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Poets Corner

Discussion in 'Off-Topic Forum' started by john boy, Jul 25, 2008.

  1. Boom'E'rang

    Boom'E'rang DI Junior Member

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    Nature Poetry

    Hi poetry corner
    Allow me to join this corner.
    My poem is not about love. This is about nature. About a place where I thought raised my childhood to open my eyes about the beauty of living in a planet that i never thought would cease living.
    When i came to see this, this is what my poem says.... please read.




    My Childhood River

    I came to see you, I couldn’t wait
    Your wide surface flawlessly, adrift
    Like a mirror laid on a grassy bed
    Deep in my mind - clear and vivid

    I brought you flowers on a paper boat
    I watched them glide, gracefully afloat
    You heard me giggle, I heard you trickle
    We bathed together free of trouble

    Your natural whiff, filled the air
    Kissed by the sun, it brushed my hair
    Watery breeze, I smelled your scent
    Fragrance from green, I deeply breathe

    I heard laughter, as children played,
    Swam, splashed down your crystal bed
    On your pebbled shore I chose to stay
    Played the grains of the sandy bay

    Haven’t seen you then 30 years passed
    I've traveled afar, but I’m here at last
    To see your surface flawlessly adrift
    To feel your touch gentle and sweet

    I came to see you, I couldn't wait
    Knees shivering weak, my heart wept
    Standing cold, my eyes couldn’t hide
    My childhood river - just 2 meters wide
     
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  2. Swany

    Swany DI Senior Member

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    Beautiful poem you wrote Boom'E'rang! Keep it going!
     
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    john boy DI Forum Luminary

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    welcome

    Likewise Boom E rang very nice poem
    Hope there is more where that came from
    Good-day to you Swany too
    regards John
     
  4. Boom'E'rang

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    Swanny, John,
    Thank you for the readings. I am really emotionally serious about what happens to our nature. There is so more harm than help from the people who live with her.

    Below is another one about river as you ask for more.

    In a city here in the Philippines, river bay are reclaimed and converted into human dwelling. Rivers turned into creek that human eye can not recognize that river did exist in the midst of these concrete structures.
    And I am one of those who happened to temporarily lodge on a structure that stood on a place where it had to be a river bank.

    On one silent midnight… this is what my poem says…. Please read.



    The Ghost of Tisa Creek


    She lives no more in my time
    Not even in their children’s time
    Gone with her curve, with her fragrance
    Lost despite human ordinance

    But she came,
    Beneath the empty light
    In a quietude,
    In the middle of the night

    There was reverberation
    In the air flowing
    Mumbling like, something’s creeping
    Invited my senses, kept tickling

    The creek! The creek!
    (Now an avenue of human waste)
    Derelict, desolated -
    “Was a river long been dead!”
     
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    One World One People

    It is quite clear to me
    Man has throughout history
    Always sought ways to survive
    Now we are fighting to stay alive
    But to what ends have we gone
    Sending rockets to the Sun
    All this time they did'nt realize
    The Earth is one great Paradise
    With holes in the Ozone layer and climate change
    The human race is to blame
    Back to Nature is the only way
    So lets get serious now,today

    Boom'E'Rang share your sentiments regards john
     
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    A poem for Earth

    Look at You, Earth

    In your vast waters
    Is life only you can breed.
    You define independence.
    In your vast waters
    Are loads of patience,
    Carrying spills and messes.
    You define morality.
    In your atmosphere
    You carry the timeline
    Of air and weather,
    You define care.
    In your lands,
    You bear wounds.
    You try not to bleed.
    You try to heal instead.
    You define generosity.
    Look at you, Earth.
    You have so much to give.
    c2006
     
  7. Boom'E'rang

    Boom'E'rang DI Junior Member

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    Wow fantastic poetry. John, Mam A. This site can actually call those sleeping sentiments about our nature and collect thousands of poem from around the world and give it to George Bush and to Osama bin Laden and tell them. "Hey! stop the war and make poems and if it is too small a work, just send your dollars to Dumaguete Forum and we will plant trees beside my dying Childhood River"

    But i don't think Rhoody or the Dane like our idea because thousand poems will consume all bytes of this site... and there will be no space for their diving post and sweating beer topics.

    For those who just keep their poems like me... let me inspire you by this.



    A Poet Is Not


    A poet – is not
    When his feelings not
    filled his thoughts
    When his pages not
    filled with words

    A poet – is not
    When his thoughts not
    deep-digging sanity
    When phrases not
    Rhyming or free

    A poet - is not
    When words, feelings,
    thoughts - unheard about
    Only for those – a poet
    When the poet above is not
     
  8. kyliegriffin

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    ...good point Boom'E'rang...
     
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    Most enlightening B.E.R
    Come on Kyliegriffen pour that poem out, that lies dormant in your heart.
    regards john :D
     
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    Open your Mind

    Open your mind to the beauty around you
    See the early morning dew with it's droplets of water shining like silver on the blades of grass
    Watch the Rising Sun climb slowly above the misty haze of morning to blaze brightly in the mid-day sky
    Listen to the rushing water flow over the stony riverbed meandering it's way to the sea
    Hear the sound of birds in the tree tops singing their messages from one to another
    Speak softly not to disturb the peace that is yours away from the noise of the city
    Tread gently upon the earth beneath your feet so that you leave no footprints no tell tale signs that you were there.
     
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