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IrmaJean Posted August 6, 2010 Report Share Posted August 6, 2010 Actually, Calla, I'm not easily chased away. I tend to be loyal in that way. We're all out here doing our best, just like everyone. We're in this thing together. Note the "hands together" in my avatar. This represents a unity that we share...being human. And it has always been my hope that we can share in our struggles and do what we can to help and support one another. This is who I am. I also love poetry. I enjoy both reading and writing it. Thank you for sharing your poetry. Mind if I share some of mine? I tend to be a bit of a sentimental romantic, so you have been warned.Like a wave washing over a jagged rockAnd warm water that smooths sharp edges,Your touch to my skin is nothing to mockEach caress the answer to your pledges.As tiny ripples dance across the river’s shoreWhen stroked by gentle summer breezesYour eyes soothe me in ways I can’t ignoreA comforting gaze that I can not deny pleasesWhen sun-rays shine down upon the temperate riverAnd twinkle serenely along each golden waveYour soft voice touches my soul in order to deliverA relaxing massage my mind wishes to saveThe wind through my hair, God’s beauty surrounds meMy senses alive and you're by my sideNo other place in the world I’d want to beFor if only you could see with me as your guide. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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Endlessnight Posted August 6, 2010 Report Share Posted August 6, 2010 I hope no one minds me putting a poem of mine on here too. I wrote it a few years after we came to SA:Stop caring. That's the only thing to dowhen people continue to lie and betray you;Stop caring, and make yourself go numb insidebecause if that's the way the world ishow else will you survive?Stop caring. First in pretence, then in reality.When they laugh at all your troubleswhat good can love be?There's no one to turn to, and nowhere to hide;they wore away your self respect and stole away your pride. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
danni Posted August 6, 2010 Report Share Posted August 6, 2010 I think writing poetry can be very healing... I do it myself from time to time (most of them are in my blog). Poems help you express yourself on a deeper emotional level in my opinion and provides a healthy release of those sometimes painful emotions. Thank you both Calla and Endless for sharing yourself with us. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pakhawaj Posted September 11, 2010 Report Share Posted September 11, 2010 Your first poem was very nice Calla, it's very simple and emotive and I could easily relate to it. Sometimes, I think writing poems help boost one's ego even if you're not in the mood; knowing you've accomplished something (even something you aren't particularly proud of) is better than doing nothing.I was in a pretty foul mood yesterday and said I wouldn't post any of my poems, but I think I can allow myself to post my least emotive poem, people seem to like it.It loves all that it seesPollinating the flowersCaressing the air with its wings.All that’s yours is oursCan you hear it sing?“I am the butterfly with hornsDo not fear, for I won’t scornI’ll affect and embrace until the day I dieI do not spite, so let me fly”It floats through the valleysSpreading joy and goodwillIts blind happinessDoesn’t remember but nil:‘T Coverts all in it’s pretty dress.“I am the butterfly with hornsI shall feed you, for you are yet unbornDevour my teat, I’ll be your motherDo not fear, I’ll grow another”It goes ever forwardLaughing and smilingNot looking behindAt the destruction that’s piling. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mjolnir07 Posted December 3, 2010 Report Share Posted December 3, 2010 Actually, Calla, I'm not easily chased away. I tend to be loyal in that way. We're all out here doing our best, just like everyone. We're in this thing together. Note the "hands together" in my avatar. This represents a unity that we share...being human. And it has always been my hope that we can share in our struggles and do what we can to help and support one another. This is who I am. I also love poetry. I enjoy both reading and writing it. Thank you for sharing your poetry. Mind if I share some of mine? I tend to be a bit of a sentimental romantic, so you have been warned.Like a wave washing over a jagged rockAnd warm water that smooths sharp edges,Your touch to my skin is nothing to mockEach caress the answer to your pledges.As tiny ripples dance across the river’s shoreWhen stroked by gentle summer breezesYour eyes soothe me in ways I can’t ignoreA comforting gaze that I can not deny pleasesWhen sun-rays shine down upon the temperate riverAnd twinkle serenely along each golden waveYour soft voice touches my soul in order to deliverA relaxing massage my mind wishes to saveThe wind through my hair, God’s beauty surrounds meMy senses alive and you're by my sideNo other place in the world I’d want to beFor if only you could see with me as your guide.Holy Hell, Irma this is amazing!What happened to Calla's poems? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mjolnir07 Posted December 3, 2010 Report Share Posted December 3, 2010 Your first poem was very nice Calla, it's very simple and emotive and I could easily relate to it. Sometimes, I think writing poems help boost one's ego even if you're not in the mood; knowing you've accomplished something (even something you aren't particularly proud of) is better than doing nothing.I was in a pretty foul mood yesterday and said I wouldn't post any of my poems, but I think I can allow myself to post my least emotive poem, people seem to like it.It loves all that it seesPollinating the flowersCaressing the air with its wings.All that’s yours is oursCan you hear it sing?“I am the butterfly with hornsDo not fear, for I won’t scornI’ll affect and embrace until the day I dieI do not spite, so let me fly”It floats through the valleysSpreading joy and goodwillIts blind happinessDoesn’t remember but nil:‘T Coverts all in it’s pretty dress.“I am the butterfly with hornsI shall feed you, for you are yet unbornDevour my teat, I’ll be your motherDo not fear, I’ll grow another”It goes ever forwardLaughing and smilingNot looking behindAt the destruction that’s piling.I am truly taken aback by the talent in this thread. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Luna- Posted December 4, 2010 Report Share Posted December 4, 2010 What happened to Calla's poems?Mjolnir-Calla deleted them. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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