Position:Home>Poetry> More or less ................! ?

I would like to see some of your medium sized poems, followed by a flurry of semi-colons!.Www@QuestionHome@Com

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Look, my friend, you reach a wide audience here on Y!A!.

But we ain't the most literally inclined bunch on the face of the Earth!. I mean, I don't think any of here are going to win any Pulitzers, or go to Scandinavia to pick up our Nobel Prizes for Literature!.

I'm guessing there are plenty of better forums to submit your efforts to!.

Keep at it, though, I've seen some of your stuff!.!.!.you have a talent!.Www@QuestionHome@Com

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Y!A is a really terrible place to go for literary help!.

Try a dedicated poetry community if you want valuable feedback!. I recommend greatwriting!.co!.uk or thepoetsancutary!.net!.

(If I got those addresses wrong, just Google the names and you'll find them!.)

Edit----> I declare ultimate fail on visionaryme (below)!.Www@QuestionHome@Com

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Unless your computer is malfunctioning it should follow what ever command you give it!.If you come across a command that is not in your programs then you must add it!.Be cautious because there are programs you need a clearance to gain access to!.Www@QuestionHome@Com

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what we need is an unpunctuated world, keep going with your 'Poetry' and let the punctuated people wallow in their ignorance!.Punctuation is like clothing, everyone has tooo much of it!. Www@QuestionHome@Com

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Based on what you'd written, I cannot resist answering this way:

Um, "More or less" doesn't rhyme!.


*wincing just knowing there are those who might write that!.
**and doubly for knowing there are those who think I'm serious here!. Www@QuestionHome@Com

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Hmmmm!.!.!.!.Looks like you have a lot of punctuation!.

I'll go see if I can find some of your supposedly incorrectly punctuated poems!. You seem an interesting fellow!.
Good morning!Www@QuestionHome@Com

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Poetry takes more time and appreciation (in general) than I give here at YA!. However, comments like this make me realize that they deserve more attention and support!.

Keep up the good work!Www@QuestionHome@Com

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I like punctuation!.!.!.Www@QuestionHome@Com

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I am dumb,
but I am not stupid,
I am not an idiot,
I am not a fool,
I am just DUMB!.


Good one, Mattie Www@QuestionHome@Com

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punctuation shmunctuation! Your poetry is literary gold!Www@QuestionHome@Com

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I think they want it to make more sense, but poetry isn't supposed to make senseWww@QuestionHome@Com

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Ignore the spell wh*re
Post some more
No one's keeping score
You have never been a bore!.!.!.SALUTE

unlike visiona** !.!.reminds me of!.!.!.never mind!.Www@QuestionHome@Com

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punctuation is a good thingWww@QuestionHome@Com

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Screw punctuation, don't let anyone tell you what to write!!!!Www@QuestionHome@Com

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Due to my last question, I can not understand it right now since I'm so confused ! Www@QuestionHome@Com

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I ONLY WRITE AND DO NOT BOTHER/WORRY WHAT OTHERS THINK IF THEY LIKE IT GOOD OR ELSE THANKS
A POET HAS ADDRESSED ME BY MY NEW NAME sorry 4 caps i forgot unintended sir/mam

HELLO CANADA

JUST IMAGINE CAN YOU ONE

Sitting under an apple tree
Throwing pebbles at sea,
And when she makes me cry,
She actually helps me and makes me try!.

When she curses you see,
It is good,she actually nurses me,
And when its all her perspiration,
Friends, for me its only inspiration!.

Then I realise how we learn from human face,
And know all about the human race,
And when we know more and more,
Humanity only, benefits ,all for sure!.

We are at answers of all Yahoo Q's,
Each failure is like a step for me,
And it helps me go up, step up the ladder,
Then I come up with,if nothing else,
Something you may call poetry,I confess!.

Alas its a
Love game, this life,
Full of curiousity and strife,
Yet without the misery,
There could be no comparitive story!.
So
Logically,

Between,

Astrology,

Biology,

Pathology,

Geology,

Numerology,

and what have you,

Mythology!.


THE best outcome of all life is

POETRY,

Should we not,rename it as

Poetology!?


OH MY LOVING GOD! TWO

Intellectual are my generations'beings,

Greatest curse on present day progeny,

Officious,malicious and mercenary,

Cruel,lascivious,a class of humanity!.

This planet they call, a global village

Pray have some sense of privilege,

And upon the pedestal of man's remains

I say,do not make indellible domains,

Of time and space,yet to traverse!.

Make not this planet an aliens'retreat,

A symbol of monumental defeat!.

Our vision should not blind us,

Our ego should not devour us,

And leave our remains on a river bed,

But make for us a heavenly pedestal, instead!.


Just Remember THREE
Rememember that, me is, a girl in me;

we cannot make up our mind,

As hormones play havoc,

When we're in the bind!.

We have to still show,love to u we owe,

Or else you won't know,how our hearts' glow,

When we're out and the world is ours,

It is then our better half is yours!.

My love, my dear,at that blueish phase endure,

My hand is still there,my touch is yours,

Your smiles are my loving possession,

Your presence is my very own passion!.

For ever for me a heart throb,for all years,

I live with yee,remember this will thee!.





Priceless Treasure FOUR

I am on the edge of the threshold ,with desire

Where can we alone in this wilderness meet,

As the air perfumes fill my nostrils with love,

As if holding your hands in my dreams,

A one time fantasy, a breath from yonder,

I pick you up, up in the air,

No one ever thought that such would happen,

Until your hands,felt my hands,


Desire spilled from my very being,

Nothing remained but my moisty hands,

As I smelt my palms,your face came up,

From nowhere,as a spring of emotion rose

At once I saw you in front of my eyes emerging,

As if from no where,as you know

It was then that Irealised,

It was u,Dear ROSE!.


I AM FIVE

Since I am the cynosure of your eyes,

I am what for many a one cries,

I am your hearts' throb,

Your very very and very own breath ,

Your very blood and sweat,

Your true and very much your vision,

I am what you want me to be ,

A river,a stone, a monument,

Or a real lover at sea!.

I am what I am as you already know,

What else you want from me !?

For I am what I am,as far as you

And god, my love can see!.

Hope now you will my sole,'heart'

Love, really and truly love me!.


Our Apple Tree SIX

Long, long ago my friend did u know ,

The only tree that the we inherited was ,

An apple tree, as it did then,as it does now,

Depicts fruitfullness and human seeds ,

That grow from generation to generation,

And that message did we get and give,

To generation after genaration, humanity,

And today

We are the products of that hidden secret ,

We call,u know what ever it be!.

Sitting beneath the apple tree,

Einstein saw the world's most secret vision,

A falling apple to the ground and later

Scientifically,

He created his theory of Relativity!.

As he enjoyed the sweetness of the breeze ,

Sitting under the Apple tree,

He created a science, which today is knowledge,

All just sitting below an apple tree!.




Unsound Mind SEVEN
do it just as u wanna do
thats fair,
hold the knife and turn him aroud,
thats what u should do,
imperfect folks who accept imperfection
only r perfect but alas,
Just doing what I must do
like one means an affair,
do what u do but do it right,
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