What Poetry Moved You?

[iwalkalone]

Sandman

Doom and Gloom

 

Did you notice that shadow at night?

That moved like a wraith at the edge of your sight.

That melted away as you turned on the light.

That my love was me

 

Did you hear that noise at night?

That awoke you from sleep with panic and fright

That seemed out of place & not quite right

That my love was me

 

Did you feel that touch at night?

Upon your throat so very tight

Until your world is burning white

That my love is me

[naked_angel]

brown penny

wb yeats

 

 

I WHISPERED, "i am too young,"

and then, "i am old enough";

wherefore i threw a penny

to find out if i might love.

"go and love, go and love, young man,

if the lady be young and fair."

ah, penny, brown penny, brown penny,

i am looped in the loops of her hair.

o love is the crooked thing,

there is nobody wise enough

to find out all that is in it,

for he would be thinking of love

till the stars had run away

and the shadows eaten the moon.

ah, penny, brown penny, brown penny,

one cannot begin it too soon.

[Wyld]

 

My favorite Neruda poem.

 

Dont Go Far Off

Pablo Neruda

 

Don't go far off, not even for a day, because --

because -- I don't know how to say it: a day is long

and I will be waiting for you, as in an empty station

when the trains are parked off somewhere else, asleep.

 

Don't leave me, even for an hour, because

then the little drops of anguish will all run together,

the smoke that roams looking for a home will drift

into me, choking my lost heart.

 

Oh, may your silhouette never dissolve on the beach;

may your eyelids never flutter into the empty distance.

Don't leave me for a second, my dearest,

 

because in that moment you'll have gone so far

I'll wander mazily over all the earth, asking,

Will you come back? Will you leave me here, dying?

[lemon]

the age demanded that we sing

and cut away our tongue.

 

the age demanded that we flow

and hammered in the bung.

 

the age demanded that we dance

and jammed us into iron pants.

 

and in the end the age was handed

the sort of s@%t that it demanded.

 

ernest hemingway

 

 

i like the sarcasm in the man.

[lemon]

furu ike ya

kawazu tobikomu

mizu no oto

 

an old japanese haiku, translates as "old pond, frogs jumped in, sound of water." but i like this poetic translation even more:

 

a lonely pond in age-old stillness sleeps

apart, unstirred by sound or motion... till

suddenly into it a lithe frog leaps.

 

 

[TotalGravity]

If you forget me

 

 

I want you to know

one thing.

 

You know how this is:

if I look

at the crystal moon, at the red branch

of the slow autumn at my window,

if I touch

near the fire

the impalpable ash

or the wrinkled body of the log,

everything carries me to you,

as if everything that exists,

aromas, light, metals,

were little boats

that sail

toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

 

Well, now,

if little by little you stop loving me

I shall stop loving you little by little.

 

If suddenly

you forget me

do not look for me,

for I shall already have forgotten you.

 

If you think it long and mad,

the wind of banners

that passes through my life,

and you decide

to leave me at the shore

of the heart where I have roots,

remember

that on that day,

at that hour,

I shall lift my arms

and my roots will set off

to seek another land.

 

But

if each day,

each hour,

you feel that you are destined for me

with implacable sweetness,

if each day a flower

climbs up to your lips to seek me,

ah my love, ah my own,

in me all that fire is repeated,

in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,

my love feeds on your love, beloved,

and as long as you live it will be in your arms

without leaving mine.

 

- Pablo Neruda

[TotalGravity]

INVICTUS

William Ernest Henley (1849–1903)

 

 

Out of the night that covers me,

Black as the Pit from pole to pole,

I thank whatever gods may be

For my unconquerable soul.

 

In the fell clutch of circumstance

I have not winced nor cried aloud.

Under the bludgeonings of chance

My head is bloody, but unbowed.

 

Beyond this place of wrath and tears

Looms but the Horror of the shade,

And yet the menace of the years

Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

 

It matters not how strait the gate,

How charged with punishments the scroll,

I am the master of my fate:

I am the captain of my soul.

 

 

Been reciting it since I was 12. Wrote a lot of short stories, poems, and full-length plays based on it during my earlier high school years.

[sophie's_secret_world]

i sooo love neruda. but i want to share a walt whitman poem..

 

To You

Stranger, if you passing meet

me and desire to speak to me,

why should you not speak to

me?

And why should I not speak to you?

 

(from leaves of grass)

[naked_angel]

love's secret

 

 

 

NEVER seek to tell thy love,

love that never told can be;

for the gentle wind doth move

silently, invisibly.

 

i told my love, i told my love,

i told her all my heart,

trembling, cold, in ghastly fears.

ah! she did depart!

 

soon after she was gone from me,

a traveller came by,

silently, invisibly:

he took her with a sigh.

 

-william blake

Edited April 8, 2007 by Naked_Angel

[portia]

Try and Try

© By David Cook

 

I have always seen life for what it really is.

Ever since I was a child growing up, hard times are all I know.

 

I had to sit back and watch my mother work from sunset to sundown.

I had to sit back and watch my mother work herself to her grave.

 

Nothing ever came easy for her.

She always had a heart and kept a smile on her face.

 

Life is like a newborn baby struggling to come out of its mother's womb,

life is a struggle true enough, but after all the struggling you have done,

 

and after all the hell you have been through, there is success.

Life is nothing but a big struggle, but just keep the faith and focus on your goals.

 

Don't let life beat you or you will be walking around like zombies.

Keep on pushing, keep on trying, life can be whatever you make it to be.

 

But life can also be a bowl of cherries with whip cream and apple pie.

I say this again; life is what you make of it.

 

You can achieve or conquer anything it throws at you,

you can't quit or give up, you have got to keep on working,

 

look higher some way, some how you are going to make it.

[lemon]

two well-assorted travellers use

the highway, eros and the muse.

from the twins is nothing hidden,

to the pair is nought forbidden;

hand in hand the comrades go

every nook of nature through:

each for other they were born,

each can other best adorn;

they know one only mortal grief

past all balsam or relief;

when, by false companions crossed,

the pilgrims have each other lost.

 

that's "love and thought" from ralph waldo emerson. minus the title, could just have been two people, no?

[drugstore420]

not a poem, but written by Rainier Maria Rilke, "Letters to a young Poet" quite life changing i must say

[fry_saging]

As the topic say the saddest. Yung mga narinig mo na talagang mangiyakngiyak kana kasi tumagos...

 

hehehehe... Alam ko corny pero lahat naman siguro tayo may ganito..

 

Sonnet 17 of Neruda's 100 Love Sonnets It is also made popular in Patch adams

 

 

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,

or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.

I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,

in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

 

I love you as the plant that never blooms

but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;

thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,

risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

 

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.

I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;

so I love you because I know no other way

 

than this: where I does not exist, nor you,

so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,

so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep."

Edited April 13, 2007 by fry_saging

[transcience]

the mere thought of you

by: ....

 

I guess spring is here and summer lurks nearby

the sun shines unimpeded by any clouds.

so bright it makes you think of places far beyond

and even further, of someone.

[David Aames]

There's a special level of comfort between matching souls

An unbreakable bond of constant support and closeness

 

Its when a warm embrace feels so right

Or when two hands fit so snugly

 

Its a feeling that's hard to define but easy to recognize

 

And when you find that comfort you just know

you'll never let go

 

Everybody in this world is scared

And sometimes, it takes two scared persons to do one brave thing:

 

To fall in love.