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 Posted: Wed Jul 11, 2007 3:31 pm
We have an entire forum devoted to sharing artwork--so here, finally, is a spot for writers. Whether it's an RP post you're particularly proud of, a poem, a short story...etc; you can place it here before the eyes of the public and hear their opinions. Commentary is welcome and encouraged as long as it's constructive and respectful.
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2007 10:16 am
Here is a poem that I wrote just before my long abscence. Read and enjoy.
Days of Heaven
Sunny days at the sea
White sand, so soft and warm
oh cerulean sea, flow across my feet
cool me with your gentle touch
A white satin dress
decorated with small forget-me-nots
flowing in the gentle breeze
making me believe I'm in heaven
A pure white shell in the sand
mother of pearl gleaming within
soft colors
like in a heavenly dream
Swallows cutting through the air
chasing tiny bugs
butterflies dancing
without sound from flower to flower
Glittering sea
so tempting and blue
like the sky above me
and clear like crystal glass
Refreshingly cool
floating in it
staring at the sky and clouds
dreaming of a neverending summer
Light steps in the sand
joyful leaps in the water
gazing towards the horizon
where a red sun is setting
A sight of uttermost beauty
making the water gleam
like liquid rubies
scattered in the sand
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2007 3:48 pm
Oooh...lovely imagery. ^_^ I was easily drawn in by the words.
A question though...can glass be crystal? I thought that crystal was a sort of stone and glass was sand eated at VERY high temperatures...though I don't know much about either, so I could be wrong. confused
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Posted: Thu Jul 19, 2007 12:58 am
You are right, but there is a type of very fine glasses that is called crystal. They are often used in fine parties or big dinners and in restaurants. They are very expensive also. And it's not only glasses, you can get bowls, goblets and large plates. The bowls and the plates are very heavy.
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Posted: Thu Jul 19, 2007 9:38 am
Ohhh...I didn't know those actually still counted as glass. ^_^ Alrighty then.
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Posted: Thu Jul 19, 2007 9:42 am
This is a poem I wrote for a school project--it was based off of a character in the book The Things They Carried, so you can't fully understand it unless you've read it...but oh well. I'll just stick it here anyways. ^_^
Mary Anne
A world unbroken by man’s troubles—
A kingdom yet unsung
A world constantly growing
So that it’s forever young.
Yet underneath the Always New
There lies a strong foundation.
Still untouched by our destruction—
It’s lain there since Creation.
This magnificently savage place
By darkness was revealed
And when I enter it I am
Enveloped and concealed.
There’s a beauty in this wilderness
A beauty you don’t know…
A beauty I will never see
Unless you let me go…
You just don’t understand, you see
Perhaps you never will…
It has become a part of me
That will not part until—
It ceases to exist.
And on that day, trust you me;
It won’t just be the jungle that has gone—
For I will cease to be.
And yet you still stare at me blankly…
A puzzle piece you seem to lack:
I’m in a place you don’t belong
And I’m not coming back.
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Posted: Thu Jul 19, 2007 1:53 pm
I like your poem the-subtle-knife, even though I haven't read the book you speak about I like it. Especially the effect at the end of the poem where you've made it look like there is two different voices speaking.
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Posted: Fri Jul 20, 2007 8:07 pm
o that was good and i liked the part where you made it look like there was two ppl talking too! nice!
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2007 8:10 am
Thanks! ^_^ Although it wasn't two different people--Luna was pretty close, with the two different voices. The poem was meant to be an explanation from Mary Anne to a man she'd been planning to marry before she fell in love with the jungles of Vietnam. She became a whole new person...and the second voice is sort of her inner monolouge. Though I'm not entirely sure of what I was actually thinking when I wrote it that way... confused I think it was just an odd whim.
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