Prose From The Non-Pros

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Prose From The Non-Pros

Postby Quercus » 01 Aug 05, 8:02 pm

We have some pretty talented writers here on BoF. Some <cough> Maria <cough> are even published and some <cough> thetap <cough> :D should be. However, some of us (and I’m referring primarily to myself here although I suspect there are other who feel the same way) are certainly not professional and perhaps a little mediocre. (I guess that’s up to our audience to decide.)

I hope that this intro isn’t coming off as a total insult. That’s not my intent. I just thought that it might be nice to have a thread where anyone (and I do mean anyone) could feel free to post their poems.

So…feel free!
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Postby Sting » 01 Aug 05, 8:17 pm

This is one for you babe.

Special Someone

You are my special someone, as everyone can see
Being that someone will make me very happy
Someone I can talk to, who will listen to what I have to say
Someone who will give me advice and get me through the day
Someone who can look into my eye’s and tell how I feel
Someone who believes my feelings are real
Someone to share a moment with, when no one else is there
Someone who will stand by my side and genuinely care
Someone I can walk with down the street
And hold hands with and tell me I’m sweet
This is what I need to get me through life
That special someone is Quercus my wife
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Postby Quercus » 01 Aug 05, 8:29 pm

Awww, that's so sweet! :oops: Thanks, Babe. Here's one for you, except I wrote it a while back.

FORGET THE WIND
4/16/73

windy days
i’m here - you’re there
trees wildly swaying back and forth
my door rattles in morse code
it keeps signaling me not to stare at the blank walls
or dream as i look at happy pictures of us
together
apart
we’re apart now-----i miss you
i miss us
the wind is so strong today-------wish it would leave me alone
and stop whistling those lonely tunes
the last time we were together it was so nice
it’s hard to believe that i could ever get tired of being
with you
even as many times as the wind has blown through my window
and whipped your picture from my hand
i just pick it back up and start gazing at it again
i’m going to hold on to you tightly
nothing will ever make me let go of you again
i think I’ll close the window
and forget about the wind
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Postby Maria » 01 Aug 05, 8:48 pm

I stay awake just to see you sleep,
I conform myself closer to ascertain
The rhythms of your heart
As nightfall encircles the evening.
And as you begin to suspire a dream,
I huddle my wings and fly away with you,
Into a land where we encounter each eventide.
We settle at the edge of the moon,
Overlooking the emerald sea,
Splurging against shore and
Waking every living creature nearby.
We whirl through thin air,
Becoming one with the sky
As we tip-toe between each alluring star,
Etching our names as we go by.
We finally attain an enchanting wave,
Rushing along the ocean’s surface
As we sail along,
Washing away our thoughts
Within the misty blue,
We approach closer to the rising
Of the golden celestial,
Inevitably showering her beauty
Upon the lustrous waters,
Soothing us on a vivid wave,
Sailing away ...
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Postby Maria » 01 Aug 05, 8:50 pm

Mystical seraph, onyx night,
Fill all the sea of sky with stars.
Bestow their sparkling diamond right;
Paint brightened gems of heirloom czars.
Kiss luminescence bon-voyage,
Now heaven’s masterpiece collage.

Luna’s keeper of cobalt blue,
Part sizzling waves in sultry song.
Enthralled with charms anew,
Dazzling dynasty trails in throng.
In swirls, you spiral celestial bliss;
Cerulean life fills your abyss.

Deep majesty of sapphire swells,
Whose azure heart delivers light,
From ebb and flow, cascading dwells;
In cosmic voids, your flames ignite.
Silk lullabies of indigo,
This sea of stars is your château.
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Postby Stace » 02 Aug 05, 5:24 am

i wish i cud write, im so bad at it, and you guys are really good

I'll stick to designing and make pretty looking things instead of wonderful sounding ones :mrgreen:
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Postby thetap » 02 Aug 05, 8:37 am

Very nice work, you guys!

Sting, Quercus, and Maria; you've all written beautiful poems here (not that I'm anyone to judge, but they got through my sloppy head, and I like them).

I recall a little while ago Sting professing to me that he couldn't write as well as he wanted to. Hmmm... with a bit of confidence, some of you might be dangerous... ;)
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Postby Quercus » 02 Aug 05, 7:02 pm

Thanks thetap, but I don't see how any of us could ever hold a candle to your Housemates poem. :oops:
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Postby Quercus » 02 Aug 05, 8:15 pm

Not all of my poems are about love, some of them are ....well....different. :?

I wrote this one when I was (you guessed it) bored and lonely.


MORNING’S GRIEF

Morning’s dawning,
proudly showing off the brand new day that comes.
I’m still praying,
begging,
pleading
“Take away that awful hum!”
Brother Boredom, Sister Lonely hum a tune I’ve heard before.
first the humming starts off softly
but develops to a roar!
“Can’t you see how much I hate you?
Won’t you go away?” I plead
They just hum and smile wryly
As my soul begins to bleed
I sit crying---
slowly dying
as the leeches pierce my skin
Sucking out ideas,
ambitions
all the worth I hold within.
Brother Boredom, Sister Lonely I’m addicted to your way
for I’ve suffered much too long upon this cold and endless day.
And as night comes creeping
slowly
with the promise of relief
Brother Boredom, Sister Lonely
wait to bring me morning’s grief…
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Postby Maria » 02 Aug 05, 8:19 pm

Q, that was a great one. I like it a lot. Thanks for the compliments guys. :lol:
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Postby Quercus » 02 Aug 05, 8:25 pm

Thanks!

Which reminds me, Maria. The imagery that you create in your last poem is great! It reminds me of stargazing which is something that Sting and I love to do. Especially when we're camping. :mrgreen:

We're going camping! We're going camping! We're going camping! We're going camping! :mrgreen:
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Postby mid_nite_poet » 03 Aug 05, 4:21 am

:thumb: they are all great poems. I like your style of writing and the way the imagination takes over when you read the poems.
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Postby Quercus » 17 Aug 05, 6:53 pm

WHY ME

randomly chosen from a million people
my glass jaw slammed to the floor and shattered
leaving me speechless

i sat for long hours
trying to comprehend what had taken place
until finally
in desperation
i uttered two words

two words
directed to the almighty god himself
not as a question
but rather as a plea
it echoed through the centuries
before me
and after
but no one ever stopped long enough
to hear what the answer might be..........

so shall I parade the streets in protest
of what cannot be changed or understood?
or should I carry on ignoring my situation?

these are the two choices others have been given
but shouldn’t I be treated differently?
after all i’m one in a million!



or am I just one of a million?
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Postby mid_nite_poet » 17 Aug 05, 7:02 pm

Did you write that Q? It's great...Image
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Postby Sting » 17 Aug 05, 8:32 pm

Here is one I came up with while at work.

Old

Days go by so fast,
They say youth will not last.
White hair, wrinkles and maybe a creaky bone,
Are the features no one wants to own.
We drive slower and its harder to make left turns,
We try to make dinner, but forgot, then it burns.
We try to stay regular and all the while,
choking down All Bran then try to smile.
We wear clothes to cover our skin,
So no one can see our age spots within.
We take longer naps and dream of the days,
When life was easier in so many ways.
While warming our bones in the noon day sun,
We think of days when we were young.
But being old is not so wrong,
When you share life with the one you belong.
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Postby mid_nite_poet » 18 Aug 05, 5:15 am

great poem sting.

it's so true. we are only as old as we feel though ;) can't stop the years climbing up, but we can still think and act young. this morning I feel like a 20 year old. Oh wait that was only a dream. :P
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Postby Sting » 18 Aug 05, 10:49 am

mid_nite_poet wrote: this morning I feel like a 20 year old.


It's been years since I got to feel a 20 year old. :(
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Postby Country Boy » 18 Aug 05, 1:44 pm

As my grandfather used to say " getting old is no fun but given the alternative he'd rather be old"
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Postby Stace » 18 Aug 05, 2:13 pm

Sting wrote:
mid_nite_poet wrote: this morning I feel like a 20 year old.


It's been years since I got to feel a 20 year old. :(


will a 21 year old do ;)
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Postby Sting » 18 Aug 05, 3:51 pm

:lmao: Oh Stace, I just don't know about you. :mrgreen:

Sure a 21 year old would do just fine. ;) But you would have to find Q someone young to feel. She's funny that way. :D
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Postby Stace » 18 Aug 05, 4:06 pm

:lol: sorry I just had to say it!

I'm sure I can find Q a 21 year old guy to feel ;)
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Postby Sting » 18 Aug 05, 8:29 pm

Stace wrote:I'm sure I can find Q a 21 year old guy to feel ;)


Just make sure he has gotten a good night rest and that he is ready for a "Quercus work out".
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Postby Quercus » 18 Aug 05, 9:30 pm

:twisted:
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Postby Stace » 19 Aug 05, 6:19 am

Sting wrote:
Stace wrote:I'm sure I can find Q a 21 year old guy to feel ;)


Just make sure he has gotten a good night rest and that he is ready for a "Quercus work out".


I'll keep a few in reserve just incase they can't keep up ;)
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