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Post by aj on May 9, 2004 3:40:15 GMT -5
Write a poem, in any form you like, that describes your favorite place. It can be a rhyming poem, free-form, haiku, cinquain, etc., as long as it describes this place.
;)Good luck.
AJ
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Post by Yellie on May 9, 2004 4:48:42 GMT -5
On the inside of your eyelids,
curled up in your warm singing voice,
in moments when nothing is but you and me,
when a glance of something unique
holds me captured in our alternative reality,
that is my favourite place
in time and space.
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Post by aj on May 9, 2004 22:17:25 GMT -5
All I can say is lovely. Thank you, Yellie!
-AJ
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Post by melissa16 on May 15, 2004 2:10:26 GMT -5
i walk along the white sand white sand like white diamonds a wave rolls in high and fast just to touch my hand i gaze out with hope towards the surf-tormented ocean i watch the white horses, and their run into forever i caress the cool water taste the salt on my lips hear the music in the waves breaking against the rocks and i know this is my favourite place... i come from jeffreys bay in south africa, which is the surf capital of the world...and i live right next to the beach. i couldn't really describe exactly how wonderful it is but i tried anyway! (oh, and 'white horses' are the waves that you see in the distance, just to clear up any confusion there  ) hope u enjoy |
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Post by aj on May 15, 2004 12:24:05 GMT -5
Nice imagery. Thanks, Melissa. Wow, South Africa is beautiful. -AJ Here's mine: Mari's Backyard In the overgrown grass they plot. Their little hands craft and their mother's heart sings. Delight is the smile on my face as I watch these three trample through this world laughing, crying, and learning. They stretch and reach to the sky like the impatients blooming by the white picket fence. This is a plain, every day and simple backyard choking with all manner of toys: a cluster of sloppy mud buckets, and captured insects in jars, frozen and silent, wild-eyed baby dolls with thier arms open wide waiting in the bushes to be held again, balls, bats, their mother's old purse full of mud, of course, and in each item love permiates like the dependable sunlight all day. This is a home, a school. This is a haven, a refuge. This is the hub of the universe! My sister-in-law is the richest woman in the world and I hope she knows that. |
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Post by unburntflame on May 15, 2004 20:50:31 GMT -5
wowies mel and AJ!!!!! man i can't compete with that.........  (in jaysie's terms....) Ay yi yi!!!! but here's mine anyway... Burying my nose in your freshly-washed hair I smell a fruit salad in your curls Cuddling in close to your chest I can feel your heartbeat under my gentle fingers As steady and constant as a ticking clock I am comforted and safe in your arms In the warmth of the room and your body My eyelids grow heavy and I snuggle closer I wouldn't be anywhere else but here Knowing that you will always warm me And understanding that you will always love me Because this is my favourite place. |
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Post by aj on May 15, 2004 22:15:57 GMT -5
That was great, Flamey! I liked it's intimacy. It was very sweet indeed. Thank you! -AJ |
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Post by melissa16 on May 16, 2004 5:14:12 GMT -5
oh my word, flame, thats is so cool! you can just like...feel the tenderness! rock on |
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Post by unburntflame on May 19, 2004 0:36:55 GMT -5
hey wow, thanks guys!! lol, after i wrote this, i went to post it on the curb and decided i wanted to change it...so the revised version is as follows:
Curling up small to fit in your lap
I smell the clean motherly-smell that you carry
Cuddling in close to your chest
I can feel your heartbeat under my gentle fingers
As steady and constant as a ticking clock
I am comforted and safe in your arms
In the warmth of the room and your body
My eyelids grow heavy and I snuggle closer
I wouldn't be anywhere else but here
Knowing that you will always warm me
And understanding that you will always love me
Because this is my favourite place.
cos i have two favourite places!!! lol
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Post by Jaysie on May 28, 2004 14:11:24 GMT -5
oooh, i liked all of them! this is a great idea. it's nice to learn a little about where our online friends are at!
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Post by Char on Aug 20, 2010 15:04:20 GMT -5
Dear God Flame... Don't know if you're still on here or not, but your first description of your poem brought me back to my favorite place, my husbands arms, curled up together all warm and safe... My beloved Mike passed away 3 years ago, and I do so miss that feeling of his tender, loving embrace.... thank you for that memory again....
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Poetry:words from your heart, put together by your mind, with the passion that speaks from your soul
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Post by bear11 on Nov 30, 2010 10:51:57 GMT -5
i could picture the ocean
i could picture the sand
i could picture the breeze running through my hands.
i could picture the water so cool and inviting
i could picture a man very tan and delighting.
i could picture a sunset to end the day.
i could picture a warm bed where i can lay.
i could picture all this but it wouldn't be worth it.
i could picture you and then it would be perfect.<3
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) hope u enjoy
(in jaysie's terms....) Ay yi yi!!!! but here's mine anyway...
