# Are You A Poet? Then Show It! **URL:** \ **Category:** In My Humble Opinion\ **Created:** [August 29, 2000, 11:33pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/are-you-a-poet-then-show-it/31270 "2000-08-29T23:33:14Z")\ **Posts on this page:** 20\ **Page:** 2
**Author:** ![Speaker\_for\_the\_Dead](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/s/c77e96/32.png) [@Speaker\_for\_the\_Dead](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Speaker_for_the_Dead)\ **Post date:** [August 31, 2000, 7:34am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/are-you-a-poet-then-show-it/31270/21 "2000-08-31T07:34:19Z")
Forest Of Dreams The leaves flicker As the air of life Is filled with the morning mist The haze settles across the ground Bringing peace to the light Visions flash Through the trees Lights and Colours Horror and Joy The fog appears Severing the hope Dissolving the light A Wing of Silver Shatters the darkness Resettling the dew It glistens Glimmering in the light Of Love Powerful, eternal Love The reverie returns Emotions reign The black of Hate The depth of Sorrow The warmth of Bliss Of Joy and Caring All broken By the dazzling mane Of the waking world ---
**Author:** ![KJ](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/k/b2d939/32.png) [@KJ](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/KJ)\ **Post date:** [August 31, 2000, 8:46am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/are-you-a-poet-then-show-it/31270/22 "2000-08-31T08:46:21Z")
Hello to all SDMB! I bet you weren’t expecting me! (Because you don’t know who I am, And wouldn’t really give a damn.) If nothing else, I’m really late, But now is time to celebrate!! Perhaps I should pick up the pace, Stop yakking, and cut to the chase. You see, I have a lot to boast, As this is my **200th post!** My post count is as low as swine For someone here since '99. ☹ I do suppose the age of me Explains my inactivity. I’m just 15, I’m in my prime, I can’t relate most of the time. I don’t know what my 100th was, I didn’t celebrate because I did not pay attention, see, To what the post count was for me. So here I am to compensate. This message board is really great. I can’t complain about this thread, I like the poems I have read. I’ve had a really good time, though, And hope I can keep doing so. Let’s get together now and scream, “_We are Millions, watch us Teem!_” (_whew_ damn, that took me over half an hour to think up. It turned out well, though. :D) ---
**Author:** ![Czarcasm](https://sea3.discourse-cdn.com/straightdope/user_avatar/boards.straightdope.com/czarcasm/32/4050_2.png) [@Czarcasm](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Czarcasm)\ **Post date:** [August 31, 2000, 12:46pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/are-you-a-poet-then-show-it/31270/23 "2000-08-31T12:46:20Z")
“We are Millions, watch us Teem!” Sheer inspiration, I must deem 🙂 ---
**Author:** ![Spider\_Woman](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/s/cdc98d/32.png) [@Spider\_Woman](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Spider_Woman)\ **Post date:** [August 31, 2000, 1:09pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/are-you-a-poet-then-show-it/31270/24 "2000-08-31T13:09:07Z")
[It was published in her funeral folder but she was not credited for it; hope this’ll make up for that] ``` The Windmill ``` It stood a gallant sentry against the vagaries of the weather. An oasis in the prairie, our nourisher–our Nile. In the magic of the windmill’s bounty, one could dream the world away– the sere brown grass, the faltereing crops. Hope could be sustained, that rains would return and the world would again grow green. [She grew up in rural Nebraska during the Depression.] ---
**Author:** ![betenoir](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/b/258eb7/32.png) [@betenoir](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/betenoir)\ **Post date:** [August 31, 2000, 1:47pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/are-you-a-poet-then-show-it/31270/25 "2000-08-31T13:47:25Z")
I don’t usually do this sort of thing…but: NO TITLE I commend myself Into the hands Of the Weird God The one who commands That bugs eat bugs And grows his creatures From sun and blood The one Who knows about light And sound More than I do. Always more than I do. The one who knows my thoughts Without thinking them. I commend myself to what I do not understand. That’s all I’ve got so far. ---
**Author:** ![Rysdad](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/r/7cd45c/32.png) [@Rysdad](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Rysdad)\ **Post date:** [September 1, 2000, 12:15am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/are-you-a-poet-then-show-it/31270/26 "2000-09-01T00:15:51Z")
The following was inspired one day when I went to pick up my then 3-year-old son from his pre-pre-school… It’s playtime at preschool and we go outside. My favorite thing on the playground’s the slide. I climb up the ladder and sit at the top. I push myself forward and feel myself drop. But you know what makes sliding so neat? I finally learned how to land on my _feet!_ ---
**Author:** ![nashiitashii](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/n/7c8e57/32.png) [@nashiitashii](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/nashiitashii)\ **Post date:** [September 1, 2000, 1:34am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/are-you-a-poet-then-show-it/31270/27 "2000-09-01T01:34:29Z")
[currently untitled] young finely sculpted femmes fatales wander into smoke-filled indifferent hypodermic incinerators with their lush, jewel adorned legs to drink gourmet arsenic with old men in pinstripe suits the promising lustful fevers betray their sly smiles they clutch to the arm of the nearest sugar daddy and follow him as he struts along the avenue back to his secretive cavern to earn the reason why she sifts through all these ancient men in their starch-stiff suits she ahs to find a way to live the life somehow doesn’t she? [Eh, I seem to be going through this odd topic phase.] ---
**Author:** ![nashiitashii](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/n/7c8e57/32.png) [@nashiitashii](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/nashiitashii)\ **Post date:** [September 1, 2000, 1:40am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/are-you-a-poet-then-show-it/31270/28 "2000-09-01T01:40:01Z")
has, not ahs. [damned typing dyslexia] ---
**Author:** ![iksova](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/i/59ef9b/32.png) [@iksova](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/iksova)\ **Post date:** [September 1, 2000, 2:00am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/are-you-a-poet-then-show-it/31270/29 "2000-09-01T02:00:16Z")
(Dogsbody, where did you get your name? It was the title of my favourite book as a kid) Mine doesn’t rhyme, but here goes… The winds shaped your spirit. No doubt you will vanish too, fading just like all the other subtle, coaxing creatures. But right now you are here, and as real as breathlessness and intoxication. Has sunshine ever been the fix for your addiction? Do colours move you? Is your being ever swamped by the rain? Your weaknesses are even your strengths. You know this, and are conciously proud. Yet you know this, and don’t understand the fear that creeps furtively circling your lungs. It is a wolf, just outside the embered fire. It lurks, and only its eyes are visible. You are aware of this, and that is why you never sleep. The fire won’t go out if you shut your eyes. Let someone keep watch for you. Let me be your home. ---
**Author:** ![Zinger](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/z/e95f7d/32.png) [@Zinger](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Zinger)\ **Post date:** [September 1, 2000, 2:42am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/are-you-a-poet-then-show-it/31270/30 "2000-09-01T02:42:40Z")
I’ve been writing poetry a long time, but have never shared. Please don’t laugh. For Steven- Maybe I know Cuz you fit like a glove And I feel like I bitch… It’s been so far so good, But I see the glitch… And maybe it’s me… But I know it’s you. Babe, I am the fly, You’re that sugary glue. And when I look forward I’m just looking back… But it doesn’t matter, You’ve still got the knack. ---
**Author:** ![Gravity](https://sea3.discourse-cdn.com/straightdope/user_avatar/boards.straightdope.com/gravity/32/14322_2.png) [@Gravity](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Gravity)\ **Post date:** [September 1, 2000, 3:25am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/are-you-a-poet-then-show-it/31270/31 "2000-09-01T03:25:58Z")
short and simple is the key to certain types of poetry: **Feenix** An ice goddess in a grove of flame (nothing will ever be the same) Truth is love (and love is pain) Praying, praying for the gentle rain ---
**Author:** ![DigitalMuse](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/d/ecccb3/32.png) [@DigitalMuse](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/DigitalMuse)\ **Post date:** [September 2, 2000, 1:00am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/are-you-a-poet-then-show-it/31270/32 "2000-09-02T01:00:04Z")
One of my ones that I actually like… falling into darkness i feel it consume me it’s clutches grasping ever stronger holding me so tightly slowly blocking the air from my lungs my breath begins to fade into the darkness as i continue to fall into the abyss with each passing measure the darkness closes in on me cutting me and tearing me apart more and more as the tightness cocoons my spirit my bruised flesh transforming into my soul turning attacking striking all those memories in my liking memories fade for better for worse this cursed cure of vanity’s fears breaking more with each falling tear what is this place i have been sentenced to? what distructive domain of twisted ideals and shattered minds that preys on the weak and strong the same? surprise its reality ---
**Author:** ![Green\_Bean](https://sea3.discourse-cdn.com/straightdope/user_avatar/boards.straightdope.com/green_bean/32/1760_2.png) [@Green\_Bean](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Green_Bean)\ **Post date:** [September 2, 2000, 1:50am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/are-you-a-poet-then-show-it/31270/33 "2000-09-02T01:50:04Z")
A friend and I wrote this in seventh grade: There once was a big purple goon, Who ate rocket fuel with a spoon. After eating a batch, He swallowed a match, And farted his way to the moon. ---
**Author:** ![KJ](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/k/b2d939/32.png) [@KJ](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/KJ)\ **Post date:** [September 2, 2000, 2:54am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/are-you-a-poet-then-show-it/31270/34 "2000-09-02T02:54:52Z")
Green Bean: Beautiful! (Seriously.) ---
**Author:** ![Mofo\_Rising](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/m/85f322/32.png) [@Mofo\_Rising](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Mofo_Rising)\ **Post date:** [September 2, 2000, 6:05am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/are-you-a-poet-then-show-it/31270/35 "2000-09-02T06:05:27Z")
If you want poetry than I would recommend you to another site I have visited many many times. This is just one of the poems I wrote with many many other people. [http://www.csd.net/~cantelow/poem\_welcome.html](http://www.csd.net/~cantelow/poem_welcome.html) When first I spoke poetic verse Things quickly went from bad to worse Rhyming’s like the mummy’s curse Once it’s started, can’t reverse. Oh yes you can you litte terds And in the blink of an eye Just twist and wrangle words And watch the verses fly! However friends, let’s keep in mind That meter makes it worth its salt If it’s not followed as designed The poet prime is not at fault. I beg to differ, it’s not meter, but rhyme which makes the poem completer. It just makes it harder to stay in parameter, If you worry about the iambic pentameter. How can we bring this epic circumlocution To a shocking premature conclusion? On my veracity you sure can gamble, As I proclaim that on and on we’ll ramble! That being said (forgive me for digressing), The MEANING is the meat; the rest is dressing. Tis much more fun to end the rhyme It shant not ramble past its prime And through voices contradictory Comes the cry to end this story I’ll leave it on a note a tad grotesque. There seems no MEANING in the middle It reminds me of a funny riddle, “Why is a raven like a writing-desk?” ---
**Author:** ![Talkinsquirrel](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/t/f6c823/32.png) [@Talkinsquirrel](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Talkinsquirrel)\ **Post date:** [September 2, 2000, 6:31am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/are-you-a-poet-then-show-it/31270/36 "2000-09-02T06:31:22Z")
Looking for a poem to post hmm… Well seeing as how my friend, who doenst understand anything about poetry, understood this one I’ll guess I’ll post it Tear As tears stream down your eyes They grace your cheek Till they softly settle on your lips You taste them and in that bitter taste your emotions lie Struggles in the present Regrets about the past Fears of the future All your worries upon one tear The tears blur your vision Screening the sights your mind sees Only allowing a fraction of the world to come through The tears allow what you want to see And block the sights you dont by doing this you hope to reduce your hurt But its all a lie So wiping away your tears you put on a smile Redy to face the world Knowing that you cant ---
**Author:** ![Johnny\_Angel](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/j/d26b3c/32.png) [@Johnny\_Angel](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Johnny_Angel)\ **Post date:** [September 2, 2000, 11:51am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/are-you-a-poet-then-show-it/31270/37 "2000-09-02T11:51:01Z")
Charlie was a stoop-sitter, And a friend of the bottle. Always had a last cigarette And a dollar for the lotto. All he had were his clothes, And his Wild Irish Rose, Lost lottos and last cigarettes. One day he busted lucky, Bought a few feet of ground In a graveyard Uptown Where they laid his bones And it was all he ever owned, And it’s all he’ll ever need. ---
**Author:** ![Czarcasm](https://sea3.discourse-cdn.com/straightdope/user_avatar/boards.straightdope.com/czarcasm/32/4050_2.png) [@Czarcasm](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Czarcasm)\ **Post date:** [September 2, 2000, 12:21pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/are-you-a-poet-then-show-it/31270/38 "2000-09-02T12:21:25Z")
This is more than I could hope From the fans of the Straight Dope Perhaps within a day or two We shall chose from all of you 🙂 ---
**Author:** ![Czarcasm](https://sea3.discourse-cdn.com/straightdope/user_avatar/boards.straightdope.com/czarcasm/32/4050_2.png) [@Czarcasm](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Czarcasm)\ **Post date:** [September 3, 2000, 4:01am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/are-you-a-poet-then-show-it/31270/39 "2000-09-03T04:01:55Z")
Pleasurable verse Wafting through this Straight Dope thread Talent unbounded We must pick the best And choose the formost poet To represent us On Monday we vote You have until Sunday night To submit your verse ---
**Author:** ![racinchikki](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/r/eada6e/32.png) [@racinchikki](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/racinchikki)\ **Post date:** [September 3, 2000, 4:39am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/are-you-a-poet-then-show-it/31270/40 "2000-09-03T04:39:57Z")
i promised you that i’d write you a love song something sweet enough to make an angel cry and i thought i meant it when i said it but now i’m thinking about this crazy love of mine and it occurs to me that you’re a good for nothing i overlooked it when you slept with my best friend i chalked it up to just a drunken mishap but lisa told me that one time wasn’t the end and for some reason i just ignored your drinking and the way your pants hung down around your ass and i never cared about your stupid haircut or all the times you left me to fish bass hell i even bailed you out when you were arrested and i made up your freakin’ alibi and i lent you my car to drive to work in but goddammit this is the last time so here you go, i wrote you your damn love song and i hope you’re happy with it now cuz it’s the last thing you’ll be reading from me – or ever, if i can get that shotgun down… [the above was written as a joke for my ex-boyfriend when we were still going out, we used to fool around about how i write songs and they’re almost always sad, and i said fine i’ll write you a love song, and this was the result. among other topics i’ve covered: several that were actually about death but written so that they could be about break-ups, too; a girl who goes on a date with her ex-boyfriend only to discover that he’s now a transsexual; a girl who gets revenge on her cheating lover by hiring a cross-dressing friend to pose as a woman, get the cheater tied to the bedposts, reveal himself as a man, then leave the cheater there on the bed… yeah, i guess i write pretty damn weird stuff, don’t i?] [Previous page](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/are-you-a-poet-then-show-it/31270.md?page=1) [Next page](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/are-you-a-poet-then-show-it/31270.md?page=3)