<p>I'm speechless virgil. Bravo bravo.
Btw LesOs making a poem rhyme and using correct techniques only makes it so much harder to write a poem which in turn gives you sweeter fruits than just scribbling random thoughts and calling it a poem. I've had several heated arguments with my teachers on this issue so don't mind me.
Quoting from How to read like a professor- "Blaise Pascal apologized for writing a long letter, saying, "I had not the time to write a short one." Sonnets are like that, short poems take far more time, because everything has to be perfect, than long ones."
This is why I give kudos to virgil.</p>
<p>I think both types of poems, both rhyming and those written in free verse, can be horribly done. Most 'poets', really have little creative talent [sorry], but I love seeing people try to get better. God knows my poems suck bad enough, but I love writing them and I feel like my writing has evolved as I've gotten older. </p>
<p>Rhyming poems, when done badly, often sound horribly infantile. I've read some really stupid rhymes. I think that's what used to make me mad--but poems like virgil's [rhyme done nicely] really sound good. I love the Canterbury Tales prologue anyway.</p>
<p>Free verse, on the other hand, can sound equally bad, because a lot of people feel that they CAN just scribble random thoughts down and call it a poem. That annoys me. But I've read some free verse that is really amazing. T.S. Eliot, anyone? </p>
<p>It can go both ways. A good poet is a good poet.</p>
<p>No, I know what you mean. I hate it when "poets" try to sound deep through writing down nonsense- idiotically esoteric "metaphors!"</p>
<p>The poems that I write are free verse, but seem to have an order to them anyway (I know that that's completely contradictory, but.... eh.)</p>
<p>I think free verse is perfectly acceptable as poetry, but only if the poet is actually worth his salt, i.e. Whitman or Ginsberg, for example. Poetry is still really a technique, and I suppose there needs to be technique in free form--rhythm, atleast. Whitman has beautiful rhythm. Poetry terms can't be ignored completely. Then it's just a couple of sentences with indent.</p>
<p>I love Kerouac and his "spontaneous prose" but its exactly that! Prose!</p>
<p>And while I do love Ginsberg (alot, I'm a self-professed beat) I revel most in the words of Donne and Tennyson. Sweet, lucious, beautiful words, dripping with precision, like music really. "The Splendor Falls..." is one of my favourite poems for a reason. Mmm.</p>
<p>Okay i had a question for LesOs, does she find this poem of mine, nonsense?
It was published in our literary magazine.</p>
<p>The auburn leaves drop
as fall descends
Red, gold, and mossy green
events of the past present
events of the future portend
should regrets be forgotten
grudges be dropped
or furthered to drive
one to success</p>
<p>Autumn brings relationships
to a close, for new ones
to begin, like a river runs
life goes on, from brook to sea
Autumn brings to a close
beleaguered life for me</p>
<p>Winter frost glittering white
like a supernova
explodes into the minds eye
ashes to dust, fade to black
winter ends trials and tribulations
for a chance at success</p>
<p>I'll add the other seasons later.</p>
<p>bump.......</p>
<p>No! I hope that you don't think that I was referring to your poems when I said that! Your poem was very clear.</p>
<p>Some "artsy" students at my school write poems like:
Big orange car
Bouncing through purple waves
A tear falls from the tiger's stripe
Why can't I be whole? asks the cookie
And the woman's sandals just laugh</p>
<p>....and they think that they're brilliant. THOSE sort of poems was what I was referring to!</p>
<p>Oh! Ok sorry.</p>
<p>i love the line about the cookie :]</p>
<p>bump.......</p>
<p>Here are a few of mine... </p>
<p>Winter
Huddled
In black down
Alone among
Waves
Of grass
Hunched
Over a notebook
I am too far
To see hair rustled
From the gentle breeze
Serene
Focused
Bending to capture this
Moment
Then moving up
To survey, breathe.</p>
<p>2 people
Palest blue mixes with white
Trees poke and top the horizon
Branchlike, as brambles.
Deep brown hills serve as background
With light brown hills in front</p>
<p>The window cuts off where
I know must be ground and
Grass
Shaking gently in the breeze
Where perhaps 2 people
Are walking
Laughing
Loving?
Smiling</p>
<p>hope u guys like ... they are really different from my usual poems, but i love the serenity in them... maybe i'll type up a typical poem so u guys can see....
and please!! any critisicm is welcomed :)</p>
<p>thanks guys for being brave enough to share ur work</p>
<p>o, and alamode...... I LOVED the one u wrote about natures being.... all the different images really blened in sucha powerful way</p>
<p>This is a great thread, and I don't want to feel left out. Any criticism is welcome. </p>
<p>(Copyright Ejhfast - although frankly, I doubt this is legally binding.)</p>
<p>Asleep lie men in a night of haze,
Sacred dreams entombed in earth.
Pale morning light calls godly error,
Miscarried hue of worlds rebirth.</p>
<p>Lamenting crimson fields know all,
But evince not the founding truth,
As scarlet passions of tempered will
Play thieves of dawn to ill wrought youth. </p>
<p>Minds of few clasp rapt machinations
To barter such innocence of spirits worth.
By currency cast of a ticking clock,
Those lost will find no present mirth.</p>
<p>Though ethereal realms vast revelations
May bask each man in infinite grace,
Unwaning winds of wanton war
Steal yet across earths tarnished face.</p>
<p>ejhfast... i love the color references in your poem... the whole poem has a gauzy feel...</p>
<p>but to be honest.. im not really sure what ur talkign about here... a bunch of things are running throuhg my mind, but i can't be sure</p>
<p>booklet,</p>
<p>I was attempting to describe the impetus behind war and its tragic results. Many men have died far too young, often fighting for ideals not truly their own. </p>
<p>There are other, less dominant, meanings that I placed within some of the lines, but I wanted to give you the overarching theme, at least as I intended it.</p>
<p>Thanks for the comments.</p>
<p>thanks.. the word war should have clued me in...lol</p>
<p>i actually liked the rhyming-ness of it except that i felt "Those lost will find no present mirth.</p>
<p>Though ethereal realm’s vast revelations" both to be a bit forced</p>
<p>cant wait to see another one</p>
<p>ps-- ppl, comment on mine please :)</p>
<p>same applies to me</p>
<p>can anyone comment on my poems?</p>
<p>is this thread dead at last.</p>
<p>o i hope not.. i only just found it</p>