Sorciere

This actually reflects a conversation I had just yesterday with someone who felt exactly as you've written. I guess a lot of our feelings are more common than we think.

Amazing contrasts you use here, very vivid pictures formed when I read it and you can really sense your daily turmoil. Very well written.

I run and I hide and I cannot abide All the pain in the wait and the ‘getting it straight’ Through your eyes I can’t see are you craving for me? Is this love or just lust, is it you I can trust? You’re sure of youself, is it conscience or wealth That keeps you so high, while I slowly die? I want to reach out but I still have the doubt Of the look in your eyes, still scanning for lies So pardon my leave as I’m running to breathe I'm still so unsure, I must know you more….first.

You always swore you’d love me Your safe arms protected me Until I angered them And you can’t take it back You told me I was special You stroked my fair skin softly But then you blackened it And you can’t take it back You kissed my full lips gently You stroked them with your fingers Then caressed them with your fist And you can’t take it back You trailed along my stomach With your hands so warm and soft Then you punched and kicked so hard And you can’t take it back My spirit broke inside me I finally found the strength I told them all about you And I won’t take it back

love it!

very emotional for such a short writing, just goes to show that it's not how much you say it's how you say it, great job Wren, well done!

Happy Birthday!!!! May many purple elephants come to your aid and may all your popsicles be eternal! **Hugs**

That is so funny! Thanks for a great laugh

Sorciere smiles widely at Wyvern and thanks him courteously for her acceptance to the pen. She hands him what seems to be a folded tissue and bids her farewells as she heads out of the door. Wyvern inspects the tissue closely and all seems perfectly normal, until he holds it to his eyes to test it's dabbing ability and discovers upon removal that he actually has tears running down his face. The tissue is a fake tear tissue! Wyvern runs around the room excitedly, marvelling at all the new ways he can use this ability and looks for Sorciere to see if he can market these wonderful things, but alas, she has left the room. OOC: On a more serious note, thankyou very much for accepting me! My email is tiel1_inthecage@yahoo.com :woot:

Beautifully written, I got completely lost in it.

Another silly mood poem, some things seem a little off to me but it all came out so fast hehe My boyfriend took me out one late summer eve To meet all his friends from his school I believe He pulled me around with a drink in my hand While I tried to observe the cute ‘all guy’ band He said “This is Jake and here’s Bob and there’s Will There’s Andy and Randy and oh look there’s Phil!” My head started buzzing with names of his mates And I wondered what mine was as I started to shake I shook hands with Phil and got kissed by Andy Felt up by Jake and ignored by Randy This party was not what I thought it would be I just wanted out, but no exit could see Will said “let’s dance” and took me away After spinning for ages my feet turned to clay I stepped on his foot and started to worry My fears confirmed when he left in a hurry I looked at my boyfriend for some sort of aid He waved as he chatted with his Ex girlfriend Jade I headed for him and his little meeting But then someone pushed me and I fell into seating As I sat there with legs splayed and skirt on my chest I looked up to God crying “Some sort of Test!?” I recovered my skirt and my dignity too Apart from the fact that I lost the one shoe I stared at my boyfriend, willing him dead I’d already killed him four times in my head I located my shoe and turned for the door I was leaving right now and that was for sure! As I made it outside, my boyfriend yelled “Hey! Where are you going? You don’t want to stay?” “You can keep all your buddys and ex’s my dear I’ve had all I’m taking for this b y year!”

More really good work, I like your style a lot, it really appeals to me. Look forward to reading more!

I really like these!

haha know quite a few people who have been in that situation, nice little poem!

Here are some of my other poems that I have on my own site, they date back from 2000, there aren't many and most of them were written for specific people, which can tend to influnce wording etc. I tried to put them in date order from oldest to newest but may not be accurate. Feel free to comment good or bad. Mama (started more of a song than a poem) Sitting her alone at night Watching time go by Thinking of the way I am And the changes in my life My dreams are built on mindless thoughts My imagination wild Wanting it like it was before When I was just a child But I've come along this lonely road And now I can't turn back Oh Mama, why did I grow up Without ever looking back I need your arms To gently hold me I need your smile To make things right I need your words To reassure me Oh Mama, please come back to me tonight Honey Thousands of miles between us And I never touched your face But everytime I see you here Things fall into place It's like I've known you all my life But I've never seen you laugh It feels so strange to care so much When we're so far apart Friends like you are so rare I just wanted you to know How beautiful you are to me I hope you never let me go Fear I gave you my heart I did this without question Without demands Without witness Now I lay tied to your string Like a puppet waiting for attention For your gentle hands to bring me to life Don't let me gather dust Don't leave me alone in the cold Please? See Me I'm standing here in front of you Crying out again Demanding your attention Just like I did then I came back with all my trust Handing it to you You took it and you sold it Doing nothing new You hit me with my faith And cut me with my love You showered me in shards of hate You threw from up above But I still stand in front of you Stubborn as a child Demanding your attention Driving myself wild Trying A cold wind blows I raise my hand to shelter my eyes The rain is harsh Hitting me like shards of glass The gust takes my breath Stealing it to fire it's own passion The roaring fills my head So intense I feel it travel through my veins I turn to face my assailant Looking hard into the body of this beast The tears fill my eyes As it's relentless attack continues I move slowly forward My determination or stupidity prevailing A small step is a victory The slightest progress a personal acheivement You may be Mother Nature But I am the daughter of a dying man You will not stop me I will be there against all odds I am trying to be there Dad I love you I am trying Treasured Tear A tear for you, would you treasure it? Would you hold it close? Would you see what floats inside it? Woud you know how much it holds ? It holds my heart in pieces It holds the love I lost It holds the dearest memories It holds them at all cost My lifestyle filled with happiness The laughs, the fun, the joy It holds it all, the goodness I used to hold inside I cried that tear for you boy The laughter in my life The secret to my fantasies The truth behind the lies Now you chose to leave me So you should have what's yours So take this tear and treasure it And I'll put back my walls. Feather A feather in the wind I drift and float My rest is brief A tree slows my descent As I’m released from the grasp of the warm summer wind Dancing through the leaves I touch briefly so many different lives And move on, because I am A feather in the wind Spiralling out of control Touching, brushing Never able to cling I fall to the ground So slowly but so surely Almost there Certainty finally But no, again the wind To toy with me arrives Taking me off again To touch so many lives. Dream It just takes... One little dream to start the fall one little dream to inspire them all one little dream to smash the wall one little dream to sound the call One little dream to end the fight one little dream to shine the light one little dream to bring forth might one little dream when you sleep at night Trust Trusting me is hard for you You keep so much inside You so much want to tell someone What deep dark thoughts you hide To pour out feelings long supressed To share and lose your fears You need to say how much you care You just can't shed your tears I almost touch the nerve you shield You crave to make a start I want to give you all I have To you, a gift, my heart I'll still be here when it is time For you to gain release To hold you close and hear your pain To help you gain your peace. Amaze To reach for a star that's just too far and never give up, it's the way that you are. To love with your heart, right from the start and promise the world, even though we're apart. Your committment's intense And doesn't make sense But still you amaze me. To continue to care, even when I'm not there To lay down you soul, and leave it bare. To want me so much, the intensity is such you feel my pain and desire my touch. I treat you unkind You never mind And you amaze me. I wish I could make, just for our sakes the perfect world, where oceans are lakes And I was more sure, and could find a cure Of why I am like this and appreciate you more Maybe one day I'll find a way And I'll amaze you That's all she wrote! (If you got this far, please pick up your award for perseverence from the guy at the door on your way out!)

To go way back here to Zadown's post, I have to agree about 28 days later. Just had the chance to see it and wow, very creepy seeing London like that. Had a good mix of intensity and action and not too many 'quiet' spots. Loved it!

Very dark poem, sucked me in as I read it, really good!

So sad but showing strength at the end, really liked it, thankyou!

A beautiful interpretation, lovely!

Another different view of a religion, well written, good job!

I really like the ties on the end of each verse. It makes me think of my own quest for the missing link and all the weird places I've tried to find it, not knowing exactly what 'it' is. Lovely poem!

I'm not really happy with the title for this one, it's more of something to put in the topic. A little girl sat on the stair And watched me as I brushed my hair I looked to her and caught her eye Recalling thoughts of times gone by I found myself in deep regret Of growing older, wishing yet That I could be a child of four With dreams to dream and so much more <<<>>> I sat upon the wooden stair And watched my mother brush her hair She looked at me with longing eyes Which caught me by complete surprise I envied her, her hair so fine Her olive skin and shapely line How I wished to be stood there Brushing through my long dark hair

Sounds like the stray I feed, he disappears all the time too! Don't think he wore green though. Me likes!

Very strong. The repeated use of the word mommy catches you and keeps you there with the child through it all, feeling his fear, great poem.

Has a dark touch of realism to it, I really like it, the way he realises his own failings as soon as he speaks of them, but still has the denial.