Monday 29 October 2012

Poetry Stimulus

Hi everyone,

So, i have a challenge for you guys. I want you to email me a random picture of ANYTHING ( Yourself, your pets, balloons, landscapes, anything else in the world) and i will write a poem about it within 3 days, hopefully.
Get clicking!

Love
Arwen

Sunday 28 October 2012

Letter unwritten

Hey guys :) first love poem I'm posting. Get used to them, i write loads!

LETTER UNWRITTEN


Thick edges rough enough to cause pain.

It lies on the desk, waiting patiently

For its perfect blankness to be spoiled with

Crimson ink and angry words.


In your mind the scene replays

Black seal, broken by eager hands that

Falter as the letter falls to the ground

Tears of the one you used to love wet the paper, the ink runs.


But when you wake

The blankness stare back at you

It slaps you in the face

No ink or words, not yet.

And the pain is yours, for now.


No thought of forgiveness stains your mind.

You know there will be no letter -

You can never hurt the one you love.

Like ink stains; she never goes away.

Friday 26 October 2012

Walking

I was never really sure whether this poem is any good. Let me know!

Walking



My feet

Hit the

Ground

At 90

Miles per hour

And they

Never get tired.

Taking

Sparse steps

Giant steps

Dance steps

Lingering steps

Guilty runaway

Steps.

There goes the

Door knocker;

The fleeting impression.

The voice in the wind

The face at the window.

Steps to take

Danger away

But none to take the throb away.

There are more steps to

Take, though.

Into darkness

Into the smog

All the while

Singing a

Walking song.

Punctuation

Just a draft really. Enjoy!

Punctuation:

You and me

Are like a

Sentence that doesn’t fit

In the rhyme

Or a story with no ending.

We forgot to capitalise

So now theirs no beginning

Of us, our story

Just useless words and pain.

We did not use commas

So now we can’t take breaks

We can’t go apart

To much empty space.

There are no quotation marks for us

To mark who said what

Does it matter if I said I love you?

If No one can remember it.

I didn’t think to use full stops

So we drag on and on

No definitive ending

Just looks and tears and aching hearts

No exclamation marks were needed

It’s not as if we shouted

All you did was walk away

From me and you and us

We forgot everything

To giddy with our love story

To bother to correct ourselves

And we dammed the

Consequences

The only thing used too much

Is the symbol that determines us

The question mark, it’s far to cold

And it hangs over us everyday

I wanted to rub it out

I wanted to re-write

It did not work

So now that question mark

Is maybe there

For life.

England

I wrote this the other day. Its a bit diffrent from what i normally write. I hope you like it!

ENGLAND

A wise man once said

That if England fell

The world would follow

And now

Staring at the haze of action

The ripple of Vulcan

Smelling charcoaled flesh

Faces alight with

Looks of tortured love

I am deemed to confess I believe him.

My window of safety seals me in

From the drenched tide of massacre

But I can see the flames spread

To the tower

Where dear old jack cremates

Oh, if the gods looked down

At fair England

They would see a noble country

Seething with passion

As the gates home are barred

The blood lust despoils the grounds

Of my ancestress

Tearing the grandeur so hard fought for

Into shredded delusions

My room is burning now

But it seems I have a visitor

A raven he is

Treacherous and black

With a love for shiny things.

But I will not disfigure England’s pride

I will do my fair land justice

The window ledge invites me up

I see the throng still fighting

With a cry and a raise I throw and fall

Into the pools of gore

Through a haze of suffering

I leave my title

In the streets for beggars

I will not fool myself anymore;

A queen without her crown is gone.

Thursday 25 October 2012

A Birds Perspective

Inspired by Thomas Shapcott.

A Birds perspective- 

Fluttering in our trees;
Eucalyptus and pine
We wait for machines of tin
Our homeland they try to seize

 Sounds muffled by feathers
Footsteps pulling us away
From our native tethers
The future, no way to alay.

 Balls of colour take flight
Head for the sky
Avoiding the darkness
As our home is ripped apart

Heading back to earth
Our habitat filled with
evil mirth.
Our lair poisoned now..we take flight again



Wednesday 24 October 2012

A poem for a poetry blog

Hi Everyone,
This is a poetry blog. So i think its fitting that I begin with a poem :)

This poem is called Night Creature, its not one of my best ones, but, hey, I like it.
Feedback is appriciated :)

Night Creatures

The evil beats inside its heart

Prowling our streets after dark

The anger lives in its soul

Eyes burning as if coal.

Little stones leave scars so deep

Thrusting others into sleep.

Its footsteps light, unheard until

Others blood it does spill.




To its place it does retire

With poison it smothers the fire.

The metal falcon returns at last

Hooded now, its flight is past.

The falconer dreams a deadly dream

He aims and fires, he is unseen.

The beast a man, his footprints

Left where death has been.

There we go! I hoped you liked it.