Poetry

[Adena]

Bitter Sherbet

Take your seat
With the connoisseurs
In front of the voluminous platter of life

Sit at the table
With a mug of light
Grin your way through the feast

Tickle your tastebuds
With all that is there
Ah...
Bitter sherbet.

[Adena]

It's a fine day
Go out at last
Not burdened by hate - nor all that has past

My open smile
Will give you strength
To keep on walking - but never forget.

[Al Truest]

Oct 13, 2009 3:45:55 GMT Adena said:

It's a fine day
Go out at last
Unburdened by your hate - nor all that has past

My open smile
Will give you strength
To keep on walking - but never forget.

You know why I like this.

[Adena]

Oct 13, 2009 10:31:46 GMT Al Truest said:

Oct 13, 2009 3:45:55 GMT Adena said:

It's a fine day
Go out at last
Unburdened by your hate - nor all that has past

My open smile
Will give you strength
To keep on walking - but never forget.

You know why I like this.

Thanks. I thought you might.

[Adena]

Memories

leap out from the shadows
yell 'BOO' with all their might
I can't get them to go away
on these dark, cold nights

[Adena]

Escape

Now that it's over
you can't stand up
Cold and silent
but you still breathe
The pain is past
now you are here
what will be
must be.
~a. fern. p

[Adena]

Dear Mum

I know why you did it
I know what you thought
I really don't care
Just how good the life was
You though you were invincible
After all this time
I have just one question
For my peace of mind
Was it a child for each partner?
A memory of love?
Or a man for each child
To spread out your genes?
Was it all just charades?
Or the way that it seemed?

[Adena]

Within

Inside this construct
of hate and fear
hope does not exist
there is only strength
determination to fight
to grab at shadows
overcoming pain?
or fighting sanity?

[Adena]

Opulence, splendour, delusions of grandeur
Thoughts of a separate form taking root in his mind
Many buds of unseen flowers called to re-reference
In this biblical library of the humankind.

[Adena]

Skating on ice
it's all I see
a frozen lake
of all that's past
a lake of years
of misery
skating on thoughts
of what to do
empower myself
for liberty?
skating towards
the citadel
of life before
this frozen hell.

[Barry SR Gowing]

Oct 15, 2009 3:02:19 GMT Adena said:

Skating on ice
it's all I see
a frozen lake
of all that's past
a lake of years
of misery
skating on thoughts
of what to do
empower myself
for liberty?
skating towards
the citadel
of life before
this frozen hell.

Ooooh, yes. That is a good one, Adena. I hope you're not as depressed as the poem makes you sound, but it is an excellent piece.

I also love the opening line of the previous poem:

Opulence, splendour, delusions of grandeur

that has a great flow. Also "Bitter Sherbet" is very good. I am prone to understatement, so if I say something is good then you'd better believe it's good!

--Paul--

[Adena]

Oct 15, 2009 9:41:51 GMT Barry SR Gowing said:

Oct 15, 2009 3:02:19 GMT Adena said:

Skating on ice
it's all I see
a frozen lake
of all that's past
a lake of years
of misery
skating on thoughts
of what to do
empower myself
for liberty?
skating towards
the citadel
of life before
this frozen hell.

Ooooh, yes. That is a good one, Adena. I hope you're not as depressed as the poem makes you sound, but it is an excellent piece.

Oh all of my writing is really morbid and depressing. And thanks.

I also love the opening line of the previous poem:

Opulence, splendour, delusions of grandeur

that has a great flow.

I was just writing down things which sounded giant and elegant... ;D

Also "Bitter Sherbet" is very good. I am prone to understatement, so if I say something is good then you'd better believe it's good!

--Paul--

Thanks.

[Adena]

Sweet honey
Dear baby
Come closer to me
Your touch is an ocean
Of tiny calm
Your cry is a quagmire
Of unlived life
Your smile is a sea
In which I'm lost
You have my love
I have your trust.

[Barry SR Gowing]

Oct 15, 2009 12:16:05 GMT Adena said:

Sweet honey
Dear baby
Come closer to me
Your touch is an ocean
Of tiny calm
Your cry is a quagmire
Of baby life
Your smile is a sea
In which I'm lost
You, at least
Love me.

I very much like the "lover as an ocean" metaphor.

I'd have used "newborn" rather than "baby" in line 6, but maybe that's just me.

--Paul--

[Adena]

Oct 15, 2009 21:35:48 GMT Barry SR Gowing said:

Oct 15, 2009 12:16:05 GMT Adena said:

Sweet honey
Dear baby
Come closer to me
Your touch is an ocean
Of tiny calm
Your cry is a quagmire
Of baby life
Your smile is a sea
In which I'm lost
You, at least
Love me.

I very much like the "lover as an ocean" metaphor.

I'd have used "newborn" rather than "baby" in line 6, but maybe that's just me.

--Paul--

Ah, but it's not a lover. It is actually a baby. No hidden metaphors there. And I'm not done with it yet, I just had to get the idea down before I lost it.