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Tishala
Member

08-01-2000

Wednesday, July 21, 2004 - 6:27 pm   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
Gretel in Darkness

Louise Gluck

This is the world we wanted. All who would have seen us dead
Are dead. I hear the witch's cry
Break in the moonlight through a sheet of sugar: God rewards.
Her tongue shrivels into gas....

Now, far from women's arms
And memory of women, in our father's hut
We sleep, are never hungry.
Why do I not forget?
My father bars the door, bars harm
From this house, and it is years.

No one remembers. Even you, my brother.
Summer afternoons you look at me as though you meant
To leave, as though it never happened. But I killed for you.
I see armed firs, the spires of that gleaming kiln come back, come back--

Nights I turn to you to hold me but you are not there.
Am I alone? Spies
Hiss in the stillness, Hansel we are there still, and it is real, real,
That black forest, and the fire in earnest.


Landi
Member

07-29-2002

Wednesday, July 21, 2004 - 6:27 pm   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
Someone by Landi

I want someone
I can laugh with,
Someone I can cry to,
Someone to run on the beach with
Who'll lift me up and swing me in circles
Until we both fall dizzy and laughing
Like children
In the warm, cream-colored sand,
I want someone to read my poetry,
To share a chocolate sundae with
On a lazy summer day,
Someone to splash in the tide with,
Someone to pick flowers for
And kick through the dry autumn leaves with,
Someone to run through the puddles with
After the rain.
I want someone
Whose birthday I can memorize
Someone I can teach to make french fries,
Someone to brush back the lock of hair
That constantly falls in my eyes.
I want someone
I can lie in the cool green grass with,
Someone who can see the same colors I do
When he looks at a sunset.
Someone to notice
The new shirt I'm wearing,
Someone to surprise me
With a smile when mine is tired,
Someone to nudge me awake
When the commercial is over.
I want someone
To feel all the things I'm feeling
Simply because I'm feeling them.

i wrote this in 1985


Gidget
Member

07-28-2002

Wednesday, July 21, 2004 - 6:29 pm   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
That is so beautiful Landi... sniff

Cindori
Member

07-25-2003

Wednesday, July 21, 2004 - 6:35 pm   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
Landi, that is beautiful. I like it. Do you still write?

Tish, I don't think I've ever read Louise Gluck . . she's great with imagery! Thank you for posting that!

Cassie
Member

07-15-2000

Wednesday, July 21, 2004 - 6:57 pm   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
Advice To My Son

Peter Meinke(My First real Poetry Professor)

The trick is, to live your days
as if each one may be your last
(for they go fast, and young men lose their lives
in strange and unimaginable ways)
but at the same time, plan long range
(for they go slow; if you survive
the shattered windshield and the bursting shell
you will arrive
at our approximation here below
of heaven or hell).

To be specific, between the peony and the rose
plant squash and spinach, turnips and tomatoes;
beauty is nectar
and nectar, in a desert, saves--
but the stomach craves stronger sustaenance
than the honied vine.

Therefore, marry a pretty girl
after seeing her mother;
Show your soul to one man,
work with another;
and always serve bread with your wine.

But son,
always serve wine.



Landi
Member

07-29-2002

Wednesday, July 21, 2004 - 7:28 pm   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
thank you everyone. i still write. but "someone" is my favorite. i'll post more.

Cassie
Member

07-15-2000

Wednesday, July 21, 2004 - 7:48 pm   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
Did you ever find your someone, Landi? I hope you did :-)

Texannie
Member

07-16-2001

Thursday, July 22, 2004 - 8:30 am   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
I love all these!!!!

I posted this on another thread, but my 14 year old son wrote this last year in LA.

When We Turn Off the Light

Small as a walnut,
Big as a giant,
We’re all the same size
When we turn off the light.

Rich as a monarch,
Poor as a small mite,
We’re all worth the same
When we turn off the light.

Smart as a genius,
Dumb as a termite,
We’re all just as bright
When we turn off the light.

Green, blue, or orange,
Yellow, black, and white,
We’re all the same color
When we turn off the light.

So maybe the way
To make everything right,
Is for God to reach out
And turn off the light.




Landi
Member

07-29-2002

Thursday, July 22, 2004 - 9:24 am   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
notes to "someone": i wrote "someone" in 1985. at the time, i was seeing a guy for about 6 months, but i knew he wasn't the one. two years later i met my now-husband. i have been married to chuck (my "someone")for 16 years. he is my "someone".

he always remembers to come wake me up in the middle of the night, when the first rain starts, so that we can go slow dance in it to "are the stars out tonight, i don't know if it's cloudy or bright, but i only have eyes for you...". he always holds me when i wake up with a nightmare. he always remembers that i like black licorice and olives and pistachios, and if he sees them, buys them for a surprise. he has always been there for me.


Zules
Member

08-21-2000

Thursday, July 22, 2004 - 9:26 am   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
Hey Landi!

I have seen your poem before! In fact, I think I still have it at home somewhere and I've had it for a long time. Wonderful to see it again and wonderful to hear that you found your someone!

Jan
Member

08-01-2000

Thursday, July 22, 2004 - 9:30 am   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
WOW landi, he does sound like a special someone. Hang onto him!! great poem btw

Landi
Member

07-29-2002

Thursday, July 22, 2004 - 9:39 am   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
zules, i sold "someone" to a poetry magazine a long time ago. i made a big $100! i can't believe that it was actually read by a person i know. that is so cool! i used to write alot more, (i can be very melancholy at times in my writing), but can't seem to write as much since i've been married and have holly.

Zules
Member

08-21-2000

Thursday, July 22, 2004 - 9:44 am   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
Landi, it's beautiful. I, for one, am so happy you sold it. It's meant a lot to me over the years.

Cindori
Member

07-25-2003

Friday, July 23, 2004 - 4:29 am   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
In but a moment
You can
Turn around
Run away
Embrace the evil
Face the day
Help a stranger
Hurt a lover
Lose a friend
Make another
Find compassion
Search for meaning
Seek the truth
Fight a demon
Cleanse your soul
Feed your ego
Forgive yourself
Learn to let go
Trust your instincts
Share your sorrow
Smile with feeling
Wait for tomorrow.


Gidget
Member

07-28-2002

Friday, July 23, 2004 - 10:40 am   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
Each drop of rain that falls
On this dreary, storm swept day
Reflects another being in pain.
Can the heavens really be crying for me?
Dear God I'm losing my sanity.


Ophiliasgrandma
Member

09-04-2001

Friday, July 23, 2004 - 6:52 pm   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
Texannie, I though your son's poem was wonderful, so deep!

Landi
Member

07-29-2002

Saturday, July 24, 2004 - 7:25 pm   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
to touch, to hold, to wrap my arms upon
these things I wish to have
if only for one moment
for a lifetime..i'd give my soul
for all the items of pain
don't I deserve this?
shouldn't this be my dream?
how do I erase the memories
and achieve all I desire?
arms holding me in the night
sweet gentle kisses to awake to
a smile when mine is tired
love forever and always


Gidget
Member

07-28-2002

Sunday, July 25, 2004 - 1:37 pm   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
Convinced someday my prince will come
I keep kissing frogs.
The last one that I tried to hug
Morphed into a hedgehog.

Heh!


Gidget
Member

07-28-2002

Sunday, July 25, 2004 - 2:03 pm   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
Match! Game! Set!
You got me.
I didnt stand a chance.
But I wont take this lying down,
I used to love to dance.

One! Two! Three!
Some... more.
All fond memories,
Of days and nights spent in a lie.
Explain it to me please.

Rock! Paper! Scissors!
Heh, you win.
A new phase yet again.
Crying for the counterfeit love,
But more so for the friend.


Cindori
Member

07-25-2003

Monday, July 26, 2004 - 9:06 am   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
Lord Byron

One of my all time favorites . . .

She Walks In Beauty

She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellow'd to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.


One shade more, one ray less,
Had half impair'd the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o'er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling place.


And on that cheek, and o'er that brow
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!




Gidget
Member

07-28-2002

Friday, July 30, 2004 - 12:21 pm   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
we used to talk so easily
bout every little thing
now every conversation
has a stiff
unnatural ring

i understand you're busy
i have a new life too
still every now and then
you call
i miss the old you

we drifted from each other
so gradually one day
we woke up facing strangers
it's sad
we ended up this way


Gidget
Member

07-28-2002

Sunday, August 01, 2004 - 6:27 am   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
I woke up rather sudden
In the grips of a bad dream
Wondering if it was prophetic
Or my psyche letting off steam.

Does it count to be a nightmare
If it's already light
The terror's just as scary
Whether day or night

Lightening and thunder
Is crashing round my head
I'm thinking very seriously
Bout crawling back to bed.


Mocha
Member

08-12-2001

Sunday, August 01, 2004 - 8:59 am   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
This is one of my favorite poems because of the last 2 lines.

Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening by Robert Frost.

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it's queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there's some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.




Cindori
Member

07-25-2003

Sunday, August 01, 2004 - 9:53 am   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
Mocha, I was just thinking of that poem this morning. Thank you so much for posting it.

Gidget
Member

07-28-2002

Sunday, August 01, 2004 - 10:48 am   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
Pardon me for marveling
at your stupidity.
Pardon me for taking
you at your word.
Pardon me for not having
a scotch guarded heart.
Pardon me for making
this more absurd.

Pardon me for wanting
a little dignity.
Pardon me for expecting
you to care.
Pardon me for being
more than a little naive.
Pardon me for demanding
you play fair.

Pardon me for mistaking
your ongoing interest.
Pardon me for having
trouble letting go.
Pardon me for trying
to make you understand.
Pardon me for continuing
to love you even so.