# ANOTHER Poetry Thread? **URL:** \ **Category:** Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share\ **Created:** [December 22, 1999, 4:38pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/another-poetry-thread/12344 "1999-12-22T16:38:00Z")\ **Posts on this page:** 20\ **Page:** 1
**Author:** ![okatym](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/o/76d3ee/32.png) [@okatym](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/okatym)\ **Post date:** [December 22, 1999, 4:38pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/another-poetry-thread/12344/1 "1999-12-22T16:38:00Z")
Inspired by conversations on Opal’s Chat site: **the last poetry thread of the year**!!! I’ll start it off with this one for **WellYouKnowWhoYouAre** : **Internet Flirt** Flying via fingertips, Jumping through my screen, Rolling on the floor in laughter, Online chatter. Clicking fingers, licking lips, I send to you this CyberKiss. Peace to you and Peace on Earth -Katy ---
**Author:** ![BurnMeUp](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/b/91b2a8/32.png) [@BurnMeUp](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/BurnMeUp)\ **Post date:** [December 22, 1999, 10:59pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/another-poetry-thread/12344/2 "1999-12-22T22:59:00Z")
Here’s one that i figure can be posted, but it is kind of half-assed You are so far away And yet hold such promise And here, alone, waits someone Half a person, wanting nothing more than life But accepting much less Does a mistake make a man less of a man? And can he really be a man if he doesn’t know where he is going or why? Somehow I feel I have wronged you I know I have wronged myself There is nothing left to do but wait and worry So tonight I send you my dreams My thoughts and my consolations For even as you rest, content in your bed I sit awake and trembling I accept the punishments for what I have done And welcome the pain For what I now must do For without you I am alone Even in the company of others * * * Everybody got their Black and Decker… Blood and Fettuccini everywhere ---
**Author:** ![PurpleCrackwhore](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/p/9fc348/32.png) [@PurpleCrackwhore](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/PurpleCrackwhore)\ **Post date:** [December 23, 1999, 12:03am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/another-poetry-thread/12344/3 "1999-12-23T00:03:00Z")
ok…but just remember I am a painter not a poet… I catch a small glimpse as you drift thru my thoughts. You stand behind me, your shadow falls close by. A light breeze caresses my ear as you whisper “come play with me.” then like that whisper you fade. As weightless as morning fog, you stand before me. An almost transparent mist, that blurs my vision. Obscuring my path, your touch beckons, “come lay with me.” then with the sun you vaporize. Your face holds no form, no memory exists. Only yearnings for moments of watching sunsets. A passage read aloud from a favorite book, “come share with me.” then wordlessly you disappear. Within my dreams I am haunted by your ambiguity. Alluding to images of fireflies and sand castles, of walks along forgotten trails, softly you invite, “come explore with me.” then like the fantasy you vanish. Will there ever be a moment when I touch you? Discover this man more tangible than illusion? Will your voice call out, and I in turn reply, “come be with me.” then as lovers we join. or are you not of my world. * * * I really try to be good but it just isn’t in my nature! ---
**Author:** ![mega\_the\_roo](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/m/3da27b/32.png) [@mega\_the\_roo](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/mega_the_roo)\ **Post date:** [December 23, 1999, 12:42am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/another-poetry-thread/12344/4 "1999-12-23T00:42:00Z")
once upon a rose fell a dream upon the sky the angels wept for destiny while the rainbows softly cried i held a star within my heart and did count the times i’d seen for deep inside is understood what is, has yet to be * * * “human beings, vegetables, or cosmic dust; we all dance to a mysterious tune, intoned in the distance by an invisible piper.” - albert einstein ---
**Author:** ![okatym](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/o/76d3ee/32.png) [@okatym](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/okatym)\ **Post date:** [December 23, 1999, 3:57am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/another-poetry-thread/12344/5 "1999-12-23T03:57:00Z")
**Rackhead** Always only just having waken up, My head is empty, Light, and ridiculous. Lasting dizziness takes away my sharp perception and replaces it with fish hooks and hair all tangled together. ---
**Author:** ![Wolf\_of\_Were](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/w/59ef9b/32.png) [@Wolf\_of\_Were](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Wolf_of_Were)\ **Post date:** [December 23, 1999, 4:39am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/another-poetry-thread/12344/6 "1999-12-23T04:39:00Z")
These is one of my songs… but after all, all songs are poetry… it is a bit morbid and hateful. Just a warning. (I have others, but I don’t want to bore you too much…) - **Let me be** Of all the wishes I have made This is the one with the final shade Come true, I would see Just alone, let me be! Calmly reading by myself the farthest book from the distant shelf To see the letters smear in waves For it is my sanity It craves… Awakened by an angry bell Lies, I have been ordered to tell The face of time, in evil spells Hatred can make easy your trip to Hell… Bloody sky raining fire All hope lost in the fight of desire So give up I shall do But not until I am rid of you! …/^\_/^\ \< o | o \> .\<\_ | \_\> …\U/ ---
**Author:** ![Chief\_Crunch](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/c/e8c25b/32.png) [@Chief\_Crunch](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Chief_Crunch)\ **Post date:** [December 23, 1999, 6:05am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/another-poetry-thread/12344/7 "1999-12-23T06:05:00Z")
“Stick Shift” Rusty hooks and dirty looks. Drive stick shift in mid section nook. Sticky seat padding, petting in dark alley setting. Tongue touch, spit trip Push, pull, seed drip. From Big Red cache To finger trail. Mittens off, And whispered wail. ---
**Author:** ![Catrandom](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/c/7bcc69/32.png) [@Catrandom](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Catrandom)\ **Post date:** [December 23, 1999, 6:11am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/another-poetry-thread/12344/8 "1999-12-23T06:11:00Z")
Earth Mother Agate are my feet, Immobile granite are my brittle bones, All my flesh’s fire the opal Burning in my breast of stone. My body’s craggy cavity The black, suspended tomb For my shattered diamond heart And my bloody garnet womb. Catrandom ---
**Author:** ![N\_oR\_jVIaL](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/n/ce7236/32.png) [@N\_oR\_jVIaL](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/N_oR_jVIaL)\ **Post date:** [December 23, 1999, 7:52am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/another-poetry-thread/12344/9 "1999-12-23T07:52:00Z")
\Awake in the dreamways Drifting out through the inways Tasting words and emotion in roundabout thoughtways Truth smells of lies Wrong colors of right Cast heaven as hell with dark shadows of light Right ways turned wrongways Dreaming in from the outways\ ---
**Author:** ![MadPoet](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/m/8c91f0/32.png) [@MadPoet](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/MadPoet)\ **Post date:** [December 23, 1999, 2:23pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/another-poetry-thread/12344/10 "1999-12-23T14:23:00Z")
Distance #5 (No relation to Mambo #5) Must we persist In this Facade we share Aware Together we Can be Complete What have we done But won Each other’s hearts Apart We feign we don’t And won’t Regret ## So please return I yearn To hold you near I fear The distance grows Who knows How far? KS [http://www.madpoet.com](http://www.madpoet.com) Computers have let mankind make mistakes faster than any other invention, with the possible exception of tequila and handguns. ---
**Author:** ![Sealemon88](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/s/c68b51/32.png) [@Sealemon88](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Sealemon88)\ **Post date:** [December 23, 1999, 8:43pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/another-poetry-thread/12344/11 "1999-12-23T20:43:00Z")
We chase the seagulls the birds fly away from us pursued by laughter The night sky is black lit by the full, glowing moon your smile outshines it * * * You say “cheesy” like that’s a **BAD** thing. ---
**Author:** ![Wolf\_of\_Were](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/w/59ef9b/32.png) [@Wolf\_of\_Were](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Wolf_of_Were)\ **Post date:** [December 25, 1999, 1:46am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/another-poetry-thread/12344/12 "1999-12-25T01:46:00Z")
_ **Coffin of Obsidian** _ Cold, dark, damp soil clings to the ebony slab Ebony, due to the evil soul housed within the Coffin of Obsidian. But what could have caused this soul to be so perverse…? The evil flow could not be staved Sending this man to a blackened grave. Darker than a thousand gallons of tar The heart of this malignant man, the soul in shreds Due to slaying a million children in their beds. Even in this vilest of souls, the perverse Found love in a world he believed held not The only true lesson the world taught. Her beauty, exquisite, unearthly, he held her close To his strong, yet cold body, the love they professed was forever And yet, he did not take her. The vile heart began to beat once more, Starting only for this woman he could not ignore He could not know what he was soon to endure A heart-shaped pendant, with pictures of them both It never left her neck, was never lain down. She was content, never with frown. The father of this angelic woman Was not tolerant of The Man, ripping at the pendant The man watched a single red drop to the floor its descent. The black heart stopped once more, where Love had been, Hatred returned, where Benevolence shown, Cruely arose. He charged at the man, who readied a fight pose. The fight ensueing lasted not long by far, Her father knew not how to spar, and soon was bleeding His Love screamed, for her Father’s life pleading. But this black heart was not to be started so soon. The darkness within boiled to the edge, Shattering what was left of his personage. Claws ripping flesh, blood flying in air His dear Lady would not let her Father die. With a talon through both their chests, his Lady let out a final cry. The beast,realizing what it had done Had nothing in His power to heal her, and so cradled her, Cleaned and redressed her. He hewn a stone of the purest white To place her in for eternity, he mourned for her life infinitely more than his own strife. He knew he could never be well again; So he hewn his own tomb, a foot from the Lady’s again and fashioned the Coffin of Obsidian The tragic tale ends, but unfortunately he will remain Suffering in Hell’s pain… ./^\_/^\ \< o | o \> .\<\_ | \_\> …\U/ ---
**Author:** ![OfficeGirl](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/o/97f17d/32.png) [@OfficeGirl](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/OfficeGirl)\ **Post date:** [December 25, 1999, 2:05am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/another-poetry-thread/12344/13 "1999-12-25T02:05:00Z")
Keep disappearing from you and from myself keep hearing those words echo in my ears and the mountain in my throat keeps threatening to erupt so i sit here staring and my thoughts turn cold, blue, and here is me thinking of you, and you thinking of me, and somewhere in between there’s a heartlessness or is it here in me? * * * [OfficeGirl’s Cubicle Farm](http://www.homestead.com/allusions/allusions.html) “Argue for your limitations; sure enough, they’re yours.” ---
**Author:** ![GOD](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/g/34f0e0/32.png) [@GOD](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/GOD)\ **Post date:** [December 25, 1999, 2:24am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/another-poetry-thread/12344/14 "1999-12-25T02:24:00Z")
I think that I have never read Better poetry on a thread. Kilmer wrote of fools like thee; But I can nail Joyce to a tree. ---
**Author:** ![BurnMeUp](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/b/91b2a8/32.png) [@BurnMeUp](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/BurnMeUp)\ **Post date:** [December 25, 1999, 2:38am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/another-poetry-thread/12344/15 "1999-12-25T02:38:00Z")
In times of thought I can see my rebirth From the ashes Of what i have done In times of emotion I regret my actions And see how I have Pained the ones I most want to serve Now I must try To reign in emtion And enslave feelings to logic Once more And time will tell If the choices once made Will enhance the future Or destroy it I regret nothing But the fact That I may have not seen What consequences my actions would stir The things i have done Were not all for me But they were also Not done for the right reasons I will one day See what what was chosen And I hope that in time All wounds are healed * * * Everybody got their Black and Decker… Blood and Fettuccini everywhere ---
**Author:** ![PurpleCrackwhore](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/p/9fc348/32.png) [@PurpleCrackwhore](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/PurpleCrackwhore)\ **Post date:** [December 25, 1999, 4:09am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/another-poetry-thread/12344/16 "1999-12-25T04:09:00Z")
Out from the cover of darkness I watch you rise, mesmerized by the light that radiates from my soul. You illuminate my realm. Your warm, sensual caress arouses my skin, awakening a pulse of desire held silent by the night. You ignite my passions. Encircled by your embrace, captivated by a strength that emanates from your core, I taste a pleasure unknown. You remain my sustenance. and as you withdraw softly fading from my presence your essence remains an intimate memory that lingers as I await your return. You are my sun. * * * I really try to be good but it just isn’t in my nature! ---
**Author:** ![BurnMeUp](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/b/91b2a8/32.png) [@BurnMeUp](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/BurnMeUp)\ **Post date:** [December 25, 1999, 3:59pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/another-poetry-thread/12344/17 "1999-12-25T15:59:00Z")
This really isn’t mine, but I am posting it for a few others to read anyway. And some people need to read it. Another place another time Another face that looks like mine Another soul for all to see Is this reality If I could only find the words I’m sure that they would go unheard With one exception I can see Is this reality . . . If I could only make time stand still for a moment Capture a memory and live it one more time would I believe That I would really change a thing A second chance to get it right I think the end is close at hand I had a vision I don’t understand Don’t you see, I was made for you and you for me Close your eyes Are you ready for a big surprise? Hold the clock Say the words to make it stop now Slam, Bam, Thank you Ma’am Wasn’t it a pleasant life we shared Now who really cares Why pretend you don’t remember Wipe it clean and start again Hope to see you in the summer * * * Everybody got their Black and Decker… Blood and Fettuccini everywhere ---
**Author:** ![PurpleCrackwhore](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/p/9fc348/32.png) [@PurpleCrackwhore](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/PurpleCrackwhore)\ **Post date:** [December 25, 1999, 5:17pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/another-poetry-thread/12344/18 "1999-12-25T17:17:00Z")
One of my favorite Robert Sexton poems: Suddenly, quietly you realize that - from this moment forth - you will no longer pass thru this world alone. Like a new sun, this awareness rises within you, freeing you from fear, opening your life. This is the beginning of love and the end of all that came before it. * * * I really try to be good but it just isn’t in my nature! ---
**Author:** ![OfficeGirl](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/o/97f17d/32.png) [@OfficeGirl](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/OfficeGirl)\ **Post date:** [December 26, 1999, 6:09am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/another-poetry-thread/12344/19 "1999-12-26T06:09:00Z")
drew a long walk ago, I drew upon the magic of someone I’d found, someone who knew beauty and love, of someone whose words sparkled with glitter and indigo blue. He drew me tight into the night of a city of unopened doors, and asked me to stay and explore. I faltered, held back, withdrew from the arms of potential, from a questionable future, from the man who already knew. oh, I drew his face a million times, asked myself if I remembered how true his expression seemed, or if I was still sleeping. I drew up so many new futures, so many alterations of reality; and when I woke again, blue, the pages had scattered and all that was left was you. “Life for us has now become a series of hellos and goodbyes. The misery of saying goodbye, and the joy from seeing each other. Then the misery again. These are what memories are all about.” * * * [OfficeGirl’s Cubicle Farm](http://www.homestead.com/allusions/allusions.html) “Argue for your limitations; sure enough, they’re yours.” ---
**Author:** ![John\_Kentzel-Griffin](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/j/ccd318/32.png) [@John\_Kentzel-Griffin](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/John_Kentzel-Griffin)\ **Post date:** [December 26, 1999, 9:05am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/another-poetry-thread/12344/20 "1999-12-26T09:05:00Z")
One of my favorite poems is: (12+144+20 + 3\*sqrt(4) )/7 + 5 \* 11 = 9[sup]2[/sup] + 0 or: A dozen a gross and a score Plus three times the square root of four Divided by seven Plus five times eleven Is nine squared and not a bit more. * * * Virtually yours, DrMatrix [Next page](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/another-poetry-thread/12344.md?page=2)