The Poetry Thread

[Solomon Zorn]

Good morning, Shiranu! Up early, or up late? I like what you did so far, and I'm interested to see where you will go with it. :-D

[Shiranu]

Good morning, Shiranu! Up early, or up late? I like what you did so far, and I'm interested to see where you will go with it. :-D

Late... I think.

It started to feel like a Doctor Susess poem or something with the rhyming... probably cant do that sober. I'll see what I can come up with later, otherwise it will have to wait till tomorrow night to be finished.

Edit: Well, I have a bottle of Sake only half finished. I could take a couple more swigs and see if I can continue it. I feel the problem may be the next bit of the story is still a work in progress, and I am not so good at predicting the future :.

Also; I now want to try writing while high. Alcohol is fine, but... meh.

[Solomon Zorn]

Here's the poem I wrote this week:



"A Quiet Voice"
http://www.solomonzorn.com/a-quiet-voice.html

[mykcob4]

[Shiranu]

Neon lights shine bright.
Outside, the city breathes out.
Across, sits happiness.
Oh, her time here is fleeting.
Soon she will leave me once more.

I grasp out for her,
Yet she slips through my fingers.
The harder I hold
The faster she falls away.
Doubt begins to take my mind.

Neon lights now cold,
The city is calm and silent.
I alone stay up,
Trying to recall her face,
had she ever existed?

My memories blur.
Useless, I cast them aside.
It was just a dream
Of a world I don't belong to.
Isolated is my home.

Not my best, but I feel like shit and it helped a little bit so...

[Brian37]

Neon lights shine bright.
Outside, the city breathes out.
Across, sits happiness.
Oh, her time here is fleeting.
Soon she will leave me once more.

I grasp out for her,
Yet she slips through my fingers.
The harder I hold
The faster she falls away.
Doubt begins to take my mind.

Neon lights now cold,
The city is calm and silent.
I alone stay up,
Trying to recall her face,
had she ever existed?

My memories blur.
Useless, I cast them aside.
It was just a dream
Of a world I don't belong to.
Isolated is my home.

Not my best, but I feel like shit and it helped a little bit so...

Been there, it was nice, I can identify.

[Solomon Zorn]

Well I just did it! I put my writings into an e-book on Amazon! It should be available by tomorrow some time. It's called, IF GOD EXISTS, WHY DOES HE PRETEND NOT TO EXIST? by Solomon Zorn. It's $2.99, which is the minimum price. It's a very short book. Takes about an hour to read. It's just my poetry and proverbs. The ponderings of an uneducated hick.

All of the writings in the book, and a few more, can be read for free on my website however: http://solomonzorn.com/home.html

I can read everything on the website, out-loud, in under 90 minutes. You are all welcome to check it out. I think I finally have it how I want it. I welcome any feedback.

[Solomon Zorn]

Just checked...I'm on Amazon! Cool! Doesn't mean much really, though. Anyone can do it. I just got the idea from a couple I saw on the news. They lost their jobs and started writing steamy romance novels to sell on Amazon. If anyone wants to write a review, it's only three bucks...  8)

[Brian37]

Solomon post the one you sent me in PM or I will beat the shit out of you, it is damned good!

[Solomon Zorn]

It's on my website.

Here's one I wrote after listening to the Governor of Indiana last week.

I Like Pizza
Solomon Zorn

I like pizza
Most people do
In fact you could say
I support pizza

I don't like liver
Some people do
There are a lot of
Liver-eaters out there

I don't feel a need
To outlaw liver-eating
Just because
It disgusts me

How does their
Eating liver
Possibly affect my
Eating pizza?

I'll still be free
To eat pizza
Even if the liver-eaters
Are liberated

[Brian37]

It's a metaphor about kittens?

[Solomon Zorn]

Kittens who want to marry each other.  ;)

[Shiranu]

Not poetry, but wasn't sure where stories should go so... here is something short I am working on. Like poetry, I have never really written that much outside of pure fantasy.

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I might work more on this if I feel inspired to.

[Solomon Zorn]

Fishing Village
by Myke

For out on a distance toils the men,
Pulling the nets each day.
They venture beyond sight as day begins,
Nothing but sea in their way.

They commune their thoughts,
They share their dreams,
They feel each others pain.

And seagulls mark their wake,
Cascading closer they come.
Marking the boats take,
Hoping that they share in some.

And they commune their thoughts,
And share their dreams,
And feel each others pain.

On the shore the women wait,
For men and boats to come home.
They hope all are safe,
And they'll not go home alone.

And they commune their thoughts,
And share their dreams,
And feel each others pain.

Everyday is the same,
Of the men, the birds, and women.
A labor of love and need,
Of lives among them.

Communing their thoughts,
Sharing their dreams,
And feeling their pain.

The village sleeps for now,
Rest sorely needed.
By light they'll arise,
And their task will be heeded.

They'll commune again,
They'll share again,
And agian feel each others pain.

For the village lives to be,
An interwoven community.
A place knowing each,
And each knowing,

Their thoughts,
Their dreams,
And their pain.

I just re-read this poem and realized that I never gave it the proper respect. Great poem, Myke!

[Solomon Zorn]

Shiranu, I like what you've written there. It is very poignant. It could easily be a poem.

There is a writer's thread: viewtopic.php?f=6&t=811  but it hasn't had any posts in awhile.