MTOF-In X-mas Mode asked:
Before you read this, please note, if you are easily distracted, this may be too long for you to focus on, lol:
THE WORKER AND THE VET
He drinks every drop,
To make the memories stop,
But all that is does,
is make them more strong.
He’s been too many times,
To that one place in time,
That place [...]
Posts under ‘Poetry’
Does anyone remember this old ditty? A Christmas poem.c/c welcome?
Help please? With poetry :) 10 pts?
Immortal. asked:
I’m studying a poem by Margaret Junkin Preston and it’s called ‘A Bivouac In The Snow’. It’s about the American Civil War (The War Between The States).
In the poem it makes a reference to a ‘Xerxian army’.
Here is the whole stanza.
Round the bright blaze gather,
Heed not sleet or cold;
Ye are Spartan soldiers,
Stout and [...]
Comments on my short short story?
Kate Alex Bahleef asked:
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Generous Tom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Tom, a homeless guy found a squashed loaf in the supermarket bin and quickly popped it into his sack. Mick, the miserable, saw him do it and muscled his way towards him.
“ Hey! You ought to share your findins.”
“Righto,” Tom said, “Eight slices for you and eight for me, [...]
Would you care to comment on a memory?
C.S.Scotkin asked:
In the Sangre de Christo Mountains, 1970
by C.S.Scotkin
Aspen leaves
golden, shivering;
chilly October breezes
as we walked.
You had a surprise.
A picnic basket,
peanut butter sandwiches
hot raspberry tea
a battered thermos
scratchy gray Army blanket
and your eyes reflected
clouds…
A steaming pool
ferns waved greetings
as we shed clothes
slipped into a womb,
warm wet mosses
covered rocky thrones.
Purified, we sat,
forgot spoken language,
a doe walked by,
ignored [...]
Care to criticize/comment on my poem?
splurp asked:
A pantoum! How about that! A little less rigid than the typical pantoum…http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pantoum
Anyways…here it is:
Maryanne
Ten years had lived Maryanne:
A blushing lassie with flaxen braids and
checkered dress of strawberries and cream.
With yearning sapphire eyes.
The blushing lassie with flaxen braids
stumbled into a human crib.
Her glittering sapphire eyes yearned
a cradle, wrapped delicately in soft, furry blanket.
Her [...]
What do you think of This poem?
lilsisdanimomma asked:
The Worker and the Vet
He drinks every drop to make the memories stop
but all that is does is keep them strong.
He’s been too many times to that one place in time
The place we call Vietnam
he sits on the corner as those all around him
start laughing and making fun of him..
“look at [...]
what’s the theme of this poem?
Joanne asked:
The Angel’s Cry
I lay on the fresh green grass,
And gazed into the boundless blue sky.
I closed my eyes, cleared my mind,
Inhaled deeply, and let out a sigh.
The bird’s melodic chirps filled me with joy,
As I marvelled at the magnificent flower.
The Sun’s warmth was like a warm blanket,
Protecting me with all its power.
Then I [...]
A long poem I wrote: Thoughts?
Adam Joseph Chambers asked:
[Title] The Soul Will Not Be Globalized
The soul will not be globalized
It shall not bear the cursed mark of the beast
Nor shall it be found falling down upon its knees
The draft board will not have me fighting
When any open wound is biting
It shall not bleed in sacrifice
For said revived Empire, the [...]
A Poem I posted last year, comments welcome again?
Dani asked:
Warning, long read:
THE WORKER AND THE VET
He drinks every drop,
To make the memories stop,
But all that is does,
is make them more strong.
He’s been too many times,
To that one place in time,
That place in the dark,
The place called Vietnam.
Now it is cold,
And the wind,
Knows no Mercy.
He sits on the corner,
As those all around him,
Start [...]