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Started by Solomon Zorn, September 15, 2013, 02:32:56 AM

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PickelledEggs

We already have a poetry thread.

*merge*

Brian37

The Dark Room, By Brian37(AKA Brian James Rational Poet)



In your infancy

Your Iris fooled you

Kailedescope apiture

Gaps of the fool



Incert your film

Of ignorance

Only to develope

Utter nonsense



The broken camera

Was never there

The exposed film

Still unaware



The red light

Outside the door

Warns others

Not to enter



Open that door

There is nothing there

Open that door

Nothing to fear



Tis the con man

That dwells within

Holding no tools

Of real observation



It is the dark room

Empty and void

No real pictures

Ever emerge

........end......

Aso available in this thread link..........
http://www.rationalresponders.com/forum/31771
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers." Obama
Poetry By Brian37 Like my poetry on Facebook Under BrianJames Rational Poet and also at twitter under Brianrrs37

Solomon Zorn

Quote from: Solitary on September 20, 2014, 11:54:05 AM
ATM, you are going to love this one:

An Essay on Criticism
Alexander Pope...

...This is edited and cut from a much larger one.  :eek: :lol:

I've never read the whole thing, but it took him three years to write it.
If God Exists, Why Does He Pretend Not to Exist?
Poetry and Proverbs of the Uneducated Hick

http://www.solomonzorn.com

Brian37

 A Pennie For Your Thoughts, By Brian37 (AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB & Twitter)



The Union Jack

Never holds back

A sailor's language

She does not lack



Her body ravaged

In the same way

By crimes of men

Has had cancer too



Yet even with that

She does not want

Anyone at all

To feel sorry for her



She'll fight back

With Hitchens fervor

Razor sharp bluntness

She'll run you over



Not out of hate

Not out of anger

But freedom from fear

Of what others think of her



And does so too

With no magic

No divine being

To explain anything



The Union Jack

I'll hang out with

Much more fun

Than snooty rich men



She cares not for

Those who judge

No fear in her

Holds back no words



Prefers to party

In jeans and T-shirt

Would be out of place

As a debutant



No no

She's not lawless

Just not shallow

Pretending to be flawless



The Union Jack

Accepts everything

Does not gloss it over

Will tell you what she thinks
(end)

This is a poem about a friend I met last year on FB.  She's from the UK and not afraid of telling you exactly what she thinks.

Also available on the last page of my poetry thread listed at Brian Sapient's Rational Responders....
http://www.rationalresponders.com/forum/31771
"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers." Obama
Poetry By Brian37 Like my poetry on Facebook Under BrianJames Rational Poet and also at twitter under Brianrrs37

Brian37

No Con CERNS, By Brian37(AKA Brian James Rational Poet on FB and @Brianrrs37 on Twitter)



Do not ask me

To ponder the past

To give superstition

Equal weight



There is a collision

Brought on by question

Destroying absurd

Antiquated pasts



The ship's bosun

Is a petty past

The officer of

Merchants of myth



The real warrent

Is large in pyhysics

Giving Higgs Boson

It's now standard name



Mesons and pions

And keons long before

Discovered in the 40s and 50s

Studying cosmic rays



The study

Of kenetic energy

A game of chicken

Where they don't swereve



The old clip

Of the trains on same track

Aimed at each other

Avoid they cannot



The scientist's boon

Is what it is

To give us insight

On what really is.

"We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus -- and nonbelievers." Obama
Poetry By Brian37 Like my poetry on Facebook Under BrianJames Rational Poet and also at twitter under Brianrrs37

Shiranu

#155
Old Main -

To a sky of silver and sapphire the vanilla-walled Chateau reaches; Burgundy capped, touching skies now crystal clear.

From the trees it rises, 300 steps my path above. Yet it beacons not for wealth or opulence, a manor of the sciences it stands. It's spire capped not with the cross but an old metal scale; a cathedral of knowledge.

For a hundred years it's stood vigil, an iconic figure of the estate. Dwarfed in size by it's young, it stands tall and proud, confident and defiant of the modern age it lives.
"A little science distances you from God, but a lot of science brings you nearer to Him." - Louis Pasteur

Deidre32

Do you guyz like haikus at all? If so, I'll post some of mine. <3
The only lasting beauty, is the beauty of the heart. - Rumi

Shiranu

Quote from: Deidre32 on October 19, 2014, 04:01:47 PM
Do you guyz like haikus at all? If so, I'll post some of mine. <3

Yes, I do.
"A little science distances you from God, but a lot of science brings you nearer to Him." - Louis Pasteur

Mr.Obvious

Quote from: Deidre32 on October 19, 2014, 04:01:47 PM
Do you guyz like haikus at all? If so, I'll post some of mine. <3

Sure!
To do them well is an art I've never mastered. But I enjoy reading them a lot.
"If we have to go down, we go down together!"
- Your mum, last night, requesting 69.

Atheist Mantis does not pray.

Atheon

Roses are red,
Violets are blue;
God isn't real,
Fundies eat poo.
"Religion is regarded by the common people as true, by the wise as false, and by the rulers as useful." - Seneca

Solomon Zorn

Quote from: PickelledEggs on September 20, 2014, 12:40:03 PM
We already have a poetry thread.

*merge*
I think you might be thinking of this thread, It was originally titled, "Two Poems in One Evening."
If God Exists, Why Does He Pretend Not to Exist?
Poetry and Proverbs of the Uneducated Hick

http://www.solomonzorn.com

PickelledEggs

Quote from: Solomon Zorn on October 25, 2014, 07:26:31 AM
I think you might be thinking of this thread, It was originally titled, "Two Poems in One Evening."
No someone made another poetry thread. I already merged it though.

Sent from your mom


Deidre32

I wrote this for a friend whose boyfriend died in a car accident, two years ago. She was wrestling with her faith at the time... and I tried to observe through her eyes, her pain.



This Dance



Falling in the dark
Stumbling
Unable to catch my balance

Swaying to the distant melodies
We drip with anticipation
Hungry, but unfed

This wild ride
That winds around
Up and down
Colorful like a carnival

My head spins
Promises in the wind
That never come true

Your mouth meets mine
Frozen, I do nothing
This dance
This romance
Tell me it will never end
Tell me I’m not dreaming

Then, my world explodes
You are gone
Only fragments of you exist in my head
This dance
This romance
Vanishes…
Without a trace
Were you here at all?

He is in a better place
Heaven awaits
Say a prayer
Take care
And, The One will be sure to hear your despair

This ache, this suffering
It would be better to have never met you
Never loved you
This dance
This romance
Sifting through my hands, like a summer rain

Ah, but the heart never lets go
It winds around and holds tight
To even the mundane of all we shared
It won’t let me forget

This dance
This romance
This life
This pain
This suffering
This void
This… breakable heart o’mine

Tell God…I miss you.
The only lasting beauty, is the beauty of the heart. - Rumi

Sinead Mc Namara

#163
Mine from when I was young Ahh nostalgia

I LIVE FOR THE DAY
FOR THE GLORIOUS LIGHT THAT ILLUMINATES THE SOUL AND CREATES DREAMS
FOR THE STORY THAT STILL REMAINS TO BE TOLD
FOR THE NIGHT THAT IS DARK AND MYSTERIOUS
FOR THE BOOK OF FICTION THAT OPENS UP TO BARE REALITY
AND FOR THE PROMISE OF ANOTHER TIME
ANOTHER TALE AND ANOTHER INVENTION

I LIVE FOR THE TRUTH
FOR THE IMPOVERISHED MINDS BEGGING RELEASE
FOR THE WASHED UP BOTTLE ON THE SIDE OF THE SHORE
FOR THE TIME BOMB THAT TICKS RESOLUTELY INSIDE THE DRAGONS MIND
FOR THOSE STRUCK DUMB BY THE FEAR OF THE UNKNOWN
AND FOR THE LOVE AND COURAGE FORSAKED BY MOST
ANOTHER DAWN AND ANOTHER BATTLE

I wrote it years ago.  It took me about 50 seconds but I like it somehow
Sorry about the capslocks but I copied it from my facebook and was too lazy to downsize

stromboli

#164
Don't blame it all on gravity
when the only direction is down
Your life in broken pieces
there laying on the ground.

And every friend you ever had
has quietly slipped away
Nothing to be gained my friend
however hard you pray.

You can wallow in your sadness
and crawl down deep inside
Or shout your name to the world at large
and ride the Ghostwind, ride.

The Ghostwind doesn't judge you
or care from whence you came
But if you listen in the stillness
It'll softly call your name.

And like that distant eagle
on a wide and empty sky
You can seek for new horizons
and ride the Ghostwind, ride.

Fortune decrees your fate, they say
you may not have a choice
You can shake your fists in the face of death
and curse till you have no voice.

Whenever you regret your life
is when you start to die
So shrug off all your failures
and look to the distant sky.

Seek beneath the rubble
to find where your courage lies
Strap life to your belt like a knife-
and ride the Ghostwind, ride.

Stephen Young