5 minute poetry

[Zephie]

Screams for Justice

Cower for the devil may see
Blaspheme not the word they deem
Paled upon the woods they seem...
Almost nightmarish, the things they may dream
Swinging high, swinging low, they'll be...
Forever swinging in the calm summer breeze
Deep within man's darkest dreams...
A people's rights they did cease...
To honor or obey, they did cease.
Burning or swinging in the summer's breeze...
Always will their screams for justice cease.

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Yeah, yeah, I just got sociopolitical on ya. So what?

[Demon with a Glass Hand]

Ever wonder what happens when you put three NPF forumites into one chat room with infinite creative lisence? The following is a poem written by four such forumites: BlackMageGirl!(Sasami Android), DruidoftheDead, CloudStrife(Kuroude7), and me(CrescentEyeDemon)!

Ode to Instructions or Inner Battle

CrescentEyeDemon: (Okay, for "my" poem, don't worry about ryhming. Keep it free verse.)
Sasami Android: (Sucks for Cloud!)
Kuroude7: (Ok. *inner battle ensues once more*)
CrescentEyeDemon: (Additionally, "keep in character" )
DruidofUndeath: (At least I don't have to rhyme Druid again......)
Sasami Android: (*giggles*)
CrescentEyeDemon: (starting now!)
CrescentEyeDemon: Four Heroes banded, a Time Mage, A Spy, Swordsman and Druid
DruidofUndeath: (I hate you!) The four were mighty enough, no one else was recruited
CrescentEyeDemon: (I said no need to rhyme!)
DruidofUndeath: (doh)
CrescentEyeDemon: (want to rewrite your line, then?)
DruidofUndeath: (sure)
Sasami Android: (*giggles again*)
CrescentEyeDemon: (silly billy ...)
Kuroude7: (Oi.)
DruidofUndeath: Together they decided to create a masterpiece, a blend of perceptions
CrescentEyeDemon: (maybe this should be the poem. I call it "Inner Battle!")
Kuroude7: (Heh)
Kuroude7: (*thinking*)
CrescentEyeDemon: (Or "Ode to Instructions.")
DruidofUndeath: (bite me :p)
Kuroude7: Together they worked, completing the circle of ideas.
Kuroude7: (Heh.)
Sasami Android: (It'll be fun!)
CrescentEyeDemon: (*gasp* Meanie!)
Sasami Android: Ideas solidified, they stepped forth to complete the quest
CrescentEyeDemon: (Though "Inner Battles" slowed progression, adding to the hilarity!)
Kuroude7: (*is winning inner battle*)
Sasami Android: (They tried to resist, but to no avail!)
CrescentEyeDemon: (*Is still cuter than Ren*)
DruidofUndeath: (sorry dude, Ren's got boobs)
Kuroude7: (so do you!)
Sasami Android: (So do you!)
CrescentEyeDemon: (Zing!)
Sasami Android: (Demon with a Glass Hand is Teh Hawtness!)

Amazing, eh?

[Zephie]

*nominates the above for an Academy*

*standing ovation*

[Cloud Strife]

In fact, we each have a poem to share from that gathering. Here's the one that I have. Again, Kuroude7 is me, BMG! is Sasami Android, CrescentEyeDemon is, well, Demon, and DruidofUndeath is Druid of the Dead.

Kuroude7: The four of us met for the very first time.
Sasami Android: Challenge in hand, waiting to rhyme.
CrescentEyeDemon: A swordsman, a spy, a time mage, a druid
DruidofUndeath: All four refuse to be muted.
Kuroude7: So, working together, they forged a great plan.
Sasami Android: Their poem will be known throught the land!
CrescentEyeDemon: Though without pleasure, a miasma of light or sound
DruidofUndeath: From the heavens above come our words to the ground.
Kuroude7: From the moment they started, they knew it was right.
Sasami Android: And lo! In thinking so, they forged the poem this night.
CrescentEyeDemon: And while only one could say he was hotter than Ren,
DruidofUndeath: The Druid stepped forward and put the contest to an end.

[Terex4]

Here's a poem that actually made proper completion between the four of us. Order goes Me, Cloud, BMG, Demon

I looked through new eyes, my flesh had gone cold, my bed beneath ground
I was but a ghost now, no flesh to speak of, not even a pound.
The earth swallowed me, her arms solid, her features plain
No breath escapes my lips, no pants line my legs
Dressed for display then hidden from view, I rise again
Ready to take my revenge for what was done to my family.
They thought that they were free, safe from harm
They will learn to fear. Fear my pantless wrath!

[BlackMageGirl!]

Okay, here's mine. The order is Me, Demon, Druid, and Cloud.

Sasami Android: I look in a mirror, and I see you.
CrescentEyeDemon: And I wonder, If you'll be the only one I can see through
DruidofUndeath: You are the focus my dreams
DruidofUndeath: (Of my dreams)
Kuroude7: Without you, I just can't live, it seems.
Sasami Android: I stare at the looking glass, reflecting my longing.
CrescentEyeDemon: Miles away, though you are, I know you can hear me
DruidofUndeath: I place my hand on yours, I can feel the warmth of your touch
Kuroude7: I want to say those words to you, but I don't know if they mean much.
Sasami Android: My heart is crying, not wanting to lose this.
CrescentEyeDemon: You see my tears, watching me from the other side
DruidofUndeath: I wipe away the tears, I must take things in stride
Kuroude7: I look over to you, you make it all become clear.
Sasami Android: Before I was broken, helpless, a hollow doll...
CrescentEyeDemon: Today I am raidience, warmth, soul, and love
DruidofUndeath: For our love for each other is as a hand to a glove
Kuroude7: And we are together, now, and forever.

[RaiRai]

Death of a butterfly (Original)

Upon the rose, upon the green,
The single rose that stood up tall,
Among the tarmac, among the grass,
Not a single petal there did fall,

Upon that stem, upon that flower,
A butterfly sunned her colorful wings,
Gifted with beauty, gifted with grace,
She fluttered there within the winds,

The mood did change, the clouds did shift,
To block the skies from which came light,
The rain did fall and the gales blew fast,
Knocking her off, stealing her right,

They stole the magic, from upon her wings,
They took the power that allowed her to fly,
And the small little butterfly went with the winds,
Carrying her along to die.

Death of a butterfly (Second)

The butterfly unfurls as it sheds its pefect cocoon,
Watching you decay as you struggle to break free from your shell,
Its wings unfold and dry within the watchful eyes of the sun,
Yet the suns heat only aids your slow death,
Push, little butterfly, push and be free,
As your sister soars, you wither in the bitter wrap you made,
You'll never be able to see the sun now,
Nor feel the wind beneath your rainbow wings,
Too caught up in yourself, the tragic breath of reason and logic,
Searching for things better left unknown,
Looking for reasons for existing and being,
You're banned from a world which could have cherished you,
If only you had stretched your wings that little bit further,
Death plucks you and fate casts your shell aside.

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I was going to write more than just the two, but never got around to doing so. I'd love comments if people are willing. But direct them here:

Post Poems

[SanbaiShi]

Here's a little quibbling piece of junk I thought I would post. I'm awful at poetry, but I thought I would try. It sucks, but here it is.


Wrath

Cold fingers, cold sighs
cold intentions, cold lies,
I'd hate you, but no,
You'd want that, and so,
I'll...just...smile.

Hot fears, hot pain,
Hot longing, hot shame,
I'd love you, but no,
You'd use that, and so,
I'll...just...smile.

Lost smiles, lost hope,
Lost courage, can't cope,
I'd go insane, but no,
You'll never change, and so,
The pistol shaking, pointed at the center of my sins and anguish and,
You...just...smile.

[Demon with a Glass Hand]

I disagree, SanbaiShi! That was quite good. There was a flow to the poem that I really connected with. All the words fit right into place.

Not bad at all!

I don't usually do poems that rhyme, but I thought I'd give it a shot. Have to flex that poetic muscle sometime, eh?

Best left Unsaid

To think it was your embrace
The look on your face
Lips trembling to taste
Sense, delight, with no waste
You held back your fear
Pained, with a single tear
I drink from you, I thirst
There's me, with you first
Enrapture, you sing
With all the pleasures I bring
With words left unspoken
Feel rebirth, never broken
Asunder your soul
Together, now whole
Live, lament, and weep
Precious moments to keep
To think it was your embrace
The look on your face
Speak the words in your head ...
... ...

Best left unsaid.

[Thaumaturge]

I must say, there are some very good poets here indeed.

SanbaiShi, that is an excellent poem. It looks to me like you're very good indeed.