Shadow Poetry

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Snape
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Shadow Poetry

Post#1 » Thu Jan 01, 1970 12:00 am

I called for what seemed an eternity, a repetition of heartless cries from which once spoke purity that now barely stir my loneliness. Endless conversations with the only person who would, could understand my scars now mute; death by his own voice whilst kneeling hunched and riddled from the belief in his own convictions. I stare now into a shallow pool of memories as I watch jealousy sit on top of virgin tears, glutton in their freedom and purity.

~ Taz

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valedhelgwath
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Post#2 » Thu Jan 01, 1970 12:00 am

That's really something, Taz.

I'm no poet myself, so cannot contribute anything to this thread. I just wanted to say what a moving piece of writing that is, however. Very dark, but very moving.

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Allyssa
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Post#3 » Thu Jan 01, 1970 12:00 am

Taz, I was just wondering if you could give us a breif description of the conventions of Shadow Poetry, so that we an all join in.
"May the Angels Guide"

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Snape
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Post#4 » Thu Jan 01, 1970 12:00 am

I was hoping the poem would describe this topic better than anything I could come up with, sorry :P: let me take a few lines out of it again and use that to explain the topics purpose and meaning...
Hidden within the shadows of night
Poets by the dozens begin to write

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grondmaster
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Post#5 » Thu Jan 01, 1970 12:00 am

Me thinks Taz wants our poet hearted
To add to that which he has started.
Of course if I'm not undoubtedly wrong,
Others will contribute more to his song.
'Share and enjoy'

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Andrea
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Post#6 » Thu Jan 01, 1970 12:00 am

I think I get what Taz is saying, shadow poetry is poetry that helps you walk 'out of the shadows' and build your skills... I think... (Forgive me if I'm wrong, I took a guess)
Reach high, for the stars lie hidden in your soul. Dream deep, for every dream preceeds that goal.

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Snape
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Post#7 » Thu Jan 01, 1970 12:00 am

hehe, look. It's just simply poetry by people who like to write at night, maybe it tends to have a darker feel to it but that isn't a rule. It is just supposed to be deep, artistic and thought provoking ;)

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valedhelgwath
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Post#8 » Thu Jan 01, 1970 12:00 am

While messing about in the darkness of my loft the other day, I was mulling over something I could add to this section because Taz's poetry so inspired me. Unfortunately, an accident with a burst water pipe stopped me getting any further than an opening line.

My heart is shrouded with silent shadows of despair,
Forlorn and lonely, it calls out, but you're not there.
Darkness is my companion when you are gone,
Harsh words I once said to you. Oh so wrong.
Anyway, at that point I suddenly started getting very wet and all thoughts of poetry went out of the window.

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Andrea
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Post#9 » Thu Jan 01, 1970 12:00 am

Ok, I'll take a shot at it. Here's one I wrote the other night, but I don't have a title for it yet.

My body becomes a shadow,
My heart forgot about pride.
Eyes throw daggers of fear.
Mary's black little lamb is gone,
The doves have all died.
The clouds are all bruised,
Rain cold like tears.
I walk the streets in hunger,
My soul sold and used.
The people are dying,
Children's voices are crying.
Bees no longer hum,
Birds no longer fly.
The smell of flowers is overpowered,
By the streets filled with filth.
Bones are broken, muscles tear.
The sun no longer rises,
The stars have all burned out.
I wait for the music of laughter,
But church bells all are broken.
Our well of hope is dried and cracked,
The angels say goodbye.
The love has gone.
My body becomes a shadow.

A little depressing, but it was how I was feeling at the time.
Maybe my next one won't be so gloomy. :smoke:
Reach high, for the stars lie hidden in your soul. Dream deep, for every dream preceeds that goal.

negra
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Post#10 » Thu Jan 01, 1970 12:00 am

I usually don't write in English, since my language is Spanish, but I have, so here it goes...

I saw myself in those eyes, and they were sad, angry and hurt
I saw myself in those eyes, and I was incapable of turning my face at the mirror
I was the doctor, not the girl, or at least that's what I intended to be
But I'm the girl, not the doctor
I'm those eyes, not their healer
or maybe I am
the healer of my own eyes
Is it that I needed to see them to look at my own?
am I always gonna see me in hurt eyes?
Is this wound ever gonna stop hurting?
Do I have a hope?

I saw myself in those eyes, and didn't know what to do
save my own?
save them?
how can I keep from more being born?

I'm not the doctor, I'm the girl
I'm not the healer
I'm the one who's hurt
But my eyes have seen happiness before, and reflected it
It's not so far away
it's just a matter of looking at my own eyes right now
it's just a matter of healing my wound
and maybe, then,
I'll see those eyes again
and they will be sad, angry and hurt
and I'll be there to heal them
not denying my own wound anymore
but having dealt with it, and made it my own
I just need to love myself again, as much as I deserve to be loved
and then, only then, the wound will heal
and my eyes will no longer be afraid





(Grondy removed one of Negra's poems, which being presented in non-English, did not conform to P-T's standards.)nn[Edited on 28/8/2003 by Grondmaster]

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