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11/28/2015 11:33:33 AM
my poetry

Mary Swingler
Posts: 4
I apologize for misunderstanding the purpose of this forum.
11/28/2015 9:52:10 AM
my poetry

Bob Atkinson
Posts: 147
Mary, this is a site where poets come to have their poems read, not a site where the public comes to read poetry. Reasons for this are many, but the biggest being that our poetry "inhales air in such vast quantities that it creates a vacuum." (my quote). I feel lucky when someone reads my stuff, not expectant that they will do so. When we write poetry that captures the imagination of non-poemwriters (poets are few and far between) then people will read our junk on their own without being begged to. Keep up the effort.
11/28/2015 8:16:18 AM
my poetry

Mary Swingler
Posts: 4
apparently it is not worth reading or analyzing.
11/28/2015 7:16:54 AM
my poetry

Mary Swingler
Posts: 4
I want to grow as a poet, which means improving in this artistry. I would appreciate an honest critique of my writing. Please provide details of my weaknesses and if you will, where and how I need to improve. If my poems have any redeeming qualities, I would appreciate a brief mention of this. My first of many poems.

Feeling Good
Laugh, Giggle, Guffaw

Chucking, Tittering, Cackling

Joy, Mirth, Cry, Chortle

Tearing, Weeping, Sobbing

Whiny, Blubber-faced

edited by marylou4 on 11/28/2015
11/27/2015 11:28:28 PM
well good morning

Falling Raindrops
Posts: 1
It is great that you are here. I welcome you. I am new too.
11/26/2015 1:38:18 PM

Sophiya Kamil
Posts: 1
Hello James
11/26/2015 12:12:24 PM
The Barderer - by Bob Atkinson

Bob Atkinson
Posts: 147
The Barderer

by Bob Atkinson

she wasn't sure to do this

was not a twist of fate

purely inspiration

of a thought she had made

her family had provided

all to her she'd need

yet, to foster innovation

she with this man agreed

agreed to allow him insight

into their world of lifetime events

a poet of distinction writing

a poem to document accomplishments

from aunt Millie's flings

to Aaron's success on stage

and grandpa's infatuation

with a red head's wandering ways

she saw an opportunity

to document these lives

which held so much meaning

for a family's lengthly pride

he didn't fuss or bother with

profusion of fanfare or pretense

as she asked him to write some

experiences of success via excess

made her nervous in her thoughts

a feeling of disarray

yet, on she wrote these paragraphs

to set him on his way

so, here he furnished her with words

that showed fallibility on display

and said of this family

we're gone, but from where we came

the book lived on for hundred years

provided smiles on those who read

about a family who lived a life

years before, but live again

every time one reads the lines

the poet wrote about

daily lives of this family

who'd cast descendent's here abouts

history's not just read in books
in school for learned fare
sometimes history's personal
about those for whom we care
edited by Bob_Atkinson on 11/26/2015
11/25/2015 12:38:21 PM
Fear Lies Around Every Corner

Terry Robinson
Posts: 13
Like a distant relative, the moon looks down
upon the face of its ravaged cousin, with
eyebrows arched and telling finger raised. All
the while giving thanks for its airless habitat

It watches the needless capture of bodies
and release of butchered souls. And explosive
judgements shaking the stable balance of the
horizon and the innocence of the earth

Where angry fear, quenched by a coctail of
incendiary pills, is shared equally among the
innocent. Whilst setting charges with the same
hands that feed a family, brings forth a rabid irony

And to blame a culture and caress a cause shall not
render their name prominent or their forced justice
supreme. For the tillers of our lands shall expand
their hearts even more, to accommodate this pain

Yet still you will rip away today that which our children
must replace tomorrow. And you that see with the eyes
of rage, plant only rage in the eyes of your children
and fear in the eyes of mine. Is your fear so strong and

your rage so great, not to let a gentle man befriend you?
And let him plant one seed of caring, in the soil of your
mind. To grow beyond the vision of holocaust you so desire

For all nations, let there be a rallying anthem. A tune for
every ear. A song without Religion. And a psalm without a God.
edited by trobbo44 on 11/25/2015
11/25/2015 12:35:58 PM
Let me tell you this

Terry Robinson
Posts: 13
Before you leave me, my darling,
let me tell you this. When we met,
I was stolen words and borrowed
phrases. Bruised in colour and wretched

Harsh character, bent on self
harm and ruined chances. But,
you became my credo, my Saint
to be adored, breathlessly calm

Your lips were the gateway to
pristine zephyrs and alluring tone.
You were my dress code for the
day and my hair cut for the month.

You were my daily meals and supported
causes. My earth, moon and the space
inbetween. When you walked, your shape
was my thrill. And your coetish lure, my torch

Your eyes were my caves to mine, and your
beauty my arete to climb. Your sun kissed
soul, burned through my clouds, and your
caring thoughts mastered my informal grudge

Your smile became my beeline. And your
grace lifted away the dark taste of grey
from my mouth, and replaced it with
coloured worth

When you leave me, let me know when
you have returned. Drop a cup or fuse a
light, and I shall know you didn't leave me
after all.

And I shall set the table again. Cut my
hair and change my clothes again. Because
I wouldn't want you to think that I had
stopped caring for life after you left me

Or that I threw knives at the world, instead of
love. Or had so easily forgotten the messages
you left to guide me to my end. So, let me tell
you this. You are me and I am you.

And all I ask is this.
That you let me close the door first
11/24/2015 7:45:26 PM
Does this make any sense as for the power held in

dave archuletta
Posts: 10
Skilled debate?

Truth or the sting of consequence will always show as a battle won or lost by conviction. The skill of spoken confidence held over inarguable debate. "He did'nt, she could've, I will, if needed, can evict in full, a most precious brood from gripping clutches of their still awaited mothering - The Pearl belonged of the Black Widow spider!"
edited by Dave Archuletta on 11/24/2015
11/24/2015 4:40:22 AM

James Nielsen
Posts: 1
Hi everyone! My name is James and I'm from Milwaukee, Wisconsin
11/23/2015 5:50:37 PM
Bar Fly

Amanda OMara
Posts: 1
I am your bar fly.
I love that you never ask me why.
This is my beautiful vice.
This seat is for you, bar fly.
You are my right hand man.
You hate my face, alone and tan.
This is from fiery, cold critters.
I call them as they are because I can.
Let us tweet along into deep hysteria.
We are talking in tongues so crude.
Long live this blatant dishonesty, so rude!
It is a slippery slope for these two.
These are mirror images with one for which willconstantly intrude.
To lose one’s dependable bar fly is to find one’s negatedreflexes.
11/23/2015 4:33:31 PM
The Changeling

Terry Robinson
Posts: 13
I am the newly born face of munificence, unquenchable beauty.
My tides are full with bountifulness, like an orchard to the table.
My fleece radiates guiltless white, bestowed like a lamb, fresh
upon its mother. And the flight of a newborn world is upon the wing

My once childish demeanour has grown into a handsome face,
with the offer of a pristine horizon as dowry. And the fruits from
the fleur de mer are bound for the land, to walk amoung its forests
and cultivate its soil. Free of tarnish and burnished by a new sun

As the cloud's rivers carry food along my valleys, carved
by mighty glaciers, the King Fisher learns his trade and
apes are low in prominence. As yet to chase the flame
and its future dividend

But, as with any river, there are two shores upon which to live.
And there are signs that a sheep in wolf's clothing stands two
legged and tall upon the other shore. And like the changing of
the seasons, too soon its cold has become warm and its warm
become hot. Wrapping a ring of savage finality about itself

On that bank, benevolence has changed a once accepting face,
to one of prideful leers. And the once responsible mien of its
manhood has lately become the childish game of a drunken
fool to be frittered away, like so many coins

And changing tides recede onto unredeeming shore lines, as a
water fall's once prized cascade becomes scorched by a pitiless
sun. And yet. My heart still resonates with the cries of a dying
humanity and should our eyes and ears only perceive it, there

is time to nurture this changeling yet. To cross the river and
force back the spears of gluttony that have breached this paradise.
To grasp the hands of an entire peoples despair and lift them up,
like a father to a child and the righteous to the atoned

For without this change of games pursued, we leave behind a
dessicated husk of rock. To become one of many such trinkets
that orbit the lights in the night sky.
edited by trobbo44 on 11/23/2015
11/22/2015 10:22:28 PM
My poem Leviathan

red barchettadrive
Posts: 1
You must hunt the video PIRATES by ELP. This seemed semi inspired by it or just Moby Dick. Youtube is the best place to find it, and if possible listen to the studio version. A lot of inspiration may come to you wave by wave with that song. I love it! p.s. This poem is quite awesome as well!
11/22/2015 7:50:35 AM

Makoto Ogino
Posts: 1
Hello everyone, I'm Fengleishanren, or Ogino Makoto from Japan. I'm living with my wife and working as a programmer in Tokyo. I'm verry sorry for I 've not introduced myself yet although my first post was on this Jan. I like story telling poetry like ballad or epic. Some day I'd like to challenge writing epic fantasy. I believe this site is a great help for me to learn and enjoying my poetry life.

Thank you !
11/22/2015 12:04:40 AM
community points

Rainbow Promise
Posts: 16
Does anyone know when the results for the contest title "Cellular Realty" will be published? Maybe I missed them,!
11/21/2015 7:36:23 PM
Have fun and keep PoetrySoup a haven.

John Beam
Posts: 7
11/21/2015 7:35:52 PM
Have fun and keep PoetrySoup a haven.

John Beam
Posts: 7
john1423 wrote:
A question on categories using selection it should be based on poets interpretation, of a given a poem but it posts seemingly random
11/21/2015 3:59:15 PM
community points

Mary Swingler
Posts: 4
How do I do I find out what these are? How d you accumulate these points? How do you use them? I am new here and have not been able to get any information. I would be grateful if some one would explain.
11/21/2015 12:44:47 PM
well good morning

Michael Spangle
Posts: 56
Greetings, 'Christ Bearer'. Welcome to the Soup. I look forward to the flavors you will undoubtedly add to an already flavorful broth.

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