5 minute poetry - Page 5

***RaiRai*** · 04-27-2004, 01:32 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by rightwhatwasidoing?

RaiRai, I hate to ask this, but for english class i need to bring in a piece of poetry that I like and read it to the class. since your poetry is really excellent, can I use the second poem you placed up here? if you say no that's fine, just wanted to make sure it was okay for me to do.

Wow, well, uh...understand that these were written within a few minutes and hardly analysed and drafted. If you want to, then sure. Maybe just mention my name at the end, you know, gimme some cred.

rightwhatwasidoing? · 04-27-2004, 01:54 PM

Thank you, but uh..I kind of dont know your name, just pm it to me and that should work. Thanks again

***RaiRai*** · 04-27-2004, 02:07 PM

I'll just state it here. My name is Nicola Thame. =3 (Thame pronnounced 'Tame'. Silent H. Tehe.)

http://www.postpoems.com/members/rairai/

For those who are interested, more of my stuff.

Demon with a Glass Hand · 04-27-2004, 09:53 PM

Ode to Pants

O' Pants!
How I love thee!
In winter, you keep me from turning blue and falling off!

Ode to Banning
O' Vulgarity!
How I loathe thee!
In forums, you keep me from being taken seriously!

Dante · 04-28-2004, 05:08 AM

Disconnected
Set adrift
Barely aware of the world
Life is a quest for the next Net fix
Desperately seeking meaning

I've done this before
But home's still so for away
Chained to the PC
Sometimes
Freedom is having a place to go back to

***RaiRai*** · 04-28-2004, 12:42 PM

I deserve
paper-cut torture
working a horrid
9 til 5
(I'm barely alive)
My body solid
end up in a mortuary
voice unheard
Just the same as this work
same old grind
(losing my mind)
must keep on going
need that pay
work fingers to the bone
for just another day...

Demon with a Glass Hand · 04-28-2004, 08:22 PM

Global Warning

Haggard breaths
Deep, empty, shallow
My fingers are elongated
flacid they lie
Strength is waining
Time is fleeting -
a blur of sights
sounds
experiences
exciting, imaginative
they sate my appetite

But here I am
in Darkness save for a light
a solitary light staring at me
full on
in the face

And I'm tired
My brain is like Jello
It's melted

Don't let my sacrifice fade without substance.
There is a message here.
76 hours straight of Diablo would kill anyone.

Lycanthrope · 04-29-2004, 12:53 AM

Futility:

"Smitten"'s what a wise ones say
And I'd myself be wiser too
To turn my back and walk away
from my ill fated love for you

I know little of your life
beyond what bit of you I see
But dark hints of hidden strife
make doubtful ending happily

The music swells around us now
as I sit next to you and sigh
that fate, for me, would not allow
our love, contrived to somehow die.

No sane man's heart would linger here
For tragedy makes its home too near

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

Footnote:
But then I see your warming smile
Like sun through the ice of fear
and know that I have lost
both heart and mind to you
But that I have gained
a glimpse of paradise.

Funka Genocide · 04-30-2004, 11:51 AM

enduring life a joyous pain
in retrospect, not given name
I wonder paths traveled long
before the world has heard my song

in times of truth not spent
in light of just recompense
for slights at hands of pure
unblemished beauty, to be sure

my name has meaning
beyond its seeming
obvious surface, a great one
my life it states, in one tongue

to the world in one verse
with aplomb, without rehearse
tearing holes in shadowed places
staring horrors in their faces

save this place from its fade
and rebuild the yesterday
send me back through my will
to that lovely, greenwood hill

uhm, i guess thats ok =)

I noticed I mispelled "staring" a few weeks after I posted this, and I fixed it! I am truly neurotic.

Funka Genocide · 04-30-2004, 11:56 AM

Possessed of an errant judgement
Replete with words indelicate
Intentions left as sacrament
To a fate disowned

Erudite and studious
She shines as snow in sun
My favor seems erroneous
My lies as dust to wind

Evermore I search for freedom
Never finding yet always having
I build the walls to a kingdom
Ruled by madness known as I

The meanings in my speech are lost
Replaced by spoken pretty trash
Newly thawed and returned to frost
Is my heart, as ice?

Taken for a greater man
When by rights a boy
Denying ugly truths I can
Hiding all I can�t

If gifted by a god unknown
Who to ask what boons are granted?
When first we meet what selves are shown?
Still always I do I remain

The madness know as I can see
The lies in truth apparent
The forest absent of a tree
While auburn leaves descend

Erick Diaz, March 22,2004

04-27-2004, 02:07 PM	#43
*RaiRai* Check mate. Join Date: Nov 2003 Location: Down your pants. Posts: 2,210	I'll just state it here. My name is Nicola Thame. =3 (Thame pronnounced 'Tame'. Silent H. Tehe.) http://www.postpoems.com/members/rairai/ For those who are interested, more of my stuff. __________________ I AM FURIOUS

04-28-2004, 12:42 PM	#46
*RaiRai* Check mate. Join Date: Nov 2003 Location: Down your pants. Posts: 2,210	I deserve paper-cut torture working a horrid 9 til 5 (I'm barely alive) My body solid end up in a mortuary voice unheard Just the same as this work same old grind (losing my mind) must keep on going need that pay work fingers to the bone for just another day... __________________ I AM FURIOUS

04-29-2004, 12:53 AM	#48
Lycanthrope Deus Lupus Join Date: Nov 2003 Location: The City of Angels Posts: 2,925	Futility: "Smitten"'s what a wise ones say And I'd myself be wiser too To turn my back and walk away from my ill fated love for you I know little of your life beyond what bit of you I see But dark hints of hidden strife make doubtful ending happily The music swells around us now as I sit next to you and sigh that fate, for me, would not allow our love, contrived to somehow die. No sane man's heart would linger here For tragedy makes its home too near --------------------------- Footnote: But then I see your warming smile Like sun through the ice of fear and know that I have lost both heart and mind to you But that I have gained a glimpse of paradise. __________________ "With these seven easy steps, you, too, can be the authoritarian despot of your own principality. Machiavelli, your road to happiness" "I shoot Flying Monkies!" "Christmas had it coming its what it gets for taking over thanksgiving and threatening halloween with its weapons of mass consumerism" "Death to All Fanatics!" Official RP Action God Lycanthropic Poem "FOR YOU THE CAKE IS OVER. YOU HAVE REACHED THE END OF CAKE." -Death Krylo and BMG are apparently my bitches. Last edited by Lycanthrope; 04-30-2004 at 12:29 AM.

04-30-2004, 11:51 AM	#49
Funka Genocide Sent to the cornfield Join Date: Apr 2004 Location: Las Vegas Posts: 4,566	enduring life a joyous pain in retrospect, not given name I wonder paths traveled long before the world has heard my song in times of truth not spent in light of just recompense for slights at hands of pure unblemished beauty, to be sure my name has meaning beyond its seeming obvious surface, a great one my life it states, in one tongue to the world in one verse with aplomb, without rehearse tearing holes in shadowed places staring horrors in their faces save this place from its fade and rebuild the yesterday send me back through my will to that lovely, greenwood hill uhm, i guess thats ok =) I noticed I mispelled "staring" a few weeks after I posted this, and I fixed it! I am truly neurotic. Last edited by Zoamelgustar; 05-30-2004 at 04:36 AM.

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04-27-2004, 01:54 PM	#42
rightwhatwasidoing? ah...who are you again? Join Date: Feb 2004 Location: I live in my own world, i call it shmooglim. Posts: 227	Thank you, but uh..I kind of dont know your name, just pm it to me and that should work. Thanks again

04-27-2004, 09:53 PM	#44
Demon with a Glass Hand Cyberpunk Detective Join Date: Nov 2003 Posts: 1,477	Ode to Pants O' Pants! How I love thee! In winter, you keep me from turning blue and falling off! Ode to Banning O' Vulgarity! How I loathe thee! In forums, you keep me from being taken seriously!

04-28-2004, 05:08 AM	#45
Dante Sent to the cornfield Join Date: Nov 2003 Location: Crushing the weak beneath the iron jackboots of tyranny Posts: 7,703	Disconnected Set adrift Barely aware of the world Life is a quest for the next Net fix Desperately seeking meaning I've done this before But home's still so for away Chained to the PC Sometimes Freedom is having a place to go back to

04-28-2004, 08:22 PM	#47
Demon with a Glass Hand Cyberpunk Detective Join Date: Nov 2003 Posts: 1,477	Global Warning Haggard breaths Deep, empty, shallow My fingers are elongated flacid they lie Strength is waining Time is fleeting - a blur of sights sounds experiences exciting, imaginative they sate my appetite But here I am in Darkness save for a light a solitary light staring at me full on in the face And I'm tired My brain is like Jello It's melted Don't let my sacrifice fade without substance. There is a message here. 76 hours straight of Diablo would kill anyone.

04-30-2004, 11:56 AM	#50
Funka Genocide Sent to the cornfield Join Date: Apr 2004 Location: Las Vegas Posts: 4,566	Possessed of an errant judgement Replete with words indelicate Intentions left as sacrament To a fate disowned Erudite and studious She shines as snow in sun My favor seems erroneous My lies as dust to wind Evermore I search for freedom Never finding yet always having I build the walls to a kingdom Ruled by madness known as I The meanings in my speech are lost Replaced by spoken pretty trash Newly thawed and returned to frost Is my heart, as ice? Taken for a greater man When by rights a boy Denying ugly truths I can Hiding all I can�t If gifted by a god unknown Who to ask what boons are granted? When first we meet what selves are shown? Still always I do I remain The madness know as I can see The lies in truth apparent The forest absent of a tree While auburn leaves descend Erick Diaz, March 22,2004