' Live-Poets Society ' – A Corner For Poetry

[Emi GS]

Here are my offerings for NaPoWriMo-2016. I can't publish everyday. So are these continuous chapters coming for every 12hours. Enjoy reading...

 

https://www.gayauthors.org/story/the-eminent-mgk/napowrimo-2016_MGK

[Mikiesboy]

Day 12

 

I lay and look at the floating clouds, whiter than any snow

And I dream of you holding me, oh you love me, yes I know

As I walk along in the crowd, never am I alone

The rain clouds of my life now gone, the sun is lemon yellow

 

 

Day 13

 

 

My mother came to visit

Silently in a dream

She came to offer comfort

It was a sad time for me

 

Sometimes I want her back

So young was she taken

She fought very hard

But still the cancer beat her

 

I think about the message

Hidden in her smile

I know she was telling me

For all there is a season.

[Aditus]

Here is week two of NaPoWriMo.

[Parker Owens]

@Tim: this is a wonderful pair of poems.  I love each of them; the April 12 just has me wanting to dance and sing, while the April 13 sends me into introspection. I begin looking for meaning in the world again. Thanks for these!

@Adi...I am about to read these! So many poems to read!

[Parker Owens]

So this is today's NaPoWriMo offering. The prompt was to use a poetry anthology title as the starting point. I'm not entirely happy with it, as it has a funky rhythm I' m not used to. It's also a lot darker than I originally intended, but this poem refused to go in the direction I'd hoped. Anyone who can suggest edits to improve it is more than welcome to do so...

 

 

APRIL 14

 

Out in the marsh reeds, winter thinking snow;

sitting in a duck blind as the waters flow,

thinking lonely thoughts while the frigid breezes blow;

where did the soft, kind summer mornings go?

 

Out in the marsh reeds, decoys on the lake,

thinking how you're gone, my heart begins to break.

Fleeing from the bed, where sleepless I awake,

why am I hunting helpless duck and drake?

 

Out in the marsh reeds, under leaden sky,

hearing now the flocks come, overhead they fly,

Raising now the shotguns, muzzles lifted high;

I cannot do this, cowering, I cry.

 

Out in the marsh reeds, none will hear me fire.

Barrel pointed inwards, conscience screaming, 'liar!'

Pushing trigger gently, I'd land in the mire.

Who would retrieve me, light my funeral pyre?

 

Out in the marsh reeds, sitting cold and numb;

weeping that I've lost you, feeling overcome

momentary madness, almost I succumb;

Now empty moments' endlessness I plumb.

[dughlas]

So this is today's NaPoWriMo offering. The prompt was to use a poetry anthology title as the starting point. I'm not entirely happy with it, as it has a funky rhythm I' m not used to. It's also a lot darker than I originally intended, but this poem refused to go in the direction I'd hoped. Anyone who can suggest edits to improve it is more than welcome to do so...

 

 

APRIL 14

 

Out in the marsh reeds, winter thinking snow;

sitting in a duck blind as the waters flow,

thinking lonely thoughts while the frigid breezes blow;

where did the soft, kind summer mornings go?

 

Out in the marsh reeds, decoys on the lake,

thinking how you're gone, my heart begins to break.

Fleeing from the bed, where sleepless I awake,

why am I hunting helpless duck and drake?

 

Out in the marsh reeds, under leaden sky,

hearing now the flocks come, overhead they fly,

Raising now the shotguns, muzzles lifted high;

I cannot do this, cowering, I cry.

 

Out in the marsh reeds, none will hear me fire.

Barrel pointed inwards, conscience screaming, 'liar!'

Pushing trigger gently, I'd land in the mire.

Who would retrieve me, light my funeral pyre?

 

Out in the marsh reeds, sitting cold and numb;

weeping that I've lost you, feeling overcome

momentary madness, almost I succumb;

Now empty moments' endlessness I plumb.

Personally I would leave it just as it is ... it spoke to me. Perhaps because I am so very alone in my current headspace. A bit of a lingering winter of discontent.

[dughlas]

I am currently without likes but tim and Parker your offerings deserve them.

 

tim, there are no clouds in the sky here just intensely bright sun and a gentle breeze and yet ... I long for your sky and the dreams of a warm embrace. Dammit, I am so lonely.

I wish you the gentle whisper of your mother's love. I spent the last few weeks with mine but now I am home and miss her.

 

You and Parker have both found me with your words today. While they cause me longing I thank you both. Namaste.

[Former Member]

Here are my offerings for NaPoWriMo-2016. I can't publish everyday. So are these continuous chapters coming for every 12hours. Enjoy reading...

 

https://www.gayauthors.org/story/the-eminent-mgk/napowrimo-2016_MGK

Thanks, Emi. I'm liking them so far

[Former Member]

Day 12

 

I lay and look at the floating clouds, whiter than any snow

And I dream of you holding me, oh you love me, yes I know

As I walk along in the crowd, never am I alone

The rain clouds of my life now gone, the sun is lemon yellow

 

 

Day 13

 

 

My mother came to visit

Silently in a dream

She came to offer comfort

It was a sad time for me

 

Sometimes I want her back

So young was she taken

She fought very hard

But still the cancer beat her

 

I think about the message

Hidden in her smile

I know she was telling me

For all there is a season.

Day 12, the play of 'clouds' and 'crowd' is so intriguing; almost like a double worm's eye/bird's eye view. And lemon yellow sun is brilliant. Love it!

 

Day 13, so touching. Yes, I believe in a reason, and that 'they' can help 'us' when we need them most.

 

Beautiful pair of poems!   

[Former Member]

Here is week two of NaPoWriMo.

I like XIV the best.

 

Can't wait to see where you go with this week's offering.  

Edited April 14, 2016 by AC Benus

[Former Member]

Personally I would leave it just as it is ... it spoke to me. Perhaps because I am so very alone in my current headspace. A bit of a lingering winter of discontent.

I agree with Dugh. I don't think a thing needs to be changed. You paint a vivid scene, and the analogy of just doing routine as avoidance is brilliant and effective metaphor, imo. Well done, shivers and all!   

 

And Dugh, I'm sorry your winter is lingering on apace; been there too. Please feel better.

I am currently without likes but tim and Parker your offerings deserve them.

 

tim, there are no clouds in the sky here just intensely bright sun and a gentle breeze and yet ... I long for your sky and the dreams of a warm embrace. Dammit, I am so lonely.

I wish you the gentle whisper of your mother's love. I spent the last few weeks with mine but now I am home and miss her.

 

You and Parker have both found me with your words today. While they cause me longing I thank you both. Namaste.

<3 <3 <3

[Parker Owens]

Today's offering...perhaps a little lighter?

 

APRIL 15

 

The trouble with my mirror's that

it always makes me look too fat.

 

Reflecting on my own behind,

the mirror is just too unkind.

It does no justice to my face,

my dear, I look so commonplace!

 

Another of its gross misdeeds,

it thinks my hairline now recedes.

The mirror says it's being fair,

that it just shows me what is there;

 

but I don't see its honesty, 

describing me immodestly

as being shaped just like a pear!

It's going to drive me to despair.

 

Oh, mirror can't you just one day

forget the physics to obey?

I don't need gorgeous, grand or cute,

I need to look good in this suit.

[Aditus]

Lighter indeed, and maybe a tad cute. 

[dughlas]

I've a mirror of that sort too.

[Mikiesboy]

day 16

 

To the best dog ever

 

Huddled, I sit in my chair

Crying alone

My head aches and I’m hurting

Just so tired

 

We are on death watch

How much longer?

It’s so hard to die, to let go

A friend told me

 

My sweet puppy dog

God I love you

I don’t want to say goodbye

To prove my love—I must

 

I leak pain from my eyes

And my mouth

My heart keens for you

As you leave me for the last time.

[Valkyrie]

day 16

 

To the best dog ever

 

Huddled, I sit in my chair

Crying alone

My head aches and I’m hurting

Just so tired

 

We are on death watch

How much longer?

It’s so hard to die, to let go

A friend told me

 

My sweet puppy dog

God I love you

I don’t want to say goodbye

To prove my love—I must

 

I leak pain from my eyes

And my mouth

My heart keens for you

As you leave me for the last time.

         

[Puppilull]

Tim... So sad for you...

[dughlas]

day 16

 

To the best dog ever

 

Huddled, I sit in my chair

Crying alone

My head aches and I’m hurting

Just so tired

 

We are on death watch

How much longer?

It’s so hard to die, to let go

A friend told me

 

My sweet puppy dog

God I love you

I don’t want to say goodbye

To prove my love—I must

 

I leak pain from my eyes

And my mouth

My heart keens for you

As you leave me for the last time.

tim, I "liked" this because it deserves the recognition but I'm very sorry that you and Mike and Riley are at this place. My love to you all.

[Defiance19]

day 16

 

To the best dog ever

 

Huddled, I sit in my chair

Crying alone

My head aches and I’m hurting

Just so tired

 

We are on death watch

How much longer?

It’s so hard to die, to let go

A friend told me

 

My sweet puppy dog

God I love you

I don’t want to say goodbye

To prove my love—I must

 

I leak pain from my eyes

And my mouth

My heart keens for you

As you leave me for the last time.

 

So sorry tim... You have all my love you need.. 

[Parker Owens]

day 16

 

To the best dog ever

 

Huddled, I sit in my chair

Crying alone

My head aches and I’m hurting

Just so tired

 

We are on death watch

How much longer?

It’s so hard to die, to let go

A friend told me

 

My sweet puppy dog

God I love you

I don’t want to say goodbye

To prove my love—I must

 

I leak pain from my eyes

And my mouth

My heart keens for you

As you leave me for the last time.

 

I grieve with you from afar. I am so very sorry. 

[Former Member]

day 16

 

To the best dog ever

 

Huddled, I sit in my chair

Crying alone

My head aches and I’m hurting

Just so tired

 

We are on death watch

How much longer?

It’s so hard to die, to let go

A friend told me

 

My sweet puppy dog

God I love you

I don’t want to say goodbye

To prove my love—I must

 

I leak pain from my eyes

And my mouth

My heart keens for you

As you leave me for the last time.

I remember hearing a quote from a wise man on the radio once. It was something like:

 

"We give them our spare food,

and our spare room, and our spare time,

and in return

they give us their all."

 

Sorry for you and your family's loss, Tim.

[Mikiesboy]

         

 

Tim... So sad for you...

 

tim, I "liked" this because it deserves the recognition but I'm very sorry that you and Mike and Riley are at this place. My love to you all.

 

So sorry tim... You have all my love you need.. 

 

I grieve with you from afar. I am so very sorry. 

 

I remember hearing a quote from a wise man on the radio once. It was something like:

 

"We give them our spare food,

and our spare room, and our spare time,

and in return

they give us their all."

 

Sorry for you and your family's loss, Tim.

Thank you all. We're doing okay.. just missing someone that should be home.. and a bunch of little things he did.  AC that is so true, they do give us everything and make us better than we really are. 

 

Thank you all.. love you all

 

tim  xo

[Headstall]

day 16

 

To the best dog ever

 

Huddled, I sit in my chair

Crying alone

My head aches and I’m hurting

Just so tired

 

We are on death watch

How much longer?

It’s so hard to die, to let go

A friend told me

 

My sweet puppy dog

God I love you

I don’t want to say goodbye

To prove my love—I must

 

I leak pain from my eyes

And my mouth

My heart keens for you

As you leave me for the last time.

Heartbreaking... I'm with you, tim xoxoxo

[Aditus]

Two weeks ago I asked around for people who wanted to write a Renga Poem with me.

 

Valkyrie, Aditus, Mikiesboy and Puppilull  proudly present VAMP's first poem:

 

The bright lights flashing
Obscure the closeness we seek
And leave us blinded

So many words unspoken
Our love in pieces—broken

Words ever whispered
in the dark are seared deeply
into memory.

Haunting echoes of past crimes,

memories of happy times.

 

Can we open eyes

Gone blind with past transgressions,

Reforming the whole?

 

Focusing on what we shared 

See each other with souls bared.

 

Please let's try again

Our love is worth fighting for—

Two souls meant to be

 

Merging those halves of a whole

And twining our shattered soul 

[Mikiesboy]

Two weeks ago I asked around for people who wanted to write a Renga Poem with me.

 

Valkyrie, Aditus, Mikiesboy and Puppilull  proudly present VAMP's first poem:

 

The bright lights flashing

Obscure the closeness we seek

And leave us blinded

 

So many words unspoken

Our love in pieces—broken

 

Words ever whispered

in the dark are seared deeply

into memory.

 

Haunting echoes of past crimes,

memories of happy times.

 

Can we open eyes

Gone blind with past transgressions,

Reforming the whole?

 

Focusing on what we shared 

See each other with souls bared.

 

Please let's try again

Our love is worth fighting for—

Two souls meant to be

 

Merging those halves of a whole

And twining our shattered soul 

Love it Adi.. I am outta likes but I will be back with one.