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Annie K Ingalls New Pioneer
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| Subject: My own personal poetry? Tue Jun 07, 2011 4:48 pm | |
| I have a whole bunch of poems I have written--all squeaky clean, nothing objective--and I was wondering if it was alright if I post them here? Is it as plainly in our living shown, by slant and twist, which way the wind hath blown?-Adelaide Crapsey "There is nothing in life that is free except for the grace of God."-True Grit | |
| | | alexczarn Ingalls Friend for Life
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| Subject: Re: My own personal poetry? Tue Jun 07, 2011 5:41 pm | |
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| | | Rob Nip it in the bud!
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| Subject: Re: My own personal poetry? Tue Jun 07, 2011 5:45 pm | |
| We normally shy away from the clean stuff, but we wouldn't mind having a look. Post away! | |
| | | Annie K Ingalls New Pioneer
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| Subject: Re: My own personal poetry? Tue Jun 07, 2011 6:17 pm | |
| - Rob wrote:
- We normally shy away from the clean stuff, but we wouldn't mind having a look. Post away!
Very funny! Okay, I'll get on it right away. BTW, Rob, I just watched a video on youtube that reminds me of you. Nip it! Is it as plainly in our living shown, by slant and twist, which way the wind hath blown?-Adelaide Crapsey "There is nothing in life that is free except for the grace of God."-True Grit | |
| | | Annie K Ingalls New Pioneer
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| Subject: Re: My own personal poetry? Tue Jun 07, 2011 6:26 pm | |
| Simple Pleasures Simple pleasures around me lie: Within a vast and emerald land. I dream of satin in an azure sky And ivory vessels on the sand. A whispered voice within the trees Caressing bark and lonely stem That murmurs softly through the leaves Speaks solely to my soul of them. Of winding paths between the hills The prints of those who walked before The bird that perches on my sill His music that of ancient lore. What more of God above want I Than lasting love and sunny skies? -K. Anne Goodrich Is it as plainly in our living shown, by slant and twist, which way the wind hath blown?-Adelaide Crapsey "There is nothing in life that is free except for the grace of God."-True Grit | |
| | | Rob Nip it in the bud!
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| Subject: Re: My own personal poetry? Tue Jun 07, 2011 6:40 pm | |
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| | | alexczarn Ingalls Friend for Life
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| Subject: Re: My own personal poetry? Tue Jun 07, 2011 8:01 pm | |
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| | | Rider New Pioneer
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| | | | Annie K Ingalls New Pioneer
Number of posts : 61 Location : Kentucky, U.S.A. Mood :
| Subject: Re: My own personal poetry? Tue Jun 07, 2011 10:20 pm | |
| Thanks, everybody! Fingerprints Spots and swirls-a curious trail Of happiness and strife; Move on till you find the wondrous tale: The letter of your life! -K. Anne Goodrich The Dream Ship When midnight strikes the silver moon And stars do weave a tale Within the watery silence looms A soft and silken sail Its prow of perfect, purest gold The lines of spider's web The Dream Ship comes with stories told To children safe in bed To Jim of pirates he does dream And seas of brilliant blue To Jill her shim'ring sunset seems Of every colors hue To little Meg a rainbow comes To dry the dreary rain And Ted with joyful strides does run Down every winding lane So on she glides across the sea Of diamond-spotted night To every child's hopeful glee And parent's thankful sight But soon the fiery sun begins To lift her queenly head And wakes her children with a grin From slumb'ring in their beds. -K. Anne Goodrich Is it as plainly in our living shown, by slant and twist, which way the wind hath blown?-Adelaide Crapsey "There is nothing in life that is free except for the grace of God."-True Grit | |
| | | alexczarn Ingalls Friend for Life
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| Subject: Re: My own personal poetry? Tue Jun 07, 2011 10:23 pm | |
| Very nice! I might need your help LOL | |
| | | Rob Nip it in the bud!
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| Subject: Re: My own personal poetry? Tue Jun 07, 2011 10:32 pm | |
| Neat, Annie! I like the tight rhythms and the consistent rhymes. | |
| | | Annie K Ingalls New Pioneer
Number of posts : 61 Location : Kentucky, U.S.A. Mood :
| Subject: Re: My own personal poetry? Wed Jun 08, 2011 10:41 am | |
| Aaaaaw! Thanks, guys! Here's a fun one I wrote last month, enjoy! When My Pen Touches the PageWhen my pen touches the page My brain hits reverse. And all the settings of my stage Are ended with a curse! Instead of castles and garden gates Or sunsets and saddles Or gunfire or brilliant escapes Or rowing boats or paddles Or elephants or bungalows Or giant bugs or flowers Or something in the night that glows Or morning April showers Or mountains stretching to the sky Or aliens from Mars Or reasons to the question “Why?” Or prisoners kept behind bars. Or monkeys or molehills Or monsters or shooting stars Or roadways or overspills Or many other things that are.... While staring at the empty sheet My mind turns into vapor And all my images are obsolete When my pen touches the paper! --K.Anne Goodrich Is it as plainly in our living shown, by slant and twist, which way the wind hath blown?-Adelaide Crapsey "There is nothing in life that is free except for the grace of God."-True Grit | |
| | | Savannah "Psalm 34"
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| Subject: Re: My own personal poetry? Wed Jun 08, 2011 4:22 pm | |
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| | | Annie K Ingalls New Pioneer
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| Subject: Re: My own personal poetry? Wed Jun 08, 2011 6:16 pm | |
| Thank you, Savannah! I've been writing poetry since I was thirteen; hopefully I've improved since then. Here is a sonnet I wrote last year; although they look very easy they are a pain to write unless you are in the mood.... StarO shining orbs within the heights Filling all the darkened skies With spark'ling diamonds in the night That dazzle ev'ry mortal's eye Waltzing on the velvet shores Weaving in and out of dreams Reflecting off of ocean floors And Casting shadows 'mid the trees Sculpting angels in the snow Twinkling far in outer-space Making jewels out of foam Then vanishing without a trace Though countless in the sky above They cannot rival Thy fair love. -K. Anne Goodrich Here is my all-time favorite; I wish I had a good picture to post with it, but I'm coming up blank. Letter To MaidaLittle child, dance, Ope wide your arms And let your mirth overflow, As the sky delights you with her falling snow. Swing round in ceaseless circles, Casting footprints in the wrinkled sheet As diamond-like it sparkles about you; Flashing colors in endless hues. O Maida, lift high your head And bless the Unseen for the seen; Raising tiny, open hands, In gratitude for home and land. Let fair Winter her mantle cast About you youthful shoulders; Pulling you closer in a gentle embrace As tenderness blooms upon her lovely face. So, little child, dance; Ope wide your arms And let your mirth overflow, As the sky delights you with her falling snow. (Based on the song Cry of the Heart by Michael W. Smith. I just had this picture in my mind of a little girl spinning around in circles with her tongue sticking out to catch the falling snowflakes. ) -K. Anne Goodrich Is it as plainly in our living shown, by slant and twist, which way the wind hath blown?-Adelaide Crapsey "There is nothing in life that is free except for the grace of God."-True Grit | |
| | | Rob Nip it in the bud!
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| Subject: Re: My own personal poetry? Wed Jun 08, 2011 6:44 pm | |
| Wow, Annie, these are really good! Have you been published? | |
| | | Annie K Ingalls New Pioneer
Number of posts : 61 Location : Kentucky, U.S.A. Mood :
| Subject: Re: My own personal poetry? Wed Jun 08, 2011 7:16 pm | |
| - Rob wrote:
- Wow, Annie, these are really good! Have you been published?
No, I haven't gotten that adventurous yet; I wouldn't know the first step to take on that. Is it as plainly in our living shown, by slant and twist, which way the wind hath blown?-Adelaide Crapsey "There is nothing in life that is free except for the grace of God."-True Grit | |
| | | Annie K Ingalls New Pioneer
Number of posts : 61 Location : Kentucky, U.S.A. Mood :
| Subject: Re: My own personal poetry? Thu Jun 09, 2011 10:10 am | |
| Here are a few more! The Winged QueensWhen early on a summer's day I trudged upon the beaten way A butterfly in fine array Did glide within a sunbeam's ray And through the day she followed me, On lazy day of summer's eve, But yet, at length, we came to be At meeting place of sky and sea. And when the sun had slipped away, A Luna found me on the way, The grey-green of her fine array Was ghostly in that time of day. Though whether beauty, day or night, Will give a flash of great delight, For neither queen of shade or bright Could choose the hour of their flight. -K. Anne Goodrich The Faerie LassMairi MacDonald, I kenned her well She always had a tale ta tell; Her head was filled with lassie dreams Of faerie kingdoms under streams. Her wild hair behind her flowed, Her barefoot feet were ne'er slowed; A butterfly would turn her gaze And fill her mind for mony a day. She paid her homage ta a prince She kenned one day would bare her hence Ta make her every dream come true And bring her wonders ever new. But long it couldnae be unknown, Her prince would claim her for his own; Whilst glancing in the wav'ring land He lured her in ta fill his plan. Alack! Her mither found her there, With trailing flowers in her hair Ta ne'er dance upon the grass Or speak of special days long past. The tiny bairn so full of dreams Her wat'ry grave a tragic scene For ne'er a tale was sadder than tha' O' Mairi MacDonald, the faerie lass. (Based on the book Prince Across the Water by Jane Yolen and Robert J. Harris) -K. Anne Goodrich Mona Lisa SecretWhat hides behind her smile? Of this no one has known. What secrets lie behind that gaze As penetrable as stone? What holds her glance? I mused aloud, But nothing did she say, Yet something more than just a cloud; Yes, something held at bay. Her graceful stance does speak of this, The Mona Lisa smile And yet the silence heavy sits Upon my shoulder vile. Her carriage held in golden haze And still she sits as stone. What lies within that amber gaze That tells of the unknown? -K. Anne Goodrich Is it as plainly in our living shown, by slant and twist, which way the wind hath blown?-Adelaide Crapsey "There is nothing in life that is free except for the grace of God."-True Grit
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| | | Rob Nip it in the bud!
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| Subject: Re: My own personal poetry? Thu Jun 09, 2011 8:03 pm | |
| - Annie K Ingalls wrote:
- Rob wrote:
- Wow, Annie, these are really good! Have you been published?
No, I haven't gotten that adventurous yet; I wouldn't know the first step to take on that. I have to believe there are lots of poetry websites that would be a perfect fit for your work. And of course poetry message boards, where you can get feedback from other poets. I think these latest ones are really good, too! | |
| | | Gin Ingalls Friend for Life
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| Subject: Re: My own personal poetry? Fri Jun 10, 2011 12:26 pm | |
| We have a poet on the prairie! Love them! It is the lack of Christianity that has brought us where we are. Not a lack of churches or religious forms but of the real thing in our hearts. LIW.....Words From a Fearless Heart | |
| | | Annie K Ingalls New Pioneer
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| Subject: Re: My own personal poetry? Sun Jun 12, 2011 8:37 pm | |
| Is it as plainly in our living shown, by slant and twist, which way the wind hath blown?-Adelaide Crapsey "There is nothing in life that is free except for the grace of God."-True Grit | |
| | | Annie K Ingalls New Pioneer
Number of posts : 61 Location : Kentucky, U.S.A. Mood :
| Subject: Re: My own personal poetry? Thu Jun 16, 2011 4:05 pm | |
| I've had to explain this next one so many times, so I'll go ahead and tell you what it is about. I had this thought while watching the The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers during the rainy battle scene at Helm's Deep: a storm is a whole lot like a battle. This poem pretty much wrote itself.
The Battle of the Skies
A valley green, An azure sky, A passing cloud of fleecy white. A sunlight beam, A songbird's cry, A soothing breath before the night.
A shrill of horns, A far off flare, An army of impending black. A hail of thorns, A silent dare, A hurl of violence attacks.
A sudden rush, A flash of steel, Soldiers dropping left and right. A rapid crush, A banner reels, Another victory for the night.
-K Anne Goodrich
This one is just a goofy thought about constellations
Orion
His gaze was held upon the vast and ancient sky And answered with this one reply I’ll go and fetch the crescent moon To make my lady fall a swoon For then I’ll truly have her hand And weep no more upon the sand
He left his sweetheart and his home And placed his feet upon the stone He mounted high on Everest And stood upon his mighty crest Yet still he could not reach the cold And aloof island high and bold
He found the hidden stairs above And flew upon them like a dove But when he reached the ending stair He met a great and mighty bear It sank its teeth into his arm Yet dealt its foe-man no such harm
Orion took his sword and shield And sliced the air with deadly steel The wild beast with tooth and claw Held death under his mighty paw Yet here it met a cunning foe Who dealt a swift and perfect blow
And fleeing thus from beast and man Orion searched the mighty span Of ancient halls of azure stone He found the orb of earthen bone Engraved by Hallowed Hands of old And raced to make his dreams unfold.
He dodged 'tween Gemini and past Draco Hid from Hydra avoided Virgo Flew on Pegasus and marveled At all the mighty halls of marble Till there before his waking eyes Lay his long awaited prize
He set his finger on the moon And brought upon himself this doom For anyone who puts his hand Upon that high and ancient man Will never stand again on earth But make the sky his only birth
So there he glides upon the seas Of mythologic birds and beasts To never tread the downward stair Or see his only maiden fair To him his high and lofty perch A product of his foolish search
-K. Anne Goodrich Is it as plainly in our living shown, by slant and twist, which way the wind hath blown?-Adelaide Crapsey "There is nothing in life that is free except for the grace of God."-True Grit | |
| | | Rob Nip it in the bud!
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| Subject: Re: My own personal poetry? Fri Jun 17, 2011 7:51 pm | |
| Like 'em! | |
| | | Annie K Ingalls New Pioneer
Number of posts : 61 Location : Kentucky, U.S.A. Mood :
| Subject: Re: My own personal poetry? Mon Jul 11, 2011 12:31 am | |
| So I've been gone for a while, but I'm back now. The ForgottenThose who once rode forth in pride, Their hair about their shoulders flew. Where now their crimson flow they gave for glory's sake? Who now keeps watch upon the deserted walls of men? Not they. The shattered lands find them not. For the earth hath laid them under mounds of jade Where they sleep with forefathers fallen long before their time. Upon the breast of their mother they slumber, Unknown to their descendants. The grandeur of their hallowed halls and soaring towers Now crumble in ancient tales untold to lesser men. Under the weeping skies sword, shield , and armor Fade, decay, and become dust; Thus that which was now dissipates. Those once wreathed in honor lie forgotten Beneath the cares of an older world. -K. Anne Goodrich This next one is the second or third poem I ever wrote. I kinda lost the first one. Oops. Hehe TimeWhen life was grand and full of right And laughter sprang from youthful lips; When darkness fled and so did night, The grass caressed her fingertips. The waters ran like molten gold, And stars like crystals shone with light, In skies of velvet slowly told The many stories of her plight. The darkness loomed and time moved on, But beauty lingered in the earth, And nobles fell on knees to fawn; Love flung herself to drink and mirth. The nightfall came the shadows grew, And fear with doubt corruption stained; When dragon monsters grossly strewed, The many joys and pleasures maimed. A figure stands within the mist; The light once bright has now been dimmed, A face once filled with love and bliss, Now plain and weathered is condemned. -K. Anne Goodrich Song o' Culloden Scrub, splash, fold, plash Went the clothes upon the board Trista McPherson kept busy ta burstin' When Tam went off ta war Scrub, splash, fold, plash The water got inta her hair She'd followed his step ta the door as he left Till she couldnae see him nae mair Scrub, splash, fold, plash Went the feet inta the stream As the faithful o' heart left their hames an' embarked On a journey o' hope ta redeem Scrub, splash, fold, plash Spewed the blood upon the dale When Bonnie Prince charlie flew hame in a hurry O' mony a guid lad twas kill't Scrub, splash, fold, plash Roll the tears upon her face Fer her Tam is now gane like the new risen sun Leavin' only a memory's trace Scrub, splash, fold, plash Where now lay the fallen an' slain? On the Fields o' Culloden lay mony a guid mon An' there 'till the end they'll remain -K. Anne Goodrich Is it as plainly in our living shown, by slant and twist, which way the wind hath blown?-Adelaide Crapsey "There is nothing in life that is free except for the grace of God."-True Grit | |
| | | Rob Nip it in the bud!
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| Subject: Re: My own personal poetry? Mon Jul 11, 2011 10:01 pm | |
| Wow, Annie, excellent! I think I like the first one best. You have an amazing gift for language and rhythm. | |
| | | alexczarn Ingalls Friend for Life
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| Subject: Re: My own personal poetry? Mon Jul 11, 2011 10:06 pm | |
| Same here Annie; I like the 1st one too the best! | |
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