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Or maybe I just posted this so I could read more of Gonzostyle's stuff. and I know many of you can write, so I need a little inspiration

Here's something I've been working on the last few days...trying to make a song for it but I just can't think of a chorus:

The earth stops for a moment
I feel it's pulse slow
Keep on walking forward
though I have nowhere to go

Nature's forces pull me
My consciousness flies
A chance for adventure?
Didn't let it pass by
(chorus)

Standing at my crossroads
The air breathes, sighs
Lost in the wonder
Held in land and sky

A new feeling, building
Deep inside of me
Comfort, a warm embrace,
green is all I see
(chorus)

I sense the world change
Like it's shutting the door
But I just want to stay here
One moment more

A journey lies ahead
Will I find out my fate?
Then will I return
to this wondrous state?
(chorus)

Spit....that's awesome. I write more fictiony stuff though. And there's a lot of it. We're talking near novel length. If I come up with some good prose or poetry that's not too lengthy....I'll share.

i love the teen angst poetry

is that haiku?

Heheh.

No one cares.

DIE DICK :fuckoff:

Falling
Floating
Falling
Falling
Floating
Flying
Man becomes bird
horizon ahead level zero
i can go anywhere
another memo arrives
almost 5 o'clock
wish i had wings

Life in Progress

Days are fading
Into another
Time's getting hazy

Walking through shadows
in some stranger's past
The future's unattainable
the present won't last

There's so many songs left unwritten
And so many songs left unsaid
I can't close the door to reality
but some things are better left in my head

I hide in my apathy
and let it embrace me
Life's getting crazy

(this is a work in progress)



Edited By Spitfire on April 04 2002 at 4:29

seconds blending into minutes
minutes to hours
hours to days
days to weeks
weeks to months
months to years
where did it go?
lifetimes are passing
memories and photographs
mundane everyday and priceless holidays
light another cigarette

Quote:DIE DICK

Is that what you say in bed?

Kinky.

before I bite it off and throw it out the window...

Spit, what do you think of my prose? Honest opinion.

I love free form poetry...that's what I'm best at, too

Did you just write that or is it something you've had? I really like how you ended them! I have a couple things tha use the same ideas as you...good stuff :thumbs-up:



Edited By Spitfire on April 04 2002 at 4:54

I wrote those off the top of my head but I have journals at home i scribble stuff into from time to time. I don't like to spend too much time forcing out words so I try to let them flow out as freely as possible. I like poetry that creates a distinct visual image, something I enjoyed about yours.

Quote:I love free form poetry...that's what I'm best at

when can we see some?

gentle arpi
swatting softballs
his teddy loves anal

butterfly maymay kisses
spring training flings
these are a few of his favorite things

Insignificance
Deep, dark despair
the end of a life
where nothing was tried
and nothing was gained
now nothing is left
there is but a name
on an aged stone
a forgotten field
the years will pass
the name will fade
just as the memory
of the life
gone forever
...forgotten

Ok, just something I whipped up tonight, who cares what you think, I'll write what I like



A lighthouse ashore, ‘cross a sea of faces,
A blazing new hope fills the dark places.
A chance for salvation, spirits renewed,
The ship comes about, to a course that is true.

The journey’s been long, many trials confronted,
Though some feelings of joy, mostly endings unwanted.
Lonely and dark, bitter and chill,
So many times, near loss of will.

But that tower burns bright, emotions run high
As its fiery hue sears the night sky.
It calls through the dark, and with new found zeal,
The ship screams forward, gloom flees the keel.

Doubt sets in, is this all a charade?
For evils long done, a price to be paid?
It all seems too real, too good, too right,
But the ship touches ground, it’s too late for flight.

The chance must be taken to bask in the glow,
Or suffer the agony to die and not know.
Will bad feelings end, will that beacon of light
Bring overdue dawn to this cruel endless night?

spit and keyser very nice....you have both inspired me to share...


warm breath escapes my lips.
hovering in a fog around me.
lingering just enough to be noticed.
the silence is deafening
only noise being my heart beating.
the usual commentary i guess.
nothing that sparks my interest.
your selfishness demands my attention.
now that you've got it....answer the damn question.

its hard to miss something you never really had.
i want to waste away to nothing.
even then, it still wouldn't matter.
held captive in the confines of your name.
my aching hands no longer hold my head high.
never enough.
stuck in hard, cold desolate places.
when all i want to see is familiar faces.
it hurts to even say your name.