I suppose somewhat poetic prose is also acceptable. To my knowledge a thread like this doesn't exist. Or at least, I couldn't find it via the Advanced Search
I suppose somewhat poetic prose is also acceptable. To my knowledge a thread like this doesn't exist. Or at least, I couldn't find it via the Advanced Search
“Things always seem fairer when we look back at them, and it is out of that inaccessible tower of the past that Longing leans and beckons.”
— James Russell Lowell猫が生き甲斐
I've been attempting to write haiku lately. Here's a handful:
Glittering rainfall
Light caught in a thousand drops
Liquid sun comes down
Old haunts are these
Between the trees
A big old buck is hiding here
Bent beneath the world
He stands under the mountain
Atlas, the titan
Glowing greenly white
Signalling to go ahead
Stoplight in the snow
Icy spikes like teeth
Hang from roofs and bite the ground
Stalactites or mites?
~~~
Now, you might notice that not all of them follow traditional haiku rules (5-7-5 拍 "haku" structure, seasonal word, and cutting word), but that is intentional. English haiku tend to be a little more flexible. Still, I attempted to follow the rules for a few of them.
Here's one I wrote in both Japanese and English:
三沢市や
何だその音
戦闘機
Misawa-shi ya
Nannda sono oto
Sentouki
Misawa City
What is that deafening sound?
Oh, a fighter jet
“Things always seem fairer when we look back at them, and it is out of that inaccessible tower of the past that Longing leans and beckons.”
— James Russell Lowell猫が生き甲斐
For those of you not fans of haiku, here's some gothic fairy nonsense I wrote instead lol
Take this bloom
And with its power
Mend the room
In tallest tower
Within's man's doom
Though just a flower
There it shall loom
And all else cower
~~~
Fog rolls in from far offshore
Sweeping over Nindalore
Clammy, thick, and fully dead
Take thee care or stay in bed
For in this mist do dark things lurk
Rev’ling in foul shade and murk
Hunt do they for lost or weary
Souls to bend or break, so deary,
Watch thy back and stand not idle
Or else fall prey to shadows tidal
~~~
I have one more to share, but I'm unsure as to whether I want to trim it down or not. Here's the full version:
...and here's what I'm thinking of chopping it down to
“Things always seem fairer when we look back at them, and it is out of that inaccessible tower of the past that Longing leans and beckons.”
— James Russell Lowell猫が生き甲斐
I've wrote a poetry when I was 10 years old about homeland but I don't know where's it now
Souls know their way back home
I'll follow the thread anyway
I would like to see talents
Souls know their way back home
If it is acceptable to deviate from the thread and publish non-poetic writings, I will be happy to publish translation of my old writings during the period of depression
Souls know their way back home
“Things always seem fairer when we look back at them, and it is out of that inaccessible tower of the past that Longing leans and beckons.”
— James Russell Lowell猫が生き甲斐
Cock penis cock penis cock
cock balls cock balls coom nuts splooge
cock balls cock penis cock
/haiku
I wrote this one a few nights ago.
Here I sit in my comfy tomb
Enjoying yet disturbed by my self-induced solitude
And pondering what I would do
If I were to escape my empty room
But I find that inside my comfy tomb
Can hold everything that I've ascribed in due
To the arrow that makes its passage through
And pains me greater when I try to move
Though the signs are soon to show
That it will stay
That it will not grow
So tonight I hear the knocking on my door
"Come out, come out!"
I did once but nevermore
For when I flung myself open, the arrow scored.
"And the wind took him away."
My belly is hairy
My anus will leak
I’m slowly fermenting
And my chest is weak
You know what my name is
I’m b to the p
And deez nuts will have you triggered
Till 2023
I is gay
You is gay
It is all okay
it's a haiku
I would have never guessed a confident tittie-loving car-driving red-blooded ESTp str8 male like you would be such a sensitive fag for Jensen Ackels' hot man ass. <3
I'm getting major DeJavu vibes right now, but fuck it, I'll take the <3
I came at last to where foretold
Two roads diverged in forest cold
So there I stood, but for a while
Until at last I found your smile
I saw one path was growing dark
And as we kissed there in the park
This new adventure called to me
And clearly then I came to see
A traveler cannot go back
No, not exactly, not in fact
The roads all lead to other roads
And I shall see where this one goes
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“Things always seem fairer when we look back at them, and it is out of that inaccessible tower of the past that Longing leans and beckons.”
— James Russell Lowell猫が生き甲斐
https://www.the16types.info/vbulleti...=1#post1566294
This piece wasn't intended to be poetic, but it came out that way. ^
Not sure about its value i know nothing about the art technically.
I seem to have a lyrical way or feeling about things where things resonate together in a deeper connective way.
Every piece i write has Ni & Fe central to it.
Maybe i'm fascinated by my bottom cognitive style.
Black & white is a shallow divide ∕∕division is the color that multipliesx
Taking things at face value is good only for a spell⛧
Abstract builds a soul, a house can never become a home without it ♀
A little better makes better more>
♦♦
One two, one two
I rape you
You rape me too
https://www.the16types.info/vbulleti...=1#post1574422
Sol Sol that's the name
My game is a name for you
You will get blue when y' know you feel
Fight it all the more, reel from it, but it signifies true
Ni blind i am, but my S eye ( Si) works it solid like a vampire in a moor
The sun ever sets on this umpire.
F & F and F for you.
This is my humor and i'm being mischievous ribbing someone here.
Black & white is a shallow divide ∕∕division is the color that multipliesx
Taking things at face value is good only for a spell⛧
Abstract builds a soul, a house can never become a home without it ♀
A little better makes better more>
♦♦
Emotional connections is an essence that is never lost
They live on in us as another soul
They bring out many voices in a stroll
Black & white is a shallow divide ∕∕division is the color that multipliesx
Taking things at face value is good only for a spell⛧
Abstract builds a soul, a house can never become a home without it ♀
A little better makes better more>
♦♦
Lyrically lined in a bind
He said: i want to find
They said ain't bad in a blind
Without a mind is kind?
Mind you!
Black & white is a shallow divide ∕∕division is the color that multipliesx
Taking things at face value is good only for a spell⛧
Abstract builds a soul, a house can never become a home without it ♀
A little better makes better more>
♦♦
Subliminally we trek to our trails
The sublime we picture is worth a thousand spoils or a thousand fails
The wise know judgment and miss the pressing pales
Having heart is the ticket to the telling of the tales
Black & white is a shallow divide ∕∕division is the color that multipliesx
Taking things at face value is good only for a spell⛧
Abstract builds a soul, a house can never become a home without it ♀
A little better makes better more>
♦♦
F birds flock all-together, T birds tower in a lone feather.
It's was enjoyed in the shout box, so I put it in here archived.
It was a response to F and T occupational motivations in science. Humanity being in the scope of one.
Black & white is a shallow divide ∕∕division is the color that multipliesx
Taking things at face value is good only for a spell⛧
Abstract builds a soul, a house can never become a home without it ♀
A little better makes better more>
♦♦
The next light is a harbinger of the peace that lay in the fallows of time
We dream forward at the next round in a pine
Caring, in an intimation that is very refined
Black & white is a shallow divide ∕∕division is the color that multipliesx
Taking things at face value is good only for a spell⛧
Abstract builds a soul, a house can never become a home without it ♀
A little better makes better more>
♦♦
Our lives are here
They all intertwine in a wreath
Shoots harbor infinite hope
The legacy is the imprint on time
Black & white is a shallow divide ∕∕division is the color that multipliesx
Taking things at face value is good only for a spell⛧
Abstract builds a soul, a house can never become a home without it ♀
A little better makes better more>
♦♦
Bunny is shining
Bathed in crystal
Birthed of mirrors
Galloping for Bliss
ORRE COLOSSEUM JUST GOT STARTED, AND KOBE IS REIGNING AS KING!!
It's Henry vs Zidane, France vs Spain in the 2024 Olympic soccer final, Egypt vs Japan, Yugioh vs Pokemon, Poimandres vs Zarathustra, Giordano Bruno vs Friedrich Nietzsche, haystack picnic robed in silver rods to treasures of lore and sacred spark to unite and forge dancing stars and futures refracting crystal moonlight lures of hanger bay crunching fabrics webbing steel and blizzards juice stringing code red trains of yonder fluid ribbons trophy waterfall cake blueprints frenzy retracting haunted capital terra horns of leading edge canopy blossoms rendezvous shuffling Articuno!!
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an old poem that i am embarrassed about:
they say it's only a sin
to feel someone's palm
squeeze your heart like fruit
until blood flows and feeds
you and him both.
they say it's only a sin
to be kissed passionately
and his tongue in your mouth
like a sentient serpent
ready to release its venom
.
they say it's only a sin
to be in love with somebody
when you're unsure
if you're going to
come back.
Formerly known as littleblackcloud!
1 soul & 1 soul becomes one
One never knows 1 any more
One's an infinite horizon in a lore
Love is more than 1, won in one
Black & white is a shallow divide ∕∕division is the color that multipliesx
Taking things at face value is good only for a spell⛧
Abstract builds a soul, a house can never become a home without it ♀
A little better makes better more>
♦♦
Poetry is gay
Real life is the way
The grimdark brutal way
Trump must troll your feelings
In order for you to grow
Like a flower growing in the crack of a sidewalk
Play it by ear
As all the sounds are here
Control everything there
And beware: the echo is here here and hear!
One lives in fear, or you are dear
Black & white is a shallow divide ∕∕division is the color that multipliesx
Taking things at face value is good only for a spell⛧
Abstract builds a soul, a house can never become a home without it ♀
A little better makes better more>
♦♦
I don't write poetry but I love reading it sometimes. It just hits hard. I like song lyrics for the same reason. How to say as much as you can with the minimal amount of words, and the right words.
Play on words from Shout, a typology poem
Ne is never in vein
It's a whether vane
Whether you like it or not
Fair weather, stormy weather
A tether of the past
A mast in a storm
Always an eye in the storm
Black & white is a shallow divide ∕∕division is the color that multipliesx
Taking things at face value is good only for a spell⛧
Abstract builds a soul, a house can never become a home without it ♀
A little better makes better more>
♦♦
Fire makes more fire
A briar trail makes everyone pale
Sail in a sale that will tell a story
Stories power in the heights, with insights
A trail to make us frail by those lights
Pulled from random thought thread.
Black & white is a shallow divide ∕∕division is the color that multipliesx
Taking things at face value is good only for a spell⛧
Abstract builds a soul, a house can never become a home without it ♀
A little better makes better more>
♦♦
Endurance, not a race
To be or not, that is the question
Starting and then you stop
I'm a point in space as a surrounded container
If i look at a point i just see a point
If i look at 3 points i can see the point
If i stop i will see no point
If i stop i'm just a subject of matter
If i point i'm an object that does matter
Is it better to say yes to know?
Black & white is a shallow divide ∕∕division is the color that multipliesx
Taking things at face value is good only for a spell⛧
Abstract builds a soul, a house can never become a home without it ♀
A little better makes better more>
♦♦
A hug is wonder and a wonder that is easily forgotten
A hug feels, just as a hug heals
A hug is a bug that spreads wonder in every world
Its elixir is a mystery, a mystery unsolved
A life giving message that converts any wreckage
A hug is a bug simply nestled in a tugperiod
Black & white is a shallow divide ∕∕division is the color that multipliesx
Taking things at face value is good only for a spell⛧
Abstract builds a soul, a house can never become a home without it ♀
A little better makes better more>
♦♦