How bout some poetry and writing

kgraybill · 01-15-2009, 07:18 PM

Anybody like to write? post comments or your own work.

I wrote this one after hearing about a child being abused.

Wisper from a Butterly
I know your secret.
A butterfly whispered it in my ear.
A beautiful soul you have torn. Sweet and delicate innocence you have taken.
You shall be hunted above all men.
Run… run fast, run hard for this will sweeten the chase.
You shall be bound to your transgressions and they shall be taken by the pain of your flesh.
Your torn and bleeding body will be placed on a bed of thorns
and shall be tossed in a shallow grave before you breath your last.
In this tomb, an image of your victim will remain
Your eyes shall be pierced with the fangs of vipers so you will see this image.
You will implore to look away and your supplication will not be answered.
Screams of torment and agony will go unheard and you will receive no relief.
A tree shall be planted next to this grave and it will feed on your rotting flesh
It shall be cursed for this and die. It will crash to the ground and crush your bones.
Your evil soul will be ripped from you and the hound of hell shall feast on all that is left.
You are no more. Your wretched existence is forgotten but one.
Only God can comfort the precious butterfly that whispered in my ear.
May God cast his love and heal broken wings.
May God forgive my hatred and transgressions.

Starscream · 01-20-2009, 08:06 PM

Not my own, but here goes:

So much depends

Upon a red

Wheelbarrow

Glazed with rainwater

Beside the white

Chickens

by William Carlos Williams

Gargoyle · 01-20-2009, 09:45 PM

I wrote this about 6 years ago...

A Corpse in the Woods

I stumbled across you in the woods
Startled by your soft murmur
You were unmistakably ill
Freezing and starving
You were beyond help
I left you there to die

Your beautiful skin
Grotesquely discolored
I could smell you rotting
Gaunt and withering
Struggling to survive
It excited my senses

A few days had passed
Your lifeless body is stiff
I can't resist the temptation
Your burning corpse
Flesh snapping and popping
Such a beautiful moment

You haunt my dreams
I wish I had been there
The moment you died
Will I ever find
Another autumn leaf
As enchanting as you?

kgraybill · 01-23-2009, 10:30 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Gargoyle

I wrote this about 6 years ago...

A Corpse in the Woods

I stumbled across you in the woods
Startled by your soft murmur
You were unmistakably ill
Freezing and starving
You were beyond help
I left you there to die

Your beautiful skin
Grotesquely discolored
I could smell you rotting
Gaunt and withering
Struggling to survive
It excited my senses

A few days had passed
Your lifeless body is stiff
I can't resist the temptation
Your burning corpse
Flesh snapping and popping
Such a beautiful moment

You haunt my dreams
I wish I had been there
The moment you died
Will I ever find
Another autumn leaf
As enchanting as you?

I like this!

kgraybill · 01-23-2009, 10:35 PM

Push me Papa

Push me Papa, I heard many a day
How I love to hear those words you say

Higher… Higher yelled with a grin
Coming back down entering a spin

Leaning back to look at the sky
No rhyme or reason or wondering why

Floating and twirling, rise and fall
No worries here, you’re above it all

Standing back I watch you and smile
Laughed so hard and laughed for a while

Papa Papa, push me again

Now it’s cold and that tire hangs lonely and still
Come next spring, Yes I will

“Push me Papa” I’ll wait to hear
And see those smiles I hold so dear.

01-15-2009, 07:18 PM	#1
kgraybill Still Watching My Back Join Date: Oct 2008 First Name: Ken Location: Ellenwood, Georgia Posts: 181 Trading: (0)	How bout some poetry and writing Anybody like to write? post comments or your own work. I wrote this one after hearing about a child being abused. Wisper from a Butterly I know your secret. A butterfly whispered it in my ear. A beautiful soul you have torn. Sweet and delicate innocence you have taken. You shall be hunted above all men. Run… run fast, run hard for this will sweeten the chase. You shall be bound to your transgressions and they shall be taken by the pain of your flesh. Your torn and bleeding body will be placed on a bed of thorns and shall be tossed in a shallow grave before you breath your last. In this tomb, an image of your victim will remain Your eyes shall be pierced with the fangs of vipers so you will see this image. You will implore to look away and your supplication will not be answered. Screams of torment and agony will go unheard and you will receive no relief. A tree shall be planted next to this grave and it will feed on your rotting flesh It shall be cursed for this and die. It will crash to the ground and crush your bones. Your evil soul will be ripped from you and the hound of hell shall feast on all that is left. You are no more. Your wretched existence is forgotten but one. Only God can comfort the precious butterfly that whispered in my ear. May God cast his love and heal broken wings. May God forgive my hatred and transgressions. __________________ Ken

01-20-2009, 08:06 PM	#2
Starscream Knowhutimean, Vern? Join Date: Oct 2008 First Name: Andy Location: In a little town somewhere in the USA Posts: 10,237 Trading: (4)	Re: How bout some poetry and writing Not my own, but here goes: So much depends Upon a red Wheelbarrow Glazed with rainwater Beside the white Chickens by William Carlos Williams __________________ Insert quote here.

01-20-2009, 09:45 PM	#3
Gargoyle Got Coffee? Join Date: Oct 2008 First Name: Patrick Location: Central MA Posts: 389 Trading: (7)	Re: How bout some poetry and writing I wrote this about 6 years ago... A Corpse in the Woods I stumbled across you in the woods Startled by your soft murmur You were unmistakably ill Freezing and starving You were beyond help I left you there to die Your beautiful skin Grotesquely discolored I could smell you rotting Gaunt and withering Struggling to survive It excited my senses A few days had passed Your lifeless body is stiff I can't resist the temptation Your burning corpse Flesh snapping and popping Such a beautiful moment You haunt my dreams I wish I had been there The moment you died Will I ever find Another autumn leaf As enchanting as you?

01-23-2009, 10:35 PM	#5
kgraybill Still Watching My Back Join Date: Oct 2008 First Name: Ken Location: Ellenwood, Georgia Posts: 181 Trading: (0)	Re: How bout some poetry and writing Push me Papa Push me Papa, I heard many a day How I love to hear those words you say Higher… Higher yelled with a grin Coming back down entering a spin Leaning back to look at the sky No rhyme or reason or wondering why Floating and twirling, rise and fall No worries here, you’re above it all Standing back I watch you and smile Laughed so hard and laughed for a while Papa Papa, push me again Now it’s cold and that tire hangs lonely and still Come next spring, Yes I will “Push me Papa” I’ll wait to hear And see those smiles I hold so dear. __________________ Ken