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#153242 2 years, 3 months ago
Beauty of Spring

by Kellsey Hartmann

it starts with the grass
slowly, blade by blade
growing, sprouting, covering
while more beauty is made

the green of the grass
then the green of the trees
slowly, but early showing
the small but budding leaves

the early flowers
pouring color and beauty
a still bland land
but now with color to see

the birds coming back
with their squawks and their tweets
the ground growing warm
beneathe my bare feet

the bunnies and the squirrels
the turtles and the snakes
the fish swimming free
in the thawing lakes

the beauty of Spring
with new life all around!
the coming of pure beauty
with the thawing ground




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I can't come down, it's plain to see.
I can't come down, I've been set free.
Who you are, and what you do,
don't make no difference to me.
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#153295 2 years, 3 months ago
O Me! O Life! by Walt Whitman

O ME! O life!... of the questions of these recurring;
Of the endless trains of the faithless—of cities fill’d with the foolish;
Of myself forever reproaching myself, (for who more foolish than I, and who more faithless?)
Of eyes that vainly crave the light—of the objects mean—of the struggle ever renew’d;
Of the poor results of all—of the plodding and sordid crowds I see around me;
Of the empty and useless years of the rest—with the rest me intertwined;
The question, O me! so sad, recurring—What good amid these, O me, O life?

Answer.
That you are here—that life exists, and identity;
That the powerful play goes on, and you will contribute a verse.

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#153393 2 years, 3 months ago
"I Will Be Here"
by Nicole George


Whenever you're sad,
or feeling blue,
Just call on me.
I'll be here for you.

Whenever you're happy,
or feeling sad,
Just call on me.
You are going to be glad that you had.

'Cause I'm gonna be there
with open arms.
I'm going to be there
to bear your arms.

I may be young,
or tiny like a bug,
but when you're sad
I swear to God,
I give the biggest hugs.

So when you're lonely
or just plain blue,
Just think of me,
or this poem,
And I'll come to you.
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#154008 2 years, 3 months ago
Goatsucker by Sylvia Plath

Old goatherds swear how all night long they hear
The warning whirr and burring of the bird
Who wakes with darkness and till dawn works hard
Vampiring dry of milk each great goat udder.
Moon full, moon dark, the chary dairy farmer
Dreams that his fattest cattle dwindle, fevered
By claw-cuts of the Goatsucker, alias Devil-bird,
Its eye, flashlit, a chip of ruby fire.

So fables say the Goatsucker moves, masked from men's sight
In an ebony air, on wings of witch cloth,
Well-named, ill-famed a knavish fly-by-night,
Yet it never milked any goat, nor dealt cow death
And shadows only--cave-mouth bristle beset--
Cockchafers and the wan, green luna moth.
...was staring at the little blotch of sunshine with a special intensity, considering lying down in it.

-JD Salinger
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#156217 2 years, 3 months ago
Mushrooms

Overnight, very
whitely, discreetly
very quietly

Our toes, our noses
Take hold on the loam,
Acquire the air.

Nobody sees us,
Stops us, betrays us;
The small grains make room.

Soft fists insist on
Heaving the needles,
The leafy bedding,

Even the paving.
Our hammers, our rams,
Earless and eyeless,

Perfectly voiceless,
Widen the crannies,
Shoulder through holes. We

Diet on water,
On crumbs of shadow,
Bland-mannered, asking

Little or nothing.
So many of us!
So many of us!

We are shelves, we are
Tables, we are meek,
We are edible,

Nudgers and shovers
In spite of ourselves.
Our kind multiplies:

We shall by morning
Inherit the earth.
Our foot’s in the door.
...was staring at the little blotch of sunshine with a special intensity, considering lying down in it.

-JD Salinger
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#156268 2 years, 3 months ago
Very good
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#156309 2 years, 3 months ago
Definitely great, Wundurland! Nice to get some more original work in here!!
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#156838 2 years, 3 months ago
Here's one I wrote after the Hurricane destroyed the gulf coast:


Biloxi Blues

Was sittin’ at breakfast last summer Friday
There’s a man saying storm on the way
Now I’m watching and hating, enduring the waiting
Maybe Katrina be blowing away.

Carl runs the marketplace down at the corner
He’s a bangin’, he’s a fixin’, he’s preparing to stay
Nothing to worry ‘bout, Carl be braggin’
Nothin’ to worry ‘bout down Biloxi way.

Carl an’ his family be gatherin’ together
They be fixin’ to party this one away
Seen nothin’ to scare us, nothin’ to bother now
Nothin’ to worry ‘bout down Biloxi way.

Fleein’ to Houston I barely was movin’
Slowly crept westbound all day
Radio saying they better be praying
In Gulfport, Biloxi, and NOLA today.

Sittin’ in Houston watchin’ an’ waitin’
Seen weathermen blowing away
Right turn in darkness morning confusion
Somehow the levies gave way.

God wasn’t listening that morning to Gulfport
And most of Naw’lins laid bare
Carl and his father, his sister and brother
Well I wonder if they are still there.

Cuz’ nothin’ be left of the Biloxi market
Nothin’ worth fixing they say
Nothin’ worth nothing left on the coastline
Bourbon street’s lucky that way.




Blues in the bar rooms, blues in Biloxi
Katrina came calling that day
We done danced with the devil
To the blues in the bayous
And the devil he had a good day.

Let’s worry ‘bout livin’, don’t worry ’bout dyin’
Market man he used to say
Seems I still hear Carl as he sat on the beach
Strummin’ and a-learnin’ to play

Those Biloxi blues in the shade of the dunes
The words they still haunt me today
Nothin’ to hurry ‘bout, nothin’ to worry ‘bout
Nothin’ can hurt us this day

We done danced with the devil
To the blues in the bayous
And the devil he had a good day.

Nothin’ to worry ‘bout
Nothin’ to hurry ‘bout
Wasn’t nothin to worry ‘bout
‘long the Gulf coast highway.


MJP/9/13/05
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#156843 2 years, 3 months ago
You can sure feel the real life experience behind that one in a big way, thanks for sharing, Pulmike!!

And a slightly belated welcome to the Forum, as well as to the Poetry thread!
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#157069 2 years, 3 months ago
SunshineSue wrote:
Definitely great, Wundurland! Nice to get some more original work in here!!


Oops, sorry. That was a Plath poem!
...was staring at the little blotch of sunshine with a special intensity, considering lying down in it.

-JD Salinger
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#157101 2 years, 3 months ago
The Soul unto itself (683) by Emily Dickinson

The Soul unto itself
Is an imperial friend –
Or the most agonizing Spy –
An Enemy – could send –

Secure against its own –
No treason it can fear –
Itself – its Sovereign – of itself
The Soul should stand in Awe –


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#157283 2 years, 3 months ago
Past, Present, Future

by Emily Brontë


Tell me, tell me, smiling child,
What the past is like to thee ?
'An Autumn evening soft and mild
With a wind that sighs mournfully.’

Tell me, what is the present hour ?
'A green and flowery spray
Where a young bird sits gathering its power
To mount and fly away.’

And what is the future, happy one ?
'A sea beneath a cloudless sun ;
A mighty, glorious, dazzling sea
Stretching into infinity.’




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I can't come down, it's plain to see.
I can't come down, I've been set free.
Who you are, and what you do,
don't make no difference to me.
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