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Post by ashlibrooke on Mar 6, 2007 15:34:32 GMT -4
Does anyone else write any poetry dedicated to or about Michael? I write quite a bit of poetry that is inspired by him. Here's the most recent that i've wrote...Hope you like. (This is actually the first poem of several in a set called, "His" which will all be about Michael)  |
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Post by linus108 on Mar 6, 2007 16:11:36 GMT -4
i love it. the ending is so true!... "His eyes control my eyes
A spell cast over them
And I cannot stop watching, looking, starring
At his blue...beautiful...blue eyes..." |
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Post by Isobel on Mar 6, 2007 17:18:39 GMT -4
I love your poetry  |
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Post by jenna on Mar 7, 2007 3:14:30 GMT -4
That's great, Ashli!!! It's nice to read poetry about Michael ;D
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Post by ashlibrooke on Mar 7, 2007 8:21:28 GMT -4
Thanks everyone! You all are so nice. I love writing poems about Michael (he's basically all I write about...)
I've wrote a new one called, "His Lips" and I'm working on one called, "His Hands."
Ashli
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Post by rage on Mar 7, 2007 8:22:28 GMT -4
love it!  |
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Post by Charlotte on Mar 7, 2007 9:13:34 GMT -4
I love the poetry. It´s so true ;D
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Post by rednymph234 on Mar 7, 2007 18:17:11 GMT -4
That made me smile. ;D
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Post by rednymph234 on Mar 7, 2007 18:34:46 GMT -4
I have one:
Starry Starry eyes,
Paint them blue and grey.
Look out on a blazing beach
With eyes that see the sun, and know not the darkness in my soul.
Starry Starry Eyes,
Flaming flowers that bubble burn.
How you suffered for their sanity.
Perhaps they’ll listen now—and when all hope is gone, they will beg.
Now I understand what you are trying to say to me.
They could not understand.
They did not know how.
Perhaps they’ll listen now.
Now I understand what you are trying to say to me.
Starry Starry Eyes,
Paint the trees and ocean’s gaze.
Behold eternity!
Yes, we shall, as we lie together upon the virgin sands--We shall.
Starry Starry Eyes,
A yawning realm of magnet stare.
They would not listen, they’re still not listening.
--Lost in a lost world--
The world was never intended for one as beautiful as you.
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Post by ashlibrooke on Mar 7, 2007 18:36:11 GMT -4
Thank you all so much for everything that you've said about my poems. Here's the poem that I wrote after it about his lips...  |
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Post by ashlibrooke on Mar 7, 2007 18:38:45 GMT -4
I have one: Starry Starry eyes, Paint them blue and grey. Look out on a blazing beach With eyes that see the sun, and know not the darkness in my soul. Starry Starry Eyes, Flaming flowers that bubble burn. How you suffered for their sanity. Perhaps they’ll listen now—and when all hope is gone, they will beg. Now I understand what you are trying to say to me. They could not understand. They did not know how. Perhaps they’ll listen now. Now I understand what you are trying to say to me. Starry Starry Eyes, Paint the trees and ocean’s gaze. Behold eternity! Yes, we shall, as we lie together upon the virgin sands--We shall. Starry Starry Eyes, A yawning realm of magnet stare. They would not listen, they’re still not listening. --Lost in a lost world-- The world was never intended for one as beautiful as you. I love it, So beautiful. Also, I love the rhythm of the poems itself. It doesn't rhyme, yet it moves as you read from line to line. Thank you for sharing. Ashli PS-This go to Michael, like mine do? *smiles* Just wondering... |
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Post by rednymph234 on Mar 8, 2007 1:45:26 GMT -4
Thanx AshliBrooke!~!!!!!
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Post by rage on Mar 8, 2007 4:37:55 GMT -4
rednymph234, very nice!!! ashlibrooke, last three lines....  very beautiful end |
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Post by Charlotte on Mar 8, 2007 6:56:55 GMT -4
ashli and rednymph your poems are beautiful. I really enjoyed reading them!!
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Post by ashlibrooke on Mar 8, 2007 8:07:08 GMT -4
Thank you all. I'm glad that you like them. His eyes and lips are beautiful...
Ashli
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