QOTW for 8/29: Write On!
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| Sun, 08-29-2004 - 10:29am |
Hey all,
I know that at least one other board in particular occasionally runs a "poetry showcase/slam" and that it has been rather successful. Members seem to have a lot of fun--even IF they don't consider themselves poetic--lol!
So I thought we'd give it a try over here... I would like you all to post a poem that you'd like to share that you have written already or perhaps you'd like to try your hand at writing one and post that? If all else fails, how 'bout you CHOOSE a favorite poem that you've always liked and post that here---giving credit to the author of course! As long as you follow the TOS (terms of service) the subject matter can be as individual as you are!
Have fun with this and I'll be back later to post one of mine! Hugs, Lori


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I'm glad you really enjoyed this question of the week! I thought it would be a fun change!
Wow, girl, you sure do have talent!!!! So much emotion---both positive and negative comes through in your words---the memories you shared with "him," the love that was there, all the "firsts" and then the letdown, huge betrayal and loss but ending with some hope in this new life and the possibility that you will be able to take your son to HIS first rock show! Very poignant! Did you actually set this to music? How long have you been writing? Please feel free to post more if you wish! Hugs, Lori
Ok, here's another one. This one isn't very good. I scribbled it down in a rage and never really edited it. DH and I were having problems and had seperated briefly. Basically, he wanted to have the benifits of being married, while continuing to act like he was single. Imagine
Hi All,
HI Lori!
*hugs ~ Caly
The following is a poem I wrote for my therapist, for Father's Day about 4 years ago. I used desk top publishing and gave it to him in a frame, he seems to like it...talks about it often. He is an amazing person who I've been lucky to know for 17 years. I wrote this as a tribute to him, and a way to tell him how I felt.
Emily
Tribute
I wasn’t born of privilege, to call you Father.
Rather, I was born of necessity, to call you Doctor.
Yet, that word rolls from my tongue
with all the fondness of the former.
It was never mine to know you truly,
know of all you are.
Not mine to know of joys and woes,
and all the days in between.
It has been mine to borrow pieces.
Mine to know words spoken to my heart,
and boundless thoughtfulness…
to know a soft voice to calm my fears
and unfaltering support.
I shall never live with the embraces and endearments…
all the occasions and remembrances that mark most unions.
But my life is forever marked by shared laughter, joined sadness,
mutual regard and remarkable friendship.
I’ve been lucky to walk this road,
that oddly I was cursed to walk.
It has been a miraculous journey, to and from your door.
So, when I call you Doctor,
please hear me call you my friend and my family,
my father, my loved one.
And each time I say Thank You,
Please know that it is a tribute,
it is the touch of my hand,
an embrace, and how I say…
I Love You.
Those song lyrics are just terrific. It's a blessing to find something you like and you are so obviously good at. Thanks for sharing the beauty of your piece.
The small treasures one touched me very deeply. It captures precisely how I feel about my son. Thank you for sharing.
Stephanie
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