04-27-2003, 05:56 PM | #21 |
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IronParrot, go find yourself a publisher. 'Tis beautiful, the way it captures the essence of idiocy and music in one (j/k)!
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04-27-2003, 05:59 PM | #22 |
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You better be...we all know where in the Entish hierarchy he falls...
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04-27-2003, 06:21 PM | #23 |
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Since I've posted this in four boards already...
I might as well post it here too. It is poetry, and some think it's good. It's about, well, the hunting of the wolf, from The Silmarillion.
The Hunting of The Wolf (A ballad.) The red maw goes to Menegroth prepared to fight 'til end those that sung of wolfen wroth; his fangs wanting to rend King's hands, bow, and loyal hound rose to fight that day a hunt to claim the dark one's crown Carcharoth to slay The northern of Esgalduin The dreaded wolf did lay The hunters now approached herein Lured by feral bay Huan, friend of Lúthien Left Erchamion To go seek the wolf out then But Carcharoth was gone! Out of a thicket filled with thorns The Red Maw had sprung Filled with Melkor's hate and scorns Upon Thingol he flung Beren strode to fight the beast but was smote by prey Huan lept to stop wolf's feast and they were led away Huan, hound of Oromë Fought the lupine curse And Carcharoth, to his dismay sunk into the earth But in this moment, felled he was, Erchamion near-dead. And Huan, victor, raked by claws Went to Mandos then. “Farewell,” he said, ere his parting “We shall meet again. In Valinor, they will be calling; Live again, Beren!” Beleg, Mablung, Doriath Wept for him that day Victims of Carcharoth's wrath A small part in the play. They slit the belly of the beast Drawing the jewel wherein Tinúviel's dowry was the least To pay the wolf's own sin. Mablung placed the light of trees In Beren's living hand “Now the Quest is achieved.” But his life would not withstand. At the feet of H*rilorn Lúthien awaited Her lover dead, she did not mourn Not knowing what was fated Thus ends the Quest of Silmaril Cut from Melkor's crown Release from Bondage yet to end Until Beleriand sinks down
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04-28-2003, 07:17 PM | #24 |
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Elenka and Censored: very nice! Elenka, i feel the same way: i posted my "reaLISTIC" POEMS, BUT I FEEL THAT MY NATURE POEMS ARE TOO PERSONAL TOO POST RIGHT NOW; MAYBE LATER THOUGH.
iRON PARROT that was really nice! |
04-28-2003, 08:45 PM | #25 |
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And of course, as I told you before, a beautiful ballad, Nin.
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04-28-2003, 09:07 PM | #26 |
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These poems are really great, don't know if I'm up to caliber, but here goes.
Stars The stars are close tonight. I have but to stretch my arm to pluck them like so many grapes. Diamonds from a velvet box, I'd treasure them Small, sparkling gems. Like words on a page they tell stories of the sky, Scattered in brilliance across a neverending page. Tonight the patterns are mine to see, my stories to tell. Tonight, the stars are close. The stars are far tonight. I am so small this cold night, Bright yellow jacket, bare toes numb - How could one person know them all? They cannot - I cannot. I can't reach those far away worlds. I am but a looker, given glimpses of great wonder, and great frustration. We can't great chasms, cold and empty. I may only dream of stories untold, journeys unmade. They are not mine to know, mine to own. Tonight, the stars are far. I have this window with a ledge over my garage. I wrote this last December after I had crept outside, against my parent's wishes.
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04-29-2003, 06:25 PM | #27 |
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wow! that's so beautiful!
this one is one of my favorites that i've written: Untitled # 4 Beauty is deciet Showing us lovliness that seems to go on, Yet really contradicting itseelf, In that beauty is only skin deep. Beauty is a thief Stealing from us our sense of person, Keeping us from seeing what is Inside ourselves, And those around us. Beauty is As unreal As a snowflake in June: It may happen somwhere else, But from our point of view It is nonexistent. Beauty is a hypocrite For while beauty is perfect, In order to be beautiful, There must be a flaw; Imperfection is beauty. |
04-29-2003, 11:16 PM | #28 |
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So true. Like crooked teeth on a pretty person, or something.
Awesome poem! Oh by the way, in my sig is part of Kermit the frog's best song. It's in the origional movie, it's (duh) about rainbows, and it's really pretty.
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04-30-2003, 06:18 PM | #29 |
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i love that song! when i was little my mom sang that to me a lot! it's so poetic and truthful.
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04-30-2003, 06:49 PM | #30 |
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Everyone's poems are beautiful. I loved Kalile's one about the stars. I write a lot of poetry but right now I'm not sure where any of it is
If I find it I'll post here later.
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05-01-2003, 12:18 AM | #31 |
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heeheehee
I've written hundreds of poems that were never meant to be read by anyone but me, except... I think I recycled them! sigh.
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05-01-2003, 12:27 AM | #32 |
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I know what you mean, to some degree. I wrote a short story that I doubt I'd share with anyone except those I consider friends.
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05-01-2003, 12:37 AM | #33 |
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I won't even show mine to my best friend. Poems for me are usually pure emotion about something, and I don't like letting that much on about the person inside the jester.
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05-02-2003, 12:21 AM | #34 |
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I wrote a few haikus I could post.
#1 Try again. Most of your 'haiku' Do not fit the rhyming scheme Try again, will you? #2 Some help. Remember, it's five Then the seven syllables Then five once again. #3 A note. When a person writes You must give them some respect. Even if they suck. #4 It will stay unfinished. I do not like those Who in the first paragraph claim it a novel.
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05-02-2003, 01:19 AM | #35 |
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Those are neat. I heard a different variant on the second one once:
Five in the first line Seven in the second line Five in the last line
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05-02-2003, 09:19 AM | #36 |
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Aren't haikus supposed to be about nature?
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05-02-2003, 09:38 AM | #38 |
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I thought they were...Ah well.
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05-02-2003, 10:36 AM | #39 |
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Oh, a poem someone made for me:
Roses are red Violets are blue I love Legolas He loves me too dedicated to Jonathan, Ruinel and Lalaith <-- hahaha! |
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