Poetas



Poetas

Postby PhilistineTheArtLover » Wed Jun 30, 2010 4:12 am

I wrote a poem in a different forum and Tardistraveller suggested I start a poetry thread here in Other Skylines. I hope everyone who reads this has a few poems to contribute.
The following poem is the only one I ever managed to get published so I thought it be a good way to start the thread. I hope you like it!


A SILLY MOMENT

After a long rain
I saw a dinosaur in the forest
He ran roaring towards me
I tripped trying to get away
But when I looked back
The dinosaur was gone.
All I could now see were short people
Screaming boisterously.
They surrounded me and one by one
Attacked me with their spears
But I found a burning torch
Making them all run away in fear.
Suddenly I found myself inside a hut.
Looking out the window I saw all these men
Cutting and killing everyone in sight.
When I ran out a Ford Model T almost hit me,
The driver stepping out screamed obscenities at me.
With a bazooka on his shoulder he began to fire at will
But then this jet showed up and blew him to a nil.
The jet landed next to me and this gorgeous woman jumped out of it
Asking me:
"How would you like a full body massage?"
I said, "Sure, but where did the dinosaur go?"
"Loser" she called me and walked away.
And then one planet came our way,
and then another,
and then for a moment, a silly moment,
I thought I saw a reflection.
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Re: Poetas

Postby PhilistineTheArtLover » Wed Jun 30, 2010 2:14 pm

Little By Little

Little by little
Small droplets of sweat
Form around your face
Little by little
You begin to see
The consequences of your choices
In less than a second
From out of nowhere
Images of the hot sun
The grip of the hammer
The life behind the smiling mask
Become part of your synopsis
Of that historical account
Your ancestors never told you about
One by one
The men in the corner
From the empty fields
And their empty past
Dance outside your window
Their religion knocking on your door
And even if you run to your room
Your bed cuddling your soothing dreams
The wakening moment comes
And you find yourself beneath the stars
The evergreen trees
The cool breeze
The birds' symphony
And the stare of those dirty children
All ready to caress your hands
And squeeze your soul
Of the last tears
You'll ever shed for yourself
Little by little
You surrender
To the gods of the dark planet.
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Re: Poetas

Postby PhilistineTheArtLover » Wed Jun 30, 2010 2:16 pm

Silent Leaves

A bird rests
And sits on a branch
Going across both sides
Of the long, long wall
It looks in every direction
Not knowing where it is
And flies again against the wind
Looking for another place to land
In the vast empty space many call home.
The bird, at night, can hear the leaves fall
Quietly on the raging land
While everyone else sleeps
Not knowing if it is a dream
Or an incubus with wings.
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Re: Poetas

Postby thehallway » Wed Jun 30, 2010 7:37 pm

Really liked the last one but the other two were effective too, and very thoughtful.

You'll have to ask someone more intelligent for an interpretation though... :p
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Re: Poetas

Postby PhilistineTheArtLover » Wed Jun 30, 2010 10:28 pm

The Prize

Facing sin in the eyes
I heard two girls making out
Through the airwaves tickling my ears
Their moaning stimulating
The DJ asking for more
And by the time I turned a corner
They won a prize.
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Re: Poetas

Postby PhilistineTheArtLover » Wed Jun 30, 2010 10:49 pm

thehallway wrote:Really liked the last one but the other two were effective too, and very thoughtful.

You'll have to ask someone more intelligent for an interpretation though... :p


OK, the first one is about evolution and the end of our planet. I had to change the ending of it after I learned about the new theory for the end of planet Earth: It won't be because the sun runs out of fuel but because sooner than later the planets closest to us will eventually veer out of their orbits and hit us.
I don't mean to be depressing and that's why I tried to make the poem sound silly regardless of the ending.
The second poem is a bit political (just like the third poem). It's based on the album title by the hip hop band Public Enemy, "Fear of a Black Planet" (1990).

By the way, please feel free to post any poems including those of your favorites poets. I was at Barnes & Noble the other day when I meander towards the peotry section and saw a few books by Pablo Neruda.
God f'n damn it, the guy is good!!!
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Re: Poetas

Postby thehallway » Thu Jul 01, 2010 11:04 am

I like Simon Armitage, although my knowledge of poetry hardly spans very far. 'I wander'd lonely as a cloud...' is about as far as my knowledge goes!

Robert Browning I think, was a good poet. The Duchess one:

That’s my last Duchess painted on the wall,
Looking as if she were alive. I call
That piece a wonder, now: Fra Pandolf’s hands
Worked busily a day, and there she stands.
Will’t please you sit and look at her? I said
“Fra Pandolf” by design, for never read
Strangers like you that pictured countenance,
The depth and passion of its earnest glance,
But to myself they turned (since none puts by
The curtain I have drawn for you, but I)
And seemed as they would ask me, if they durst,
How such a glance came there; so, not the first
Are you to turn and ask thus. Sir, ’twas not
Her husband’s presence only, called that spot
Of joy into the Duchess’ cheek: perhaps
Fra Pandolf chanced to say “Her mantle laps
Over my lady’s wrist too much,” or “Paint
Must never hope to reproduce the faint
Half-flush that dies along her throat”: such stuff
Was courtesy, she thought, and cause enough
For calling up that spot of joy. She had
A heart—how shall I say?—too soon made glad,
Too easily impressed; she liked whate’er
She looked on, and her looks went everywhere.
Sir, ’twas all one! My favour at her breast,
The dropping of the daylight in the West,
The bough of cherries some officious fool
Broke in the orchard for her, the white mule
She rode with round the terrace—all and each
Would draw from her alike the approving speech,
Or blush, at least. She thanked men,—good! but thanked
Somehow—I know not how—as if she ranked
My gift of a nine-hundred-years-old name
With anybody’s gift. Who’d stoop to blame
This sort of trifling? Even had you skill
In speech—(which I have not)—to make your will
Quite clear to such an one, and say, “Just this
Or that in you disgusts me; here you miss,
Or there exceed the mark”—and if she let
Herself be lessoned so, nor plainly set
Her wits to yours, forsooth, and made excuse,
—E’en then would be some stooping; and I choose
Never to stoop. Oh sir, she smiled, no doubt,
Whene’er I passed her; but who passed without
Much the same smile? This grew; I gave commands;
Then all smiles stopped together. There she stands
As if alive. Will’t please you rise? We’ll meet
The company below, then. I repeat,
The Count your master’s known munificence
Is ample warrant that no just pretence
Of mine for dowry will be disallowed;
Though his fair daughter’s self, as I avowed
At starting, is my object. Nay, we’ll go
Together down, sir. Notice Neptune, though,
Taming a sea-horse, thought a rarity,
Which Claus of Innsbruck cast in bronze for me!
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Re: Poetas

Postby PhilistineTheArtLover » Thu Jul 01, 2010 7:23 pm

Thank you for posting such passionate poem. If I'm not mistaken this is about domestic violance "I gave commands; Then all smiles stopped together" Ouch. I'd love to read this poem at a poetry reading, starting very polite, then get insane, and then come back to polite upper class behavior. That'd sure be fun!
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Re: Poetas

Postby thehallway » Fri Jul 02, 2010 9:46 am

PhilistineTheArtLover wrote:Thank you for posting such passionate poem. If I'm not mistaken this is about domestic violance "I gave commands; Then all smiles stopped together" Ouch. I'd love to read this poem at a poetry reading, starting very polite, then get insane, and then come back to polite upper class behavior. That'd sure be fun!


Yeah, I think the Duke actually had her killed; which is nice!

Love a good psychopath monologue...
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Re: Poetas

Postby PhilistineTheArtLover » Sat Jul 03, 2010 8:35 am

thehallway wrote:Yeah, I think the Duke actually had her killed; which is nice!

Love a good psychopath monologue...


You're creeping me out, and that's saying a lot. Lol!
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Re: Poetas

Postby PhilistineTheArtLover » Sat Jul 03, 2010 8:35 am

LET’S BE
The running is endless
The walk and turns without thought
The light bouncing in eternity
The undertow changing direction
And as I stand motionless with you
A surprise unwraps before us
In time with the rhyming rhythm
Dancing a million dances
To the music without a sound
No longer a duty to be
As we run away from ourselves
Only to find out no one listens
No one looks, no one cares
About the mystery we impersonate
Vibrating off of us
On to a distant void
Expanding the moment we cannot escape
There’s nowhere to hide
No time to stop
The merging of our souls.
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Re: Poetas

Postby PhilistineTheArtLover » Sun Jul 04, 2010 6:05 pm

The following is a nice little poem my sister has on one of her t-shirts.

To A Girl’s Ear
<O :p </O :p
Didn’t want
Didn’t want
To tell you anything.
I saw in your eyes
Two little crazy trees
Breezy, giggly, precious
They were twisting.
Didn’t want
Didn’t want
To tell you anything.
<O :p </O :p
Federico Garcia Lorca
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Re: Poetas

Postby tardistraveler » Wed Jul 07, 2010 5:53 pm

Thanks for starting the thread - these are all good reads. I'm not a poet myself, but can always appreciate the imagery that poems conjure up.

I'll be on the lookout for some to add to this . . .
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