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kathryn
05-30-2009, 02:37 AM
Posting an old one to start it off. Sorry about the name, but I'm too tired to change it.
The Colourful Night
In the darkness, I will wait for you
In the stillness of the night
The stars will be my sanctuary
The moon will be my light.
The cold chill makes my skin
Crawl with fear and doubt.
Oh mocking moon, if only you
Knew what this was all about.
The man whom I wait to meet
Is my one true love,
And it is he and only he
Who I will think of.
Don't fail me, my starry sky
Don't fade away just yet.
For my true love will come for me
Before the moon will set.
EDIT: I just realized where this came from. I had drawn a very beautiful and colourful experimental picture, and I was planning on using this poem with it. I'll post the pic if I find it in all of my... stuff...
BlasphemousHeart
05-30-2009, 02:50 PM
old one??? I don't remember it... pretty though...
kathryn
05-31-2009, 11:55 AM
Not an old one that I posted before, it's an old one in that I made it more than a year ago. I'm glad that you find it pretty. :3
UNODRAGONE
06-01-2009, 12:19 PM
this poem really appealed to me cause it had the Shakespeare feel without the confusion :) Parts I liked:
The stars will be my sanctuary
The moon will be my light.
I loved the feel this gave and the tone it set for the rest of the poem
Don't fail me, my starry sky
Don't fade away just yet.
For my true love will come for me
Before the moon will set.
the word play was awesome and the sense of urgency :) though I think it should be a little longer cause it felt a little short to me :( after I read it I thought 'what? No more?'. This part:
The cold chill makes my skin
Crawl with fear and doubt.
Oh mocking moon, if only you
Knew what this was all about.
was a little conflicting because first you stated the moon was your light and then you state it mocks you. Over all I liked the flow and the word choices :)
Destiny
06-02-2009, 12:12 PM
I LOVE IT! :) Very good poem to start your new thread off with. :) Like Chael said, "PRETTY!!!" @.@
kathryn
06-11-2009, 01:06 PM
Underwater Sanctuary
Take the dive
Feeling alive
Into the deep
Eternal sleep
Glancing blind
Open your mind
See the light
In eternal night
Swimming past
Fireflies last
Life revolution
Light evolution
Cities tall
Darkness fall
Imagination
Feel the sensation
Underwater palace
No need for malice
No need for air
No need to beware
In this sanctuary
Never a canary
Caught in a cage
When the world is a stage
In this sanctuary
Layira
06-12-2009, 09:40 AM
this poem really appealed to me cause it had the Shakespeare feel without the confusion
lol I was thinking the same thing, UNO. :D I really liked the first one, it's romantic without being overly mushy.
The second is very good as well, it's got a simple rhythm to it but I think that's what makes it good. Great work! :D
Underwater Sanctuary was awesome! I loved how it flowed so nice... =D Keep writing!!
BlasphemousHeart
06-14-2009, 01:29 AM
Sorry to say this Kat, but the last one didn't speak to me like most of your work does. It had flow, but not as much voice
kathryn
06-15-2009, 10:12 PM
Thanks for the comments. :3 I'll take good and bad, just so long as you tell me the truth.
I just feel so uninspired at the moment... That and the words aren't coming out as nice as I want them to.
Well, if anyone really wants to help, give me five different words (preferably nouns or verbs) to use. I'll use it in either a poem, short story, or art.
And I'll make it for you. ;3
Until then, I'm just going to try my best at writing something. Or drawing SOMETHING. But I have the biggest block of all time and I need a little help.
Use bombshell, creativity, question, advantage, lightning (and maybe moth, too. I'm getting swarmed by them!)
Hope this helps. <3
kathryn
06-18-2009, 10:09 AM
Thankyouthankyouthankyou! :3
I'll start on something... maybe tomorrow. I'm still packing for a big move. But I'll get it on here as soon as I can. (which may not be soon, since I don't know how long it will be until I get internet again)
kathryn
07-08-2009, 09:54 PM
For Sile. Thanks for the words, Red, I'm sorry that this is all I could come up with.
Moth
The bombshell that is my life
This pain and endless strife
The suicide of creativity
The end to all humanity
Don't question the kings of modern times
As we wait for the doom bells' chimes
We're all to be taken advantage of
All are blind to the truest love
The future will come like lightning
And everything is so frightening
As we are all moths
To the flames of hell.
kathryn
07-11-2009, 02:10 PM
okay, the last one was kinda scary, so maybe I should tone it down a bit.
Moss
Jade hills,
Pouring down on the city
Awash in the green of life
Climbing up the walls
Bursting from the streets
Flowers bloom and spread their glory
Rainbow of colors
Washing the grey city in a new birth.
Children hide in the green
Running naked through the trees and bush
Stained jade feet slapping on the gravel
Slap, tap, jump
Climbing up the vine coated walls
While the people of the city
Afraid of the green bursting from the loins of their temple
A reminder of the forests they destroyed
Hide beside the fire
Cry for the forest child
And wait out the forest outbreak
Like travelers waiting out the storm.
kathryn
07-13-2009, 12:22 AM
Say what? Most of my work is scary? Well, then you haven't seen scary! Anyways, here's one that I hope will end up being non-scary.
Butterflies
A waltz of colors
Delicately fluttering
From one partner to another
Flying away at a mere uttering
A ball of ambrosia
A prism of light floating down
Shining on the dancers
All ready in an exquisite gown
A symphony of caresses
Touching briefly before going on
Unique and stunning, a breathless ballet
Going on until the light of dawn.
A ballet of colors
Held around the flowers of spring
And holding an audience captive
Is what butterflies will bring
I love them all! I hope you don't mind, but I saved the one that you created with the words I gave you. No worries, full credit is going to you!!
Awesome!!
kathryn
07-13-2009, 08:52 PM
Thank you. I'm glad you like them. If you want, I'll make another one for you, just give me some more words to pick from.
Broadcasting, White, Soulmate, Curtain, Forest...
kathryn
07-21-2009, 10:45 PM
Chorus Takes A Bow
In dear Verona, two lovers meet,
And as destiny is bitter sweet,
Their love is cursed as they both know,
Though their love is pure as snow.
For one is born as a Montague,
In a house whose courage is true,
The other, in house Capulet they reside,
Where honest virtues are their only guide.
Doomed to fight in an endless feud
Whose final fight is never viewed,
For these two youths take the show
And in the end, both houses woe.
These star struck lovers, in misery,
Take their lives in fair company.
Paired in death, their families accord
To never again fight by way of the sword.
And through their peace, happiness was the reward,
But sorrow rests on what can't be restored,
For never had the houses ever again see
To lovers whose love was as beautiful and free
As Juliet and her Romeo.
kathryn
07-22-2009, 02:03 PM
For Sile
Thinking of you
Broadcast my love across the world
Into this heartache we both are hurled.
My dream is to dress in a gown of white,
With you in a suit as black as the night.
Soul mates forever we both shall be
With love as pure as anyone can see.
And while our parents are both uncertain
We both shall hide behind the curtain.
Or in a forest, hiding in the sun,
Making love until the day is done.
The point is that you are my love,
And you're the only one I will think of.
kathryn
07-31-2009, 09:59 PM
Hope you all didn't take the last poem as a love poem from me to Sile. It's just a poem I strung together using her words. Nothing more. Nothing less. So stop thinking those dirty thoughts, perves ;p
Imperfections
I love the way you look at me,
With your dimpled eye grin.
I love the way your nose is shaped,
Crooked like sin.
I love the color of your eyes,
In their shades of puke
I loved the sound when you broke that glass,
Which you say was a fluke.
I love the sound of your singing
Though you're tone deaf and loud,
I love it when you escort me home,
Though you get nervous in a crowd.
I love the way your hair looks,
Turning to grey and white,
I love when you get on a plane,
Though it causes you a fright.
I love the way you walk,
A shuffle hop and skip,
And I love the way you skate on the ice,
Though you'd probably fall and slip.
But out of all the things I love about you,
Though you don't think you're up to par,
I love all your imperfections,
That makes you who you are.
kathryn
08-10-2009, 02:29 AM
Let's try for something not lovey dovey.
Books (Haiku)
Soft flapping pages
The story will continue
Then it is the end
kathryn
08-15-2009, 03:29 AM
A poem. It's about a girl who wants a man who puts his own happiness before a relationship, because if he's miserable with her, despite loving her, she knows that the love won't last long.
Dedicated to all the love scorned.
A love I want
I found a man the other day
And he asked me for my name
I was glad to give it
Though his jokes were lame.
We danced a night together
Under the crystal blue
He says he'll love me forever
And I say that I will too.
He says he'll always be there
And will give his all to me
But what about the all he gave
That makes him truly free?
He tells me he'll be with me
Until the day he dies
But I don't want his company
When his smile only lies.
He'll agree with me on certain things
That I want to argue about
And when I get mad, and yell,
I'm the one who'll say "Get out".
I don't want a shadow.
And I don't want a "friend"!
I just want a lover
Who won't chose me in the end.
So please, don't give all your love
To someone poor like me.
Give your all to all yourself
And fill your heart with glee.
Shaun
08-15-2009, 10:45 AM
A poem should tell the story, there should be no need for an introduction on it but in this case I can see why it was needed. That should also tell you the poem is not clear enough, and this one confused me, had some good parts that were descriptive and full of truth, but overall confusing. As far as the topic of the poem, why be with someone you know is wrong for you? I can't wrap my head around that aspect of love. If I know a person has traits that will damage the relationship, later. Its not a bad poem, you have good concepts, I just think it needs some rearranging to make it clearer and fluid.
kathryn
08-15-2009, 11:29 AM
:p Everyone's a critique... joking, joking. I'll take more time on certain poems. For that matter, I need to get out my "Princess" epic and start rewriting it...
As for the topic, quite often people chose wrong relationships. They will love a person, but when they try to be with said person, they become miserable. Like if one had a job working overseas most of the time, and the other was a woman who didn't want a long distance relationship. Or if two people married and two or three years later they started to lose the elated feeling when they were newly weds, but they felt like they couldn't divorce because they had children.
Sorry if I was vague on the poem. I'll leave it as it is for now though, but I'll try and do better next time.
kathryn
08-18-2009, 01:41 AM
Prisoner
Darkness
In the lines running parallel
A two tone world
Casting over me.
Wearing stripes
Though my clothes are gray
In a depressing world
The rats as my only visitors
A chittering of sound
Squeaking talk
A flitter of small feet
Passing me by.
And the sound of scrapping
Metal dropping against stone.
My meal arrives
Lump of white in a tin dish
Eat up
Some waste away
I'll keep my strengths up.
Eating with no fork
Like a dog on the ground
Licking the bowl clean
Like a dog,
I might die.
A day unnumbered
I saw past the darkness.
Stand up
On my toes
Reaching high
Until I barely touch
A lip
Pull myself up
and See
Past the grey
And the shadow
And the stripes
And I see blue
Clouds rolling by
A world of sunshine
And freedom
Blocked
By the iron bars.
UNODRAGONE
08-18-2009, 08:09 AM
what I really enjoyed about this poem is how it went from dark to light. I love how you described the scenes with simple words, not over complicating it. My favorite parts:
My meal arrives
Lump of white in a tin dish
Eat up
Some waste away
I'll keep my strengths up.
Eating with no fork
Like a dog on the ground
Licking the bowl clean
I loved how this sentence showed despair and emptiness without going over board.
A day unnumbered
I saw past the darkness. I like this part because it shows the absence of time but by doing that you show it's not important, what is important is that one day, the light appears in your world. Well done :)
kathryn
08-18-2009, 11:52 AM
I'm glad you liked it. It was hard for me to try and create a poem about loneliness and despair without actually talking about either one. I quite enjoyed the last part, where there is light in this prisoner's world, but it is a light blocked. It's almost like there's still hope, but it's barely out of reach.
kathryn
08-18-2009, 11:15 PM
I think I'll do something I tried to do earlier. A dance poem.
In Time
Late at night
A trickle of melody
Draining throughout the room
Through the whispering of the crowds
While in the middle
A woman stands alone.
The light steps
And soft words
Seems empty.
Then a light tap on the shoulder
A hand slips in hers
She turns to a man
And can hear music.
Arm embracing around her back
Holding her close
Hand in hand
She lightly clasps his neck.
Stepping lightly
Walking on glass
Spectators pausing to look
Close
Breath on skin
A slight pull or tug
Almost kissing
Legs moving closely
Sweat
The music seems fast
As their hearts race
The woman laughs
A trickle of water
Her smile like a bright day
As the man grins,
Falling more in love.
But it seems too short
As the music stops
The crowds applause is empty
The woman and the man
Who saw a ray of light in a dull and crowded room
Embrace
Hand in hand
As they keep time
With each others' heartbeats.
kathryn
08-25-2009, 02:04 AM
Running
A slapping sound of rubber on wet concrete
And hard breaths
Even and steady
Keeping in time
To the rhythm in her head.
HappyWolf
08-26-2009, 11:03 AM
Wow, I love your poetry! It's so descriptive, and really lets you get a good mental image of what's happening. Very nice! :D
kathryn
08-26-2009, 01:19 PM
Thanks. I always try to put enough description of a scene into my poetry for people to understand...
I'm glad that you get the message. :3
kathryn
09-06-2009, 12:13 PM
Been a while since I posted in here...
Kiss
Lean in
Soft and sensual
wet and smooth
Hands roaming the body
Hot breaths
Slight gasps
Rough on smooth
Gentle and inviting
Grinding
Tongue over teeth
Breathing harder
Fast
Shivering
A spread of goosebumps
Fingertips caressing
Eyesight melting together
A sudden sound
Finding each other parted
Hiding the blush
Hiding the grin
Hand searching for the other
And fingers
Slowly
Intertwine.
kathryn
09-17-2009, 03:09 AM
Autumn Bike Ride
Breathing steady
The rush of wind blowing past
Crumpling crisp leaves
Under a ridged blade
Sweat trickling
Down between the small spaces
Bare legs pumping up and down
Peddling faster
The chain winding faster
A rush of a car
Zooming past
Flying up the hill
A mountain to overcome
Sunshine colored eyes
Crisp, clear, and large
Gazing up through the trees
Speckled with light
Cool
Shadow
Light
Heat
Sweat
Flashes of temperatures
And shades of color
Whiz past vision
Look ahead
Carefully passing
The falling leaves
The frozen intersection
The people raking leaves.
So she stops
Takes another breath
Take a drink of water
And hop on the bike.
zeroxwolfx
09-24-2009, 06:55 PM
Been a while since I posted in here...
Kiss
Lean in
Soft and sensual
wet and smooth
Hands roaming the body
Hot breaths
Slight gasps
Rough on smooth
Gentle and inviting
Grinding
Tongue over teeth
Breathing harder
Fast
Shivering
A spread of goosebumps
Fingertips caressing
Eyesight melting together
A sudden sound
Finding each other parted
Hiding the blush
Hiding the grin
Hand searching for the other
And fingers
Slowly
Intertwine.
Reminds me of old times, yeah.
I liked your word play here, how you tended to pause before finishing the line, and then skipping to the last word in the next line, adds a certain slowness to the poetry, as if trying to mimic the speed of the kiss. Definitely reminds me of old days.
Don't say I can't give good criticism next time ;)
Sincerely, JH
kathryn
10-04-2009, 11:01 PM
Thank you very much! I think these sensual ones are my best work, but if they get any more detailed I'll have to put a warning label on them! ^_^;
Anyways, I'll try to make another poem soon. I've been out of it for a while now, but I hope to get back on the horse and try my hand at the arts.
kathryn
10-05-2009, 12:15 AM
I think this might actually be the first horror poem I've ever tried writing. I hope it goes well. It's almost midnight, so I'm a little freaked out right now, and I know I won't be able to go to sleep very easily with this poem out and about....
It's horrible I know. Based off of a popular creature spawned out of an internet forum and based off of two very mysterious, very creepy pictures.
A Narrow Shadow
A sunny day, as children play
Running to and fro
A name is learned, a child turned,
Greeted with "Hello"
No one looks for burglar crooks
But one thing's gone amiss.
This slender man, since it all began,
Crawled from the abyss.
With empty eyes, and subtle lies,
And his crooked eyed smile,
And many arms, each clang alarms,
As they all move very versatile.
He reaches down, the children frown
And are wrapped in a strong hold.
Encased in dark, disappearing from the park,
The sound of laughter goes cold.
A shadow pass, gliding over grass,
Another one gets swallowed whole.
A second of scream quickly becomes a dream.
Seeing only a man simply taking a stroll.
A silent cry, things gone awry
As mothers seek their young.
They've gone astray, or carried away,
And accusations mar the tongue.
Beware of strangers, and know the dangers
Of letting children out to play.
For one narrow shade, with a many armed cascade,
Walks in the light of day.
kathryn
03-18-2010, 01:06 PM
Going to Sleep
My mind
Overflowing in thoughts
Buzzing and flying in my head
Bees in a never ending quest.
Close my eyes
Darkness
Caressing me,
Holding me,
Washing over me,
Beating at me with each wave.
Smothering the bees,
The buzzing
The white noise falls away
I sigh in comfort
And fall into the ocean
of dark dreams.
kathryn
03-25-2010, 10:56 AM
I can't write poems
I put paper to pen
And try to ignore
The written block again
Trying to rhyme once more
The rhymes in my head
Are simple and few
But what I dread
Is to make one line longer than the rest and askew.
kathryn
03-30-2010, 08:59 PM
Part one of a series of Fears. Mostly practicing with writing. Don't look too deep into this one.
Fear of Death
Standing on the tip of the world
Looking out into the dark
The emotions inside unfurled
While into the night is seen a spark
Light is shattered upon it's stage
Broken and dislocated are we
As the darkness begins to rage
Deep inside the eternal sea
Hearts are banging upon it's cage
Blood pumping cold tears into the night
And the darkness continues to rage
The victim overcome by the heinous blight
Eating, feeding, breeding the hate
The darkness hunts for it's prey
Crying, calling, screaming your fate
The dark of the night is coming your way
Run across the land of the night
No place to hide from the demon inside
The last thing you see is it's eyes glowing bright
Running wide eyed, sanctuary denied.
kathryn
03-31-2010, 01:18 PM
Transformation
The winter breath
Freezing
Chilling
Sucking the colors of life dry
Fading
Calming
Balmy
Warming under the touch of spring
White explodes
Paint on canvas
Ink in water
Swirling
Yearning
Finding a new expression
Blossoming into a new spring.
kathryn
04-01-2010, 04:54 PM
Arid
Sand flowing
Calmly
From one dune to another
A plaything of the wind
In this sea of heat
And ocean of thirst
Scarcely any moisture
Making water more valuable than gold.
Dry sand
Dry cities
Dry people
The sand engulf all
Spreading
Sinking
Filling the streets
Your clothes
Your shoes
Your home
Your eyes
Your mouth
Your lungs
Until everything around
Is sand.
kathryn
04-04-2010, 02:41 AM
Moved
The way you look
Through everyone
Anyone else
But me.
The way you move
Never awkward
Always careless
Your body following
Only your heart.
The way you talk
Voice full of emotion
Spilling like a fountain
Intoxicating my senses.
Moves something
Inside
And spreads a grin
Onto
My tear streaked face.
kathryn
04-13-2010, 11:11 AM
In the hallway
In the closet
In the bedroom
In the bath
In the shelves
In the laundry
In the shower
In the soap
And dish towels
Ding dong ding dong
Ding dong ding dong
Bells ringing
In
My
Ear.
Ding dong ding dong
Ding dong ding dong
Bells bells bells bells
Follow
Me
Everywhere.
kathryn
07-22-2010, 10:09 PM
Remembering him
The taste of a man in my mouth
Replacing the space where his tongue should be
Rough and unshaven feelings
Creeping across smooth skin
Butterflies
Escaping my stomach
And fluttering around
Mingling with moans
And tingles.
But
No one wants to kiss me
My mouth is already soiled.
kathryn
12-02-2010, 05:49 PM
The link goes to my literature account on deviant art (specifically where you can find this poem).
A Sin Upon Nature (http://theoriginalkathryn.deviantart.com/art/A-sin-upon-nature-186574370)
White fingers
Grazing across scarred skin
The skin of a worker's hand
Rough and worn
Scraped and scratched
but gentle
Touching smoothness
A lady's skin
One of pampered life
Perfumed baths
Oils and lotions
Laziness in the sun
The bond of two people
A sin unnamed
In the lady's home
A mansion of wealth
And beauty
Untouched
Until now.
Muddy boots lay
On Persian silk rugs
And dusty worn clothes
Thrown amongst
The soft whiteness of lace
The lady is held to him
A contrast of soft, milky alabaster
And the tanned hide of a working man
And they mingle together
Lose their minds
Their sense of self
And become each other
And just for a moment...
There are no social boundaries
No crystal balls
No dirty factory
No champagne filled flutes
Or booze soaked ruffians
No.
For just one moment
One special moment
They become one.
kathryn
04-16-2011, 01:08 AM
I'm with a man
lying with him in the darkness
His rough chin scratching
My soft cheek.
Hands on my body
Hands through his hair
Two naked souls
Twisted
Wrung
Melted together
And yet...
I still think
Your soft curls of red
Your deep crescent voice
Black fingernail polish
Smell of horse
The curves of your form
The softness of your body
Gentleness of your kiss
I'm with a male
Son of Adam
Through and through
But you,
Daughter of Eve we be,
I still love you.
precious_angel
07-04-2011, 02:26 AM
I love your poems. They are really good.
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