Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by ACRon, Jun 25, 2008.

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  1. ACRon

    ACRon Well-Known Member

    Iceberg, oh iceberg,
    haunt me day and night.
    Why oh why, my iceberg
    why oh why oh why :(

    So, so, heavy,
    at one end negativity.
    t'other end so light,
    so bright, and unsteady.

    If you my lovely iceberg,
    where under my control.
    I wouldn't wear these glasses,
    I'd maybe not feel so old.

    But Oh no, Iceberg.
    You'd never let me see.
    You have given birth to madness!
    Which tells stories I could almost believe.

    But how can i trust an iceberg?
    They only seem to melt.
    I'd rather you were an island,
    Like the heavens on TV.
    Or maybe even something,
    thats not just a memory
    full of them,
    and me.
  2. thedeafmusician

    thedeafmusician Staff Alumni

    I'm surprised no one's replied yet... because I like this. I especially love the last stanza and how you broke the form of the poem in it.

  3. ACRon

    ACRon Well-Known Member

    Electric dreams (the blind artist)

    Thanks tdm -

    Sparks of malnutrition,
    An endless dark mass in space.
    Comets overiding, flickering
    the fickle hands of fate.

    The voice that talks directly to you,
    an independant sound of 'success'.
    Maybe these the pleasures of forgotten men,
    Behind some eerie electric fence.

    A lifetime spent with comfort,
    but offered one last chance.
    To taste some words of bitterness,
    like some giraffe feeding from cold hands.

    Taking hours to catch a moment,
    swirling lucidly on dark Knights.
    Waiting for another hook my friend,
    maybe you were Dylans Tambourine man.
  4. Petal

    Petal SF dreamer Staff Alumni SF Supporter

    Great poems , i really liked them :hug:
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