A New Hobby-Poetry

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  1. fundoo

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    Ok, so this post is going to be an introduction post about what this thread is going to entail. I toyed with the idea of creating my own personal forum (is this possible for the average poster?), so this might get moved to that section if/when I create that, but I thought I'd start in the Writer's Forum and stay on topic for now.

    So this thread is going to be my journey through this discovery of poetry and poetry practice. I'm going to add to this thread over time. I may be slow to start, I may only share mostly old stuff, I may...um...um...well, I may only share anecdotes about my poetry if I can't ever bring myself to share such personal things. (I'm starting to lose my mind, my memory, but I'll try to segue this back on thought...)

    I'm going to share one such anecdote tonight....

    Not poetry, but ABOUT my poetry (or "poetry"). Curious if anyone else has ever had this happen ??

    Tonight I found something I wrote not too long ago, but I completely forgot I had written it. It sounds like my writing, but it sounds foreign at the same time. I had to read it closely to be sure it was my writing. It is, because it's my story. This (forgetting what I've written) has happened to me more lately, but generally speaking, it's a pretty new phenomenon. (I tend to remember things I write, especially if it was only a few months ago. This must have been during an emotional time. Anyway,) Um, well, I would put it here, because I think folks would relate, but I'm just still too in shock by it that I want to wait a few days...at least! Although, I am still a little nervous about sharing poetry/my writing, having it public and out there...um...yeah, hard for me to part with these things, especially when they mean so much to me....but I think I'm going to try....or maybe my mouth is just writing another check my a$$ can't cash. Ha! Cya!
     
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  2. fundoo

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    Ok, so I WANT to continue my writing adventures, but I've been a bit lacking in ummm...proper thinking?? It's not for lack of motivation or lack of ideas, it's just that as I sit down to write I kinda forget stuff...and the following is what happens. eh hem lol

    Not quite poetry, or not edited or anything, but I think there's something in here that I can work with...and I just needed to vent!

    Some Crappy, Um, Poetry (??)-Current thoughts pt1

    it feels pointless
    I know there is a point. i know there is meaning, but it
    FEELS pointless
    Empty
    I'm missing something,
    or I'm in wait of another
    and being in limbo
    being left out of control
    feels pointless

    waiting, waiting,
    follow the rules
    wait until your mind goes
    wait until you can't wait any more
    and then hope for the best
    but if it doesn't come
    no, no, let's not think that way
    let's not think that way aGAIN-80
    We've already covered that and there's no need to keep
    singing those thoughts
    Think positive
    think good thoughts
    it's your safety net +though, your "self preservation" to keep these thoughts,
    to prepare for the worst
    but you've done your preparation
    but if it doesn't come...
    well, it's for the best
    closure, the waiting is the hardest part

    why must we wait?
    spooling around in the possibilities of this or that
    waiting, watching, anticipating for that which
    brings us ever happiness
    or is the worry worth that??
    Is it real??
    Is it truth??
    or is it dreadful?
    dead end
    stop looking
    why can't you stop?
    or maybe you can stop
    and you've exhausted yourself to further oblivion

    :p
     
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  3. Irminsul

    Irminsul Valkyrie

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    When stuck for ideas, I like to make a continuation of songs I like. Or use ideas already made hehe.
     
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  4. tikoo

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    I read your poem , and then read it backwards . I liked it more the second time if you don't mind .
    Probably you could record it and play back actual reverse-speech and find something interesting .
    I think poetry deserves whatever it gets . Sometimes I'll burn a book , but well , I read most of it .
    Usually I have a poetry book because the writer gave it to me . Hand-made books are the best .
     
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    Oh , reverse speech is a tech that may reveal a snippet of sounds heard backwards may
    be understood as also sensible phrases . It is a hobby , and may incite inspiration or rev-
    elation .
     
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    All the messages and hints are here although most will never pick up on them, we suck em in submiminally with that wicked shit around em, we mentioned more and more of this on every Jokers Card, the bottom line? Always the same you didn't have to look hard.. :innocent:
     
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    Omg! I had no idea there were responses here! I've got a new one today (well, from January, but new post), then I'll read the comments!

    Written sometime in late January 2018 Edited Feb 20, 2018
    "Untitled"

    They dont take me seriously but Ive
    known for years and years and years machine-
    head. Its been burried these recent times
    but always {+surface ready).

    Just wish they could help me escape {scary}
    sometimes cold sometimes dark. I feel hard to
    move, _ but then its hard to stop _ _

    Sometimes wishing it could last {bit more time}
    but I return inevitably to
    the point of no concern _ _
    *where hope leaves, thoughts, or is dimly down (and)
    leaving this place _ its green and blue {lawn}
    knowing its fake and nothing here lasts {on}
    we take {our} turn taunting troubled triumphs (+but)
    for every trophy won leaves (us) wishing we have not. _

    I take refuge in solely one very
    single thought _ that this craze these dancing
    days are just a passing phase

    (Editor's note- Oh no! The lines got messed up there and by the end I forgot how it went. Oops!)
     
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    I like the idea of poems being read backwards. Started reading this one and I see what you mean.

    I have no tangible words to reply with, but I think I get what you mean...or maybe this was a collaborative effort. Perhaps the original writer doesn't always get it right, but with fresh eyes, it could be something even more awesome!
    Woah! Just pulled that right out of my ass! Haha! :D
     
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    Lisa used to love to dance, ever since she was 10 years old
    Her bare feet raised the dust on the yard where the grass wouldn't grow
    Slowly spinning around and round, music playing in her head
    And late at night it could almost drown out, the whiskey on her old man's breath
    Wrecking yards and dingy bars and abandoned factories
    But underneath the Jaggered souls, a ballerina sways unseen

    Hard edges hide, a tender heart, brighter than a midnight sun
    Hard edges hide the sweetest parts, till you'd never know they're there.

    Now Lisa works in a club down town where the neons glow till dawn
    She calls herself Tina now but she dances to the same old song
    Slowly spinning around and round, in the smoke and the smell of rye
    She takes off all her clothes so they don't see down in her eyes
    The scarrlet rues and and blue tattoos, they're only painted on
    And underneath that dark drum beat.. The ballerina dances on.. On and on...

    Hard edges hide, a tender heart, brighter than the midnight sun.
    Hard edges hide, the sweetest parts, until you'd never know they're there.
     
  10. MeAgain

    MeAgain Dazed & Confused Lifetime Supporter Super Moderator

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    While looking on my 'puter,
    For something I could tutor,

    I stumbled on a thread,
    Before I went to bed,

    That surely's gonna suit 'er!
     
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    I haven't written anything in a long time so in lieu of my own writing I'll share one of my favorite poems. Maybe someone will get some inspiration from it

    When You Are Old
    BY WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS
    When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
    And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
    And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
    Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;

    How many loved your moments of glad grace,
    And loved your beauty with love false or true,
    But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
    And loved the sorrows of your changing face;

    And bending down beside the glowing bars,
    Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
    And paced upon the mountains overhead
    And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.
     
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    Wow Irmi! This is really good! I mean, I should say that I think it is really good. I had to reread it a few times and I'm still in awe and still wanting to read it again! eh hem. Ok, fangirl rant over. ;)

    Now to set the bar a little lower with another one of mine. Let's see... :p
     
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    haha! ok, here's a short one that really makes the point! lol ;

    written Jan 27

    "fragments of ideas: talentless pro
    structured chaos
    notable foe
    nevermore this name
    mental ignorance
    boomerang choo choo train"
    -----------------------------------------------------------
    Now then, let's see if there's something else;
    Ok, here's one that's clearly unfinished, but I had hopes of making it into an epic poem of sorts. Telling a story in this Shakespearean(??) pentameter (right??) form.
    also written Jan 27

    "the cool crisp night was darkened by the news
    she left with hope but was met with shock
    and devestation, as the news was brought
    it took her from the present, gave mental block

    It was so unexpected, of all days
    when she was meant for happpiness not pain
    and she gulped back the lump that formed inside
    her throat and fought back tears, welled but came

    " How could they?!" she cried, two days from Chrstmas
    No thought *xor selfish be..."

    *that last line was just written to remind me of the "sound", but I had planned to rewrite it.
    --------------------------------------------------------------------------
    Trying to find one more more recent one...
    Ok, I think this is about the last one (I'm still more comfortable with prose and letter writing). I'll have to get back into this, but I'll probably be working more on the prose over the next few months. We will see. Others continue to feel free to share here though! Peace!

    Feb 12 "Something a bit different-creative liberty"
    creative liberty? (sortof. emphasis on the liberty, as my confidence lacks right now)

    I'm just improvising right here,
    just getting out some thoughts
    frustration! irritation!
    struggle to hone in it
    I'm flying in this carnival ride
    and inside the car I hide
    I cower, I rock
    I shimmy, I shake
    I pull the hood up and over my head
    and close my eyes, but still awake.
    I'm so tired, but restless, can't sit still
    and watch fly by the scene there until
    I catch a figure in the distance
    staring at me with persistance
    looking, judging, mouth in a frown
    please, please, can I just calm down?!
     

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