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That's a good poem.It's like a song.
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If you read MacBeth, then the poem has a lot more relevance, but it still has its own meaning on its own, which you got Kelsey ^_^ I might have a poem tonight if I can think of another one XD But thanks for reading ^_^
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Whoa whoa whoa. Stop. Back up. Now, did you just say that I actually got your poem's meaning? o.o *freaks out and dances* Yeah!!! XD
I did like it a lot, maybe I can get more of your poem's meanings by not trying so hard. XD Awsome job MCD, I can't wait for more. <3 ~Kelsey |
Well... it wasn't that hard or anything. It was just three witches dancing and chanting around a cauldron. No metaphors involved, unless you've read Macbeth and then you'll get a whole new meaning to it XD
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Bla Bla... just read and enjoy and crap like that XD (Oh... HIDDEN MEANING ALERT)
The ticking of the clock The old grandfather clock sits As a reminder to the woman in Her rocking chair. As she rocks Away to Fred Astaire, the clock Ticks and tocks away to a simple, Monotonous beat. The woman sighs, and reaches For the remote control, to turn The volume up so she can rock Some more, to compete with the Old grandfather clock. Like her Deceased hubby, he drones on In his weary ticking and tocking. She watches the world from her Stained window. If specks of mud Were rose-tinted glasses, then All would have been well. The Grandmother and Grandfather clock go back to their ticking and tocking And rocking, smiling happilly as they Rock into the evening. |
XD Drat...well, I have read Julius Caesar, does that count? XD Hurry up and write more, I wanna reply to some poems!! XD *pulls out Claire's whip* >=3
~Kelsey EDIT: OK, I've just read The Ticking of the Clock. To me, I got the picture of this elderly woman in her rocking chair, silently rocking back and forth to the ticking of the grandfather clock. It made me feel as though time is almost up for the old woman, and she seemed suspensful for her "turn" to end. Like she wished to go to her husband and be with him. And when she turned the volume up, she rocked faster, as if hoping to speed the time up for her time to end sooner rather than later. I saw no spelling erros so wooootness!! XD I liked this one too, even if I didn't get the meaning, the way I read it, it makes me have an enlightened feeling inside, well done MCD. ^^ |
well, thats a good poem but i cant figure out the meaning argh!
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Sorry I haven't posted a poem in ages, I've just had terrible writers block. I'll deal with Kelsey's meaning a bit later, once I've got this poem written down and stuff. ^_^
The Trouble of Two Away with you, I want no more To do with you. Your moaning and Groaning and clanging and banging And whining and crying and wailing And bailing me out of my dreamy And blissful paradise of nocturnal Fantasy. Yet as soon as one shuts up, the Other comes back, as if it's a ghost Of the previous one. Again with the Moaning and groaning and clanging And banging and whining and crying To myself at night as they take control Of me and my life. When they both miraculously both Decease into a decaying slumber, my Heart comes to rest upon my aching Ribs, so softly does it pound whilst Silence reigns the house. Yet it pounds Like a drum when even the slightest Of noises comes from up the hall. Why did I even want kids in the first place? |
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I imagined a young mother who has about three or four children. They are constantly ranting and screaming through the house, tearing things apart. The mother sometimes wishes she could lose herself and just become distant from all the chaos. The one special time of the day is when bedtime rools around. X3 The kids are tucked away in their beds and the mother can be at rest. Until the slightest movement of feet across the floor or the sound of a shutting door, and all Hell breaks loose once more. XD I absolutlely loved this poem MCD. ^^ It shows how a mother or father often have to deal with their children as they go about their daily chaotic ways. ^^ It just goes to show how much we should really appreciate our parents for what they go through for us. <3 Shweet poem MCD, yet another masterpiece. ^_~ ~Kelsey |
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That was an awesome poem.I remeber when i used to write some here and there, but they're probably really corny now lol.Like the word corny XD.Great poem again.
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Yesh... thank you for your lovely and kind reviews and stuff... ^_^ Anyways, I believe my writer's block has gone, so here's another poem ^_^ (HIDDEN MEANING ALERT!!! XD)
Like a virgin Touched for the very first time By the blinding light, I feel bliss And rejuvenation flowing through My heart and soul. I unfold my Feathered arms and fly through The sky like an eagle. Soaring Through the gentle atmosphere. I land in a green field, rejoycing With little woodland critters. They Frolick and play come rain or shine. But the rain clouds never come, so Happiness reigns among the land. I carress a young badger's fur coat, And we dance into the sunset. I fly off again, but not into the bliss Of paradise, but into the cold, harsh Abyss. My wings clipped, by heart, Perished, my soul, gone. I fall, screaming With despair and hatred for the Trickery it all was. I crash into a ditch, Cold, and alone. No majestic wings, No woodland animals. Nothing. Except Myself, lying in a ditch. |
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Now, I pictured the virgin to be a young woman, with large and beautiful angelic wings extending from her back. She enjoyed every last moment of life, as well as the creatures that live on this earth. I imagined her soaring through a dense yet lively forest, frolicking with the animals and smiling the entire time through. Then, something happens. She's suddenly tricked by a heartless soul and ripped from her paradise into a world of chaos and Hell. She's trown to the ditch of life, all hope seems lost. Happiness feels as though it may never reach her ever again. This was such a sad part to the poem. "I fly off again, but not into the bliss Of paradise, but into the cold, harsh Abyss. My wings clipped, by heart, Perished, my soul, gone." This section gave one the feeling that this naive creature soared off once more into her paradise, but suddenly flew in the "wrong direction". She falls, her life shattering like a smashed mirror, shards of her life scattering across the earth. I'm not sure if this is correct or not, but this poem suggested the idea of rape to me. o.o For that is truly what happens. You are torn from your paradise and sent to a Hell where fire blazes and chaos rains supreme. Awsome poem, MCD. Even though I love all of your poems, each time you make a new one they get better and better. ^_______^ ~Kelsey |
I understand where you're coming from, but it's not rape. The person (I'll explain why it may not be a girl) was on LSD. The first two stanzas were about the 'journey' that the person took. In this case, it was one where he/she was flying then dancing around with a badger XD The final stanza shows the side-effects of doing drugs and stuff...
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Ooh, I see. ^______^ Dancing with a badger? oO Those things are mean! XD
Well, even though my guess wasn't correct, I still stand by my meanings and that you have a true gift as a writer. Keep up the great work MCD. ^o^ ~Kelsey |
Since I'm going to be entering the Valentine's day comp, does anyone have any suggestions of which one (love based) I should enter?
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Prophecies
Alone at night, a dying couplet say farewell. Their partings are swift; like an angel Of death. Betrayed, betrothed, between Themselves are a matching sword and shield. Alone. Together yet apart. But all is not lost. They will be reunited, not in heaven, but In the shadows of their past. Only there can they Reap for what they have sewn. Unpicking Every little stitch from the tatty hem of Deceit, despair and the most important: Death. The Five betrayers shall be persecuted. For When the past has been repossessed, Judgement Shall reign. It shall sanctify the innocent, but Condemn the guilty to a terrible fate. The Power of Love. Sent from Above. Death-defying this was not. But the Consequences will wreak havoc upon those Who have betrayed the Almighty pair. Those who have not sinned will be spared. But for those Five, a contrasting bridge of fate lies for Them to walk across. Unbeknown to their fragile Minds, their guardian angels have been stained With their vulgar hands. Alone at night, a dying couplet say goodbye. Oooooh, do this one do this one do this one! ^___________________^ I really enjoyed this poem before when I had read and reviewed it. It is filled with such emotion and promise, this is the one I recommend for the contest. ^o^ ~Kelsey |
Is it based on love? Well... I'll write another one based on love and see if that one's better than Prophecies... ^_^
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Well, it's kinda about the "power of love". XD That counts, right? XD Well, I'm sure which ever poem you pick, it shall be a great one. ^o^ Good luck to you MCD! ^^
~Kelsey |
If you think that this one is better than Prophecies, then I'll submit this one. Unlike Prophecies, this one is straight from the heart... and stuff like that XD Enjoy ^_^
I love you My heartstrings play a violin solo When you walk into the room. My Stomach becomes filled with little Butterflies, flying around, filled with Bittersweet emotion. The hormones rush through me, and My face turns red, blushing even at The sight of you. My beating heart Thumps against my feeble ribcage, And yearns to be let free. You're enchanting, encapsulating, Dazzling, delightful. You are my World, and everything in it. You Light up the sky in daylight, and Fill it up with stars at night. But, you don't feel the same way. To you, I am but a simple, yet Solitary friend. The shy, unspoken One, of whom love has never touched With her gentle kiss. But she has kissed me, and with Cupid's arrow pointing to you, I'm Never going to stop loving your Radiance and brilliance. Yet, I can't Utter those simple words: I love you |
OMGoodness, this one looks like a real winner Jon! ^________^ *huggles* I won't give it my 'all-out' review, seeing as you're entering it in teh contest, plus it came from the heart (awwwwwwwwww). ^^ But from what I can see it's wonderful, Jon, good show! XD
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awwww that's such a sweet emtionally-charged poem ^^ great job ^^
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I know this is over a month old, but I am not reposting all my poems again... so I'm just oging to revive it as my writers block has ended. In this poem, if you've seen the movie/stage production Chicago, then you'll instantly recognise the bits in italics. Anywas, here it is:
Murder He had it coming Adultery. A mortal sin. Simply a pleasure, Or more of a deep, Dark, hideaway. He had it coming But with my sister? How low could he go? Lower than limbo. Was he crying out: Murder me? He only had himself to blame The secrets, the lies, The slander, the smear. Oh how could I live With him anymore? The end was near. If you'd have been there Tonight was the night I ended the lust. I thrust my coat upon My stabbed back And grabbed his rifle. If you'd have seen it I drove through the Endless rain, stormed Our house and barged Into our bedroom where I shot him - point blank. I betcha you would have done the same |
OMFG YES! XD I loved the movie Chicago! <3<3 This poem really striked me as very interesting and quite wild. ;D
This poem shows a lot about what happened in the scene in Chicago that this poem is based off of. <3 Betrayl, sins, revenge, and Hell all crammed into one. XD I loved the beat and flow this poem had. ^^ I started to sing the song from the movie as I read the poem! XD Awsome job Jon. ^^ Note: It's OK to revive pieces of writing, you are also allowed to double post if you are adding another piece. ^.~ ~Kelsey |
I knew about the double posting, but not the reviving thingy... thought it applied to Fan Fiction only. But thanks for the review Kelsey ^_^
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