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The Ship
The ship
with sails of white
and soaring matchstick mast
bobs proudly in vast bathwaters,
rocked to and fro by tides no ocean knows -
until a sudden gurgling rush
sends it, startled, adrift;
wet paper sails,
the ship.
The ship
with sails of white
and soaring matchstick mast
bobs proudly in vast bathwaters,
rocked to and fro by tides no ocean knows -
until a sudden gurgling rush
sends it, startled, adrift;
wet paper sails,
the ship.
Literature
Cuts
Dyke.
Fag.
Queer.
Words I've come to know as name.
They jeer and they push and they taunt.
I give them no tears, no blood, no hurt.
I remain as sturdy as stone.
Underneath I am crumbling.
Do they know each word is a cut?
A mentally inflicted wound?
With every sharp letter,
I am left with another hurt to heal.
What does it matter?
Why should I care?
Their ignorance should not bother me.
But it does and it will, forever.
I am still a person.
Still worth the attention and voice of any other.
But they don't care.
I'm worthless, useless, beneath them.
I'm gay.
Literature
Quote
Why are you crying?
**I've lost something**
What did you lose?
**nothing becasue it never existed in the first place**
Than why are you sad?
**becasue nothing was everything I had**
Literature
Scars
I didn't do it to hurt you
Or to make you mad at me
I didn't do it to show you
The emotional side of me
I did it only to remind me
Of things that shouldn't be
Of pain I've had
Of love I've lost
And what someday
Will be
The scars I hide
For none to see
Are worse than these my dear
And in my heart
The scars I hide
Are the only thing I fear
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This was a mini-experiment to thaw my brain a bit. Written in rictameter form: nine lines, with the syllable pattern 2, 4, 6, 8, 10, 8, 6, 4, 2. First and last lines must be the same. It was nice and simplistic so I thought I'd give it a go.
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Wow.
This is something else, all right. You even have the linguistics down for the setting, and your alliterative inclines lattice beautifully, and you once again dazzled with the toned syllables. You’re a master with rhythmic poetry.
This is something else, all right. You even have the linguistics down for the setting, and your alliterative inclines lattice beautifully, and you once again dazzled with the toned syllables. You’re a master with rhythmic poetry.