Post by pearlquartz17 on Dec 14, 2015 0:34:40 GMT
This is the poetry thread. All forms of verse (metered, free, stanzaic, haiku, what have you) are welcome here. Criticism is welcome, but please strive to be constructive. No blatantly NSFW stuff, although verses with an erotic quality (no explicit bits) are welcomed and encouraged to a point.
Here is a poem I wrote entitled "Awake" after a Tycho song of the same name. It's best if you listen and read at the same time: www.youtube.com/watch?v=6XJBDX3Z0BY Also, there's a little reference to something Garnet says. See if you can find it out.
Breathe.
The life is quickening inside you.
The life of a thousand good feelings
blossoms, bursts inside of you,
charging you with new energy,
new joie de vivre, new esprit,
new everything.
Everything inside of you
is new. You are no longer a person,
not one man but all people's feelings.
You are no longer one person,
nor two people,
nor the billions crawling in dust.
You are an experience,
you are the culmination of four and a half billion long years of creation,
of moltenness, of hardening, of hot and cold, of primordial ooze seeping onto dry land,
of multiplying cells, of flora and fauna stretching their long tendrils towards an ageless sun,
of every first experience of death and birth,
this is all you.
Therefore,
plunge,
spirit, into the water of new life,
plunge
into the cold, unwelcoming, unknown waters,
let their broad waves
plunge
into your pores,
let their sensations
transmute that which is
vitiated,
old,
which rots alone,
singing in the stale breeze,
let the water of new existence
engulf you.
You are an experience,
waters soon recede,
come up for air
and dry in the sun,
become a new being
and embrace the air.
Breathe.
Be awake. I have called you.
Awake.
What do you guys think?
Here is a poem I wrote entitled "Awake" after a Tycho song of the same name. It's best if you listen and read at the same time: www.youtube.com/watch?v=6XJBDX3Z0BY Also, there's a little reference to something Garnet says. See if you can find it out.
Breathe.
The life is quickening inside you.
The life of a thousand good feelings
blossoms, bursts inside of you,
charging you with new energy,
new joie de vivre, new esprit,
new everything.
Everything inside of you
is new. You are no longer a person,
not one man but all people's feelings.
You are no longer one person,
nor two people,
nor the billions crawling in dust.
You are an experience,
you are the culmination of four and a half billion long years of creation,
of moltenness, of hardening, of hot and cold, of primordial ooze seeping onto dry land,
of multiplying cells, of flora and fauna stretching their long tendrils towards an ageless sun,
of every first experience of death and birth,
this is all you.
Therefore,
plunge,
spirit, into the water of new life,
plunge
into the cold, unwelcoming, unknown waters,
let their broad waves
plunge
into your pores,
let their sensations
transmute that which is
vitiated,
old,
which rots alone,
singing in the stale breeze,
let the water of new existence
engulf you.
You are an experience,
waters soon recede,
come up for air
and dry in the sun,
become a new being
and embrace the air.
Breathe.
Be awake. I have called you.
Awake.
What do you guys think?