Any poets here? Any?

[Daniel Williams]

Hi, I just was curious does anyone like writing poems when they're bored or just in the mood? I wrote a poem, but wasn't sure if anyone would like it or not. It's entitled Lego is not just a toy... here it is...

Lego is not just a toy

To me, it’s a doorway

A doorway to worlds

Worlds that I can only imagine

In my dreams and fantasies

As I build scenes from bricks

Bricks made of plastic

They become more than just pieces of plastic

They become what I want

They become a ship of the line

A city of happy wondering people

Chatting together, telling their own individual stories

A Lego minifigure is not just a small plastic part

No, it’s a person like Barbie or GI Joe

A minifigure is unique

Unique in it’s a pirate on sailing across oceans

Or a cop chasing down bad guys through the city

Or a Jedi knight from a galaxy far away

Or anything that the person dreams of

Lego is not just a toy

It is a wonderfully unique

Ageless, timeless and ever changing dream

Of every child who wishes to be taken

To be taken on a journey

Journey to worlds, times and places beyond

Their reaches, yet they feel real

That's most of it, I didn't know how to end it, so I stopped there, any comments or suggestions? Or does anyone else want to share poems that they wrote? Don't be shy, it would be awesome to read others poetry and to talk about it as well.

[Brickdoctor]

From my elementary school years:

Little girls are wierd

Little girls are odd

I'll have to marry one someday

But right now, I rather kiss a cod.

No offense intended.

Edited July 4, 2010 by Brickdoctor

[BrickClick]

From my elementary school years:

Little girls are wierd

Little girls are odd

I'll have to marry one someday

But right now, I rather kiss a cod.

No offense intended.

Three letters: LOL

And Daniel thats pretty cool nice work!

[Joey Lock]

Oh my dear Chantelle

You make me feel so swell.

I think about you everyday

I cannot think about another way

That I wouldn't be with you to say

I love you my dear Chantelle

Each and everyday I'm away

It pains me to just to say

I miss you

But then I go think it through

And I realise that I do love you

Oh my dear, Chantelle.

I hurts just to think you'll say

"No" to me just some day

Oh please my darling won't you say

That I love you...

I love you...

I dreamt about your lovely smile

As we were walking down the aisle

The crowds of people all filled with glee

I realised it was our family

I love you...

When I close my eyes and think of you,

I know exactly what to do,

To make you feel like an Angel

You are lovely dear Chantelle,

My love for you, Only god can tell!,

Oh how I wish that I could just yell,

That I love you!

I love you more than time can tell,

I love you my dear sweet Chantelle,

You are the only thing to me,

That makes me feel so happy,

I wish I could embrace you now,

And be there with you now somehow,

We may live many miles away,

But that is not going to stop me to say,

That I love you...

Whenever I think of you,

I realise, how much I do love you.

Your the greatest thing to me,

Now if I could only be,

With you right now,

Right there somehow,

To hold my arms around you,

To tell you that its very true,

I really love you.

Oh, I love you.

You are so wonderful, Dear Chantelle,

From the heavens, you must have fell,

For you are a true angel,

From the Mountains I would yell,

That I love you, my dear Chantelle.

A long long love poem I wrote for my Girlfriend, She loved it!

I like to write other poetry but I can't find the files!

[jarichonas]

I'm poet too, but i don't create my texts about lego :)

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Edited July 19, 2010 by jarichonas

[Brickdoctor]

I'm poet too, but i don't create my texts about lego :)

The idea is to post the poems here.

[The Crazy One]

Er, well I know a few, but mainly rude ones, and not wanting to cause offense, I won't tell.

I haven't written my own poetry for years. I remember the competitions at school and when I won one with a poem about the Nile. Ill try and find it and post it here later.

[Righteous Squid]

A Feeling I’m Forgetting.

You go the way that memory fades,

Reliving the old scratched record plays

As the glorious revolution adds

Another twenty four hours

To your catalogue of days.

You go the way that memory fades

And in shadows hope that heaven waits

Where saints of patience walked and talked

Or cried aloud with God

While waiting on a breath or whispered word;

And the mournful daughters, lovers spurned and driven

To cloistered cages where their passion slowly burned

Over every sacred page they turned, still unable to consume

The bitter taste that youth abused had given.

You go the way that memory fades,

This crumbling in the clay God made

And shaped and formed

While dreaming the shapes of mortal men

Before we left to dream our own.

Now dust settles on every surface of my soul,

The fire low, the ash turns cold,

And we sleep, and we grow old.

You go the way that memory fades,

The road proceeds, the horizon stays,

and you somewhere beyond it.

[Brickdoctor]

Er, well I know a few, but mainly rude ones, and not wanting to cause offense, I won't tell.

Mine was quite rude.

[The Crazy One]

Mine was quite rude.

Mild conpared to the ones I can remeber from school.

[Aanchir]

Here's one of mine. I tend to be most comfortable writing sonnets. I ought to expand into more creative meters, but every time I've tried the end result just ended up feeling like a ripoff of better-known poets like e.e. cummings.

[Brickdoctor]

Mild conpared to the ones I can remeber from school.

Okay. I'm scared now.

Edited July 7, 2010 by Brickdoctor

[BrickClick]

Great poems everyone!

I am silently reading them all!

Okay. I'm scared now. I'm home schooled, so I've never experienced that. I think it was for the better. Well, other than the fact that the first time I joined an online forum, I had to ask a kid what 'lol' meant.

God you don't want to know the kind of stuff people used to say when I was in school

[Brickdoctor]

Here's one of mine. I tend to be most comfortable writing sonnets. I ought to expand into more creative meters, but every time I've tried the end result just ended up feeling like a ripoff of better-known poets like e.e. cummings.

Very nice. I tend to prefer the poems that have the A-B-A-B rhyme scheme, so yours is especially appealing.

God you don't want to know the kind of stuff people used to say when I was in school

I doubt it's improved. We even have acronyms for phrases that kids say because they're not supposed to say the actual phrase.

[Joey Lock]

I wrote a new poem, it's been a while. This is a little poem I wrote to ex-girlfriend who is still my closest friend.

Thank you for being a friend

Your always with me in the end

Your the greatest friend I could ask for

I never seem to be such a huge bore

Your always there to open a door

Thank you for being a mate

You always think Im really great

Your there at my toughest times

I couldn't think of many rhymes

Apart from um...dimes

Thank you for being a buddy

Your always there when things get muddy

All the times I've felt down in the dumps

You lifted me high over those big bumps

And saved my heart from all the thumps

Thank you for being a chum

Around you, I'm never glum

I'm not ashamed to say

I always hope it will stay this way

I always will love to say "Hey"

Thank you for being a friend.

Ok, I took some lyrics from "Thank you for being a friend" song but most of that was oriented around her.

So anyone else got any new ones?

[Inconspicuous]

I've written some poetry over the years, nothing significant. My specialty is rhyming riddle-poems. Answers are in spoilers!

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I'm a many-headed monster that can grow and shrink, yet I cannot move and cannot think; I'm highly sought and locked up tight, yet I'm never distraught and never fight.

Answer:

Money

I'm a special language rarely spoken, a complex code rarely broken; an expression of emotions bad and good, conveyed through devices metal and wood; an ancient ritual from ages past, sometimes slow but often fast; you cannot make me go away, for I'm profession, pastime, work, and play.

Answer:

Music

Twice and sometimes thrice a day, I'm quickly grabbed and whisked away; drowned and smothered, drowned again, then set back down where I had been.

Answer:

A toothbrush

We are all unique but are viewed as the same, we are technically not special but are given great fame; we're a beautiful, silent, and simple medley, but despite our clean looks we are equally deadly.

Answer:

Snowflakes

I'm a silent sanctuary that's commonly found, in air and water but mostly on ground; although I'm pretty I'm important too, for without me there'd be no you.

Answer:

A garden

I'm a master of dance, of geometry, and flight, I build immense structures but am incredibly light; these are the least of my many talents; for I help keep all of nature in balance.

Answer:

A honeybee

I'm a simple web, home to two spiders; one makes me short and then back again wider, the other's four feet dance in place and cascade; without each other their purpose will fade.

Answer:

An acoustic guitar

Enjoy!

[marcosbessa]

I love to write and I even have published a novel about almost 4 years ago (when I was 17). I do write some poetry, though it's not my favourite kind of writting... I would love to share some poems with you, but they're in portuguese..... :(