f1freak 0 #1 January 1, 2003 ok, i am no writer, but lately i have been getting into poetry.... does any one else use that to get through the tough times????HAVE FUN... ...JUST DONT DIE Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
dzdiva 7 #2 January 1, 2003 Yes...I write poetry and keep a journal!!It helps!"It's not just a daydream if you choose to make it your life..." Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
f1freak 0 #3 January 1, 2003 Okay, i will be the first (Beer) to post a piece..... Standing on the outside Looking through the window Trying to find the door I need to find the door Standing on the outside Looking through the window I can see the warmth But I am so cold Standing on the outside Looking through the window I can see happiness But I cannot smile Standing on the outside Looking through the window I see the hands of others But I am afraid to hold them Standing on the outside Looking through the window I can see the love But I do not think of it as real Standing on the outside Looking through the window Trying to find the door I need to find the doorHAVE FUN... ...JUST DONT DIE Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
f1freak 0 #4 January 1, 2003 yea, it does help... HAVE FUN... ...JUST DONT DIE Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
jtval 0 #5 January 1, 2003 you asked for it! Stripped One day you’ll tell me that I’m blind. The very next you’ll help me with my mind. Then, you strip it all from me, Laughingly, you say sorry. The oceans of my love are now salt Once again it’s all my fault. My eyes feel like there gonna bleed from staring at your misery The tide: it pulls you from me. I’m hopelessly adrift at sea. I see the waves crash on the shore And now love closes its own door Now you say that you’re not sure; You need some time, maybe more. What will be just has to be I love you, why can’t you see I am here to make you love the one that you were dreaming of. And now you close your eyes to sleep I’m stuck in quicksand; it’s so deep. You just stand and watch me sink. Now I know just what you think as I am swimming through your dreams. One day you tell me… JT Valente 28 Jan 96My photos My Videos Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
dzdiva 7 #6 January 1, 2003 Hey Trav...who doesn't suck?!? Not bad dude!!! "It's not just a daydream if you choose to make it your life..." Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
freeflir29 0 #7 January 1, 2003 Quote I write poetry and keep a journal!!It helps I usually just resort to drinking beer!! Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
jtval 0 #8 January 1, 2003 I ogt one of those too clay. Ill post it later!My photos My Videos Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
dzdiva 7 #9 January 1, 2003 Everybody's looking for something, What it is we are not sure. It seems we spend our life searching, Trying to open a new door. I used to think to have a man, Would be all that I would need, But those I picked weren't good for me, They only made my heart bleed. To go through all these trials, It seems I paid a small fee. As I get older,I'm wiser too, I learned to take care of me. So when life throws me a curveball, I just take it all in stride. The most important things I need, Have always been inside!"It's not just a daydream if you choose to make it your life..." Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
dzdiva 7 #10 January 1, 2003 Actually I do all three! "It's not just a daydream if you choose to make it your life..." Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
f1freak 0 #11 January 1, 2003 Cool, thanks for sharing.... HAVE FUN... ...JUST DONT DIE Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Iezyka 0 #12 January 1, 2003 I don´t write often, but when something bothers me and talking to friends doesn´t help, I just write down all my thoughts, without editing. This is a rare thing; but sometimes I realize that I somehow managed to create an intelligent theory. But mostly it´s just pure FUN to read later. For a micro-second before I realize it´s my thoughts, I think things like: 'what irrational lunatic could even come up with these kind of ideas' Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
ECVZZ 0 #13 January 1, 2003 Very nice Laurie!And your sig line kicks ass! Baaad company, till the day I die!Greg Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
dzdiva 7 #14 January 1, 2003 Thanks!Seagull you fly across the horizon.... "It's not just a daydream if you choose to make it your life..." Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
jtval 0 #15 January 1, 2003 nice DZDIVA!My photos My Videos Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
dzdiva 7 #16 January 1, 2003 You're not too shabby yourself JT. "It's not just a daydream if you choose to make it your life..." Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
jtval 0 #17 January 1, 2003 thanks! I GUESS I could post a nice one...but I have to go!My photos My Videos Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
misskriss 0 #18 January 1, 2003 you are an amazing writer.......i told you to get started on that book...just change the names to protect the innocent.. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
f1freak 0 #19 January 1, 2003 LOL... Yea, thanks.... I guess i have a few now.... HAVE FUN... ...JUST DONT DIE Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
jtval 0 #20 January 1, 2003 Quotethanks! I GUESS I could post a nice one...but I have to go! here's one!(im actuall yhaving them added to my website. that is the ONLY reason I have the already typed up Droplets (This piece was my first published work!) Droplets of salt run down my cheek where are the tender words we used to speak I'm left drowning in a see of sorrow I beg you to come back tomorrow cobwebs cling to my dreams my voice is filled with sighs my shattered heart screams and it speaks through my eyes look at my saddened face, please show me mercy I’m filled with a dark emptiness, can you not see? My heart: stone in flames Drops as does the falling rain fractions of dreams weep through my mind a lonely image: all I can find. I awake to tears raining from my eyes my heart screams for a love that never dies cobwebs cling to my dreams my voice is filled with sighs my shattered heart screams and it speaks through my eyes droplets of salt run down my face....My photos My Videos Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
jimmytavino 16 #21 January 1, 2003 aside from little 2 liners,, i only have composed One poem which is rather uplifting to me....when i share it........It has to do with ,,(what Else ? ) Skydiving!!! Just One There was a voice inside me I'd hear it now and then, when days were warm or skies were blue or I was with a friend. It started soft, with gentle urges but grew and grew in leaps and surges 'til from my mouth, as if a shout,,, One day I said,,,,, Or blurted out!!!! "For sure, why not? It might be fun." "A parachute jump! from a plane! Just One". I'd heard about it once or twice,, and always thought it would be nice,,, to float around, and look way down, check out the ground, not make a sound.!! Well the chance arose, one free fall day, and some friends and I , we made our way, through what it was one had to do, to safely make a jump or two...I can tell you now, it was pretty hairy !!! The time was near, my mind unclear, and things were looking scarey !!! "What are you doing?, Is it safe? , are you sure? " said that little voice inside me, But I reassured myself and said, "I have my head to guide me". "For just this once, I'll DO this thing, and leave a plane in flight, and makes some friends, and have some laughs and it'll be over by tonight". So UP I went , and out the door, and to my surprise, came back for more. Well it's been a while since that Autumn day, and a thousand jumps have gone their way. The early days of aprehension,,,,,,,, are GONE,, my friends.... there is no tension.!!!! Now , jumping's MORE than "lots of fun !! ",,,, and think,,,,, It started with,,, Just One... jimmeettee circa 1977.... happy new years, to all.. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
blewaway5 0 #22 January 1, 2003 yep, I write poetry occasionally. It's not worth all that much, but hey, sometimes I do try. Here's one for all of you. As a distant rumble carries on the breeze the moon begins her slow ascension. A man staning just outside the pale glare of a street light casually drops his cigarette, preparing for what he knows must come. Half a continent away his mind has flown, even as he struggles to bring it home again. With an olympic effort he begins to regain control. At just that moment the distant rumble speaks and a deep, mournful whistle pierces the night's reverie, sending his mind on with wishes of godspeed. The man at first clings to his control, but soon he must succumb. With an incredible swiftness he is there, remembering what used to be. A warm autumn evening punctuated by loves sweet first kiss; a wintry night under a starry canopy holding her in his arms; all of these and more, all set to the haunting sound of a train passing, somewhere, far away. Truman Sparks for President Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Push 0 #23 January 1, 2003 Quote Well it's been a while since that Autumn day, That's great. I've saved that if you don't mind If you do, just drop me a line and I'll erase it. Here's some of mine. Unfortunately, I only write when something tumultuous has happened, and until I started skydiving most of those things were bad, so this poem is kinda dark. I'm planning to write a skydiving poem one day The face of an angel -------------------- A steep cliff, a loud birdcall, a haven above, At the bottom I stand, my head in the clouds, At the bottom I stand, dazed by the light, Wonder if I can make this impossible climb? A sharp cliff, a bird calls, green trees at the top, If I start climbing now I don't know if I'll stop. All I know is that face that I see in the sky, Is the face of an angel, who urges to try. As I survey the face of the enemy cliff I cannot see a weakness, no place for a grip. The bottom is barren and the sand here is cold, Noone is here to catch me if I fall. I place my first step, oh how steep is the face! No nooks, my foot cannot find it's place. A small rock protrudes a bit more up the slope A heave, a short flight, stabs of pain and a hold. It is too late now to admit my mistake, This rock is loose, it cannot hold my weight. Small bits of dust crumble off down the wall Then, ever so slowly, the cliff lets me fall. As I hit the bottom, the rocks break my bones And only the echo reflects from the stones. Why am I climbing? I say to myself Only the echo seems here to help. A steep cliff, a loud birdcall, a haven above, At the bottom I, broken, look high up the bluff, For I know that the reason that I have to climb Is her face looking down at me, knowing she's mine. -- Toggle Whippin' Yahoo Skydiving is easy. All you have to do is relax while plummetting at 120 mph from 10,000' with nothing but some nylon and webbing to save you. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Push 0 #24 January 1, 2003 That's really good. I've noticed that your avatar is the Wish You Were Here cover. You listen to a lot of Pink Floyd? -- Toggle Whippin' Yahoo Skydiving is easy. All you have to do is relax while plummetting at 120 mph from 10,000' with nothing but some nylon and webbing to save you. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Mindygirl 0 #25 January 2, 2003 The perfect man is gentle Never cruel or mean He has a beautiful smile And keeps his face so clean. The perfect man likes children And will raise them by your side He will be a good father As well as a good husband to his bride. The perfect man loves cooking Cleaning and vacuuming too He'll do anything in his power To convey his feelings of love on you. The perfect man is sweet Writing poetry from your name He's a best friend to your mother And kisses away your pain. He never has made you cry Or hurt you In any way Oh, fuck this stupid poem The perfect man is gay. Wow! Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
