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So, I know you all are out there – poets, poetry-lovers, and the like…
For all of us, I thought it would be fun just to have a thread where we can share random bits of poetry, funny poems, somber poems, lyrical poems, nonsense poems, one sentence gold-mines – anything, really, just for the sake of getting it out there and hearing feedback, whether it’s full on critique or just a passing “aww, I love that!” Poeting is not easy work, and it’s nice to be able to share some of the fruits of our labors, if you know what I mean ^.^ If this is a totally weird idea to you, please don’t feel obligated (even if you consider yourself an aspiring poet) to post : )
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So. I realize that I should probably start us off. And I also realize the last poem I wrote was in June 2020?
It’s not a very strict poem, I wrote it in a moment of brokenness and utter weariness (hence the title), but hopefully it’ll be a bit of an encouragement to some one out there : ) And please, if you have any feedback or critique, don’t be afraid to share it.
When I Am Weary
Life sings a blurry tune,
distinct voices blend with laughter and tears;
pain and pleasure, disappointed hopes, elated dreams…
in the end, it makes me want to cry as Solomon did:
“Meaningless! … all is vanity!”
What do we live for but our fleeting pleasures
that fade, leaving only memories
tainted by some bitterness or regret?
Friend, put your hope not in the successes of this blighted world –
you will always be disappointed.
What then?
As a child of the King, let this be my song:
My only boast is Christ crucified.Elen síla lúmenn' omentielvo
I think this is an excellent idea! I’ll have to dig through my files, I know that I have a few to share:) And btw, I love your poem 😀
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Oh my goodness, I loved your poem. The references to Scripture were so beautifully placed.
I love writing poetry, so I’ll share one of my shortest works here. I wrote it about a personal, very difficult experience I had nearly a year ago now. I hope some of y’all can relate to what I’m talking about, if someone you trust has ever wounded you.
Shark Attack
To the man who destroyed my world
Who ruined that perfect picture, who made me realize
That a shark attack can happen to me
It isn’t just something you see on the news
And suppose, foolishly, that it’s one in a million
That one in your own ocean wouldn’t have the desire
To murder and to mutilate.
You mutilated not only my safe place, but
The safe place of the ones I hold dear
All the ones with us who hurt and contemplated self-harm
Who trusted you with their fragile hearts and broken minds.
And some of them are still in the dark
You wrecked the tiniest speck of light.
I remember laughing with you
Because laughter is the most beautiful thing to share
And when we were sad and with you
We never thought we’d be alone again.
Then we discovered what you did
I couldn’t believe it
I thought someone had framed and hacked
I stuffed myself with food to convince myself it wasn’t true
But in the dawn I found it was worse than I thought
Much, much worse
You had ravished my safe haven.
And I wept.
Oh, I wept.
And I wanted you to go to the lake
Of fire to retire.
Now I don’t know where you are
Are you still behind bars?
But I’ve slipped you into a prayer box
Because I trust there was still good in you
Though you destroyed my world, I love you still
And I know there is still repentance as He wills.
@libby Ah, that is beautiful! Also, great topic!
@joy-caroline Girl…you’re gonna make me cry! That’s so sad and beautiful and…ugh.
I’m just learning how to write poetry, so I think I’ll share just a couple snippets with y’all…
I’ve forgotten what the sun looks like
All I know is night
Everything is quiet
It seems even the shadows are bright
If you asked, I could not tell
The darkness from the light
* * *
My place is a place of silence
My home is empty rooms
That echo with the passing minutes
Time is at a standstill
Not a single thing moves
Even wind I cannot feel
I ask for but a sound
A semblance of life
Something to stir the ground
To remind me I have ears
Ears that have no need to hear
Because my place is silence
My home is empty
Even the echo is but faint
These were written from a book
that I’ll probably never write. I have a couple more I’m working on that I like better.the resident romance ghost; last seen within the pages of a gothic novel
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Thanks, I’m really glad you think so! I wrote it from quite a raw perspective.
Wow, I enjoyed yours! I LOVED the lines “It seems even the shadows are bright // If you asked, I could not tell // The darkness from the light.” Those lines were so profound I had to reread them, because they really struck me.
@joy-caroline Of course! You’re an amazing poetess!
Aw, I’m so glad you liked it! 🙂 (I didn’t realize it was so profound! XD)
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It was profound!
I’m actually performing a poem for my English class on Monday, so please pray that all goes well. 😂 I’m doing it on a really deep topic, so I hope the response is positive.
@joy-caroline Thank you!
You’ll do fantastic, I know! 🙂 You’ll be in my prayers! <3
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Thanks! 😀
@abigail-m I look forward to seeing some of your poetry on the thread : ) And thank you for your kind words <3
@joy-caroline Your poetry was so raw and relatable, my friend, thank you for being willing to share it with us <3 You have a way with words that really hits home.
For sure will be praying for your performance on Monday!
@gracie-j You’re just learning how to write poetry?? *hides face* I wish I was that good when I started, haha xD I’ll echo Joy Caroline, those lines are breathtaking!Elen síla lúmenn' omentielvo
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Thank you, that means a lot! And thanks for the prayer. 🙂
@libby Aw, thank you, girl! 🙂
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This poem is actually one on a whim, but anyway here it is:
In
In the blizzard,
In the night,
In the lone warrior’s desperate flight,
In snow,
In the ice,
In the payment of a price,
In the hating,
In the living,
In the painful forgiving,
In the forest,
In the dark,
In the new known spark,
In the hurting,
In the healing,
In the mixed up, hopeless feeling,
In the terribly sick,
In the forced meek,
In in the strong and in the weak,
In the hope,
In the chance,
And in the bright new dawn,
There is always hope,
Because it’s not the last.
@abigail-m AH! That is BEAUTIFUL! I LOVE it!
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