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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Crumpet]
    #16258277 - 05/20/12 01:21 PM (12 years, 1 month ago)

Seeking
Seeking and finding
All that a wise man has sought for
And more
To walk the path of a shaman
Old, wise, and ever observing
I am blessed with what I have gathered here tonight
On such a night
To think.. I have lived a lifetime
In but a night
What a glorious night!
I have lived the lives of all I have touched
Tasted.. All of the worlds bounties
Heard all that is not
I am the same as the earth that I tread upon
Hard, old, and serious
I am the same as the blades of grass on which I lay
Soft, young, and whistful
What have they done..?
What has become of man!?
To savagely and brutally deflour our mother!
Our gentle mother
Who weaves a web between each and every star
Speaking
Calling
Crying out!
For her children to save her
Children
Innocent children and their
Distant echoes of laughter
Pretending.. In the forest...
We who travel the path
Lay upon mirrors
Reflecting on forgotten days
As if.. We had lived them yesterday..
Dirt holes dug deep within the memories that dwell in my being
To think.. I have lived a lifetime
In but a night
Our prolonged night
Our beautiful night
It's true that parting is such sweet sorrow
When the stars are all but gone
And when the darkness breeds a light
A calming light
The moon that shines at dawn
An end.. To an endless night..


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“I believe in a long, prolonged derangement of the senses to attain the unknown. Our pale reasoning hides the infinite from us."


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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: mushroom_sandwich]
    #16259940 - 05/20/12 08:25 PM (12 years, 1 month ago)

It's been the ruin of a many poor boy, and god I know I'm one.  Sometimes lyrics take the place of what I could ever write.


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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: timelapses]
    #16288900 - 05/26/12 05:50 PM (12 years, 1 month ago)

thanks I return with more!



The Last of the Free Thinkers!



The day the last one was to fall; in the skies shot the ones soul back, and divided into twelve people The Spirit flowed, for The Spirit was already of this place; just as you may put your finger in a stream, this is where the last of the Free Thinkers stand; for you do not get a stream from a Man, but a Man is placed near a stream after it has been placed, and after the hills which fit together, and the skies and the stars, the Sun and the Moon..all the spaces between!



The dark one search all his days for the true twelve which The Spirit flowed; here to at a stream you may find the dark one, he too was once placed in bare beauty. He cannot know the ways of The Spirit; because he has not seen them, he has not walked them; but he will see The Last of the Free Thinkers! For once he destory the twelve, he will see The Spirit not only left in the blink of an eye and cast his soul unto 12 signs, but he also was born in Blood; The dark one was unaware of how far The Spirit Love reach, he was unaware of the paths it took;



For he will see that here left is the Last of the Free Thinkers, and by his own laws he will be driven out of his own place, he will be chased down by the people he created, he will search for a way to leave his mark that others may find, the rules he created.



The Last of the Free Thinkers must be destroyed



this is the way of The Spirit.


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just give me a field and a sun ray!

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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: stumpme]
    #16305403 - 05/30/12 10:12 AM (12 years, 29 days ago)

nature tend to fit my mood, or perhaps it is vice versa. here are two poems i have written recently.

5:20am
I cant see the trees yet
They still hide within the earths shadow

But I can imagine them!
I know just where they rest
waiting for the sun to climb over the horizon
And set them on fire.

but it is still black out
Might as well be midnight.

Was that my sigh that started this rolling wind?
ill play along.

Ill reach out my hand at the right moment
stretch my arm out, far as I can reach
And further still

Now I can see
You must understand the eye that is trained to catch the light.

this is a delicate situation now.
do not confuse the street lamps to show you all that is there.
They are too bold in their presumption.

This is not how the earth reveals itself.
Wait for the sun.
Soon now,
taste the difference on your skin.

first the hazy green,
The magnetic energy swirls the color around the clouds
Is that yellow?
he has awakened early..
And angered the orange
Who burst forth revealing the red

Hush now,
Magenta will settle things down

Where is that athoritative orb?
It must reign in this color spectrum
Before the world goes mad
And the trees become blue
And the sky falls to lavender...

Ah, the trees.
Still hiding.
but I know where they are.
They are not the clouds
But only one eye can make out the difference..

Incoherent babblings
as I fill my being with chemicals
Flip the switch to "on"
And go about reliving yesterday
while pretending that tomorrow will eventually come.



relinquish
Its been raining sporatically.
The plants love it
I hear them singing even now

The sky is grey most of the time
But the sun is petsistent
Almost at my whim,
The clouds radiate this orange haze

I let them rest.
This rain must fall
The trees have been groaning for symphony.


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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Ojyelhsa]
    #16305473 - 05/30/12 10:37 AM (12 years, 29 days ago)

Mind everywhere. Listening, loosening, while the snake's neck is glisening. Vibrant rings circling, triangle head with mouth open wide. Feeling, aware, as I stare into its eyes. For this moment we are one.

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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: weshroom] * 1
    #16305497 - 05/30/12 10:47 AM (12 years, 29 days ago)

rocking back and forth i cried
the silence she does kill
she came upon me quickly
took my soul against my will

and so i lie here helplessly
no sanity to hold
i glance upon the frozen rose
the silent story told

so beautiful and vibrant
its grace remained unflawed
unlike my stolen sanctuary
the silence has unthawed

i whisper to the rose
bring me serenity
venture off thine frozen path
give me eternity

but the rose remained unmoving
its secrets never shared
it remained there ever dying
to cry i would not have dared

i turned back to insanity
and let her will be done
my eye closed then forever
with this, the silence won


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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Ojyelhsa]
    #16318977 - 06/01/12 07:45 PM (12 years, 26 days ago)

I have only just started to realise that there was a lot of discussion on this forum other than hunting and IDing!
There are some fantastic poets here IMO.
This is one I did recently, from my blog, kinda revolving around my epilepsy and feelings of 'de-realization'

My Unreality

I stare endlessly,
up and through the blue of the sky
Wondering, pondering, deciding,
Today, which disguise shall me mine?
As I know not my own self,
nor the world my eyes bring to shine.
My existence is a balancing act,
all I can do is try to act kind

If you needed to know, is this real?
My thoughts would be useless
As I know my response, you would not feel,
Nor would it mean anything to reality itself,
Purely my musings from my own private film reel

So I therefore must face my selves,
Before I am driven beyond insanity,
where coming back is no guarantee,
Into an existence of Hell,
Into a Fiery World filled with gnomes and elves.
A world where my want does not belong,
everyday reminding myself to stay strong.
So I am able to navigate each second,
no matter how long, no matter how precious,
As for as long as my Will is mine to hold
I will never be gone
I will never say goodbye
I am always in control


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"Watching TV is like taking black paint to your third eye."
ttttttttssssssssssshhhhhhhhhhh

Read my experience in a rehab facility that was actually some sort of cult!

https://epilepticmoondancer.net/the-archway-chronicles-2/

Move over Rover!
And let Jimi take over.....

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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: weshroom]
    #16319212 - 06/01/12 08:31 PM (12 years, 26 days ago)

Quote:

weshroom said:
Mind everywhere. Listening, loosening, while the snake's neck is glisening. Vibrant rings circling, triangle head with mouth open wide. Feeling, aware, as I stare into its eyes. For this moment we are one.




I like this one a lot. Would like to read more :smile:


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"Watching TV is like taking black paint to your third eye."
ttttttttssssssssssshhhhhhhhhhh

Read my experience in a rehab facility that was actually some sort of cult!

https://epilepticmoondancer.net/the-archway-chronicles-2/

Move over Rover!
And let Jimi take over.....

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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: jordman]
    #16331701 - 06/04/12 03:22 PM (12 years, 24 days ago)

Time goes by, feeling flustered,
no one knows and now I need.
Patience, a virtue?
Why not force the issue?
Some say poetry is crap
but I've evolved above all that.

Time sleeps.

Poetry is art
love put to rest

Endings that reach for a beginning.


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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: timelapses]
    #16332876 - 06/04/12 07:31 PM (12 years, 23 days ago)

Someone come save me, something's about to give
I do not know how much longer I can live
You say; I am an utter disgrace
When all I want is to see your face
Hold your hand, kiss your lips, fell your breath
I have never been so close to death
His hands grip my neck tight
This can't be right!
Will you help me
Will you understand my pain
Must my life end, unfortunately
Remember when we would walk in the rain?
Remember when we would fall asleep in the other's grasp?
The light is gone, long faded away
Do I deserve this punishment I so thouroughly seek?
We would go lie together down by the creek
My festering wounds start to reek
Infected and inflammed my heart is weak
No longer on my sleave, merely a streak
Of what once was, never will be again
This can't be right!?
- TZ





If a heart could bleed what color would it be?
Would it be red for the blood it holds inside
Would it be black like the disease you have left me with
Would it be green with envy
What if it's dry, what if it died
Love can not only be a myth
- TZ


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Re: feedback is appreciated *DELETED* [Re: InTiMiDaToRdInO]
    #16358993 - 06/09/12 11:48 PM (12 years, 18 days ago)

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Reason for deletion: poetry is too personal


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Re: feedback is appreciated [Re: clctvsl]
    #16375526 - 06/13/12 10:11 AM (12 years, 15 days ago)

In Praise of The Internet

How have I loved thee? Let me count the ways in
Binary code. How many major telecos have I owed
full many dollars? For seduction of teh ladies fine and
Widely spread. Never better opportunities didst flow
To horny youth From any other source. Stick mags had
nowt To offer lads of tender years which ever rivalled
Redtube's Sweet moist allure In any manner. - Thou modem.
Stout Intermediary twixt me and 18 y/o hottie gal from Sweden.
Valiant conduit of love. Without thee how celibate were our lives?
Fibre-optic lovepump of yon digital environs. Ere thee were we lost;
Alone and stymied so many generations hast been. Thou hast brought us
love and worship ist thy recompense. 4th gen Priapic pope of carnality.
Solitary are the crowds of cyberspace. The eager and the desperate equal
In thine eyes. You beckon and Our own climactic sever crash lures us anon.


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Why, sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.

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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: mushroom_sandwich]
    #16376283 - 06/13/12 01:56 PM (12 years, 15 days ago)

GOD'S FLESH (MAGIC MUSHROOMS)


I'VE CONSUMED THE FLESH
THAT TAKES ME THERE
TO THAT PLACE OF WONDER
TO THAT PLACE OF CARE
PATIENTLY WAITING..
FOR MY JOURNEY TO BEGIN
I CAN FEEL GOD'S FLESH
BEING ABSORBED WITHIN
NOW WITH MY NERVE
ENDINGS TINGLING
AND MY LEGS FEELING LIGHT
AS I PREPARE MYSELF MENTALLY
FOR MY HEAVENLY FLIGHT...

MY MAGIC MUSHROOM POEM
MATERIAL COPYRIGHTED BY THE AUTHOR (MARTIN SANDERS)

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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Hawkstone]
    #16387095 - 06/15/12 07:40 PM (12 years, 12 days ago)

Feel her all over me,
her changes her hair.
Way to young to despair.
full of life and vigor
unafraid of her sexuality.
she has a hold of the world.

Youth.


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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: timelapses]
    #16387751 - 06/15/12 10:07 PM (12 years, 12 days ago)

An old poem I wrote called "Monster" made a series out of it actually on deviantart.

With the world to his back
He stands there unmoved by his destruction
Almost filled with joy
As he see's others peoples lives as a mere toy
He will continue on his spree
He will make sure no one will attempt to flee
The voices tell him this isn't reality
You just need to need make sure the first strike is an instant fatality
Almost as if death has plagued his hands
A simple touch will bring everything you know to an agonzing end
A true monster in nature
No remorse has ever been shown
This murderous beast will never be slown


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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Soluminia]
    #16423774 - 06/23/12 01:20 AM (12 years, 5 days ago)

Some things are common,
like a boot, table, cup.
Helping everyday men in
their everyday chores,
as they meander in their lives.

Daily acceptance of their
inescapable plight replacing
drive, determination, passion
to better their plot in life.

Maybe it's their fault, maybe it's not.


But that's not the point.


And than there are the things
in life, that can be bought,
and most are. Expensive at first,
these shiny new technologies.
They're all whores.

And than we come to the finer
things in life.
The things that can't be bought or sold.
Because the beautiful women,
young and old,
aren't interested in the gadgets of men.
But we made them to get with you!

I see them walking on the grand stage
and the silver screen. The ones who didn't make it,
I see them walking up and down the streets,
I talk to the ones I already meet.
But it truly is trying to take a cloud
and pin it down.

We all have had one,
the one that got away.
Because that's what makes them finer.
They know how to get away.
They also all want to be actresses.


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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: theonlysun81]
    #16433949 - 06/25/12 12:58 AM (12 years, 3 days ago)


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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: plektheplek] * 2
    #16465379 - 07/01/12 01:51 PM (11 years, 11 months ago)

I wash dishes in the sink
Ritualistic cleansing of
Built up pain, anxieties
Using some de-greaser, pink

I peer at the solid shine
Curious and humbled by
The ease with which dirt wipes away
With the right chemicals applied

Everything is put in place
Sorted, proper organized
That we may put it back to use
For scrambled eggs, before sunrise

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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Vore]
    #16473358 - 07/03/12 01:37 AM (11 years, 11 months ago)


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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: plektheplek]
    #16494080 - 07/07/12 07:22 AM (11 years, 11 months ago)

Run my finger through her hair, brunette
Dissolve the partnership of our lips 
Sail south along the waves of her hips
Her velvet glove and silk silhouette

Take her breath as she inhales mine
Legs crossed we sit intertwined
Play my flute and drink my wine
Eat her fruit, our blood combined

Find my way in her deep moist cave
Hungry for more, her flesh i crave
Atop summit, at the climax of our duet
Her velvet glove and silk silhouette

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