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  • the wolf
    the wolf Posts: 7,027
    absolutely nothing.
    Peace, Love.

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  • acrossssSsssshittt
    acrossssSsssshittt Posts: 1,014
    until morning

    she touches the rain
    still falling

    her smile may fade ... away
    but agony stays
    and in her eyes there is rain

    ... and she don't fade
    away
  • Godfather.
    Godfather. Posts: 12,504
    acrossOceans wrote:
    until morning

    she touches the rain
    still falling

    her smile may fade ... away
    but agony stays
    and in her eyes there is rain

    ... and she don't fade
    away

    Then she told me how it was going to be
    she said you're gonna give your love to me..(Buddy Holly rip-off)

    Flight of fancy on a summer night
    I'd have her here a holding me tight...(more Buddy Holly rip-off)
  • chadwick
    chadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    Dear poetry writers,

    do you ever write with enough emotion to make you clench your fist
    grit your teeth
    and smash people with blunt weaponry?

    Curious,
    Chad
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."
    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
  • acrossssSsssshittt
    acrossssSsssshittt Posts: 1,014
    chadwick wrote:
    Dear poetry writers,

    do you ever write with enough emotion to make you clench your fist
    grit your teeth
    and smash people with blunt weaponry?

    Curious,
    Chad


    do I ever ! ? pssstt....the shit I been thru... forget about it ... :lol:

    you ever coloured your pages full black until you start ...

    bah... what do I know....
  • chadwick
    chadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    acrossOceans wrote:
    chadwick wrote:
    Dear poetry writers,

    do you ever write with enough emotion to make you clench your fist
    grit your teeth
    and smash people with blunt weaponry?

    Curious,
    Chad


    do I ever ! ? pssstt....the shit I been thru... forget about it ... :lol:

    you ever coloured your pages full black until you start ...

    bah... what do I know....
    you are never clueless
    you're all over it
    i believe you have it goin on.
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."
    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
  • acrossssSsssshittt
    acrossssSsssshittt Posts: 1,014
    Godfather. wrote:
    acrossOceans wrote:
    until morning

    she touches the rain
    still falling

    her smile may fade ... away
    but agony stays
    and in her eyes there is rain

    ... and she don't fade
    away

    Then she told me how it was going to be
    she said you're gonna give your love to me..(Buddy Holly rip-off)

    Flight of fancy on a summer night
    I'd have her here a holding me tight...(more Buddy Holly rip-off)


    There are times she gets a lil crazy
    She loves to play
    And she loves the game
    She always looks
    … so pretty
    playing in the rain

    there are times she…
    runs away from her man
    and for a few nights she...

    sleeps while she hides

    but her good man
    she don’t leave him behind

    she keeps him happy
    she stays happy
    she stays

    in agony
  • tremors
    tremors Posts: 8,051
    Excellent
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  • pandora
    pandora Posts: 21,855
    pandora wrote:
    scenery3.jpg

    Subconscious


    He kept them up under the bed.
    Bring them out and beat on them.
    There was nothin I could do.

    Else He beat on me
    or worse.... the kid.
    "he beat your child too?"
    only once...
    after that I did what He said.
    He didn't have to.

    Sometimes it was women
    but mostly men,
    brought them home
    already hurtin.

    We could hear them breathe funny
    sometimes cry
    moan
    pray.

    That's when He would drag them out
    and beat on them some more.
    Put them back up under there.
    Sometimes the blood ran out
    from under the bed.
    He told me to clean it up.
    I did.

    There was nothin I could do.

    So much rage and hate
    someone must have done Him very wrong.

    At first the kid didn't know
    he only saw
    but didn't know.
    I never wanted him to know
    but he saw it all.

    In between, after...
    He would be so nice
    mostly to the kid.

    I saw my kid love this monster,
    wait for the times He was nice,
    saw him need those times.

    Then He would bring home another one,
    already hurtin.
    Beat on them and stuff them
    up under the bed.

    The kid knew it was the only way He was nice.
    The power He had on him
    you couldn't see
    only feel.
    The kid understood the power.

    Then He brought home a boy
    couldn't have been 16
    already hurtin.

    Put him up under the bed.

    I had to do something
    so I let him go....
    helped him go.

    He beat on me and put me
    up under the bed.

    I knew my kid was waiting.
    Waiting for it to be over.
    Waiting for Him to be nice.

    So much rage and hate
    someone must have done him very wrong.

    That someone was me.
  • CantKeepMeHere
    CantKeepMeHere Posts: 2,177
    edited October 2010
    The Brightest Son of My Universe

    I knew you when you were small
    Just barley up to my knee
    Now you've grown so tall
    Standing at 6 foot 3
    Can you still see me?

    I knew you when you didn't know shit
    Then for years you were just full of it
    I knew someday you'd get your world together
    Now that you've started,the only weather.... is rain
    Rain
    Rain
    Rain

    You were never a little boy
    Just always a little man
    My ideas for your
    Were never part of your plan

    I remember the day I had to let it all go
    How far you had come
    Yet so far left to go
    I taught you all I knew
    Shared with you the good and bad
    You started making a life for you
    Before any others even had a plan
    Now I'm walkin' in the rain
    Rain
    Rain
    Rain

    I am so proud of you
    The young man you are trying to be
    But in the rest of my life
    There will never be warmer son for me
    Shinning bright
    Pushing back the rain
    Rain
    Pain
    Rain
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  • Godfather.
    Godfather. Posts: 12,504
    pandora wrote:
    pandora wrote:
    scenery3.jpg

    Subconscious


    He kept them up under the bed.
    Bring them out and beat on them.
    There was nothin I could do.

    Else He beat on me
    or worse.... the kid.
    "he beat your child too?"
    only once...
    after that I did what He said.
    He didn't have to.

    Sometimes it was women
    but mostly men,
    brought them home
    already hurtin.

    We could hear them breathe funny
    sometimes cry
    moan
    pray.

    That's when He would drag them out
    and beat on them some more.
    Put them back up under there.
    Sometimes the blood ran out
    from under the bed.
    He told me to clean it up.
    I did.

    There was nothin I could do.

    So much rage and hate
    someone must have done Him very wrong.

    At first the kid didn't know
    he only saw
    but didn't know.
    I never wanted him to know
    but he saw it all.

    In between, after...
    He would be so nice
    mostly to the kid.

    I saw my kid love this monster,
    wait for the times He was nice,
    saw him need those times.

    Then He would bring home another one,
    already hurtin.
    Beat on them and stuff them
    up under the bed.

    The kid knew it was the only way He was nice.
    The power He had on him
    you couldn't see
    only feel.
    The kid understood the power.

    Then He brought home a boy
    couldn't have been 16
    already hurtin.

    Put him up under the bed.

    I had to do something
    so I let him go....
    helped him go.

    He beat on me and put me
    up under the bed.

    I knew my kid was waiting.
    Waiting for it to be over.
    Waiting for Him to be nice.

    So much rage and hate
    someone must have done him very wrong.

    That someone was me.

    this is so well written it makes me very angry....
    I would take great pleasure in beating a man like this
    till he cried like a little girl then do it again..and again. :x

    Godfather.
  • pandora
    pandora Posts: 21,855
    CantKeepMeHere wrote:
    The Brightest Son of My Universe

    I knew you when you were small
    Just barley up to my knee
    Now you've grown so tall
    Standing at 6 foot 3
    Can you still see me?

    I knew you when you didn't know shit
    Then for years you were just full of it
    I knew someday you'd get your shit together
    Now that you've started,the only weather.... is rain
    Rain
    Rain
    Rain

    You were never a little boy
    Just always a little man
    My ideas for your
    Were never part of your plan

    I remember the day I had to let it all go
    How far you had come
    Yet so far left to go
    I taught you all I knew
    Shared with you the good and bad
    You started making a life for you
    Before any others even had a plan
    Now I'm walkin' in the rain
    Rain
    Rain
    Rain

    I am so proud of you
    The young man you are trying to be
    But in the rest of my life
    There will never be warmer son for me
    Shinning bright
    Pushing back the rain
    Rain
    Pain
    Rain

    :wave: Jason,
    this is great...great feeling and insight into parenting.
    Love the universe, son/ sun/ rain/pain analogies, lovely, clever and meaningful.
    I can relate to the bittersweetness, it is my life too.
    Thank you for sharing, I'm glad you are here :D
  • runaway
    runaway Posts: 427
    you are a beautiful parent...if only
    they existed for all of us...god bless you
    Music is the universal language
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  • tremors
    tremors Posts: 8,051
    pandora wrote:
    pandora wrote:
    scenery3.jpg

    Subconscious


    He kept them up under the bed.
    Bring them out and beat on them.
    There was nothin I could do.

    Else He beat on me
    or worse.... the kid.
    "he beat your child too?"
    only once...
    after that I did what He said.
    He didn't have to.

    Sometimes it was women
    but mostly men,
    brought them home
    already hurtin.

    We could hear them breathe funny
    sometimes cry
    moan
    pray.

    That's when He would drag them out
    and beat on them some more.
    Put them back up under there.
    Sometimes the blood ran out
    from under the bed.
    He told me to clean it up.
    I did.

    There was nothin I could do.

    So much rage and hate
    someone must have done Him very wrong.

    At first the kid didn't know
    he only saw
    but didn't know.
    I never wanted him to know
    but he saw it all.

    In between, after...
    He would be so nice
    mostly to the kid.

    I saw my kid love this monster,
    wait for the times He was nice,
    saw him need those times.

    Then He would bring home another one,
    already hurtin.
    Beat on them and stuff them
    up under the bed.

    The kid knew it was the only way He was nice.
    The power He had on him
    you couldn't see
    only feel.
    The kid understood the power.

    Then He brought home a boy
    couldn't have been 16
    already hurtin.

    Put him up under the bed.

    I had to do something
    so I let him go....
    helped him go.

    He beat on me and put me
    up under the bed.

    I knew my kid was waiting.
    Waiting for it to be over.
    Waiting for Him to be nice.

    So much rage and hate
    someone must have done him very wrong.

    That someone was me.


    This is heavy. Hard to make it to the end, but I did. Brilliant writing
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  • tremors
    tremors Posts: 8,051
    CantKeepMeHere wrote:
    The Brightest Son of My Universe

    I knew you when you were small
    Just barley up to my knee
    Now you've grown so tall
    Standing at 6 foot 3
    Can you still see me?

    I knew you when you didn't know shit
    Then for years you were just full of it
    I knew someday you'd get your world together
    Now that you've started,the only weather.... is rain
    Rain
    Rain
    Rain

    You were never a little boy
    Just always a little man
    My ideas for your
    Were never part of your plan

    I remember the day I had to let it all go
    How far you had come
    Yet so far left to go
    I taught you all I knew
    Shared with you the good and bad
    You started making a life for you
    Before any others even had a plan
    Now I'm walkin' in the rain
    Rain
    Rain
    Rain

    I am so proud of you
    The young man you are trying to be
    But in the rest of my life
    There will never be warmer son for me
    Shinning bright
    Pushing back the rain
    Rain
    Pain
    Rain


    Loved this. Sometimes how my old man makes me feel. Words that could have been his. Though I'm not 6 foot 3!!

    He gave me an etching once, one dark night, with a picture - it said 'I will not forget you; I have held you in the palm of my hand'. I made it through that night. I have it here on my shelf.
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  • tremors
    tremors Posts: 8,051
    I got down on both knees
    And told you the world had never looked so beautiful
    Since I knew you
    And you said 'yes'
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  • pandora
    pandora Posts: 21,855
    Interesting words!

    My Mama always used "big" words.
    She challenged me with words, got me thinking and learning new ones.
    She's gone and I'm rusty :mrgreen:


    Here goes....

    Gledge: to squint the eyes

    Musophobist: One who is scared or hates poems.

    Nuzzing: The sound made by camels

    Sockdolager: A hard hit

    Kerfuffle: disorder, commotion

    Got any to add? :D
  • pandora
    pandora Posts: 21,855
    tremors wrote:
    I got down on both knees
    And told you the world had never looked so beautiful
    Since I knew you
    And you said 'yes'
    this is lovely does it mean what I'm thinkin 8-)
  • tremors
    tremors Posts: 8,051
    pandora wrote:
    tremors wrote:
    I got down on both knees
    And told you the world had never looked so beautiful
    Since I knew you
    And you said 'yes'
    this is lovely does it mean what I'm thinkin 8-)


    Almost certainly!! You know me Pandi - forever cryptic! I tend to disguise some of the personal stuff as if noone has ever read any of the other stuff I've written on here! - not sure it's a great strategy!! Helps me feel better anyways..... Some of the short 'poems' relate to things I have written about in the longer pieces. if anyone could be bothered they could probably piece it all together easily enough. Maybe I'll write my magnum opus - a kinda poetic rendition of my life story!! I think there would be a few recurring themes - women being one of them! Sometime soon I'm going to write something deep and revealing and not cryptic, but poetic - and let it sink to the bottom of the forum!!

    'Interesting words??'

    My Dad has a Greek word he uses humorously (a real one!) - I think it means 'The noise of bubbles bursting (as they rise to the top of a glass of sparkling wine)' :lol: I'll try and look it up!!
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  • tremors
    tremors Posts: 8,051
    Just had a weird moment thinking there were revisions and editing by the mods going on in the poetry forum!!

    Made me realise how when you come here you kind of take your life in your hands a bit - sharing personal stuff - in a more intense mode. Amazing how some of our words are precious, maybe sacred even, and others we can just let glide on by.....

    I hope they don't delete too much from here. It's a mine of thought-provoking material, and a lot of people share a lot of themselves, which is always risky..... Small doses of poetry for me sometimes....

    Where were you headin Pandi? I realise I probably killed the conversation. Sorry.
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