Poetry Attempt

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by Prof.Bruttenholm, Jun 14, 2010.

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  1. Prof.Bruttenholm

    Prof.Bruttenholm Well-Known Member

    Note : I've never written poetry before

    Title : Summer Rain

    What washes 'cross my window pane
    Oh what summer rain may bring again

    Light beams passing through the clouds
    Rain drops falling on the crowds

    Dark skies and thunder move overhead
    The rain still falls while I lie in bed

    Morning comes, skies still gray
    Morning comes but not the day

    No rainbow shines today on high
    It seems no rainbow is coming nigh

    I shut away, the curtains and my pain
    Oh what summer rain may bring again
  2. total eclipse

    total eclipse SF Friend Staff Alumni

    I see now you are a poet a user of words to describe you emotions YOur poem is beautifully written. I am hoping a rainbow will come soon along with the sun with the morning dew. Keep writing okay it does allow the darkness to fade some and allows the light of day to get through
  3. Prof.Bruttenholm

    Prof.Bruttenholm Well-Known Member

    Not a poet, I just respect the written word.

    Title : Universe

    Let the sky and heavens shatter
    This world and worlds beyond be destroyed

    Unmake and tear apart all matter
    Let light and energy be cast into the void

    Cold and emptiness of it all
    Dim suns and stars that burn and die

    One world, so dead, so small
    Because it is worthless, that is why
  4. total eclipse

    total eclipse SF Friend Staff Alumni

    ANd you use your words with anger in them. Words can be used to heal as well or destroy as you seem fit. I respect words as well and try to use them in a meaningful matter. I am glad you can use words to release your anger and your pain Keep respecting them that way.
  5. Prof.Bruttenholm

    Prof.Bruttenholm Well-Known Member

    People don't seem to understand, I'm more like an emotional chemical reaction, like the sun.
    My rage and sadness doesn't dissipate,it continues to flow at the exact same rate.

    Title: At the crossroads

    I came upon a crossroad
    Offered up my soul to a bargain bare

    The demon he sang me an ode
    of his home, the pit, devil's lair

    I said, my soul for love
    the demon only showed a grin

    I don't offer kisses from above
    his smile to a wolf akin

    I said, my soul for health
    the demon cackled out loud

    No asking for riches, wealth?
    the demon's smile and eyes shown proud

    I wept, my soul for freedom from the prison of my mind that I doth dwell
    the demon smile vanished and he did agree

    He gave me freedom from my prison, in hell
    I hope none of you come to visit me
  6. IV2010

    IV2010 Well-Known Member

    that's seriously good poetry you write...:clap::smile:
  7. Prof.Bruttenholm

    Prof.Bruttenholm Well-Known Member

    Not really. I've heard much better, so mostly I think it's garbage, as is anything else I do.

    Title : Running

    Run fast, run far, run free
    Cross open planes and hills

    Run now, alone or with me
    through grassy flatland past whipper-wills

    Run with your heart beating fast
    sweat runs down your brow

    Run to the sun, behind your shadow cast
    run all the time, especially now
  8. Prof.Bruttenholm

    Prof.Bruttenholm Well-Known Member

    Hate to heart

    Heart divine, heart beyond the hearts true mind

    Heart to bleed, soul will need

    Hate shows true, red shines through the light

    Through hope so blue
  9. Prof.Bruttenholm

    Prof.Bruttenholm Well-Known Member

    Hate filled urges turn to hate filled thought

    Know not why I ever fought

    Those angry voices, oh so strong

    Singing to me their rage filled song

    Before the sun can truly set

    I must let go with no regret

    Rage builds in me like a fire

    To quench it is my one desire
  10. pit

    pit Well-Known Member

    I believe this 'coz your icon is rageful also.

  11. Prof.Bruttenholm

    Prof.Bruttenholm Well-Known Member

    Hate and Rage are the fires of my soul, driving me onward.

    Hope, Love, Compassion, snuffed out like small embers sparked from the true fire.
  12. Prof.Bruttenholm

    Prof.Bruttenholm Well-Known Member

    The cold darkness of endless night

    Burning fire give birth to fright

    Monsters cowl and claw left and right

    The dead face of the moon shines bright
  13. Prof.Bruttenholm

    Prof.Bruttenholm Well-Known Member

    She danced 'round the fire
    Lights shown her features bright
    Shadows hid her desire
    As she danced through the night

    He'd wanted her for so long
    Others watched as she spun
    Heard ever beautiful song
    Many'a hearts had she won

    Skin dark, beautiful ebony oak
    Coveted body, lustful eyes
    Silky voice, when she spoke
    Empty promises, cheap lies

    Next night, before she began
    He made haste to speak
    She saw him come and ran
    He chased her out to the peak

    She cried loud and long
    He grunted, sweat and sought her out
    She cried in fear, not out in song
    He was gaining, their was no doubt

    She came to the edge, death below
    He was nearing, moments away
    She jumped to her death that we know
    He lived with grief, everyday

    She had danced 'round the fire
    He had watched and strongly wanted
    She plunged to die because of desire
    Now his mind is ever haunted
  14. Prinnctopher's Belt

    Prinnctopher's Belt Antiquities Friend SF Supporter

    I like these, PB.
  15. Sadeyes

    Sadeyes Staff Alumni

    Maybe you are in the wrong field as these are truly talented! Thanks for sharing
  16. Prof.Bruttenholm

    Prof.Bruttenholm Well-Known Member

    Cheeks flush red
    hair dances 'round her head

    Sunlight plays a joyful game
    innocence is so wild and yet so tame

    it watched her play and did smile
    dreaming darkly for a while

    It took up innocence in its arm
    thinking only to do harm

    innocence cried and tried to fight
    It pulled innocence away into the night

    In shadows and under dimmest pale
    It hurt innocence without fail

    Innocence hurt and did protest
    she was weak and did her best

    It broke innocence until it was done
    It had had it's fill of fun

    Leaving innocence shattered on the floor
    innocence lost in darkness forever more
  17. Sadeyes

    Sadeyes Staff Alumni

    Powerful...sounds like something I could have written about my childhood...thank you for giving words to that
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