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Pen,Ink, Paper
I see piece of paper,
Next I see some Ink,
And finally I noticed a
lovely and unique pen.
But to my surprise they
we're out of sync.
That had a bad, bad
disagreement.
I wanted to help so
I asked what the
problem was.
Each tried to talk at the
same time, I waved my
hand said one at time.
( I felt like a judge)
Ink, you can go first,
he nodded and began
to talk
" I'm tired of not being
appreciated. If it wasn't
for me no poems, books,
songs, or words in general
would ever be seen".
The pen just interrupted
ink, Wait a minute you
and me or inseparable.
We have lived together
for centuries. You need
me ink".
Paper jumped in and said
" Where would you display
all your pieces of work if
it wasn't for me? Your work
would be useless. I'm talking
to you both".
I finally jumped in and said,
all three of you are important.
You all serve a special purpose.
But you serve a bigger when
you all are in sync working
together as a unified team."
When I said those words,
they made up and became
a team once again.
The End.
10-25-19
Alexis Y.
We think we have our safety net
filling our lives full of every little thing
favourites we protect ourselves around
'I am a rock' is what we like to sing
Being a reader I love my books
my poetry is to me a real anchor
to me, it's what keeps me together
not like the Titanic, ice rock sank her!
In my solitude of my quiet room
this is my rock, my safety net
there in my loneliness, I do like
me and my thoughts there to collect
As like an island there I stand
separated by liquid all around
standing tall above everything else
listening to birds lyrical sound
A rock that no one can shatter
now that's something to have near
think deep down is that really true?
that rock maybe has a fear!
( This is based on Simon & Garfunkel's ' I am a Rock'
'I have my books
And my poetry to protect me;
I am shielded in my armour
Hiding in my room, safe within my womb.
I touch no one and no one touches me.
I am a rock.
I am an island.
And a rock feels no pain;
And an island never cries.)
My entry in a poem challenge:
“Write a poem based on three words from a song.”
I chose: 'Words of love' by the Beatles 1964”
words of love
I’m the harshest critic,
the truest of nonbelievers,
when words of love are used.
Soapy words will not deliver
so please stop trying to be smooth.
Don’t compare me to a summer’s day!
I know that’s from some Broadway play.
Waste not flattery’s rose
praise not my grace,
at least not to my face,
you’re better off praising my clothes.
Forgo sweetness, promise nothing
then you may be onto something
say it, straight up, I won’t faint
trust me, sir, I am no saint.
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A song for this:
Words of love by the Beatles
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Maddy’ Music challenge:
“Write a poem based on three words from a song.”
Song: 'Words of love' by the Beatles 1964
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Poem challenge:
“Write a poem based on three words from a song.”
Song: 'Words of love' by the Beatles 1964
Heart Song Separation
“We got separated from us last week and I haven’t found you since.” Poet’s Quote
Too long my heart we beat in arrhythmic clashes
Languishing in sudden cardiac heart arrest
Out of sync creating dark vascular ashes
No phoenix rises from heart disease - never rests.
Too long my song we argue over melodies
Distracted by atonal hallucinations
Dismissing cradle songs of haunting rhapsodies
Elusive harmonies hide in cache creations.
Too long my words we engage in rhythmic stand offs
Glaring at my silent muse - tense verbal showdowns
Impasse of wills – procrastination’s folly doff
Disguised in masks adjectives appear as pronouns.
My aimless soul seeks union with lost heart song words
Remembering your quiet smiles of peace fullness
Your velvet vesper serene these mourning tears blur
As twilight yearns in midnight’s hypnotic stillness.
Too long my heart we beat in arrhythmic clashes
Too long my song we argue over melodies
Too long my words we engage in rhythmic stand offs
My aimless soul seeks union with lost heart song words.
12-11-20
Contest: My Created Form
Sponsor: Constance LaFrance
Blind to the words she heard
The written song he spoke
And though he spoke it candidly
The notes about her broke
The words were formed as music
They crooned, and sought the air
Alighting briefly by her ear
– They caught her unaware
The song he sang was breathless
Tumultuous, yet calm
Beneath the earnest candor
The truth a swirling storm
The message it delivered
Would satisfy a life
Did not her answer thunder
And – like lightning – strike!
So like the wave that crashes
Against the rocky shore
Whose churning sound is buried
Beneath the next one’s roar
His message fell unbidden
Without acknowledgement
And back into the ocean went
The bottle he had sent
Music man, Music man
Your loving guitar in hand
Your music was my downfall
Taking my heart, taking my all
I fell in love with your words,
Grew addicted to your rhythm.
The sorrow in your burning chords,
Drew me in with them.
I felt your music flow through me
Getting lost, carried away
In your songs, in your dreams
As I listened to you play
Music man, Music man
Your loving guitar in hand
Your music was my downfall
Taking my heart, taking my all
Music man, Music man
Your loving guitar in hand
Your music was my downfall
Taking my heart, taking my all
ALesiach © 07/23/2017
A scarlet daydreamer marbled in blue velvet
marooned in confidence mired in yucky mucky chucks
Twas a heist at gunpoint to honor those petted
I have brained the threshold and my mind turned to suds
On the premature notion that I have accepted
I have slipped and slid on a bed of clipped rosebuds
I have cast mirrors to purpose hexed
My expectations demanded the least contention
I cannot fathom the necessity for compassion
The visual aspects do not summon a cry for vexation
The certainties will formulate its need for satisfaction
I require life touches to ensure my future
I ought to lift higher and higher like a soul sensation
I must smooch with our solar star curvature
The certainties will formulate its need for satisfaction
Need for satisfaction
Ride captain ride onboard my mystery ship
Chart by stars sways the course
Yet a fragile world spurns to its lip
Of its inner voices of remorse
I am no redeemer but an apple chip
I need to be merely left as none to procrastination
unburied and left to stare at the granite tombstone
The certainties will formulate its need for satisfaction
I found my want to be left as an abandon
I do not need benevolent funds from association
And I deplore closeted affection
The certainties will formulate its need for satisfaction
I am lacking for a good connection
I need Dai-lee llamas that traverse the Andes ascension
The certainties will formulate its need for satisfaction.
It's all been done for nothing,
now my nerves are wearing thin;
yes,it's all been done for nothing...
when I think of what has been!
Yes,it's all been done for nothing...
this love I don't want back,
because nothing is left for certain,
and my love that is a fact!
Yes,once I was the believer...now,
everything is gone;
and it's all been done for nothing,
so believe the words of this song!
When i met you...life was confused,
but now my life is naught;
and it's all been done for nothing,
because you are nothing in my thoughts!
I didn't give words out of pity,
because words are used for sympathy;
but it's all been done for nothing,
nothing is left but memory!
Dragging, lagging down this road,
Many things I was never told,
Stumble, tumble to the ground,
Looked up and saw no one was around,
Scraped and bruised... on both knees,
Begging for this disease to seize,
One more breath before I break,
When suddenly I realize You died for my sake,
When I can’t seem to find the words to say,
To cancel out these feelings of dismay,
When all I’ve seen was equivalent to shame,
And tornados wipe right through the pain,
When water washes the frailty and dishonor,
And most thought I was just a goner,
Your whispers penetrate my night,
Speaking out “this is not your fight”
“ I died to fill your life with might”
Holes in souls are hard to bare,
Especially when your scars are there,
Hearts that plead to overflow,
Sometimes bleed and cannot let go,
But through the madness and through the times,
There is only one name that comes to my mind,
Nails that sacrificed for our greater good,
Can relate to my deaths even if He was misunderstood,
When I can’t seem to find the words to say,
To cancel out these feelings of dismay,
When all I’ve seen was equivalent to shame,
And tornados wipe right through the pain,
When water washes the frailty and dishonor,
And most thought I was just a goner,
Your whispers penetrate my night,
Speaking out “this is not your fight”
This is not your fight,
This is not your fight.
BY:
Sabina Nicole
She’s coming for me
The things that I have said
Shh! I’m already dead
She’s coming for me
I’m laid back
But I spit like a demon possessed dragon
An angel colored in darkness
Drunken from life and staggering
What’s behind this kids eyes
The homeless shadow he carries alone
The story behind the songs
No I do not speak in tongues
To live a casual life is not to seek to be hung
There is no forgiveness for cursing your living
Consequences circle my thoughts
Shaded purple is my appearance for resisting the law
I can make my words seem of innocence
Or I can make my words keen of relevance
Two murders in Genesis
She’s coming for me
I lay down; I’m troubled in my peace
I wake up to visions of my flesh deceased
She’s coming for me
The things I’ve to often said
My souls coughing, seems I’m already dead
She’s coming for me