Summary: Poetry
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I think this poem is really good: plz read it! THE BOY AND THE GIRL
A girl asks a boy: ,,Do you like me?" He says no. Then the girl
asks: ,,Am I pretty?'' He answeres: ,,No." She keeps on asking: ,,
If I go, would you cry for me?'' He says: ,,No." Then she asks:
,,Am I in your heart?" He says no. Sad she turned around and wanted
to go, but then the boy held her arm. He said: ,, I don't like you,
I LOVE YOU. ,,You are not pretty, YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL. ,,I would not
cry for you, I WOULD DIE FOR YOU. ,,You are not in my heart, YOU
ARE MY HEART. (anonymous writer)
Date Published: Oct 28, 2011 - 9:02 pm
Just wanted to share my favorite poem. Saint Francis and the Sow By
Galway Kinnell The bud stands for all things, even for those things
that don't flower, for everything flowers, from within, of
self-blessing; though sometimes it is necessary to reteach a thing
its loveliness, to put a hand on its brow of the flower and retell
it in words and in touch it is lovely until it flowers again from
within, of self-blessing; as Saint Francis put his hand on the
creased forehead of the sow, and told her in words and in touch
blessings of earth on the sow, and the sow began remembering all
down her thick length, from the earthen snout all the way through
the fodder and slops to the spiritual curl of the tail, from the
hard spininess spiked out...
Date Published: May 28, 2012 - 1:03 am
What does it mean when someone says 'I feed on guilt'?
Date Published: May 26, 2012 - 9:10 am
is the relation between architectural rhythm and poetic rhythm true
as described at the end of this page : :
Date Published: May 21, 2012 - 8:16 pm
Hi.. would anyone be able to tell me if this makes sense 'it was an
abyss that sunk my heart'?
Date Published: May 23, 2012 - 8:05 am
Hey I need help writing a free verse poem.. I have to write it
about myself I just don't know where to start..
Date Published: May 22, 2012 - 6:48 pm
the stylistic analysis of this literary work
Date Published: May 22, 2012 - 3:21 am
The expression ”metered verse” implies the repetition of meter
elements i.e. feet, ( rhythm measuring units) in poetry and other
aspects as well. Then, how true is this: Universe = uni – verse ?
Just one hole verse? with just one foot " the universal contant "
Date Published: May 22, 2012 - 4:39 am
try and fail but dont fail to try
Date Published: May 22, 2012 - 10:35 am
Can someone please reply to this with a few techniques Browning has
included in 'The Laboratory'.. e.g. meatphors, juxter position.. I
am studying this poem at higher level.... THANKS
Date Published: Aug 28, 2011 - 9:02 pm
can someone please help me by creating thank you message to my boss
who is retiring.
Date Published: May 22, 2012 - 8:34 am
Hi! I've got some doubts in this poem I'm trying to analyze. The
grey sea and the long black land; And the yellow half-moon large
and low; And the startled little waves that leap In fiery ringlets
from their sleep, As I gain the cove with pushing prow, And quench
its speed i' the slushy sand. Then a mile of warm sea-scented
beach; Three fields to cross till a farm appears; A tap at the
pane, the quick sharp scratch And blue spurt of a lighted match,
And a voice less loud, thro' its joys and fears, Than the two
hearts beating each to each ! a) In line 6 you can see " i' " in
bold. Does it mean 'in' ? b) In line 9, I can't get the meaning of
the phrase in bold. What I think would make more sense is this:
'... the quick...
Date Published: Sep 28, 2011 - 9:02 pm
Hi everyone. I'm not a poet, but felt like trying my hand at it.
I'm not sure if this piece will be understandable to others so I'd
appreciate your comments and edits. If it's possible to separate
editing this from rewriting it, I'd like to try to do the rewriting
myself based on your feedback. Thanks. HINDSIGHT No you do not
speak with desire much less ability to hurt No it was not your
ineptitude It belonged to someone else No it was strong of you to
tread softly and not swagger Yes jolly good fellows prove to be
fathoms deep It’s just that glimpsing lamb-skin under eagles’
feathers triggered the wry tease of words my form of
self-preservation Now tender musings pretend we had the sweetest
conversation.
Date Published: May 22, 2012 - 1:05 am
It's a little bit weird and there are many doggerel verses, so I
hope someone could correct me. There is one person you could know
There might be two You can't drift on doubt's floe Like you always
do The person you know already Is at your fingertips But you
mentioned it barely With smile on your lips Second one is hard
enough To find in this mist Battle will be a bit tough But it's of
fun gist* *is this even admissible?
Date Published: May 21, 2012 - 10:17 am
hi! my English teacher wants me to write an iambic pentameter
sonnet but I'm not really sure if I did the unstressed and stressed
sound right. PLEASE HELP THANK YOU!!! Here is my sonnet. It is
about our Earth. If you remember flowers dance in breeze If you
remember grass sing in morn If you remember birds rest on the trees
If you remember Earth slowly turns With love and kind, your father
created you, who meant to be the pride of all creation. But Adam
ate the Apple from Eve; The fool has Crooked and twisted the
generation. And you cut down the trees once stood on ground And you
hunt all the animals singing song. And you become the bane of life,
brought destructions. The joy and peace are gone. And mother earth
looks upon you with...
Date Published: May 19, 2012 - 5:33 pm