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OfflineMisterKite
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Short poems.
    #5414289 - 03/17/06 07:02 PM (18 years, 15 days ago)

please post original SHORT poems. No "Howls" allowed, lets keep it under 12 lines.

Here's one I wrote:

Capitalist Whore

I met a man in a nice suit
He kept looking at his watch (I think it was Swiss) as he drove 85 on the highway
And turned his car into a flaming metallic coffin
And no one cried at his funeral

-12/26/04


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"But for the sake of some little mouthful of flesh we deprive a soul of the sun and light, and of that proportion of life and time it had been born into the world to enjoy."

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Re: Short poems. [Re: MisterKite]
    #5418575 - 03/19/06 11:54 AM (18 years, 14 days ago)

I posted this a couple weeks ago:  http://www.shroomery.org/forums/showflat.php/Cat/0/Number/5350043/an/0/page/2

Here's one I wrote sitting in a desk (you know the ones where the chair is attached to the desktop :smile:) when I was still in high school, no title
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Papers, pens and pencils
scatterd on my desk
Like one-thousand kids before me
this seat I do detest
But the desk cannot but sit here
and I but sit on it
And one-thousand more will sit here waiting
for the end of it
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:thumbup: Your poem is pretty cool!

:mushroom2: :peace:

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Re: Short poems. [Re: MisterKite]
    #5418615 - 03/19/06 12:07 PM (18 years, 14 days ago)

We waste our time with these blindfolds.
Folded up neat, keeps us tucked inside...
protection from life and the brightest light;
We never take the time to breathe.

We play the role of 'Forgetful':
a human who was not prepared for life.
Twenty go by, as I blink my eyes.
I never took the time to breathe...

it's time to break the leash.

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Re: Short poems. [Re: JacquesCousteau]
    #5419613 - 03/19/06 05:49 PM (18 years, 13 days ago)

I wish I could rely upon my eyes.
See a certain sight and sacrifice.
I'm willing to secede that we may write
but not ahead of time without a right.

I see that we agree, and every time...
I try to let it be, I leave my guns.
Set it out of key, and with my release...
I let it out alive, I let it run.

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Re: Short poems. [Re: JacquesCousteau]
    #5420920 - 03/20/06 12:02 AM (18 years, 13 days ago)

God's in his heaven
I'm in my hell
The world is lovely
Everone's swell

The bees go by
The fish swim past
The lucid surface
Of the looking glass

The other side
The other mind
Is part of me
One of a kind

I'm in my heaven
God's in his hell
The lovely is world
Before it fell


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Re: Short poems. [Re: MisterKite]
    #5421905 - 03/20/06 10:22 AM (18 years, 13 days ago)

A swirly eyed man lay rest to the abandoned.
So powerful, others could not fathom.
His lofty breath dense with terror.
All based on human error.

Brashing seas cause panic to the masses.
While a gusty breeze pays havoc to the grasses.
A land once quiet and calm, now cryptic.
If one blinks their eyes, they may miss it.

A punishing strike to our mother.
Leaving all forms of life to depend on their brother.
A conspicuous glare through an opaque sky,
Sitting, waiting.
Knowing I will die.

:tongue:

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Re: Short poems. [Re: MadSeasonAbove]
    #5422693 - 03/20/06 02:19 PM (18 years, 13 days ago)

1st draft of some poems I wrote during class today. I should of been paying attention, but meh. Also, these are a bit longer than 12 lines, but no howls either :smile:

#1 - Filter of Sanity
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What!
---- I cut you
the ideas
racing ideas
the mental check
the switch to sanity
mental check to
my own sanity
filters are failing
filters between sanity
------- between insanity
the filter that controls
the switch to my sanity
the urge to throw
urge to throw the bottle
urge to smash and scream and
cry and and and and
The filter works. This time.


#2 - Growth (note: I fear this poem may be falling into some cliche teenage-angst type bullshit of which I am trying to avoid... but here it is anyways)
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I hate you hate the world
hate life hate ideas hate hate
hate myself the most
rip me open, pour me
out - insides black
hate, hate painted the
path to my own inner destruction
hate, hate painted the
path to my own inner exploration
the exploration of my self
destruction, hate fueling the vehicle
the vehicle to my own demise
despise the path to exploration
the hate planted the seeds
planted seeds in the destination
destination of inner exploration
the seeds of hate grew
the ugly trees climbed and rose
climbed the trees of my self destruction
i rose to the top of hate
and found light.


.. The above poem is a bit of a relization of a self-destructive path I was going down for a while, and even though it may not of been the best path, or the funnest - I learned alot about myself in it, and came out for the better because of it.

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Re: Short poems. [Re: kaniz]
    #5423412 - 03/20/06 09:13 PM (18 years, 12 days ago)

holy shit man, those poems scream drug abuse!!


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"do you have the freedom to do with your nervous system what you want?"

"MolokoMilkPlus said:
I'll respect you if you let me give you a blow job"

"tactik said:
respect the can."


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Re: Short poems. [Re: eligal]
    #5423662 - 03/20/06 10:12 PM (18 years, 12 days ago)

heres one I just wrote for this topic:


Fuckers in the East
Fuckers in the West
Stuck in the Middle
----with the rest of the fuckers.


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Re: Short poems. [Re: chunder]
    #5424638 - 03/21/06 10:37 AM (18 years, 12 days ago)

and now, for a poem that doesnt sound like a drug-addicts confession :P

Missing Winter
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My guard set, and my vulnerabilities rose. Laying in bed next to you, feeling alone. The sorrows of years past came to surface. Letting something out: to let something in. The taste of spring on a winters breeze, the scent of coffee sweeping into the rolled down car window. Sitting in the coffee shop ? the wide-eyed grandson sitting across from a proud grandfather. One dunked their donut into hot chocolate, the other into black, no, sweetened? No .. Coffee. Into their coffee. The car ride home, the long way around, the coffee shop, what was its name? With the white stucco and the details that don?t matter? it faded into the distance. My hand would catch at the air with the window rolled down. The same hand that would catch the Frisbee, it was made from a lid, from a coffee jar or margarine container. I?d catch it, before it glided over the couch. The smell of tobacco puffed from a pipe, the smell of Nivea on fresh shaven skin. The clock ticks in the background, the clock ticks. Laying in bed, strining popcorn on Christmas decorations, the phone rings, the news .. the heart sinks ? the memory fades. I tell you this, you crack a joke. I let something out, to let something in ? I wasn?t expecting hurt.

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Re: Short poems. [Re: kaniz]
    #5424661 - 03/21/06 10:42 AM (18 years, 12 days ago)

And then, I suppose you could argue 'is this a poem or not'. But, whatever.

Unknown
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I feel like crawling into a cave and dying.
Remains only to be found when a new suburban condo is to be built,
and the hopeful investors will wonder - who was this man?
Then unknown, I will be remembered.


*note: I am not a big fan on 'traditional' poem format alot of the time, nor am I a big fan of rhyming. If it happens naturally - so be it, but not going to force a rhyme into a poem just to make it rhyme :P

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Re: Short poems. [Re: kaniz]
    #5429028 - 03/22/06 08:34 AM (18 years, 11 days ago)

Well, trying to re-work the poem to be a little less 'MySpace emo-teenage angst' (I hate stuff like that, and it was really bugging me in the one poem)

a minor re-write/edit, but still a work in progress. But, I think getting rid of all the 'hate' stuff, and finding other words to use in place of hate as helped.
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painted the path to my own
inner destruction
painted the path to my own
inner exploration
the exploration of my self
destruction, abhorrence fueling the vehicle
the vehicle to my own demise
despise the path to exploration
the revulsion planted the seeds
planted seeds in the destination
destination of inner exploration
the seeds of revulsion grew
the ugly trees climbed and rose
climbed the trees of my self destruction
i rose to the top of my own destruction
and found light.

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Re: Short poems. [Re: kaniz]
    #5430112 - 03/22/06 01:58 PM (18 years, 11 days ago)

i like it


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\m/ Spanksta \m/

"do you have the freedom to do with your nervous system what you want?"

"MolokoMilkPlus said:
I'll respect you if you let me give you a blow job"

"tactik said:
respect the can."


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Re: Short poems. [Re: MisterKite]
    #5431052 - 03/22/06 05:42 PM (18 years, 10 days ago)

Here are a few of mine. The first one is about mushrooms. I posted a few more here.

We is Key

In this bag I keep a key.
This key unlocks a part of me
that, if you're lucky, I'll let you see.

This part is like the dark of space,
but filled with light - a wondrous place -
to see the look upon your face!

Within this portal you will find
whatever notions come to mind,
what beautiful things I hide inside.

It might seem small, but it only seems -
dimensions here encompass dreams,
from dragons eyes to crystal streams.

If you want to see my secret
I'll take my key and open it,
but once you've seen you can't forget.

My only rule is that you must
fall into me, commit your trust
and keep this secret between us.



Let the truth be told
that futures cannot hold.
You contemplate, but I?ll show you how
the future is just tomorrow?s now.
The past is just the present, gone.
The future is just the present, done.
So if you find you?re looking past
the present, you move on too fast.
The future always moves away ?
The present ? it is here to stay.


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Salvia Experiences:

First Time With Salvia

A Visit With The Queen

Mushroom Experiences:

My first mushroom trip changed my life.

Edited by Real_Poopypants (04/05/06 06:09 PM)

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Re: Short poems. [Re: Real_Poopypants]
    #5431091 - 03/22/06 05:49 PM (18 years, 10 days ago)

I forget where I did this

Over twelve lines but oh well

The God, The Daughter, The Holy Motorcycle

The man strode across the limbo fields
Stopping to admire his lovely work.
Dark rays the dying sun did yield
Across the conceptual laughing Earth.
He birthed his creation on his mind the brim
(Or perhaps his creation birthed him)

One day, per chance, on his descendant path
He came across a girl, naked and free.
Her body was innocent, like a child?s laugh.
Like a midnight fall, her hair fell in streams.
Her eyes glittered mad, blue sinful crimes
(Or perhaps she was simply a mortal divine)

?Good time, my child,? he greeted in pomp
His power dripping likes a bursting dam.
?I see you?ve decided to lovely a romp?
Milk the grandeur, this place is grand!?
She stared at him a while, her sapphires ablaze
Their perfect complexion was not to be amazed.

?Sir, not to be rude, but know this well
I know not this place, nor you nor me
I?ve collapsed heaven and burned down hell
My desired self is one to be free.?
Her fingers to lips, the birth of man.
A lovely dead whistle burned through the land.

Apocalyptic dust settled ahead
Missing toward them, destination cruel.
Time was rejected; the two soon would be dead.
It stopped with a halt, and from the earthen mist came a jewel.
A beastly machine, of power and wheels.
A controlled Horseman, sans emotion to feel.

She jumped on the thing, a dainty tap of her feet.
It growled a message, egged by her hand.
?Sir, I feel that I must go and beseech
My fate, should I control it bland.?
She roared away, the dragoness flying
Across lushing plants of a world dying

The man stared across, awe mist in his eyes.
The man stared across, the moon greeting him with white kisses.
The man stared across, belief ready to die.
The man stared across, his perfect shot full of misses.
For what we may think is ours and proud
Can be one other?s, rejecting us loud.


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Re: Short poems. [Re: MisterKite]
    #5483931 - 04/05/06 06:07 PM (17 years, 11 months ago)

Inside mediocrity
a spark waits to ignite.
Within my head lie grounded dreams
wanting to take flight.
And in my heart a crimson stream
pumped upwards to my brain.
My brain makes little use of it -
my heart - it pumps in vain.


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Salvia Experiences:

First Time With Salvia

A Visit With The Queen

Mushroom Experiences:

My first mushroom trip changed my life.

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Re: Short poems. [Re: MisterKite]
    #5483940 - 04/05/06 06:10 PM (17 years, 11 months ago)

Write My Wrongs

In this tree I sit,
contemplating broken glass,
shards of myself trying to find each other.
When they meet, will they know the other??
Will they sing that song that I hear so often??
My signature, my song, my heartbeat,
a sadness, a longing for tranquility.
I sit and wait for calm - the eye, in which,
I can write my wrongs.


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Salvia Experiences:

First Time With Salvia

A Visit With The Queen

Mushroom Experiences:

My first mushroom trip changed my life.

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Re: Short poems. [Re: MisterKite]
    #5487797 - 04/06/06 08:35 PM (17 years, 11 months ago)

Castigate

My energy pulls as this man walks by
My wonder ceases as he is as banal as i believe
He made his hunting grounds the top of deadly towers
And worshiped his god from the alter at his wrist
his family was fed to the brim
his compassion new no bounds
though his children were bound to his will
his wife was bound to his dick
the coffin clicked
his family cried
for his provide


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Men look at themselves and they see flawed humans, we look at women and we see perfect
GODDESSES
Women look at themselves and they seem utterly human, when looking at men they see proud
GODS.


~Casil



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Re: Short poems. [Re: Todcasil]
    #5489390 - 04/07/06 10:00 AM (17 years, 11 months ago)

The Lord, the Sun, and Whole Wheat Toast
___________________________________________

Upon his thrown, Jesus did sit
It seems he never bothered to give a shit
The third world always in desperate need
Gangs, and guns, and bombs make our planet bleed
But oh, our dear lord, he did just SPIT
The spot all this horror, death, and sadness did hit
He had already planted religions seed
But on these bibles, children can not feed
They dare not plead
Sending missionaries to foreign lands
To tell these people of God's plan
They give into these religious lies, without having to think
They'll believe anything as long as you give them water to drink
And the lord did rejoice at this exploitation
For he knew, it meant more donations
Take the non-believers into incarceration

Edited by TheMadConductor (04/07/06 10:01 AM)

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Re: Short poems. [Re: ClammyJoe]
    #5489782 - 04/07/06 11:53 AM (17 years, 11 months ago)

Psyku

Kill the women and
Spare the children so that they
May see mother's blood

Kill the men and spare
The women so that they see
Pleasure well destroyed

Kill the children and
Spare the men so they see the
Futility of loins

Kill them all, leave none
Undead so that all may see
Their mortality


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