I wonder

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  1. skylineaddict

    skylineaddict Sleep Deprived Ant

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    Okay, so I decided to write some poetry. I've always been a terrible poet, but I just felt like I should share. Hopefully I'm a little better than mediocre.

    I wonder,
    Harder than I should,
    Longer than I can afford.

    I wonder,
    When I see that cute girl,
    The cute girl sitting in the corner,
    Thumbing the edge of the page of her book,
    As though she is afraid,
    Afraid that the unread pages feel lonely
    Without her green eyes gazing at them.
    She bites her lower lip,
    And with her free hand,
    She brushes her short, brown hair behind her ears.

    I wonder,
    Has she wondered this way about a boy?
    Has she been entranced by mystery,
    And felt amazed at the beauty of the unknown soul?

    Then I wonder,
    Has anyone wondered about me?
    About why I sit quietly,
    Thumbing the unread pages of my book.
     
  2. Calliers

    Calliers Just got off the hedonic treadmill... Staff Member

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    Sooooo, is the girl in your story white? :p

    I kid, I kid, very nice poem, a bit sad but nice. :)
     
  3. Falstaff

    Falstaff Old Codger

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    Its like urban Haiku. very good dude.
     
  4. skylineaddict

    skylineaddict Sleep Deprived Ant

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    Yeah, I wasn't in the best mood when I wrote it. And thanks Fal! even though I have no idea what Urban Haiku is :p
     
  5. Falstaff

    Falstaff Old Codger

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    Here are just a few famous ones Sky, your poem reminds me of a few stanzas.

    Basho Matsuo

    Here are three examples of the haiku of Basho Matsuo, the first great poet of haiku in the 1600s:

    An old silent pond...

    A frog jumps into the pond,

    splash! Silence again.



    Autumn moonlight

    a worm digs silently

    into the chestnut.



    Lightning flash

    what I thought were faces

    are plumes of pampas grass.



    Yosa Buson

    Three examples of the haiku of Yosa Buson from the late 1700s are offered here:

    A summer river being crossed

    how pleasing

    with sandals in my hands!



    Light of the moon

    Moves west, flowers' shadows

    Creep eastward.



    In the moonlight,

    The color and scent of the wisteria

    Seems far away.

    Kobayaski Issa

    Here are three haiku from Kobayashi Issa, a haiku master poet from the late 1700s and early 1800s:

    O snail

    Climb Mount Fuji,

    But slowly, slowly!



    Trusting the Buddha, good and bad,

    I bid farewell

    To the departing year.



    Everything I touch

    with tenderness, alas,

    pricks like a bramble.

    Natsume Soseki

    Natsume Soseki lived from 1867 - 1916. He was a novelist and master of the haiku. Here are a couple of examples of his poems:

    Over the wintry

    forest, winds howl in rage

    with no leaves to blow.



    The crow has flown away:

    swaying in the evening sun,

    a leafless tree.

    Recent Poems

    Following are some recent examples of haiku poems:

    In the coolness

    of the empty sixth-month sky...

    the cuckoos cry. - Masaoka Shiki



    Whitecaps on the bay:

    A broken signboard banging

    In the April wind. - Richard Wright



    Lily:

    out of the water

    out of itself - Nick Virgilio



    ground squirrel

    balancing its tomato

    on the garden fence - Don Eulert



    As the wind does blow

    Across the trees, I see the

    Buds blooming in May



    I walk across sand

    And find myself blistering

    In the hot, hot heat



    Falling to the ground,

    I watch a leaf settle down

    In a bed of brown.



    Its cold and I wait

    For someone to shelter me

    And take me from here.



    I hear crackling

    Crunch, of todays new found day

    And know it wont last



    Falling to the ground,

    I watch a leaf settle down

    In a bed of brown.



    A cricket disturbed

    the sleeping child; on the porch

    a man smoked and smiled.



    I'm turning over

    look out and give me room there

    you cricket, you.
     
  6. Nicu Balmus

    Nicu Balmus Сказочный долбоёб

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    That's a beautiful poem ! I like it very much !

    Because I won't create a new thread for my poem, I will share it here. I had written this poem when I was a little high :D The poem was translated from Romanian language. It doesn't have rhyme because this is the way I wanted.

    Easy addiction

    Crawling brick on the wall
    Black-black, like snow
    So let it flow, let it flow
    The fly is a helicopter too
    Without gearbox

    On the table is a glass
    And in the glass - a cockroach
    He waved me with his arm
    We are not afraid of the gray wolf
    I'm hiding in the closet

    I walk on the wall
    I removed all screws from it
    I understand that I'm fucked up
    And continuing to compose
    Freaky lyrics.
     
    Last edited: Mar 10, 2013

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