Post your favorite poem(s)

savannah66

Thought of another great favorite of mine...due to sad circumstances. I hate to plague this great thread with a bummer, but it has been much on my mind today. My baby Siamese of 6 years was diagnosed with leukemia today. I am faced with some hard choices.
Anyway, to share miss Emily...

After Great Pain

---Emily Dickinson

After great pain, a formal feeling comes---
The Nerves sit ceremonious, like Tombs---
The stiff Heart questions was it He, that bore,
And Yesterday, or Centuries before?

The Feet, mechanical, go round---
Of Ground, or Air, or Ought---
A Wooden way
Regardless grown,
A Quartz contentment, like a stone---

This is the Hour of Lead---
Remembered, if outlived
As Freezing persons, recollect the Snow---
First---Chill---then Stupor---then the letting go---

savannah66

And another favorite....

ee cummings

since feeling is first
who pays any attention
to the syntax of things
will never wholly kiss you;

wholly to be a fool
while Spring is in the world
my blood approves,
and kisses are a better fate
than wisdom
lady i swear by all flowers. Don't cry
---the best gesture of my brain is less than
your eyelids' flutter which says

we are for each other: then
laugh, leaning back in my arms
for life's not a paragraph

And death i think is no parenthesis

darkrose

Depression
-Jen Hazlett

Dramatically spilling my thoughts all over you.
Staining the clouds of hope & delight.
My eye's darken with every sickening second.
As the very sky become a depressing sight.
And the sourness feeds on my insides.
A deathly bitterness, consuming my pride.
Alone, comforted in depression's nostalgia.
Disgust never grows old & depression never dies.

darkrose

Originally posted by savannah66
And another favorite....

ee cummings

since feeling is first
who pays any attention
to the syntax of things
will never wholly kiss you;

wholly to be a fool
while Spring is in the world
my blood approves,
and kisses are a better fate
than wisdom
lady i swear by all flowers. Don't cry
---the best gesture of my brain is less than
your eyelids' flutter which says

we are for each other: then
laugh, leaning back in my arms
for life's not a paragraph

And death i think is no parenthesis

I really like that. After reading this thread, I'm going to get some books with Cummings poetry.

Edveddmfc

Jeffrey McDaniel- The Jerk

Hey you, dragging the halo-
how about a holiday in the islands of grief?

Tongue is the word I wish to have with you.
Your eyes are so blue they leak.

Your legs are longer than a prisoner's
las night on death row.

You're a dirty little windshield

I'm standing behind you on the subway,
hard as calculus. My breath
sticks to your neck like graffiti.

I'm sitting opposite you in the bar, waiting
for you to uncross your boundaries.

I want to rip off your logic
and make passionate sense to you.

I want to ride in the swing of your hips.

My fingers will dig into you like quotation marks,
blazing your limbs into parts of speech.

But with me for a lover, you won't need
catastrophes. What attracted me in the first place
will ultimately make me resent you.

I'll start telling you lies, and my lies will sparkle,
become the bad stars you chart your life by.

I'll stare at other women so blatantly
you'll hear my eyes peeling,

because sex with you is like Great Britain:
cold, groggy, and a little uptight.

Your bed is a big, soft calculator
where my problems multiply.

Your brain is a garage
I park my bullshit in, for free.

You're not really my new girlfriend,
just another flop sequel of the first one,
who was based on the true story of my mother.

You're so ugly I forgot how to spell!

I'll cheat on you like a ninth grade math test.
Break your heart just for the sound it makes.

You're the this we need to put an end to.

The more you apologize, the less I forgive you.

So how about it?

Edveddmfc

Anyone else have a favorite?

Radar(Baba)O'Riley

Read a poem into a tape recorder and play it while you're doing the dishes or napping or dusting your Star Wars toys?

Being Enlightened

Originally posted by Radar(Baba)O'Riley
Read a poem into a tape recorder and play it while you're doing the dishes or napping or dusting your Star Wars toys?

No, but I have called my house and left a poem as a message on the answering machine just so that when I get home I feel special because someone left a message for me, even if that someone is me.

Radar(Baba)O'Riley

Originally posted by Being Enlightened
No, but I have called my house and left a poem as a message on the answering machine just so that when I get home I feel special because someone left a message for me, even if that someone is me.

That reminds me of the time I had my imaginary friend assassinated.

Being Enlightened

Originally posted by Radar(Baba)O'Riley
That reminds me of the time I had my imaginary friend assassinated.

Whoa! Remind me never to piss you off!

Schlitz

One of my favorites I have at home in my journal. If I remember later I shall post it. I haven't read it in four years.