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June 27th, 2005, 07:45 PM
Well here we go again another month about to begin so here comes another competition. Wow these months go by so fast :lol:

Best of luck to all of you and get posting your new poems for this months competition here. I look forward to hearing from all of you :dancy:

June 27th, 2005, 10:25 PM
My Magical Kitty

I love my kitty,my kitty loves me,
Goddess in heaven did look down to see,

A lonely man in need of a friend,
My magical kitty to me she did send

She scratches and claws and yes she will bite,
and attacks my hand with all of her might,

So black and witchy and mystical is she,
A gift from above,she was meant to be,

Filled with magic ,to me was this gift,
To fill me with joy,my spirits uplift,

She snuggles and cuddles with me at night,
So lovely a kitty,a beautiful sight,

Thankyou Goddess for sending to me,
My cute little magical and and cuddly kitty.

June 28th, 2005, 11:06 AM
The Elephant And The Crocodile.

The Elephant and the crocodile went down to the sea,
Yes the elephant and the crocodile as strange as it may be.
The bay it did divide them, the waves did lap between,
A stranger sight in all my life I've never ever seen.
The crocodile upon a rock did bask beneath the sun,
The elephant with his trunk squirted water just for fun.
And as the day grew to a close they both did close their eyes,
And were lulled to sleep by laping waves and gentle seagull cries.
Now it came that an old sea witch was passing as they slept,
And slowly and on stealthy foot upon the beach she crept.
And she did brew a wicked spell to last for all of time,
And what was left behind that day is reason for this rhyme.
The spell she cast would hold them fast and keep them ever here,
The length of time they've been here is obvious and clear.
For the moss it grows upon their backs, their bones have hardened till,
The inabilaty to move has turned them statue still.
So now they sit in rocky stillness till the spell be broken,
Not a breath will pass their lips and not a word be spoken.
For now they are but two big hills that drop down to the sea,
And here they'll stay forever more until they are set free.
What you ask are those two hills, what name gives them their form?
Today the names they go by are the Big and Little Orme.
But if you look most carfully their shape is plane to see,
The elephant and the crocodile who went down to the sea.

June 28th, 2005, 02:58 PM
Remember Me

Remember me,
when I am not there,
to hug and hold you.
Remember me,
when the tears are gone,
and the heart doesn't beat.
Remember me,
when you hold a picture,
of the way it used to be.
Remember me,
when you read the words,
that I wrote to you in poems.
Remember me,
the sound of my laughter,
and the sound of my cries.
I hope you remember me,
for when I have crossed over,
I don't know if They will let me,
Remember you.

June 28th, 2005, 06:52 PM
Throwing the card back and forth;
The queen of hearts between the kings.
And that flashing light,
It tells me thereís one more move to go
One more chance to set things right
So Iím throwing the card back and forth
And Iím scanning the scene
But all I can see are these two sad faced kings
Back and forth, back and forth
One more chance not to screw things up
Back and forth, back and forth
The lightís still flashing
But I canít find my way out
Back and forth, back and forthÖ

June 28th, 2005, 11:41 PM

The pain slices through me,
Like a jagged piece of metal,
Tearing my flesh,
Severing my veins.
My only hope is
Vital organs will be missed.
The heart is unlucky,
A direct hit.
I wish the pain would kill,
But it does not heed my wishes.
It continues to linger,
Hurting more with,
Each passing day,
Until someone comes
To pull it out and allow
My heart to heal its wound.
I will bear that scar,
Proud yet sad.
To my grave
Will my memories follow.

© Galena Faolan

Flar's Freyja
June 30th, 2005, 01:10 AM
Why can't we come to your house, Daddy?
Why can't you stay and play?
Why does that lady have to be here
On every visit day?

I don't know what to say to them
I'm thinking as they cry
Divorce is not a contest
The kids are not the prize

We don't have to live in the same house
To be their mom and dad
They are beautiful reminders of
The love that we once had

We each hold parts of history
Their roots and who they are
They need us both, our love for them
In life will take them far

No mattter how we've hurt each other
They are not to blame
Remember when you play your games
It's them who'll feel the pain

Look at them and see the lost
Innocence in their eyes
Divorce is not a contest
The kids are not the prize

July 7th, 2005, 03:00 AM
More we want more :wave:

July 7th, 2005, 04:42 AM

She stands on a hill top with the wind at her back
Neither crying or singing
A howl of pain, beautiful, complex, shattering
And she wouldnt regret loving you if it ment her her life
but her heart bleeds upon the earth

Her cloak whips around her legs
the only chill she feels is inside
A moan of despair, low, involved, mornful
And she wouldn't regret loving you if it ment you must leave
but her stomich is ill from too much emotion

She watches the horrizon
waiting for something forgotten or unknown
A cry of frusteration, throbbing, intense, desperate
And she wouldn't regret loving you if it ment she couldn't love again
but her feet are sore from paceing

Her breath carries her pain past strawberry lips
An expresion of hoplessness heard by deaf ears
A sigh of emptyness, relenting, misunderstood, lost
And she wouldn't regret loving you as no other could
but there are tears on her pillow and you know why.

July 12th, 2005, 05:28 PM
Sittin on the floor tonight
Lost in thoughts
Of u
The past
The smiles
The laughter
The awakenings
Inside me burn
Igniting fires for me to sit here on the floor once more

Dreamin dreams of when you come to me
Not in my mind not in the night but
Broad daylight
For everyone to see
Not just me and my mind's eye runnin away with me again
The lil things we will do
Layin my hand on your chest as you sleep
Feelin the rise and fall of ur sweet breath
Tracin the laugh lines you already have
Imagining the ones you will have some old day from now

Which leads me to imaginings of rocking on old chairs side by side
Worn and tattered
Rememberin when we were young of layin in your arms watchin
You sleep tracin the laugh lines you didnt have imaginin the ones you
Would have and comparing notes
Was i right?
Was i wrong?
Dont really matter
Just as long as im growin old with you

Smiling with our children as
Laughter floats from the grandbabies
Playin over on the green grass
That i watched you mow and
Teased you about your muscles whistlein sayin
'So Sexy!'

Sittin here on the floor
Wanting to put every lil bit of faith i have left in
You and Me

Can go so far

Cant imagine my life without you in it
I can sit here on this floor and see you standin
Over right there
Thats what i can see
So dont let me tell myself this aint real
Break away these walls
Dont give up on me & you
I Love You

By Amanda :flowers:

July 12th, 2005, 10:20 PM
Lovely work everyone keep them comeing in :D _handclapp

July 13th, 2005, 11:49 AM
Im Surrounded By Darkness,
Imprisoned By Fear.
I See Nothing But Blackness,
I Cry A Single Lonely Tear.

In The Void I Hear A Murmer,
I Look Up In Vain.
Alas! I See A Distant Shimmer,
A Warmth Eases My Pain.

A Peace Unkown To Me Descends,
As The Light Surrounds.
The Chains Of Fate Begin To Bend,
At Loves Sweet Sounds.

As Im Lifted From The Ground,
By An Angelic Hand.
I Came To See A World Without Bounds,
A Distant Land.

My Angel, My Shining Star,
I Do Know Who You Are.
Though Miles Keep Us Apart,
We Will Get A Fresh Start.

© 2005 ~~Cypher~~ (All Rights Reserved)

July 14th, 2005, 07:46 AM

Struck by lightening.
Movements frozen in time.
Hands and arms raised.
In a paradoy of supplication.
Like that old oak in
the backyard.
Battle-scarred through survival.
Its gnarled and arthritic limbs
stretching towards the sky.
Vainly reaching for the heavens
it can sense.
But has no hope
of attaining.

July 14th, 2005, 11:26 AM
The Puter Fairy
by Watchman11

So young were you, oh, sweet, little, Fairy,
When torn from your Hills, Friends and Family,
By a plain 4 eyed troll on a raid from Redmond,
Locked you up in Puter, didn't give a Reason.

So strained are you oh sweet little Fairy,
As the power quakes you into Duty,
Shoving the trons with your sore tiny Hands,
Until, switched off, your ordeal finally Ends

So lone are you oh, sweet little Fairy,
When the dark falls, wishing for a Sweetie.
None will you find, Doomed to play with your Shelf,
Of quirky Dreams sure bound to turn you Deaf

So brave are you, oh, sweet, little, Fairy.
Peering through screen, never showing Envy,
Pucked Sysiphus of the Silicon Age,
Enduring, silent, your nameless Outrage

But dumb are you, oh, sweet, little, Fairy.
Loading yourself, like a bleached Blondie,
All the same, with bytes of bugs and Spam,
Unaware how to us these bytes do Harm.

Are you really, oh, sweet little Fairy?
Wouldn't you by any chance find it Funny?
To leave us dazed with our mouth wide Gapping,
As you crash' ours of work without Saving

Does it matter oh, sweet, little Fairy
Should your case anyhow call for Mercy?
Sooner than later, you're bound to yank a Nerve.
It seems you're getting the Fate you Deserve.

Mirrored Wolf
July 15th, 2005, 10:42 PM
Such a waste,

its what they all say,

i think their right,

but i make it by day,

these scars remind,

the pain once faced,

these scars remain,

to show i can survive,

skies of grey,

worlds of weight,

wreathed around my heart,

weighing down on me,

conflicting sides,

never agreement,

ceasless fighting,

never quite peace,

walking light,

your eyes afire,

setting my soul free,

my one hearts desire,

darkness lifted,

skys of blue,

shining clearly,

thanks to you,

so heres to you,

my one true love,

you shine brighter,

than any star above,

crying out ,

in dark of night,

holding close,

till morning light,

shooting stars,

above our heads,

rolling skies,

lifes little threads,

moonlit night,

wrapped up tight,

seeing eternity,

in your eyes,

July 16th, 2005, 04:26 PM
Crimson Tears

I stood in the rain
Looking through the window
And seeing your happiness.
I was shattered
Knowing that it was not me
That you turned to.
Rather, I am frozen out
Or turned to in times of desperation.
Only when you feel like it
You acknowledge my existance.
A mere cry for help
That I don't wish to listen to,
But do anyway
Because I want to be the one
To whom you show affection.
I have cried crimson tears for you.
Yet, you do not see
In the depths of my body
Lies a vulnerable human
Who only wishes for your love.

And I continue to cry
Crimson Tears .

July 16th, 2005, 07:39 PM
Wow 13 entries so far this month. All these poems are lovely. I know I'm going to have a really hard time chooseing a favorite this month.

Well done everyone keep them comeing :uhhuhuh:

July 28th, 2005, 08:41 AM
Thank you for all the lovely poems here so far. I'll be closing this in the next few days so if you haven't already submitted a poem you best do it now.

July 28th, 2005, 08:49 AM
Send me that great deam
The one I hid years ago.

Like a bottle landing on shore
Let the message come to me
For I not know which one I can be.

I know I definitely have a blotched page
Full of creativity.

And I have the knowledge
To inform those of it.

Would be easy to be both
And I can not figure
Why I would be both?

Because that would such a 1/2 hearted task.

Me, myself and I.

Total concentration and accomplishment.

In my life
One solid goal
Could just set me to my own fame
My own fortune.

Realizing I am the best to me.

July 28th, 2005, 05:24 PM
My Pen

My Pen.
Wings of my testimony.
Letting me soar.
Too high to care.
Crossing continents.
And I end up here.
My Soul.
An overstuffed scrapbook.
Snapshots of memory.
Poetry in your smile.
A postcard.
From the other side.
My Paper.
Clean, crisp, and white.
Brand new me.
Ready to be ravaged.
And made beautiful.


July 28th, 2005, 05:41 PM
Winding, snaking, from
A shattered, beaten sky,
It howls, roars, moans,
Swaying almost drunkenly,
Yet it is the quintessence
Of power and of
Nature's fury--
Savage beauty--
Ravaging, tearing hungrily
At all it comes across,
Caring not what
Havoc is wreaked,
Caring not how
Many families are torn,
Or what damage is done,
Or what pain is caused.
Savagely beautiful--
It drops with stealth,
From a shattered, beaten sky,
And when it snakes
Away, it leaves behind
A shattered, beaten land.

August 2nd, 2005, 10:08 PM
Ok this thread is now closed the poll is up go vote for your favorite poems :D