How many poet's are among us? (page 5)

maybesbabies

I can personally vouch for Maybesbabies' poetry skillz.

I seem to remember that you're pretty wicked with the witty words yourself there Badger! Don't let this man fool you, he can WRITE!!!!!

Mother was always parading
Me around to different men
Hoping that she would find
One to take me off her hands.

Arranging social gatherings
To desensitize me
To a stranger?s interest
So my mother could be free.

Stranger at my house
Checking me out
Hoping to get lucky
And win me for his bride.

We sat around the kitchen
Talking about God and other things
When mother walked in and announced
"It?s time to talk of marriage and wedding rings."

We looked at one another
He shrugged and said "What do you think?"
"OK I guess" I had no choice
We were engaged within a thought.

Mother arranged the date
The place, the cake and all
We found the preacher and the rings
And mother arranged a wedding hall.

In five short weeks she arranged
From beginning to end
I went from seventeen and single
To eighteen and wedded bride.

Within two weeks I knew
What a horrid mistake it was
By letting mother direct my life
She said "my bed was made."

And so I stayed for fifteen years
Of sadness and regret
Never thinking that I had
The option of getting out.

Until the thoughts of death
Were crying to get out
I finally left because I saw
It was the only other way out Copyright 2002: Lee Marsh

Lady Lee

For the Borg

Honor the children

So many children Over so many years Their innocence lost long ago Told to the elders As expected to do Ignored by the two-witness rule. Sent home to abusers Afraid and alone To wait for their God to convict Silence they?re told Is their honor to bear To protect their God from this shame. But the shame that they bear To another belongs The truth is all that they need Let?s hear their sad stories Like we didn?t before Support the abusers no more. Rage and disgust Is what we should feel At the silence and pain that they bore Honor the children And give them support Let?s stop the abuse evermore.

detective

No, you didn't touch a nerve you were speaking about something you assume without having facts,

Sheila,

Is this how respond to everyone who holds a different opinion than you? At least twice in one thread you've responded in this manner. I find it interesting that you don't seem to be able to accept that another may have reached a different conclusion than you without trying to undermine their statements with something to the effect of, "you just don't know what you're talking about".

Have a good day.

imallgrowedup

If I were a poet,

I wouldn't know it!

marriedtodamob

Helpless and hopeless,
every step takes me nowhere,
dancing around and around, Endless so endless
Like a poorly made labyrinth
Ways in yes in but not out... Not out never out
Of a sick senseless pattern,
spinning like dirt devils do, Tired and breathless
Like dust she is settling,
sweat trickling tears to the floor Motherless.. friendless,
She slowly begins to pray,
Father...please show me the way. mobbie (aka Lisa)

nilfun

I'm impressed with the poems here.

Sheila, loved your work too, but don't you think this is a bit harsh?

So detective don't nay say something you don't understand or have the full concept of.

You are coming across as very dismissive of Detective. Invalidating. Why tell Detective to (in effect) shut up just because Detective decided to post about another method of getting stuff published? I don't get this condescending attitude. That's how you come across in this instance anyway.

I look forward to reading all the different perspectives here, even if I don't necessarily agree with them. Getting to know why a person holds an opinion you don't agree with might be a better way to go, instead just telling people "don't say anything you don't understand" (here you are assuming that Detective does not understand, when to me it looks like Detective is simply stating an opinion on how to get stuff published).

Anyhoo. Carry on folks.

SheilaM

Niflun:No, don't find it harsh at all. Detective gave his/her opinion and I gave mine which is based on much research. Also, when someone is giving my friends advice that is not true and outdated I feel the need to respond with the correct information.

Also, Detective was quick to add his/her advice but not contribute to the thread with his/her own work. I guess none of you found that irksome but I sure do.

Mac

SHIP OF BLISS

She's fragile as glass

Tough as nails

Blew me around

Like wind on a sail

Floating in my ship of bliss

in the sea of you.

No direction in mind

No course charted

Pulled anchor, raised sail

Slowly departed

Left my compass, too...

no need to navigate you.

You carressed me like rain

Shook me like thunder

Never thought you'd be

the one to push me under

Washed up on the shore this fool

banished from the depths of you.

I'd drift to you

Keep you safe and warm

How could I ever know

you'd be the eye of the storm?

Captured by those whirpools

swirling in your eyes so blue.

Now, the fog has cleared

This much I've learned from us

love is a bonus...

trust is a must

Life's lessons can be cruel...

Sinking in my ship of bliss...

floating in this sea called you.

Fragile as glass

Tough as nails

Blew me around like wind 'gainst a sail

Carressed me like rain

Shook me like thunder

Never thought you'd be the one to push me under...

Never thought you'd be..

Never thought you'd be...

shamus

Take me beyond love,

Up to something above.

Beyond this bed,

Beyond these sheets,

Take me to a happiness,

Beyond human reason.

Against the grasp of Lust,

Beyond the need for trust,

Beyond the gaze of the sick and the lame,

Beyond the stench of human pain.

By: The The.

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