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[title] => What Am I...
[time] => 2004-03-26 21:25:36
[hometext] => What am I doing here... who am I to think that I can write a poem.. is it poetry that I write..even if it is so.. what kind of an aspiring poet am I..or am I just another cheap imitation..or worse.. a fake...from old chow kit???
[bodytext] => What am I
upon this stage
what is my role
in the poetic niche
am I an engineer
of words upon words
workman like
of stones upon brick
are my words
put upon
constructed
to contain
a monument
to my pride
my egoistical
self esteem
am I a product
of my mind
build upon
my vocabulary's boon
stripped down
to the core
nothing more
a facade of cocoons
or am I an artist born
who stalks the earth
with artful strides
poetically shorn
spewing words
born of storm
passionate bursts
of soulful prose
meaning all
that was said
and behind those
are other traits
silver tounged
and golden lips
torrents of bountiful
deep deep quips
and the wit
oh what wit
the sharpest tool
in the kit
or perhaps a philosopher
born to brood
of scornful whimpers
and dark dark moods
with a mind
that would'nt quit
nary a time
thinking deep
every essence
to be questioned
every thought
to be challenged
likely old
before due time
flooded by cares
that wrinkles skin
but worst
from all the rest
this giddiness
and restless stress
and lastly perhaps
a lost lost soul
searching through cracks
for a meaning to attach
lost in the meadows
of bitter grasses
struggling in the muddy
mires of regrets
crying out in sorrow
and in angry shouts
craving for a morsel
of faith and fate
trapped in a place
with no way out
the only course
is to rave and shout
the lonely lonely mutterings
of a wandering soul
the sad sad sputterings of
a torch running out.
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What Am I...
Contributed by
baronhawk
on
Friday, 26th March 2004 @ 09:25:36 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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What am I
upon this stage
what is my role
in the poetic niche
am I an engineer
of words upon words
workman like
of stones upon brick
are my words
put upon
constructed
to contain
a monument
to my pride
my egoistical
self esteem
am I a product
of my mind
build upon
my vocabulary's boon
stripped down
to the core
nothing more
a facade of cocoons
or am I an artist born
who stalks the earth
with artful strides
poetically shorn
spewing words
born of storm
passionate bursts
of soulful prose
meaning all
that was said
and behind those
are other traits
silver tounged
and golden lips
torrents of bountiful
deep deep quips
and the wit
oh what wit
the sharpest tool
in the kit
or perhaps a philosopher
born to brood
of scornful whimpers
and dark dark moods
with a mind
that would'nt quit
nary a time
thinking deep
every essence
to be questioned
every thought
to be challenged
likely old
before due time
flooded by cares
that wrinkles skin
but worst
from all the rest
this giddiness
and restless stress
and lastly perhaps
a lost lost soul
searching through cracks
for a meaning to attach
lost in the meadows
of bitter grasses
struggling in the muddy
mires of regrets
crying out in sorrow
and in angry shouts
craving for a morsel
of faith and fate
trapped in a place
with no way out
the only course
is to rave and shout
the lonely lonely mutterings
of a wandering soul
the sad sad sputterings of
a torch running out.
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baronhawk
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Re: What Am I...
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by neglected1 on
Friday, 26th March 2004 @ 10:11:50 PM AEST
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and a poet you are.. i found this devine.. you put so many different meanings and made it all revolve around the one potent question.. your not a fake or take from what is not.. you have your own inner strength that you have should upon us... you tested yourself and maybe put yourself to the limits and came out not knowing what you would get out of it.. you came out with a well thought out poem and i enjoyed it soo..
keep it up
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Re: What Am I...
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by ladyfawn on
Friday, 26th March 2004 @ 10:53:16 PM AEST
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ohhh! i love this! its whistful soul searching is so beautiful my words do it no justice; a masterpiece:) hugs n' love nessa
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Re: What Am I...
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by Rakerman1999 on
Friday, 26th March 2004 @ 10:57:11 PM AEST
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My vote says you are a poet sir, and a damn good one.
Very well done
Larry |
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Re: What Am I...
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by Kie on
Friday, 26th March 2004 @ 11:12:20 PM AEST
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| As you know I am a huge fan of your poetry. You are to poetry what Mozart is to musical compositions. You have the touch, the talent and words flow from your pen. I doubt myself all the time in regards to poetry, but then I think so what if it isn't any good, i'm still trying, i'm still writing and either I will get better at it or i'll continue to vent. Don't doubt yourself because you are a POET this I know. As you can tell by the comments I am not the only one who thinks this. So just keep on writing... Kie |
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Re: What Am I...
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by AnGeL_M on
Saturday, 27th March 2004 @ 12:13:26 AM AEST
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I'll Have To Agree With All The Above
You Do Have A Wonderful Talent At Poetry
Your A Great Poet..
Keep Em Coming As I Enjoy Reading Them.
{{{{{{{{ Hugs }}}}}}}}}
,,,,,,,LoVe,,,,AnGeL,,,,,,,
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Re: What Am I...
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by Former_Member on
Saturday, 27th March 2004 @ 12:46:49 AM AEST
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There is no doubt you are a gifted wordsmith. You should just enjoy the gift you were given and make good use of it.
Rita |
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Re: What Am I...
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by lovingcritters on
Saturday, 27th March 2004 @ 01:19:09 AM AEST
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Searching, searching, with words as your guide. Fantastic poem, from every side. You have commited yourself, Baronhawk, friend. If you are not a poet........then a poet's end!
A true poet never finds rest, for with a poet's eye.......nothing will rest. Searching for the depth, the width, the height of your spirit, how deep is your heart, how wide your vision...'tis wonderful to be a poet.....the searching never
stops.....testing, searching, feeling...with each new adventure a poets world becomes even more intriquing........and then you ask "Who am I?" You will never know for sure. Not this year nor the next to come....you are a poet, and no one day for you will ever be the sum. You will grow as you write, maturity never in sight, struggling to find your perfect write, unsure!
Who are you? A Poet, a Wizard with Words, that bring every kind of feeling and whim...You are Blessed, but will always be just a little bit miserable, which you need to be a Poet with diminsions and insight!
Bravo......great write
love,
consue
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