Blessed are we, the keepers of the words. To share with a pen the thoughts from our souls
Your words are well crafted, my friend. keep it up!
I'm no Robert Burns or W.B. Yeats, but I try.
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Roisin-Teagan
"There, in that hand, on that shoulder under that chin---all of its lightness delicately balanced and its strings skillfully bowed---it becomes a voice."---Rich Mullins
"At 18, if you have oversized aspirations, the whole world sees you as a dreamer. At 40, you get the reputation for being a visionary." ---Rich Mullins
"God gives the gifts where He finds the vessel empty enough to receive them."---C.S. Lewis
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Partial to Poe and Frost myself =)
We all have our own style, You're quite good. You ever consider collecting it and publishing a collection? Kinda pricy, (~$400 US for 60 copies of Mysteries of the Mind when I did it) but it feels good. Also, looks like you may well have enough material by what you've posted here.
Music is holy, art is sacred, and creativity is power
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"Always forgive your enemies; nothing annoys them so much." Oscar Wilde
Some men are drawn to oceans, they cannot breathe unless the air is scented with a salty mist. Others are drawn to land that is flat, and the air is sullen and is leaden as August. My people were drawn to mountains- Earl Hamner Jr.
I really don't do poetry so poems to me are like a painting. I may not be able to analize it's artistic merits, but I know what I like and I know what speaks to me.
So, don't laugh if I am really off base here but what this poem said to me is the things we hold onto may not be the best things for us and we may wake up one day and realize we are old and we let our life pass us by because we held onto the wrong dream. Got the banshee instead of the lady love.
Then again, Roisin tells me it is all about intrepretation, so I can't be 'wrong'. Was I anywhere near the author's intent?
Elspeth
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Compassion is the sometimes fatal capacity for feeling what it is like inside somebody else's skin. It is the knowledge that there can never really be any peace and joy for me until there is peace and joy finally for you too. - Frederick Buechner
If society prospers at the expense of the intangibles, how can it be called progress?
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I feel that for a given piece to mean *something* to those who read it is what is important. It doesn't matter if it is the same thing as what the writer saw/felt when they wrote it.
Just my 2 cents worth on the matter. I know that for my own material, I don't care if someone who reads it sees or feels the same thing I saw or felt as I wrote it. Just so long as they see or feel something from it then I feel like I've done my job. Anyone else share this view?
I feel that for a given piece to mean *something* to those who read it is what is important. It doesn't matter if it is the same thing as what the writer saw/felt when they wrote it.
Just my 2 cents worth on the matter. I know that for my own material, I don't care if someone who reads it sees or feels the same thing I saw or felt as I wrote it. Just so long as they see or feel something from it then I feel like I've done my job. Anyone else share this view?
I totally agree with you both. Poetry is sort of like painting or a sculpture---once you have created it you have to let it stand on its own. The artist hopes what he or she was trying to convey or create is sensed by the on-looker in some form or fashion, but as we have heard before 'Beauty is in the eye of the beholder'.
I too love Poe and Frost. I would love to own E. A. Poe's entire written collection of works. Out of all the Poets I taught in High School Poe seems to be all the student's favorite.
As for publishing a collection of my own poetry---I have thought about it, but wondered if anyone would want to read them. Outside of five works being published, I have felt little encouragment from family and friends about my writing. There is something about putting pen to paper. It is almost mystic, like a driving force within my soul. I often write emotional impressions of the heart. Sometimes I start with an idea, but most of the time it is a deep running emotion that last only for a brief moment. In order to capture it and explore it---I have to try to put that feeling into words. Maybe this sounds a little trite, but it is my method and reason for writing poetry.
Ok, i am not much of a poet. I know songs are poems. But for 20 yrs almost I have been writting for goth/ heavy metal type songs... so this lighter stuff is new to me...LOL!! I'm not a poet it and I know it!!!!LOL!!!!! But here we go anyway....
Faerie woman will ye visit me tonight and take me to the lands beneath the hills to drink the best of wines, dance to music so sweet
But only to wake and it still be night with only a rose to show you were here
When next you come, I'll give you my heart and ask for you to stay
But I'm an old man now as time has passed for you did not appear
The air grows cold, it is my time But wait! What 's this I see? it be m'lady in white she has come for me..
For those that aren't familiar with celtic lore.... the lady in white, his faery woman... is the banshee...
Don't be too cruel..
barddas,
In my opinion, a poet is a storyteller just as a bard is a storyteller. The old ballads that were sung and passed from generation to generation are pieces of poetry, at least this is what my British Lit. professor told us. These particular works weren't written down at first, but only sung in taverns and watering holes of old. In some instances, old ballads started out as poetry and some poetry started out as ballads then later recorded for prosperity. So from one poet to another your piece was very good.