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Re: Posting poems
from McEltic on 03/05/2018 01:35 PMJust checking to see how the reply works
Okay... this way each poem posted under the heading of ‘Poetry’ will be a separate post for that poem with a spot for replies to that poem
Posting poems
from McEltic on 03/05/2018 01:34 PMOnce I surf thru your pages to the board called ‘Greetings to new members’ thats Where I finally find a spot where there is a button for new posts. So either change the name of that forum to ‘Poetry’ or create a new forum called ‘Poetry’ under the ‘Discussion Boards’ heading to give members a place to post poetry.
Re: Post writing on the boards!
from IronHorseman on 11/21/2017 12:40 AMLike you, I am not seeing any activity and am wondering if I just haven't figured this out yet!
Re: Post writing on the boards!
from joy-us on 11/19/2017 03:19 AMThanks for the welcome. Could visitor/members leave a topic to chat over whenever he or she logs in.. might encourage people to communicate? Or am i missing something.. happen?!
Re: MEMOIRS
from IronHorseman on 11/17/2017 12:33 AMA very nice piece, Carol. Poignant, emotive and well written. You are absolutely right - a life without memories would be pure hell!
MEMOIRS
from CashesKing on 11/11/2017 12:06 AMForgotten memories
No longer leave scars
Just as a dead ember
No longer chars
Forgotten memories
All pictures gone
The mind a blank canvas
Where nothing is drawn
Forgotten memories
No lyric, no songs
No recollections
Of loves or done-wrongs
Forgotten memories
All colors now grays
Moving through life
With unfocused gaze
Forgotten memories
No scent recollection
Can't smell the roses
On this path, vague direction
Forgotten memories
Sense of touch gone numb
Can't tell silk from sandpaper
Just an unsettling hum...
So.....
As you moan and you weep
Wailing, fists raised to the sky
Take this pain! It's too much!
Please! Just want to die!
Memories not forgotten
Bear witness to life
No memory is all darkness
Even one heavy with strife
Memories not forgotten
All senses complete
Even funerals have flowers
Bright colors scented sweet
Memories not forgotten
Evidenced by scars
Both within and without
They write our memoirs.
Not to step to deep, but .......
from SheerTerror on 11/10/2017 08:29 AMa Bait and a Switch a Bake off to the Wizard
a slow beat a bait and a switch
this makes up our politics
media keeps us stand still for the pitch
governed like a game of musical seats
standing for the rhythm waiting for the beat
the constant serenade for a narrator's repeat
play it safe if you lose you leave
their cunning, elusive, a step and a weave
oh .....
....... compromise lost his place
violence and rage is now setting the pace
daring and dodging in child's place
we patiently wait for the next disgrace
always alongside us curved in display
undesired, entwined the clever betray
begging the best of your attention
resembling the tinman gone astray
sold the ruby slippers five times on ebay
this pal got pay
The Bloody Soil
from SheerTerror on 11/10/2017 06:06 AMancient keeper of the gallows
a haven stretched grand over years
shield a brawling bloodline
limb to limb and hand to hand
these kinsman make a heroic stand
honor scars this line of guards
brother's in Arms
boys will always follow men
stepping in the footsteps of the bold
repeated in tales by the dead and the old
long past the fork in the road
not silver, not gold
a boys only riches are the promise of home
death's rattle leads the march
one step closer to war
one step tramples fear
with the bravery found from the heart of a warrior
angels ready their tear
with a desperate overreach
soldier's come undone ripping at the leaves
nothing is bloodier than a man fighting for life
clawing at the tree's
a worthy enemy allows no retreat
desperate to be free
arrows roar striking with wind
this sound brings silence to their screams
praying for grace on their knees
for these boys now broken toys
fallen underneath a wooden throne
the bloody soil is free
regardless of the headstone
they will find no peace
stacked with butchered hearts and bodies of braided bone
the lifeless soldier is tossed with the dead
to lay in the perfect tomb
red dirt blankets the seed to a verdant bloom
Post writing on the boards!
from Silente on 11/07/2017 10:19 PMTitle says it all... If you want a more personal post, use the "GuestBook" located on your profile