden of love and passion;
Me, my wife, and kids running around;
Without the torment of my mother's lashing;

At sunset, we sit down on the swing;
Me and Tish together watching the birds' wing;
Flying together in matrimony;
And I kiss my loving honey;
And watch the sun glow like embers;
That this life is something to remember.

[izchan]

To tell the truth,

I think <exhale> did me better than me venting out all my negativity.

Plus, I have always enjoyed happy things as well .. ..

Thanks for your kind words.

Will post something up later on today.

[Magic_Midget]

This has to be my best one so far....
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My Secret Garden by Lee

I have a secret garden
No you can't come in
Then you'll know where I run To
You'll know where I've been...

Its full of weeds and thorns
Surrounded by high ivy covered walls
But the roses they are beautiful
Blood red they are ...all...

There are paths that twist and turn and
Moss covered trees so old they seem to weep
I have guard dogs to protect it
So into it you can't creep...

My garden can be enchanting
With its deep green grass and pools the color of my eyes
Beautiful music echos on the wind
Whispering beauty thats only found in lies...

Its a mystical place
This garden where I hide
At times covered in thick grey fog
Can be a little dangerous to peek in from outside...

Even though the moon glows clearly
It rains here every night
Inside those tears from heaven
All my darkness turns to light...

HE lives here
In my garden that I call pain
Thats the reason its so precious
To live without it would be in vain...

[izchan]

Lee, <my secrete garden> is obviously one of your best protrayal of your inner sanctum yet.

Actually it reminds me of the story <secrete garden> so much that I could actually see the rain falls and the moonlight that you are talking about. I can see the pool and the tree with tears.

Bravo.

I will have loved to go into that garden more, when you tell us the stories that it hides within those four walls of vine.

magnificent.

[Magic_Midget]

I wish I could write happier poems more than I do dark ones. Unfortunately, I've been depressed for 7 years so..
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Singular Emotions by Lee

Pain and sorrow
over come me
All I want
is to be free

Unhappiness
is all I feel
The pain
is so unreal

Tears of joy
I never feel
I wonder if
I'll ever be healed

[izchan]

don't batter yourself over it ..
anyway ... your gothic stuff helps alot in the whole process.
It is better to express it sometimes then to keep it all bottle up.

Take heart that you are among friends here.

[prem1er]

And if something so secret
Layed under the blanket
How would it feel
If a heart you could steal

Eyes more violent than blue
And a cloud of dust hang over you
Me, would you please?
Just for a week
How long can I live with this secret to keep

Prem1er