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Topic: Writing Project.......First poem you ever wrote

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Pamela W.	Writing Project.......First poem you ever wrote May 01, 2005 3:38 AM Here's your chance to show us your first poem that you ever wrote. [ send green star]
Pamela W.	May 01, 2005 4:10 AM I Remember I loved you once Deep within this heart of mine I loved you as no other would Remember? I kissed you once Felt the passion stir within I kissed you as no other would Remember? I held you once Arms held you very close I held you not wanting to let go Remember? I loved you once Still the pain of wanting comes I loved you then as now Remember? [ send green star]
Shikha A.	This Beautiful Place (poem) May 01, 2005 4:46 AM Hey..i had already posted the first poem i wrote a while back..but for those of you who havent seen it..here it is.. This Beautiful Place Watch these tears roll down my cheek The perfect world as I know it seems so bleak Why does the Earth go round, i wonder All these things i sit and ponder But then there are the happy times When everything around me seems so... alive Then I know the world isnt that bad a place So I shall just smile and put on a cheerful face. This was my very first poem ever.i was 12 when i wrote it.Hope all of you enjoy it! [ send green star] [ accepted]
Luciano P.	May 01, 2005 5:03 AM How about... the first one of note...? THE ENLIGHTENMENT Existence can have no meaning when it is but survival and denial lying to oneself and rejecting the profound truth outside the mile The infinitesimal hope beyond the matter resting upon a case much dire it has no bearing on any pretender but any other seeker it rends asunder For worthiness is never assured when salvaging is attempted if one feels lesser than he should have been perhaps the entire introspective enterprise should have never been projected Into the astral lights we peer seeking out solace as delight For deep within we know full well that there is nothing material beyond the light and nothing without it can be called bright But my love for you shall be eternal and love is expressed in the material Copyright ©2004 Luciano Pimentel A.R.R. Call it also - Luciano's luminous manifesto... [ send green star] [ accepted]
Derek G.	May 02, 2005 6:05 AM The sweat breaks out upon John’s brow To cool arms back and face Saline rivulets freely flow In crevices and folds do trace . John moves with a rhythmic bound The scythe cuts deep and low The stalks cut lay upon the ground In a river pattern flow . The hard and manual work embarked Liberate the mind to wonder Of ancient thinkers beliefs talked Of times way back in yonder . Of Common-sense the Rights of Man Of Paine, Mill, and Biko Lilburn, Marx, Chateaubriand Machiavelli Hobbs and Cicero . He takes his break upon the mound To watch nature and to wonder The ants and insects roam the ground The bees and flies that hover . In Hill top cottage on the moor His hearts desire doth dwell Janet is her name and sure Her beauty he can tell . In hill top cottage on the moor The petals decayed and fallen Lay where they scatter on the floor The stalks and water rotten . Robert left three weeks ago To seek fortune in the town With towns Girls she worries though The thoughts do get her down . He left gifts of written prose and Wild posy watered by the rain She tended flowers by her hand Poetry read and read again . In field and back to work John rose As She watches from window bay A hope of marriage he will propose Will she marry john - no way! I wrote this dit in response to a smooth talking lounge lizard writting soppy love rhymes on a group. He was eulogised and all the ladies, they said why could not all men be like him. This was to show the females were so fickle and easily decived One of my great failures all round! [ send green star] [ accepted]
Annie C.	May 02, 2005 2:53 PM Hi, my first time here (been looking for "Eric" ) and I’m taking you literally about the FIRST poem (surprised I remember) I was in the fifth grade, living in the Mojave Desert. Seldom comes the desert rain I wait and wait for it in vain If only the hard clouds would soften And it would rain more often The wind, it blows and blows How long no one surely knows And when you think it’s going to blow no more It comes again and raps upon your door. [ send green star] [ accepted]
Tonudvhna D.	A Walk May 02, 2005 4:30 PM A WALK The trees are all around me, The smell of cedar is sweet, I walk where no-one sees me, Soft pine needles cushion my feet. The birds are chanting their songs of love, Soothing my soul with their song, The sky is a hazy blue above, I know I'm where I belong. The trees are all around me, The smell of cedar is sweet, I walk where no-one sees me, Soft pine needles cushion my feet. I need nobody while I'm here, I only need my thoughts, This place is special, and I hold it dear, I am thankful for this place I've got. The trees are all around me, The smell of cedar is sweet, I walk where no-one sees me, Soft pine needles cushion my feet. The sun runs golden fingers, Through my long dark hair, Touching me, it gently lingers, I'm in Mother Earth's wise care. The trees are all around me, The smell of cedar is sweet, I walk where no-one sees me, Soft pine needles cushion my feet. I will always walk among these trees, Of this place my soul is part, I feel souls who walked before me, I'm never alone with them in my heart. The trees are all around me, The smell of cedar is sweet, I walk where no-one sees me, Soft pine needles cushion my feet. CAROL BALLAGH/"Silent Eyes [ send green star] [ accepted]
Sheila B.	Somewhere .. May 02, 2005 10:27 PM I long in my heart to be Somewhere perhaps far away where the air is clean and crisp nights never turn to day This Somewhere I seek is peaceful tranquillity rules there compassion and love abundant and so much more to spare No realms of reality only thoughts of happy times no demons to fight simply peace of mind My yearning for Somewhere runs deep as from earth a flowing spring constant and pure as mountain tops the beauty of natural things Half a lifetimes search for Somewhere is it can it be that Somewhere can't be found by you or me? The search will never end for Somewhere it is where I long to be but does it exisit this Somewhere or is it only within me? [ send green star] [ accepted]
Beginning E.	May 03, 2005 8:03 AM LOL - this was written when I was 7 (its ok to laugh! heehee) Lady bug , ladybug, where are you are you in my closet or in my shoe? Ladybug ladybug, come with me for i promise in awhile i'll set you free LMAO ! Smiles! jeuls [ send green star] [ accepted]
Dennis H.	May 03, 2005 4:31 PM The Ship It began as such a venture a partnership for life built to stand the test of time impregnable to strife. Buffeted by wind and sea tested cruel by care yet on this batterd ship did sail braving all such fare. The years did come and melted by all tests were met full stride while paired we side by side. Then came one day the draw of gold a story new yet old the lure of satisfaction drew as one and one the days grow cold. The ship rests sadly quiet now the battered sails unfurled becalmed in listless disarray no longer of this world. [ send green star] [ accepted]
ChrisTina T.	May 05, 2005 7:45 AM "Growing Pains" As I look in the mirror, I see the reflection Of a child Waiting to grow up, But not quite ready to let go... Unsure of whether to play with the doll Or to push it aside. One moment longing for protection, The next, wanting to be free. I pick up the lipstick and trace in red A smile that fades. No, not quite ready yet... I pick up the doll And close the door. -Christina [ send green star] [ accepted]
Lavina B.	Sisters May 07, 2005 8:30 PM I miss the feeling of being young I feel I'm stepping away From our deep inner minds and bodies Playing in dreames of sunshine I miss the laughter of running hand in hand I miss the dreams of life The pleasures of hope we shared I live by memories of such love and feelings We have so many stories, I believe I'm lost The mistakes we made are far and between The height of much desire, in our souls All of in mind and spirit I'll share this to all If only, they can hear your heart beating in mine let me hear the thoughts from your mind Come and share it all The heart and soul of a sisters call My life I shared, from young to old Don't take my thoughts from my mind But... dear sister Let us become closer, heart and soul Sisters are meant for life To love and bring delight And now... dear sister, we are older and wiser Lets share our past, with faith and laughter The kid within me, past and now Memories, come to me somehow My prayers are with you From then and now So... God be with you through it all! I wrote this poem (March 29th, 2000)for my sister Barbara, (and my other 5 sisters)she died of cancer at the age of 55, a year after losing our sweet mother at 85! ;-( While my mother was sick, she was the one that inspired me to write, so... this is the first poem I wrote! Lavina [ send green star] [ accepted]
Cassie M.	Dreams May 13, 2005 8:17 PM Dreams are special. They open up a world of Hope, Fantasy, and Happiness. Dreams that are romantic, dreams that are relaxing - dreams are for sharing; dreams are for keeping. But one more thing, before I end: Dreams are not bad! This is not the 1st poem I ever wrote, but it is the oldest one I've managed to keep safe. I wrote it on November 6, 1992, when I was only 11 years old. Raven [ send green star] [ accepted]
Katelyn R.	Majestic Dragon Queen May 20, 2005 6:10 AM This is not the first poem I ever wrote. That one has gotten lost over time, or packed away in boxes almost forgotten. This poem is the first one I remember writing as an adult. It is not the kind of peotry I write now. Back then I thought all poetry had to rhyme. lol Majestic Dragon Queen The Dragon Queen Roars loudly while flying high, and soars through the clouds as she goes by. She is like the mist floating near the trees, and she can go right through you upon the breeze. The land of Magic is where she stays, soaking up the sun and the warm rays. She breaths her fire burning bright, to show her strength and her might. She flys in the sky over her land, to see that all is well and Grand. Her subjects look up at her as she soars, and to let them know she is Queen she Roars. She is the Dragon that makes us scream, she rules her land as Queen only in a dream. Copyright ©2002-2005 By: Countess Demetria All rights reserved. [ send green star] [ accepted]
Jonathan S.	The Begining and the end May 28, 2005 11:02 PM Sand, a grain, people, the same, wandering, lost, and helpless, as sand ends the man. From dust to dust, a rule said. Man runs from death, No! from dust where he began. Think!, wandering, running, desperate to live, when on your death, you begin, from dust, and back again. This, afterlife, a prophet said’ is in all way’s, far ahead, of a life, where a man, is dead. [ send green star] [ accepted]
Liane Camille D.	I will die for you... July 05, 2005 9:42 AM Inspired by Rebecca by Daphne du Maurier A poem, supposed to be by Mrs. de Winter to Maxim de Winter I do know you are twice my age I know you are a murderer I know you sometimes are cold as snow Or black as the ash of burned Manderley I know you pierced Rebeccas heart With that bullet of steal, I know you cry inside you For the loss of Manderley But I love you - I am ready to die for you You are the one I've always wanted You are the rose that I have picked You are the point of my life I'd give anything for you You pierce my heart when I see you suffer You make me suffer with you Oh why cant you forget, Forgive and forget Why cant we start again? We'll have children, Like blossoms of our love, We'll share flowers in the garden We'll forget Rebecca, Her vampiric power, The shadow she casts between us We'll bury her forever In the fathoms of the sea I hug you I kiss you I want one thing in return Please tell me you love me Confess and kiss me gently And let us hold eachother tight Lets make it last for life Lets dance all night through Lets forget the past i want you to love me Just as I do You must always know I will die for you Doesnt matter what Favell says His hatred doesnt matter Darling its only me and you, Thats only what matters I can die for you, My Maxim, my sweet, my love... I can die for you [ send green star] [ accepted]
John C.	First poem I ever wrote. Title " Ecstacy" August 04, 2005 4:53 PM Ecstacy To have lived a life so forlorn, That most of the time, you wish you were never born. Then a miricle, in the form of light, Enters your soul, and soothes the fright. That tends to lead to the end, Of a life you fight hard to defend. The form of hope begins to ache, Your entire body begins to tremble and shake. To no avail, you fight to win, And save your soul from mortal sin. You fight and fight and try to see, The Almighty God,and His Ecstacy. [ send green star] [ accepted]
anonymous	NOTHING MEANT SOMETHING (by NJL-1991) August 04, 2005 6:00 PM Nothing meant something... Very busy my mind, Impressed by a phrase from a Stephen King novel : “If I had a thousand SLIM JIMS* I’d eat them all, I would snark those suckers right down! That’s chow! That’s chow! That’s chow-de-dow!” The sky melts into the sea, as this autumn California day ends... Very busy my mind: Impressed by a homeless lady in the streets, nightly she sets up cardboards for shelter, and sleeps. “THAT’S CHOW! THAT’S CHOW! THAT’S CHOW- DE- DOW!” THAT’S HOME! THAT’S HOME! THAT’S HOME-DE-DOM! Nothing Meant Something… * a passage from FOUR PAST MIDNIGHT by Stephen King [report anonymous abuse] [ accepted]
Dove S.	November 17, 2005 9:48 PM Hi Everyone, I'm new here. Lotsa great poems, but I gotta say my favorite is Jeul's ladybug poem Thanks for sharing that sweet little poem, so cute! Dove [ send green star] [ accepted]
Rain R.	The Maiden from the sea November 25, 2005 3:56 AM I think this has to be the first poem I ever wrote, back in 1983 when I was just 14. There may well have been other poems I wrote for school work but this was the first piece I wrote for me and I have kept it written (complete with my teenage writing) in a little poetry book ever since. The Maiden from the sea Looking across the sea At night I saw a most Fascinating sight A girl from the ocean Seated Upon a throne of waves Brushing her golden hair As the sun went down She was no mortal She was no fish She was something of the two With tail of a fish And body of a woman She was silhouetted Against the moon She was a citizen of the ocean One of Neptune's people She was a maid of the sea A Mermaid [ send green star] [ accepted]
IC G.	APPOINTMENT November 25, 2005 11:35 AM APPOINTMENT ---------------- Not able to meet you in the season of dreams Silently the pain in the heart pendering ... Absent in the season of flowers, Cherish the season of rains instead. Allow such a daring hope To creat a thousand kinds of bittery waitings ******* Thoughts are like clouds Yet, wordless and hopeless Let a memory exposes under the warming sun light Knowing you won't come as promis Your words I shall hang it onto a branch easy to be seen coloerful like flowers Blossoming shiningly [ send green star] [ accepted]
Ally H.	Beautiful poems! November 25, 2005 11:54 AM I loved all of you all's poems. My first poem was for my fifth grade health class project. Say No! When you mess up your life, you cant changed it back, so dont touch marijuana or that crack, when the police coming jamming through that door, you better look out, before you're thrown on the floor, you're put in jail, 40-year sentence, there you go, through the entrance, in the cell, where you fell, with your life surrounded, there you pounded, so beware, dont go there. [ send green star] [ accepted]
Tanya D.	November 26, 2005 3:21 PM well this is not my first poem but i can write a poem's i do . as the nigth come to me i walk with you in the day but is that were i want be no it the night i want walk with you in the moon light see your eyes shine with stars and see the moon in your eyes see true love as the night become us both [ send green star] [ accepted]
Mo A.	First poem you ever wrote January 05, 2006 3:39 PM Luckily lost! I wrote it before I was 10. [ send green star] [ accepted]
Tammy S.	January 14, 2006 9:55 PM Love life... Love life... never argue never fight just back and love your life and whom you share it with... Love more than one person..love two... And Forgive the ones who don't love YOU [ send green star] [ accepted]
Amber D.	January 25, 2006 11:11 PM Here is my first poem. I still treasure it, because it really describes what I was going through at the time it was written. Metallic Everything was so metallic New and inviting I left behind my world of sticks and stones To join you in the silver Blank stares eluded what was already there I lost myself in the worst way It all became so cold Dark and dank My new life It is so powdery and white There are days when I long for the green The blood craving dirt To have my skin raw and free Damp earth beneath me Natural decay Released from eternal bonds I lie dark © Amber Day [ send green star] [ accepted]
Skip S.	January 30, 2006 2:31 PM meeting eye to eye mind to mind soul to soul for ecstasy's second or a heart's eternity in a dungeon with the wild cries and the sad sighs of a Miles Davis disciple and you i was in heaven but heaven can be a long walk on a cold rainy winter's night cold pavement cold feet so i weather the storm until two blocks are on the other side of town away from you away from me alone safe [ send green star] [ accepted]
Jessica C.	My Life As It Is January 30, 2006 3:34 PM I feel like a fallen angel Naked and helpless Shackled to this earth For all eternity (I’m dying to be dead) I’m surrounded by a sea of red Anger, hate, vengeance, and sadness All things that bring pain and suffering I hear the ring of cold steel crash down before me An impenetrable darkness swirls in my head The darkness envelopes my mind I hear myself faintly cry out “What have I done?!” The world rushes up to greet me As I drift into Death’s comforting embrace I can feel hands far away As I drift in the velvety blackness Grabbing at me, pulling at me Bringing me back From the icy black depths That I long to be in I am pulled towards the light By the hands, against my will And am forced to open my eyes And be born again into this world Shackled to the earth, naked and helpless Where the pain starts again. [ send green star] [ accepted]
anonymous	February 01, 2006 11:55 AM Their First Kiss He holds me warmly in his arms… Our eyes explore our inner souls… Our lips have yet to meet… I feel electric passion surge through my body as I am sure it has done also to my partner Trembling with excitement… Our lips meet… And the explosion of our first kiss begins ! ! He holds me warmly in his arms… Our eyes explore our inner souls… written in 1985 [report anonymous abuse] [ accepted]
Candace P.	First Poem February 06, 2006 8:45 AM My first poem was around age 16. I can only remember the title. "Bitter Nothings on a Bed of Sweet Dispair" Then when my teenage daughter began writing poetry for her English class, I started up writing again as a way to communicate with her. This was the first one I wrote for my daughters sixteenth birthday. And the next poem is one of my first ones I wrote since starting up again. Unicorn's Unicorn's aren't Real they say. Born of legend, gone today. But I still see one, through a little girl's eyes, Born of hopes and dreams, no lies. Pure of Heart, White of Soul, Magical, Mythical, One-horned Beast's. Out of the Mist into the shadows. Dancers of light, Leaving us yearning. Gentle Creature, In a violent land, Sooth our Souls, drop a feather in our hand, and on they go. Magical Memories Lovely little memories, floating through my mind. Sparkling bits of laughter, Little drops of sadness, rainbows full of joy. Sweetly perfumed memories, like violets in the grass, a firefly out of nowhere, leads me through the past. Shooting stars are fleeting, like loved ones long ago. But they are magical memories, because we make them so. [ send green star] [ accepted]
Carrie P.	First poem lost February 22, 2006 8:44 PM My first poem was lost over the years. It was lost by moving and/or being careless and/or a firey mishap! Not sure which! ...But it went something like this... Apples, i like them cut, peeled and thin dipped in sugar as well as Cinomon. If you stir them with sugar in a pot You can make applesauce, a little or a lot Cut and bake them in a pie Topped with icecream... my oh my eat them fresh picked off the tree The best way to eat them just you and me! Oh and i was real young... possiblly 2nd grade or so? I guess i enjoyed apples imencely back then. [ send green star] [ accepted]
Chelsea M.	April 21, 2006 5:23 PM "Burn" If you light yourself on fire, The whole world will come, Just to watch you burn. So say whatever you want, And make everyone listen. Just make them watch you burn. ‘Cause if you light yourself on fire, The whole world will come, To watch you burn. I was eleven when I wrote this -- it was a homework assignment. [ send green star] [ accepted]
Julie S.	May 07, 2006 5:04 AM Hi I'm Julie and am new here and here is the first poem I have ever written. Sadness blows through the wind, As I miss my mother, my friend, Oh how I long to see and touch her face And feel her warmth and loving embrace. My heart is filled with sadness, As I miss my mother, my friend, God’s heart is overflowing with Joy. As I go on day by day without her, God is my hope and my strength, He is there guiding and holding my hand, Each and every step of the way. Oh how I long to see my mother, my friend, For now I know I must wait. Oh my heart is overflowing with joyfulness, That I will one day see her soon. She sits at the right-hand of God, Watching over me and waiting for the day, She and I will be together again. She will forever be in my heart, For now and forevermore. By Julie Clee 2^nd April 2006 [ send green star] [ accepted]
Rain R.	May 07, 2006 12:18 PM That was truly beautiful, really touched my heart. I'm sure your mother is very proud of you. [ send green star] [ accepted]
Andrea K.	July 11, 2007 1:27 PM well this isn't the very first thing i wrote but it's the first "real" thing i wrote. it's called up in smoke. Up in smoke went the people of the world down in hate came the wonders life who knows what went up who knows what came down il only the world did not lack heart and the heart did not lack good up in smoke went the humanity of man and down in hate come the biggest horror of all up from hell came evil flames of hate and down from the sky came a blazing ball of fire they met and grew into such evil and hate and create a destruction which the world had never seen or known the destruction brought down the silent world and millions of stars descended from the sky and return to the sky up in smoke [ send green star] [ accepted]
Lynn K.	written at 13..... October 10, 2007 12:30 AM ~The Pact~ We share Secrets Soul & I , To Hide the Truth From Those who Lie... Lynn Michele Afinsoff (maiden name) [ send green star] [ accepted]
Diju L.	November 03, 2008 11:52 PM The heart is full of love the water is just poured out when you see me, you'll see the eyes of God when i see you, i see the eyes of God when we see each other, we see the streams of God's light Let this my first poem start a new beginning of our love [ send green star] [ accepted]
Warren M.	Just a word... February 25, 2009 4:40 PM My first poem was written 43 years ago. Have no idea where it's gone. But, when i saw Pamela's face, as this thread appeared, it took my breath away. And, then, i cried. i'll always miss her every single day of this life until that glorious moment when we shall meet once more. Love to all, warren [ send green star] [ accepted]