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''Poetry is plucking at the heartstrings, and making music with them. -- Dennis Gabor
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Hey lovely people! If you don't see your poem next week, check back next week! Keep submitting.
The Quintessential Darkness
This is rough still. Suggestions?
"Mona Lisa tried to out do you dear"
DeVinci's inspiration
Mr. Mona, Mona Lisa,
A wry curve masterpiece
So much from just one smile.
We're standing amiss the ruins,
I think our lips met under this same sky.
We're looking lost and helpless,
But I feel better than ever, and I don't know why.
I'm probably over you,
But your smile's so very suggestive
Reminding me of what I had,
Or more or less what I hadn't,
If to hold is to have,
Tell me, why are we sinking?
I think I'll float on now,
So I don't get lost in the moment,
Why don't you lose that lovely grin?
You've never been afraid to let me down before.
You're so irresistible.
But I need more.
"Mona Lisa tried to out do you dear"
DeVinci's inspiration
Mr. Mona, Mona Lisa,
A wry curve masterpiece
So much from just one smile.
We're standing amiss the ruins,
I think our lips met under this same sky.
We're looking lost and helpless,
But I feel better than ever, and I don't know why.
I'm probably over you,
But your smile's so very suggestive
Reminding me of what I had,
Or more or less what I hadn't,
If to hold is to have,
Tell me, why are we sinking?
I think I'll float on now,
So I don't get lost in the moment,
Why don't you lose that lovely grin?
You've never been afraid to let me down before.
You're so irresistible.
But I need more.
Shattered
Shattered pieces
Put them together
Share this beautiful picture with the world
The artist is with just look closely and you will see the pieces of me
Put them together
Share this beautiful picture with the world
The artist is with just look closely and you will see the pieces of me
Lana's comment: Well done! 
Seduced
Your eyes were made to seduce,
My heart meant to be broken
I loved you, you knew
Though the 3 words went unspoken
Breathing grief,
Regrets floating around
Nothing brings relief
Your touch won’t back down
Abuse of denial,
Hope against hope
Forgetting your smile.
With just one stroke…
Heartbreak again for me.
Over quicker every time.
Fairytales fading;
I no longer believe
That somewhere you’re waiting
Waiting for me.
You’ll probably never see
A reason to break my fall
So, move on, again… repeat it all.
Like the last, to the next, like us all… like to me.
Go ahead and critique! =P
My heart meant to be broken
I loved you, you knew
Though the 3 words went unspoken
Breathing grief,
Regrets floating around
Nothing brings relief
Your touch won’t back down
Abuse of denial,
Hope against hope
Forgetting your smile.
With just one stroke…
Heartbreak again for me.
Over quicker every time.
Fairytales fading;
I no longer believe
That somewhere you’re waiting
Waiting for me.
You’ll probably never see
A reason to break my fall
So, move on, again… repeat it all.
Like the last, to the next, like us all… like to me.
Go ahead and critique! =P
Lana's comment: The topic is very common, but I think you covered it quite well. If I could suggest something, I would suggest that you add a little more to it, so we can ''feel the pain'' more, so that we can really relate to your feelings. I would also try to move away from popular phrases, which are indeed so common in these type of poems. Dig deep! However, I think you did a very good job with this. Keep submitting!
Tears
Tears are shed
Tears are shed for pain, the crunching bone in my arm
Tears are shed of joy, for scoring the winning goal
Tears are shed in loss, for the death of my hamster
Tears are shed
Tears are dried
Tears are dried as the casts sets my bone back into place
Tears are dried as I remember there's one more game to go before winning the championship
Tears are dried as a new hamster brings back the memories of the old
And I know everything will be all right again
Tears are shed for pain, the crunching bone in my arm
Tears are shed of joy, for scoring the winning goal
Tears are shed in loss, for the death of my hamster
Tears are shed
Tears are dried
Tears are dried as the casts sets my bone back into place
Tears are dried as I remember there's one more game to go before winning the championship
Tears are dried as a new hamster brings back the memories of the old
And I know everything will be all right again
Lana's comment: I like how this gives us hope again. A short yet very inspiring poem. Keep writing!
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What Does Poetry Mean To You?
I got absolutely no submissions for this, and I want some! So we're repeating the theme:
What makes poetry special to you? Why do you write it? Why do you read it? Does it help you cope? All these questions! I want to know what you think, so feel free to send in all your lovely thoughts!
Come on, young and talented poets! Let me know.
What makes poetry special to you? Why do you write it? Why do you read it? Does it help you cope? All these questions! I want to know what you think, so feel free to send in all your lovely thoughts!
Come on, young and talented poets! Let me know.
Lana's comment: You're very talented! I really enjoyed reading this. I feel the length is quite appropriate, and the ending was very strong. I can't think of anything I'd want to change
. Does anyone have suggestions/comments for Emlee? Send them in!