James Crow Posted April 21, 2011 Report Posted April 21, 2011 Theme 1: Introduction Coal Miner Moving tons and tons of coal, for a boss that everyone knows. Trapped in here so very long that my skin has failed to see the sun for ages. Found you, flowers in your hair. Lost, you stumbled down into here and asked me to save you! To myself I thought you would be the one doing the saving. There would be no more Moving tons and tons of coal, for a CEO that few people know. Then a thought came to me about running over fields of grass, hearing a voice behind me laugh. Upon turning I feel the sun on my face, and the comforting embrace of you. Before I could answer, the tunnel collapsed! I saw the fragile flowers wilt, as you snapped in two. And without a tear I went back to Moving tons and tons of coal, for a face that no one really knows. ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ 100 poems more to go, 100 more poems. Write one down, And post it around, 99 more poems to go!!
Mardrax Posted April 21, 2011 Report Posted April 21, 2011 Welcome to my burden here James. That it may be as pleasant a burden for you as it is for me. And you're off to a good start
Snypiuer Posted April 21, 2011 Report Posted April 21, 2011 Great start! Give me 99 more in the next 99 days and you got a FREE MIGHTY PEN T-SHIRT! I'm REALLY just glad you took up the challenge because (in my not-so-humble opinion) everything you've written, so far, is REALLY good and I look forward to seeing more!
James Crow Posted April 22, 2011 Author Report Posted April 22, 2011 Now the Crow that laid a golden egg enters the room with a smile, "Lords and Ladies, please lend me your eyes. I would like to post..." Theme 2: Love Two Love Birds I think I fell in love. If I am a crow, then she is a dove, and her coo, out does my caw. But I sit alone on the wire, dreaming second after second. I hope I fell in love. If I a crow, could caw for a dove. If her a dove, could coo for a crow. But still I perch alone on the wire, pining minute after minute. I know I fell in love. As a crow, coo for a dove. As a dove, caw for a crow. Now she cuddles with me on the wire, singing hour after hour. ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ I would like to say that the list of themes that I found differs slightly from Mardrax's, not a lot, just a few themes that I have noticed. I also have to thank you all for believing in me. See you tomorrow!
James Crow Posted April 23, 2011 Author Report Posted April 23, 2011 (edited) Theme 3: Light Night Light Since time began man has feared the night. So with a simple thought they invented light. First was fire, then came candles, next the light bulb. Well, fires frizzle out, candles run out, light bulbs burn out! Will man never win this war with the night!? I think I just might. Staying with you feels right, to me you are my night light. Edited April 23, 2011 by James Crow
James Crow Posted April 28, 2011 Author Report Posted April 28, 2011 I am so, so, SO! Sorry about not posting my poems. Allergies hit me hard this week, but the good news is I feel better and have been writing a poem a day. So now without any further adue. My poems. Theme 4:Dark Dragon A small town feared the roar that came from the mountains that night. The roar of an ancient beast, of a mighty dragon from lore. In the darkness a fire blazed out of control, and in that light they saw what they feared most. A great beast of red, glowing eyes. To light up the world. Just to watch it die! As the blaze went out, and the sun rose up, all that was left of the town was darkness, only ash.
James Crow Posted April 28, 2011 Author Report Posted April 28, 2011 Theme 5:Seeking Solace Keep These Words Seek me out, when everyone turns away, everyone runs away. Keep these words in your mind, near your heart. “Get up! Seize the day. Open your mind. Let us leave this world, ascend to a higher place. Call out so everyone can see solace!
James Crow Posted April 28, 2011 Author Report Posted April 28, 2011 Theme 6: Break Away Save Me My life was in a rut, with no way out. Dreams that I wish I could do, but I am in too deep now. Always hearing a voice in me say, Save me! Run away from my fantasy. Till the end of eternity. As I neared the door to work, I saw a fantasy of mine, getting closer to me. And as you stepped beside me, I whispered in your ear, Save yourself! Run away with your fantasies. Till the beginning of eternity. You stopped and looked at me. Surprise on your face was all that I could see. My heart stopped, as you spoke to me. “Let us Save each other! Running inside our fantasies. For the rest of eternity."
James Crow Posted April 28, 2011 Author Report Posted April 28, 2011 Theme 7: Heaven Out of Business Wandering about after I died. A massive pearly gate I happed to spy. Nobody was in sight as the gate fell from its height. Looking about I stepped inside. A marvelous table graced my eyes. Nobody made a sound as the dust piled all around. Searching about I cried. No glorious angels, it was all a lie. Nobody was around so I turned off the open sign.
James Crow Posted April 28, 2011 Author Report Posted April 28, 2011 (edited) Theme 8: Innocence Baby Eyes I been around for many a turn. Seen what was wrought since I've been born and still I say, “Everything will be okay.” People just sigh and say. Stop looking with your baby eyes. The world will soon collapse, ____________________decay _______________________die! Look at the world and all the graves! Can't you see now what role you have to play. With my head high I turn and sigh, saying, “Yes, the world needs more baby eyes.” Edited April 28, 2011 by James Crow
James Crow Posted April 28, 2011 Author Report Posted April 28, 2011 (edited) I should be posting a bit more regularly now, hopefully. Also sorry if these are not the quality you were hoping for, I'll do better in the following poems. You have my word, a poet's word. So see you all tomorrow. Edited April 28, 2011 by James Crow
James Crow Posted April 29, 2011 Author Report Posted April 29, 2011 (edited) Theme 9: Drive Questions Why do I take the next step? Knowing where it will lead me. Why do I watch the grains fall? Slowly burying me. Why do I let my courage fail me? Time after time. Why do I let my dreams tease me? Destroying my fantasies. Why do I let my heart beat for one more second? Knowing the pain will just increase. Why are the only answers I get from an echo? Only to put me back at the start. Why shouldn't I take my life? ....... It is all because you kissed me goodnight. Edited April 29, 2011 by James Crow
James Crow Posted April 30, 2011 Author Report Posted April 30, 2011 (edited) Theme 10: Breathe Again Caged Bird Walking by the pet store, I saw a pretty little bird trapped in a cage. I said, Caged bird, Caged bird sing for me. Sing for me and I'll set you free. The bird looked at me, tears filled her eyes as she sung. I then set her free. Now they made a caged bird out of me. As I sat on the ground, I heard the most beautiful sound. It was that little bird. She sang, Caged bird, Caged bird sing for me. Sing for me and I'll set you free. Edited April 30, 2011 by James Crow
James Crow Posted May 1, 2011 Author Report Posted May 1, 2011 Theme 11: Memories The Clock tick tick tick tick tick As the clock makes note of the seconds, it reminds me of the years. tick tick tick tick You and I were children, playing by the river. You slipped and fell as you where pulled down my hand caught yours and helped you up. You gave me a smile and said never let me go. tick tick tick You and I were teens, playing by the stream. I tripped and fell and as I pulled you close my hand caught yours and helped in our love. You gave me a smile and said never let me go. tick tick You and I were older now, playing by the brook. I fell to one knee as I pulled out a ring my hand caught yours and helped it on. You gave me a smile, and said never let me go. tick You and I are old, “playing” by the creak. You are lowered down as I pulled out my heart my hand caught yours and helped the good-bye. “You gave me a smile, and said never let me go.” ti..... As my heart makes note of the beats, it won't be long till we are together again. t...
James Crow Posted May 2, 2011 Author Report Posted May 2, 2011 (edited) Theme 12: Insanity Goodnight Pillows always by my head. Pajamas making sure I don't move. Mom and Dad wish me goodnight. They say they will see me soon. Whispers I hear say, something wrong in my head. Mom says the pills will help. Dad says the pills will help. Little brother by my side. Daddy says I lie. Mommy says I lie. Although I remembered they all died. Edited May 2, 2011 by James Crow
James Crow Posted May 3, 2011 Author Report Posted May 3, 2011 (edited) Theme 13: Misfortune A Good Day Got a flat on the way to work. Got fired for being late. Learned my parents got in a wreck. Got pulled over for speeding. Parents died before I arrived. Got mugged on the way to my car. But I guess it could be wor...... ring ring ring ring Found out my wife is leaving me. Turned out she was having an affair. The kid is not even mine. She is taking everything. My lawyer gives me the bill. As he takes my wife! But I say that it is a good day! Cause no way could it get any worse! Edited May 3, 2011 by James Crow
James Crow Posted May 5, 2011 Author Report Posted May 5, 2011 (edited) Theme 14: Smile Surprise Left the house in a hurry. She said, I was not the right man for her. Boss called saying don't bother coming in. My dog ran away. And then a man jumped out of the bushes and said, Smile! Your on candid camera. Everything bad, never really happened! ....... God, do I wish that where true. Edited May 5, 2011 by James Crow
James Crow Posted May 5, 2011 Author Report Posted May 5, 2011 Theme 15: Silence Can't Think Mind a blur. Can't really think. Take another sip of pop. Wishing it was a stronger drink. Holding my head. Wishing the pain away. Holding back the tears of all my yesterdays. Trying to figure out tomorrow when I'm not even done today. And finally, I break! ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH ..... then there is only silence
James Crow Posted May 6, 2011 Author Report Posted May 6, 2011 Theme 16: Questions Cinco de Mayo Just chilling with my friends. Having some tacos when, a lady with some curiosity says, “Why all the tacos?” There going to more people we say. Later on some more people come. Sixty tacos down. Now we see a lady, awful mad and confused. We all ask why? As she death glares us. Later on some people leave. Thirty tacos down. With a paper plane in hand. We say how much trouble will we get in if we land it in some cars? Not much if we offer them a taco! Just a few of us left now. No tacos are left! We are out of tacos! One of us says. To fix it is simple. Hand him some money and say. Get us some more tacos!! CHOP! CHOP! Now all these questions end only at one. Why all the tacos? Only two is how it started. With five years of questions. ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ This was my actual day today. Yeah, lot of tacos.
James Crow Posted May 7, 2011 Author Report Posted May 7, 2011 Theme 17: Blood Vampires! In the days of old counts ruled from a top hills. During day they were feared, and by night they would suck you dry. But eventually a peasant would stand, torch and pitchfork in hand. Screaming, Down with the vampire! And in the end, the peasants would win. Now is much like then. CEOs rule from on high. During business time feared, and by closing they have sucked you dry. Now all we need is an employee to rise, flashlight and baseball bat in hand. Screaming down with the vampire! And in the end I would say the employees would win.
Appy Posted May 8, 2011 Report Posted May 8, 2011 Seattle proved that to a point... Doing well! I just wanted to say that I follow your challenge and admire your poetry Maybe someday I'll say something more specific but for now, keep going by all means!
James Crow Posted May 8, 2011 Author Report Posted May 8, 2011 Awwww, you making me blush. I'll Try to keep up the good work and thanks for the compliment. ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ ♣ Theme 18: Rainbow Pot of Gold As a kid your told about the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. As you grow up people saw that it doesn't exist. But even though they called me crazy. I followed the rainbow, trying to find its end. I lost it in the middle of a parking lot and saw you, standing in a black puddle. It was love at first sight, as the sun broke through the clouds. I saw that we where standing on a rainbow! So, that means the pot of gold, is you.
James Crow Posted May 9, 2011 Author Report Posted May 9, 2011 Theme 19: Grey Overcast The cement I see matches the sky. This all lit up by a black sunrise. I fear it has started to rain. Causing a flash flood, and a tear to slip from your grey eyes. As I say I love you and hold you tight for the rest of our lives.
James Crow Posted May 10, 2011 Author Report Posted May 10, 2011 (edited) I QUIT!! *gasp* You think I am kidding but no. I have been bled dry by this challenge. If you don't believe me look at my last few poems. They...exist but have no soul, no emotion that makes all my other poems good. But damn me, I came up with a poem. I will continue, read my poem and you will understand. Theme 20: Fortitude Little Sister Digging a pencil in my arm to find relief in the pain. Taking way too many sleeping pills just so I don't have to see tomorrow. Finding a razor to cut my wrist trying to end it all. Then my little sister walks in and says, Big brother, what are you doing? Why is your life so bad? Can't you keep on living, just to see me have fun? I simply turned and growled, you don't understand a thing! She just looked at me and shed some tears from her eyes. But time passes and I don't die, but my little sister is lucky to be alive! I cry in her hospital room and my little sister says, Big brother, what are you doing? Why is your life so bad? Can't you keep on living, If I promise to fight to survive? I then wiped the tears from my eyes saying, it's a deal. After that she got up and we walked together out of that place. Now when life gets me down and I want to give up. I close my eyes and hear my little sister say, Big brother, what are you doing? Why is your life so bad? If you promise to keep on living, I promise to fight to survive. Every day is a trial or two, but to my sister those trials are few... Edited May 11, 2011 by James Crow
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