reverie Posted October 16, 2003 Report Posted October 16, 2003 (edited) Hey all, just thought I'd share some... I'm getting two of my poems published in a non-profit maryland association news letter (M-Anation) I belong too... It's not much but's it's a start... the Poems are: 'Christmastime' and 'Alone...' 17NOV2001 … written for Signe Christmastime, Another day, as it is known Takes time to sparkle all it’s own And lonely ones shed tears no more As loved one’s knock upon your door. When calls are made, old friends remember They’re not forgotten in cold December In a rush, no time for thought Hearts are warmed, kind words are bought Sent many miles, with gifts that say I remembered you, will you remember me? As smiles turn inward one can reflect It’s Christmastime, do not forget To wish all well that you hold dear And fill them all with you good cheer… 13SEP2003 Alone, but only just so… I find myself in my usual state, Lost again in that weary flow of thought That calls on me to justify my existence Aloof and alone, but only just so… I speak to the voice, which is me. In quiet tones of acquiescence… For I am never truly alone Just starved for good conversation… I, apologizing for the silence, Listen, as somewhere deep and willfully half-forgotten, a child cry’s again: Where are we going, and why are we here? And why does our heart spill over with tears? Why do I die, while you get to thrive? In forgiveness half-given, but only half-tried. If turmoil kills me, then I bless back to you A Three-fold forgotten misshapen half-truth As we cling and we chafe to memory’s waste, I remember... the horror and price to make safe. What is it we did, or did much too late? To burden with lies, so selfish we hate… I pull back from the gaze, which burns my wisdom so thin And makes the reality of myself seem so hollow to that loneliest side of me, I, we linger in the remembrance, sometimes too long For I do regret almost everything, and fear that is shows For the mirror of memory glows slowly in sullen repose Aloof and alone, but only just so I struggle to make peace, with the child I released… revery the dreamlost "turn, turn, turn...(the birds)" the dream continues... Edited October 16, 2003 by reverie
Peredhil Posted October 16, 2003 Report Posted October 16, 2003 Hoots, w00ts, cheers, whistles and stomps his feet. Hoo-ah! Any time you get published is a good time! That's wonderfully greatly magnificent. Couldn't happen to a nicer dream-lost poet.
Savannah Posted October 16, 2003 Report Posted October 16, 2003 Congratulations! To see your work in print will be wonderful. There exist only three beings worthy of respect: the priest, the soldier, the poet. To know, to kill, to create. Charles Baudelaire (1821 - 1867),
Kalypso Posted October 16, 2003 Report Posted October 16, 2003 That's outstanding!!!! Congrats!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Lady Celes Crusader Posted October 17, 2003 Report Posted October 17, 2003 Congrats!!! It might not be much but it is a beginning. :woot:
Salinye Posted October 17, 2003 Report Posted October 17, 2003 Reverie! That's so awesome! Congratulations! ~Salinye
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