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Post by immusie on Feb 19, 2009 10:46:30 GMT -5
Using this picture as your inspiration write a poem of any kind or format....
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Post by sunny on Feb 19, 2009 22:28:17 GMT -5
Using this picture as your inspiration write a poem of any kind or format.... ok musie... I will just try for fun ok... thanks for sharing! I really like the photo! it is breath taken!
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Post by sunny on Feb 19, 2009 22:33:21 GMT -5
A Heartfelt Painting
Drops of the rain... sounds of the wind...
light flashes from distance clouds cluster, heavy weigh...
each beat, as if each note swirling sound of music!
maybe you just need to capture the heartfelt notes of Nature! or maybe you need to hear how melody in realm appears!
to feel the rhythms chumming! to find the harmony humming!
to let the lone seat meets the rain for the nature music fills your veins!
Oh! let heart jumps or paces to feel the living and pains! let lightning flashes inside! let storms thundering the way!
All things are part of life beauties will shine through Grey!
softly each rain drops subsides as if sighs for the lonesome site
mountain Gods tear in distant shading for such a beautiful heartfelt painting....
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Post by b4sunset on Feb 20, 2009 0:56:45 GMT -5
Musie dear!! love your pictures.. still experimenting on how to put visuals with my poems..HELP! anyway, here goes! ending february with a sword on my snow, has late winter lost its charm? i mean, the ice that melts the rippled fogs and hot coffee, the tapping rain sucking my own compass now crossing among the maps filing my cup. i stand outside myself waiting for a furious kiss of her perfumed leaves
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Post by sunny on Feb 20, 2009 8:50:49 GMT -5
Musie dear!! love your pictures.. still experimenting on how to put visuals with my poems..HELP! anyway, here goes! ending february with a sword on my snow, has late winter lost its charm? i mean, the ice that melts the rippled fogs and hot coffee, the tapping rain sucking my own compass now crossing among the maps filing my cup. i stand outside myself waiting for a furious kiss of her perfumed leaves B4 Pal... here just between our chating with nothing to do the chanllenge topic. --- wowow B4!!! these lines are so good can make people dying for !!! "outside myself waiting for a furious kiss of her perfumed leaves" wowo! b4, you make me HIGH AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! heeeeee. great line my Pal!!!!
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Post by b4sunset on Feb 20, 2009 10:09:14 GMT -5
LOL, sunny pal... musie dear will say i should have placed this in the poetry section.. shhh! hi musie, where are you???
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Post by immusie on Feb 20, 2009 14:03:42 GMT -5
Hi guy's...boy I wasn't sure anyone would run with this, but you've both done wonderfully..not an easy one....Thanks for participating..I hope other's will take up the challenge...I have yet to come up with something myself..but will do....And b4 you sure can put it in the Poetry section if you wish..or I can..not sure you have that capability...let me know??? huggs to both of you....musie
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Post by cdlight on Feb 20, 2009 14:42:39 GMT -5
I Can Take a Hint Waiting in wonder Tears hidden by rain I stand alone drenched Eroding in pain You said you’d meet me Right here at this spot Praying its weather Or that you forgot Something seems strange see It’s just not like you Guess this is my hint I take it we’re through
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Post by sunny on Feb 20, 2009 23:40:49 GMT -5
LOL, sunny pal... musie dear will say i should have placed this in the poetry section.. shhh! hi musie, where are you??? you know what b4 Pal... just for the fun of it... why don't you post in the poetry section and... but.., let me find a image for it.. how about that? I put the "rain image in the top.. and find another one more less that I feel go with your great line of that two lines that I had mentioned about.. and put that second image at the bottom of the poem! what do you think uh? fun??? come on?? let's do it uh??? ( I don't want to post mine in there ... they would laugh at me ... heeee. other wise you can put a image for me too!)
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Post by sunny on Feb 20, 2009 23:49:46 GMT -5
LOL, sunny pal... musie dear will say i should have placed this in the poetry section.. shhh! hi musie, where are you??? you shall go ahead to post there ... can i find a image for your ending ?
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Post by sunny on Feb 21, 2009 0:14:48 GMT -5
I Can Take a Hint Waiting in wonder Tears hidden by rain I stand alone drenched Eroding in pain You said you’d meet me Right here at this spot Praying its weather Or that you forgot Something seems strange see It’s just not like you Guess this is my hint I take it we’re through hey CD! first of all, you sad poem is very nice written.... but.. my friend, you write sad poem again uh? just for the poetry fun and for the sake of poetry friend, CD... can I make some joke with you here? so that in good intention that make you forget about sad poem for a while? uh? CD, here comes the joke... prepare smile ok? or laugh is better... heeeeeeeeeeee... I watch you stand in the rain... rain drops wet through your cloth I couldn't call or put high my hand to wave because I am on other side of the mountain place Your friend didn't come and late? maybe she just need to buy some flowers? to hug you from behind with loving face together you both would stand in tender showers! heeeeeeeeeee...CD, smile?!!! CD, I worry you work too hard and lack of rest my friend.... and then you brain or head will be too too tired and then you will so intense for everything my friend...or say you will be toooo much of worrying shadows or shades that sway beside you! you are just too much of over tired CD...don't think too much... don't think too much... don't think too much.... your friend will come, will come, and the rain will stop for you, just for you! and the sun will shines for you, just for you! and the mountains will come close,,,, just for you too! and the bench is still waiting for you to seat on...heeeeee... it would be a lovely sunny days... cD! CD, PLEASE, DON'T THINK TOO MUCH...! you know what... let's have some drink on the bench while you are waiting... heee.. let me go find some drinks for you CD... haaaaaaaaaaa wait,.. CD, forget about all your worry and tense mind troubles, let's drink for the night! and drink for the rain stop! and drink for a better tomorrow my friend! Cheers! come sit on the bench! haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa let's eat and drink all thse stuff in the image CD!
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Post by cdlight on Feb 21, 2009 0:25:42 GMT -5
lol sunny...I don't drink, but I'll have some fruit...Find a happier image and I'll write a happier poem...the bench in the picture made me think of more people and I only saw one, and went with that thought...go post a happier picture, and I'll write one withing the hour. CD
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Post by sunny on Feb 21, 2009 2:12:03 GMT -5
lol sunny...I don't drink, but I'll have some fruit...Find a happier image and I'll write a happier poem...the bench in the picture made me think of more people and I only saw one, and went with that thought...go post a happier picture, and I'll write one withing the hour. CD oh! too bad CD! so lucky me that I can drink all that drinks!!! haaaaaaaaaaaaaaa....I don't drink either... haaaaa... one of the summer long ago, my friend and I drink a summer drink call... Lemon somthing somthing... it mix with lemon juice with Volka!!!!! haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa... I fall asleep two hours after that!!!! haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa... then ever since I never touch those fancy summer cold drinks... but they are very good smell and good colour just like the image shows.. but it has Valka in it!!!!!!!!!!!!! haaaaa ( maybe someday when I need inspiration very urgent then I go drink 10 bottles of it!!!! haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa) I am falling asleep while write your topic of " typing.... poem"... haaaaaaa... just a short while and wake up and finish now... you know you are right to find a happier image!!! I want to write one happy picture too! I don't work tomorrow so I guess I will wait to see your happy poem come put!!!
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Post by tcn on Feb 21, 2009 2:27:51 GMT -5
Vertigo
Fresh ruffles of surf, rising, pattering against beams of steel saturating the sky with treble interjections; convulsive gyrations of effortless rage, lightnings on waves, cold and bare, gather together under a spring moon.
He wanted to tell her between stretches of electricity that made the tulips bleed with poignant scent, filling the air with sadness; the thought of it a simple thing, the solid paces of silence, God's own calmness.
What kind of witness would she be? The rain whispers, intimidates the dying to lie down with the dead, disappearing into vapors, tugging and sealing down edges of brick and mortar, desperately seeking to become eroded.
She stops, spreads her arms apart, his heroic figure of comfortable subjectivity catches her breath between the metaphors of sunlight, his words, swirling wants against frozen lips; she knows. Loneliness reaches her soul as she looks down suffering vertigo.
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Post by b4sunset on Feb 21, 2009 3:06:23 GMT -5
Hey thanks, sunny pal.. will love it if you can put a picture on my poem here and post it on the poetry section.. think we can do that?? just a thought! nice gift, CD!
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