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Annabel Lee was EPIC, but like most ordinary omens, it brings good luck.

 

I read it first on Friday the 13th. I got a free Zelda game the same day.

 

Homer's poems are longer and epic-er, though. :D

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[spoiler=Stories I read by EAP]

The Bells

The Raven

The Pit and the Pendelum

Annabel Lee

 

 

 

The Pit and the Pendelum was my favorite. I know that's not a poem, but it was suspenseful. :D

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Ah' date=' Edgar Allan Poe. He's actually one of my favorite poets, even though all of his poems and stories are quite dark. (Have any of you read some of his stories?)

I think my favorite of his is The Raven. Love it! ^_^

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Yes. There's one particularly freaky one about a murderous dwarf.

 

I still say Homer is longer and epic-er, if only a bit.

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Ah' date=' Edgar Allan Poe. He's actually one of my favorite poets, even though all of his poems and stories are quite dark. (Have any of you read some of his stories?)

I think my favorite of his is The Raven. Love it! ^_^

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Yes. There's one particularly freaky one about a murderous dwarf.

 

I still say Homer is longer and epic-er, if only a bit.

 

Yes, yes, Homer is also very good. ^_^

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[align=center][spoiler=[b]Ultimatum[/b]]

Every movement is an action

Every action is a choice

Every choice comes with an alternative

The alternative could be better or worse

Than the choice you made

Every thought is an arguement

Between good and evil

One must choose which side to move to

One must choose which path to take

And that one's movement onto that path is their action

And that action was their choice

If one chooses to change their choice

One must change their movement

Before they walk into the darkness of the unknown future

And be damned by the evil within.

 

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Bravo.

This is certainly one of the best poems i've ever read.

Try comparing it to an instrumental song' date=' such as

Read it while its playing.

Your voice will flow eternal.


[spoiler=A ghost in the grass]

What causes the future

Influences the past

Courage is always there

Touching the ghosts in the grass

While you stare up

Bombs flying ;explosions avast

You look down

And see yourself pass

And you now have become

A ghost in the grass.

 

 

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I'd like to join.

My favorite poem is jabberwocky.

and to showcase two of my own.

[spoiler=Sparta Marches]

We march to live

We march to fight

To battle we go

Through the night

With our shields

And spears held high

Our enemies will

Fear our battle cry

Like cowards

They run with fear

Spreading the message

The Spartan’s are here!

 

 

 

[spoiler=Thrill of the fight]

I can feel my blood boiling beneath the skin

And I just can’t wait to fight you again

With my right fist up and my left one down

And my feet firmly planted on the ground

With a burst of speed and a spin kick

To the stomach hard enough to make you sick

Flesh hitting flesh as the lightning lights up the night

You can see it, feel it, taste it, it’s the thrill of the fight

 

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I'd like to join.

My favorite poem is jabberwocky.

and to showcase two of my own.

[spoiler=Sparta Marches]

We march to live

We march to fight

To battle we go

Through the night

With our shields

And spears held high

Our enemies will

Fear our battle cry

Like cowards

They run with fear

Spreading the message

The Spartan’s are here!

 

 

 

[spoiler=Thrill of the fight]

I can feel my blood boiling beneath the skin

And I just can’t wait to fight you again

With my right fist up and my left one down

And my feet firmly planted on the ground

With a burst of speed and a spin kick

To the stomach hard enough to make you sick

Flesh hitting flesh as the lightning lights up the night

You can see it' date=' feel it, taste it, it’s the thrill of the fight

 

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You, my friend, are in! Very nice poems! There's a very rhythmic feel to them. (Jabberwocky is a great poem, too.) ^_^

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sorry i don't post much.... that's because i can't think of poems that easily so... yeah here's two new one i wrote in school

 

“During the Aims”

I set in this cold lifeless room,

I set in a uncomforting blue chair,

I set in front of my worst enemy,

It’s called the Aims test…

 

It’s the hardest test of the school year,

I was the fist one done,

Now I have to wait for the rest for these yahoos to finish,

 

I have three more days of torcherment,

I have to get throw this I know,

I don’t know how much more I can take of this!

 

“Night Dreams”

As I get throw these days of my life,

As I wish everyday for the nights,

As I always set in a school class room,

I always day dream and longing for the friendly night,

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I like them but I found a few spelling mistakes, though i'm not sure if you did those on purpose. I fixed them here for you though i may have missed some.

 

“During the Aims”

I sit in this cold lifeless room,

I sit in a uncomfortable blue chair,

I sit in front of my worst enemy,

It’s called the Aims test…

 

It’s the hardest test of the school year,

I was the first one done,

Now I have to wait for the rest of these yahoos to finish,

 

I have three more days left of this torture,

I have to get through this I know,

I don’t know how much more I can take of this!

 

“Night Dreams”

As I get through these days of my life,

As I wish everyday for the nights,

As I always sit in a school class room,

I always day dream and longing for the friendly night.

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Here is another one of my works though it even creeps me out at times.

[spoiler=Fear is my lady]Fear is my lady, my beautiful bride

I spread it wherever I may stride

Fear is the code that I follow

As I march to the war of tomorrow

Spreading my love by instilling fear

Lovingly instilling that which I hold dear

 

Fear is the emotion I inspire

A tactic you have to admire

Fear is the spear tip of my way

It surely makes my day

When it shines brightly in my foe’s eye

When they realize, it is they who will die

 

I am but a lord of the night

And spreading fear is my delight

I love it dearly and stoke its fire

Because it is simply my desire

To shatter minds by scaring my foes

And laugh insanely while they writhe in their death throes

 

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Duckmasta, you sound like Grand Moff Tarkin in those couplets. The haiku is pretty good, but not noteworthy. Great first one, though.

 

[spoiler=Another sonnet, this one on my favorite myth ever.]

My task had once become but practiced rote

As centuries, millennia, passed by

No offerings, no prayers, no bard's queer note

Ever had I been remembered by

But then the still night came when this all changed:

A handsome face, deep eyes, fixed firm on me

Since I have never been so much estranged

As then, but none has ever come to see

Humanity instead of a new home,

Since then — thus love I grant to him alone.

 

 

 

Not as coolio as the other one, since I had a reason to write that tone. Still, I want practice with the restrictions of a sonnet; mastery of it is truly a feat.

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[spoiler=Bloodied Wings]

As we fly

Above all others

Our hands cry

Blood on the feathers

 

We're Dark

Black as a pure heart

And we feel

Above all others.

 

Hell, we're not birds.

We're people

Just wanting to be heard.

 

I try to rise above

Fall down on my knees

Blood on our feathers.

Bloodied Wings.

 

 

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Queer blank-verse angst quatrains, except for the third stanza, where it's missing a line. That destroys the beat, just so you know.

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