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Dracnyzz 02-27-2004 01:05 AM

Hello, poets and readers

the title of this, "Muses", sums up the majority of my poems, as they all are inspired by muses weaving themselves into my mind. It also happens to be the title of one of my poems, which I'll post here right now...

"Muses"

Muses, the very soul of a poetic being
Life, all around and so dear
Transform the scenes so common into words
Take not for granted, for each faint star is a child
Inspire the heart of the blessed
Dark muse of Night, or the fair muse of Day
Branches of claws against the window panes
A single blossom straying from grassy lane
Fires of blood dripping over the walls
The cavern whispers of an echo's call
Nightmares from the depths of deep blue sea
Softly blow, kind wind, onto the autumn leaf
Muses of Death, gentle muses of Life
Dancing with a maiden, cutting with thy knife
Each face has two sides, yet as with all
Every muse is the soul of a poetic being
Muses of Death still lend to the poet
The elixir of Life.


it's not one of my best, but it is straight from my heart.

Dracnyzz 02-27-2004 01:13 AM

hopefully i don't go crazy and post every single poem i have on here, since i have about a hundred....I'm just so starved for editors/critism, since my friends are all used to them. I just want some new feedback, that's all. Don't be afraid to tell me how I can make improvements or change my poetry! thanks!

"Gone"

I didn't see my other being step away
Silently
I was half-asleep in the world of empty dreams
Peeking occasionally at the frozen night

The first moon doesn't linger long enough
For me to touch its reflection in the water
It shatters
But this time it's gone forever

Find me, I command my soul
Through the valleys of eternity where I have left myself behind
Blinking away moments of yesterday
See
The running waters in the deep blue stream.

Dracnyzz 02-29-2004 12:33 AM

The sun smiles softly with a wisdom
That once captured the sky
Slipping away in the wink of a diamond
The clouds filter violet dancers
Stepping through the last rays of wheat
Soon...wisps of a dreamy snow
Tinted by the stars
Make way for the maiden of the night
The moon has crept up slowly behind the shadows
Shedding the cloak of midnight rushes
She'll soon find the later moments
Thoughts of twilight

Dracnyzz 03-03-2004 12:51 AM

this forum is so deserted =(
anyway, i'll just write to myself

The only ones I love are drifting away from me
The only things I love are disappearing in the waves
What is this world trying to do to me?
Slowly and painfully killing me...

Every time I wade out far away from shore
Expecting the waters to close over my troubles
How is my mind to remember that it's not okay?
They're not going to fade out of existence as long as I live.

Haunting me, drowning me into a pool without light
Extract no reaction for my world is as dark as night
Choking on the air not given for me to breathe
One by one my hopes are leaving and I don't believe

Why did I let myself be fooled by the traps of reality?
I thought somehow the sun would shine through
I was praying for a day when I finally could see, but I only found
That no such day exists for the one condemned to hide

I can't swim through another bend in the river of disappointments
cackling its impending doom at me, smiling
I just want to make it, it that too much to ask?
I want to live my dreams, why were they shattered?
Like a fragile jar that cannot be mended...

stardancer488 03-04-2004 01:11 PM

those are REALLY good! they flow so nicely and just sound all together really good!!!! i'll keep reading ur poems i love them! keep up the good work!

Dracnyzz 03-05-2004 02:26 AM

thanks stardancer! I'm really happy that someone reviewed my work =)

Here's another one:

"Questions and Description"

As the sun finds a way through the clouds of night
Reflection of a glass imagination evolve into the daylight
Stories told in the twilight hour of solitary sound
The words do not fail to fade away
Capture the moments in which the flowers have not awoken
Hiding beneath their petals

Fluntuaction of restless song
Take away these reasons of forever peace
In turn place the symbol of another age
Yearning, always yearning for something more
Trying to heal what never will be
Wings not made to fly

Why is it that songs of childhoods gone by never
Return to dark corners of what was once to be?
Why do the rays of golden dreams
Only shine on the surface
Of the innocent lake, dancing sparrows
Never penetrating into the depths?


stardancer488 03-06-2004 04:42 PM

oooo i really like that one... i think i'll go write a poem lol

phoebe_phoenix 03-06-2004 05:09 PM

Great poems! *lol* I wish I could write like that. :flowersmile: Why is this forum so deserted, though? *cries*

Dracnyzz 03-06-2004 08:07 PM

thanks for the comments! Here's another~

Slivers of cloud
Slice through the young and immortal sky
that is their canvas
Painting mists of grey
Blown eastward by the wind
Playing
in the softly blurred boundaries of dawn and twelve-
morning.

Thoughts drift across the sightless mind
that of another world
That listless clouds
wafting far and wide
belong to lost and hidden souls.

And as one looks up to the blue
where angels braid their locks
In the balanced hours of daylight
wretched being and listless soul
Arising wings, fly to the realm
Of the imaginary

For clouds of pale cornflower wishes
and a dream of cerulean
Inset within sight before eternal rest
Trembling fingers reach out
to the jars of hope piled up high
behind the sun
Not meant to be taken.


This poem was inspired by a scene I saw while riding to school one day, and i wrote it there on the bus, but I've made some adjustments ^^
hope you like!

Dracnyzz 03-07-2004 07:20 AM

and here is the poem about sirius that i posted in the poet's guild #1....

A wind does blow still on the life you left behind,
a flame upon the fire with once shined so bright.
The past still haunting the ones deeply so intwined,
Sirius, you were a player in the plot of twisted plight.

Years of deception may have found his hopes withdrawn,
yet lingering despair never found its way as a threat.
For the lurking revenge unfulfilled, left by a marauder gone.
Trust destroyed by malignant spite, and Padfoot did not forget.

He wore a mask that was his alone, hiding the thoughts below,
secretly wistful and smiled to the clueless who lived in despise.
One man, one story, heartbreaking words few learned to know,
receiving the hope renewed as he opened his godson's eyes.

Days of trickery and lies have fallen putting him at blame,
but through every second what prevailed were bravery, and love.
The veil is illusion to those who reminisce his name,
Sirius Black has not faded away, but lives in the stars above.

Danz_angel 03-07-2004 01:27 PM

Kool!

P.S. Thanx for checking out my poetry and thanx for the comment!

Danz_angel x

phoebe_phoenix 03-07-2004 03:18 PM

Nice poems! I usually also get inspired by sitting on the bus *lol* There's nothing else to do there I guess... :lol:

Dracnyzz 03-09-2004 04:59 AM

thanks guys! *gasp* stardancer488!! you're the person who was in HP trivia with me!!!! hi!!!!!!! ^^

here's another poem...I'm getting lazy and just posting ones I wrote before cuz i have so many, but i really need to start writing more. Before I could write 5 a day but now the ff's are taking all my attention :whisle:

"Sub Rosa"

Take your dream and drift away
For this is the secret of the senility blue
See the escaping star over the eventide?
Augury of what is written by the universe
Sisters and love alike
They are calling now
Soon it will be found
In the minutes of a night
Happening before its time
Casting hopeful secrets
It's unknown
Sub rosa, my dear
They are only
Hidden under the rose


aaaaand another one ^^

She is dancing slowly to a haunting song
She breathes and twirls around her deepest fears
She is thinking about her past
Reflected in her eyes
Slipping away so fast are the whispers of tomorrow
While the music tells her what is to come
Leaning closer, she closes her eyes
Tilts her head up to listen
Always listening
She is
Always looking
Always smiling
She is still dancing
The night air is her partner
The moonlight is her gown
The sands are her shoes
She is dancing slowly
Tonight, and forever.

phoebe_phoenix 03-09-2004 07:06 PM

Wow, I really really REALLY liked 'Sub Rosa'. I think it's absolutely wonderful. Wow. Wow, wow, wow. :flowersmile:

stardancer488 03-10-2004 12:46 AM

oooo there so GOOD!!!!!! i love the dancing one! its so pretty! sub rosa is good though too! their all good! haha ur such a poet!!!!

stardancer488 03-10-2004 12:49 AM

haha yes i was in HPtrivia with you... and i was in their again with you! haha *sorry every1 totally off topic plz forgive me*

i ment to post this with the other one but i messed it up by accident! i am really sorry! yes FF do take away from poetry... noone loves poetry! haha jk!

DracoFan88 03-10-2004 03:30 AM

Tessa! These are soo good! Wow...I can't anything like this for my life.
Ur a really good poet! :flowersmile: :flowersmile: :flowersmile:

Dracnyzz 03-12-2004 04:29 AM

thanks guys *blush*

Wise and still learning of the world's ages
Only a maiden from few seasons of night
Finely fashioned features and chiseled bones
Not created for agony of more than a lifetime's
Burden of knowledge
Over the regal head held so high
Flowing threads of embers
Entwining with the thoughts emerging
Fiery as an icestorm
Her eyes changing colors with the days
From sudden black to somber blue
The memories never fade from this mind
Eternal and always more to be seen in the distance
A life of knowledge of more than is known
To the ocean waves rolling over each sunset.


And no, this isn't describing any particular person ^^

phoebe_phoenix 03-12-2004 02:36 PM

Wow, I liked that. You have a gift wth imagery... beautiful.

Dracnyzz 03-12-2004 11:24 PM

Thanks phoebe phoenix ^^

New avvie! Sweet Remy! :lol: gotta love the three *true* marauders....

I've been shamefully neglecting all this poetry....so i'm merely posting ones I've written before....I can't believe it I haven't written one in a week! *bashes self on head and invites everyone to do the same*

All the world is a stage...
Where all the actresses are beautiful as Day
And mysterious as Night
Blushing away at the mirrored walls
Fasions of Europe, they only are
Swooning and downing a shimmering glass of wine
Falling and appearing through the holes in the scenery
The blood is underneath the carpet.

Romeos and Juilets infinitely rule Lady Tragic Love
Chicago brings out the another face, the luring facet of murder
Audience mesmerisized with the penetrating masks
From which cat eyes dart to the south and away
Worn at all hours
Some more glitter, my dear?
Hide your features they must not be seen
For the world is a stage
Where no one gives real identity
Is always someone else
Don't ask me who I am.

For only here, in this stage of a world
Can one change from a whispery maiden
Into a cold and unblinking tigress
Only here can one go through all the demons of the night
And discover true happiness in a corner
Only here, can a lovely lady find love and peace
Living happily ever after
Where outside hungry children still linger.

While Rhett leaves Scarlett behind
Gone with the wind may be those hauntiing melodies
Of the forgotten voices of angels
Once resonating from between the royal lines
Where are you now, my alley stray..
Here's the last penny i have today.

Pleading eyes and puckered lips
Snubbing noses and droopy ears
Fall into Death, and come to Life again
Being stabbed with a dagger, smiling behind the curtains
Art thou last entrance Stage Right?


that was a rather strange one, yet I was proud of it for a long time....

Alyonna 03-13-2004 02:42 AM

those are amazing i wish i could write like that. That last one: beginning with "All the world's a stage". inspired no doubt by Shakespeare's As You Like It? And I love how you incorporated all those other stories, books, and movies into it i love how you built onto it with your wonderful imagery. absolutely loving it all!

Dracnyzz 03-15-2004 02:53 AM

thanks so much Alyonna! your words are very kind ^^

~~~~~
"Snow"

So exquisite, so lovely
...So white
Bringing cheer and laughter
A sunlit sight

Mirthful children glide down
The hill
Laughing even with the arrival of
The day's hours of darkness
For they know....
It’s not really
Ended
While
The flecks of frost blow away
Away... far away…

Can't it be seen?
Hidden away
In the sanctuary of ice
Where the white isn't so exquisite
And even the moon
Is pensive
Like any distant maiden
Yet not
.....So beautiful.

Though... no doubts there
For it only
Only
Echoes the world.

~~~~~

ack! this poem supposedly has different spacing and everything but it doesn't show up here =/

phoebe_phoenix 03-15-2004 11:34 AM

I liked it, although I've had enough snow in the past few weeks... *growls*

Dracnyzz 03-15-2004 10:25 PM

Lol, yeah. They say it's going to snow tomorrow though =/

YAY! I wrote my first poems in a week! Finally! As a celebration I'm going to post both of them here ^^

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"Little Wooden Dolphin"

What color are dolphin tears?
you shed them inwardly, and I'll never know
Silent through the months and years
You belong to the sea

Little dolphin of the past
Lapping upon the whisper of light
And the hollow night sounds beating from the rest
Eyes filling with water that has traveled far from the ocean
As you hold onto the dreams that even you possess
Wishing of swimming into waves of blue
Melting into the sky so bright
One twinkling star falling behind
Still

Waiting for the day you'll stop being
Just a wooden sculpture gathering dust
In the corner.


~~~~~

That one was inspired by the little dolphin on my desk we got from Disney a year ago, lol.

~~~~~

"The Colour of Grey"

In between the light and the stone
Where the rain meets the dark
Night falling upon the reminants of snow
The colour of grey.

The children of the wind are crying
Where the sun never shines
Behind mountains of water and the past
Searching still in the mist of tomorrow
The colour of grey

The sea rises and falls
Gathering the sorrows of a century by
The tears of the shellfish ebbing by
Vivid coral, and fading away
The colour of grey

A maiden's footsteps tread lightly yesterday
Bunnies whispering beneath the coves
Where a shadow still dwells, untouched by the present
The colour of grey.

~~~~~

Alyonna 03-16-2004 01:18 AM

these are very very well written! and my words are not only kind but true as well! and congrats on writing again, i know how hard it is to get back into the swing of things. i almost gave up my poetry a few months back, and i never fully recovered from it....

Dracnyzz 03-16-2004 05:32 AM

aww, that's so sad Alyonna =( I hope you get that talent back!!

Anyway, here's one I just wrote. I once heard "Write about what haunts you," and this poem definitely depicts what haunts me...lol

~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"When the Last Light is Gone"

Empty cave of forgotten days lingering, not letting go
the golden days so swiftly past and not to be believed
Spirits still hide underneath the stones of buildings twice removed
Where will you go, o ghostly one, when the last light is gone?

Awash in a sea of memories, asking for rememberance
Someone must still care, for elder trees are still swaying
Mountains of a thousand years, standing among the clouds
The ocean's eyes wandering for centuries of centuries....yet find no answer
O sweet wind of long existance, where will we go
When the last light is gone?

A petal falling upon the infant's breath, fading into timeless age
Letting go of wisdom found within the voice of an ancient storm
The sun has lived its rising years, and now is time to set
Raindrops of omens staining the ones who look to the skies
As they melt away into oblivion, and a girl stands alone
Speaking no words as her only question creates Life and its Demise
Where will I go, angel of Fate, when the last light is gone?


~~~~~~~~~~~~

Dracnyzz 03-20-2004 12:08 AM

Ivy girls, it's time for our sad little poem =/ I certainly hope this is not going to happen, but it is a piece of art indeed :lol:

Dedicated to Joyce (Dectlyr/ mystical witch), Lulu (Diectism/ phantom), Rose (Disycap/ roseredphoenix) with love from Tessa (Dracnyzz).

"Sisters As One"

Disycap
Diectism
Dectlyr
Dracnyzz

Clique of four
Strangers of none
Friends forever
Sisters as one

The oldest one, who loved to read
Of imaginative night and day
Reflecting the inside of herself with care
Writing down the other side
Bouncing cheerfulness off the walls

The one of the Stars
Seeing the skies in the fourth demension
searching for sanity within love and confusion
The earths spins in universal sciences
and mathematics of the infinite degree

The happy-go-lucky, fun-loving one
Bringing light and joy with a single smile
Laughter fills her aura of a vivid green
pretty and light of color

The youngest, in her own dreamy World
With artistic musings and fantasies alike
As the door slowly opened to her poetic realm
She writes with a passion, finding words in her soul

Clique of four
Friends forever
Sisters as one
Bonding from magical worlds and reality

Clique of four
Strangers of none
Will the sisters as one stay together?

As the happy one floats off down the long winding river
playing its own melody of what's to be
Frightened eyes and frantic tears
of the feared divide

For the clique of four
the sisters as one
Must they thrive alone
Without their promised sunlight
Taken for granted for months and years

Clique of four
Strangers of none
Sisters as one
Will the circle be broken?

Friends forever
May that quote remain true throughout all their days
every word spoken lingering within their thoughts
Sisters as One


phoebe_phoenix 03-23-2004 10:21 PM

Sorry I haven't posted here in a while, what with the new term starting and me having loads of work to do... *sigh* Anyway, I stick to what I said before, your poems are wonderful.

I especially liked 'Little Wooden Dolphin'. Perhaps there's too much dust in my room, making me relate to it easily :lol:

Dracnyzz 03-26-2004 10:54 PM

One of my favorite ones....enjoy!

"To Write-"

It's all an art of crafting words that fall into place
Entwining the phrases within a crafty web of mystery
Literature of images leap through the eyes and into the soul
By the windows so wide and the story so intruiguing!
As the wind blows by stimulating the thoughts of a writer
Wherever those ideas flow from is a secret known to the few
Who have discovered a talent under a cloud in some sky
Ability to see, ability to breathe.....ability to write

Witty language the folk would never happen upon alone
Lonely monologues spewing from under a sea stone
Found in a foreign place appearing in the darkest days
A view of the lost spirit still lingering as we pass away

Enviously the timid mice dare to take an awkward peek
At the royal life of writers of which mortals only seek
Blessed not by riches, but by words spewing from their hearts
What dream haunts one more? Till Death do us apart!

For this is an art the great Picasso could never have grasped
Within the reaches of a canvas for words are painted naught
But upon a mind etched into the phliosophy of an author
The tender seed planted which now flourishes as a blossom
Of something so great of which has been presented before the world
The ability to see, the abilty to breathe, the ability to Write.

Dracnyzz 04-06-2004 07:41 PM

lol i havent written any recently, but i felt rather obliged to post..

"Description of Me"

Her eyes; dark and veiled with an innocent storm
Her hair: midnight tumbled half-down her back, which cannot be seen without a looking-glass
Her soul; listless and hiding against thorns beyond its vision
Her heart: afraid to be given away
Her dreams; to be able to discover her world of art and writing, to be known, and to live through turmoil and discover silver stars
Her motto: Let your heart be your guide; let your dreams be your fire......

firelily 04-12-2004 11:48 PM

your poems are always so happy i like them alot i write poetry to but mine isnt always bright and cheery but thats my life but whatever keep writing


leah mae

phoebe_phoenix 04-19-2004 02:55 PM

Wow, that is an interesting (and good!) style of poem! *congratulates you*

Chimaera135 04-22-2004 03:07 PM

I like your poems . they are so much better then mine . keep writing!

Dracnyzz 04-23-2004 12:43 AM

Here, finally, is a HP related one, and I'll be posting several that I've written

"A Boy Named Draco"

And you'll trust the darkness to wash over you again...

Before your mind deserts you and speeds away into eternity
Only silver blood which has maimed you of your existence
Your only hopes, trapped beneath which has haunted you since your birth.

North may the wind blow by honor but the memories stay the same
And south to where you go is cloaked in a past evil not explained
Mourn not for yourself as you have always been taught to do
Every being touched with your presence are mourning for you
Daring has always been flowing in your veins, by which every glance is pain.

Dried but not forgotten, crying for you for reasons you don't understand
Rain may fall and winds will blow but you will always remain the same
All through the life which never tells of ending, obeying what has bound you
Coming night, retreating light, some may stumble across your footsteps, imprinted
On the amaranthine road where you continue to wait; as it is all you can do.


see the first letter of each line forms the words "A Boy Named Draco"? ^_^

Dracnyzz 04-23-2004 12:45 AM

And now...for a Fire and Ice poem/song.....in case you don't know, a Fire and Ice shipper is one who supports the ship Ginny/Draco ^^ find out more about the SS Fire and Icehere on FA!

now the poem thing...

"Fire to Ice" (Ginny to Draco)

I've been called innocent, I've been called sweet
No one knows the real me, hidden deep down
I've always called myself a fallen angel
Brushing against Death, flirting on the border of Life
But this time it's different, the way I'm falling
I'm falling into grey eyes

Spinning into eternity of darkness
Night and day don't exist in this time
It's not love, it's not lust, it's not pure
Taken and cloaked by something beyond our control

Every moment that I spend awake at night
Trying not to be like the other girls who fight over you
I'm thinking like a fallen angel, one who's fallen into grey eyes
Tears may try but they'll never follow, for did you know
that Angels keep their pride as they fall?

I'd think you do, being one yourself
Don't deny it, my grey eyed angel
Calling you, wanting you, I'll never speak aloud
We'll never be together, for we both have too much pride
The words will not escape deathly pale lips

Spinning into eternity of darkness
Night and day don't exist in this time
It's not love, it's not lust, it's not pure
Taken and cloaked by something beyond our control

I'll be praying, for a day when perhaps we're drunk
Then we can declare intentions and make dizzy love
Until the black will grip you again, and I continue my fall
Into grey eyes.

I've heard the darker side haunts you wherever you go
I'll be following..you...with those grey eyes
You'll be protected by a fallen angel's shadow
Who's merely a reflection of yourself in fire

Spinning into eternity of darkness
Night and day don't exist in this time
It's not love, it's not lust, it's not pure
Taken and cloaked by something beyond our control;
something that masks Fire and Ice.

Dracnyzz 04-23-2004 12:47 AM

this is another Fire and Ice one...and it makes me sad, but if you're not a D/G shipper you won't be..I think lol

"Ice to Fire" (Draco to Ginny)

It's an echo beyond your deepest fears, although you have one
Which almost falls beside mine, but yours is gone
Mine, will, never leave me for as long as I live
My scarlet tressed Weaslette, you can't be mine

It is no matter what you think, not something you can comprehend
Nothing strips away and it only gets worse
I may want you more than anything else
But mark my words, I don't get everything that I want

Sometimes it drives me into the depths
Of insanity
When I want to take you and make you mine
Only satrical honor keeps me away
I can't ask you to forgive me
Only to believe in my words and what I don't do

Star-crossed indeed, fire and ice
Into the clutches of Fate controlled by the dark side
With ruthless plan that we'll never live through
Unless we're apart...you can't be mine

That is why I stay so far away
I know I'm the cause of your tear-stained pillows
(Don't try to call me a egotistic git, you know it's true)
But when my grey eyes meet your green
(It seems like Slytherin all over again),
My world explodes, but then shatters into pieces you can't mend

Sometimes it drives me into the depths
Of insanity
When I want to take you and make you mine
Only satrical honor keeps me away
I can't ask you to forgive me
Only to believe in my words and what I don't do

Trust me, my flaming Weaslette
I'm cast in Icy bonds that I can never break.

But deep inside, there's some place which says
I love you, Ginny Weasley...
...signed, Draco Malfoy.

Chimaera135 04-23-2004 01:00 AM

Oooo I like the Fire and Ice ones ! Thanks for replying to my poeoms. Must go now Poems forming!

phoebe_phoenix 04-29-2004 09:00 PM

They are both very nice. I especially liked the refrain-like part in 'Fire to Ice'. I am no Ginny/Draco shipper at heart, but after my belief in Ginny/Harry, it has to be G/D :P

Dracnyzz 05-04-2004 05:27 AM

^^ thanks for your replies..this is one I'm not quite happy with yet, but it'll do for now. I'm hoping to do major editing on my poems this summer and get them even possibly published....not to mention write my novel in hopes that it'll be done before I'm 18. I'm only 13, but still....there's a 19 year-old who finished his novel when he was 15, and now it's published =)

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"Avius Aura" (It means Lost Wind in Latin)

No direction pointed out on a path which to go, have you?
No familiar home waiting for you beyond the setting sun
Unseen, fly over the watercolour sea; tainted with angel wings
Into transparent mist between the mountains
Holding a thousand breaths which are not, and have never been any use
Lost wind, can thou not find thy kin?

Looking back centuries where the first rose once bloomed
Even then your ancestors hovered over henna blossoms and stone statues
It's what they all thought once
That somewhere, there's a place for us where we can dwell
Where we can die in peace

Founder of a beginning, past the first words a-spoken
They've melted away into the history of a well read path
Beyond the sighs and tears which tried to bind the unbroken

Lost winds, they were all forgotten beside the thoughts
Even if the argent ones linger they are always evanescent
Avius aura...

phoebe_phoenix 05-04-2004 06:14 PM

I like this poem too. Hey, cheer up, I'm in the same situation, except for the fact that I'm 17 and will be 18 in 3 months, so I doubt I'll get finished until then, especially since I want to start over again. A French girl (Flavia Bujor) published her novel at the age of 14; she started writing it at 12... :ermsmile:

I should get working on it again...

firelily 05-11-2004 04:24 AM

:hello: ello again tis me firelily i like all the different ways you write ive been writing poems for about 6 years and i never once though about publishing and im 20 lol oh just keep your head up love and you:ll go far leah mae

bookaholic 05-21-2004 05:02 AM

Your poems are so good! Any more?

Dracnyzz 05-21-2004 05:04 AM

Hello all! Recently I've gone through many things that have just added up to impossibly heavy loads of emotional pain...but one good thing has come of it, which is that it motivated my poetry once again. It's somewhat angsty, but still subtle. Thanks for all your reviews, and I hope you like it!

"Angels"

How do angels fall?
Imagine
Translucent, fluttering wings bent and broken
Breezes whispering by, unable to hold the fragments
Of a heavenly body tiny and light
Footsteps fading softly away
Which once echoed on the little bauble of a pin

Bluish eyelids glistening with dewdrop
Setting sun reflected on particles of hair
Too fine to tangle, limp among the pale green threads of grass
A breath once weaving through the clouds
She left it up there still, just before she fell

Wonder now, if angels ever cry
Are those the colourless raindrops that last dripped like ethereal tears
Onto a sea, wrung dry of emotion
Had they once sprung from now haunting eyes
That blinked in the visage of an angel?

Tell yourself that nothing's real
The crystal grave of an angel will tell you, differently
a torn halo tarnished with uncompromising air
Shadowing the gravestone
So invisible

Mortals only become angels when they hold their last heartbeat
In their hands
Yet sometimes, I'll look somewhere
Into blue or just dusty grey
And feel like an angel
Who once left her last breath among the clouds.

Dracnyzz 05-21-2004 05:11 AM

Another one, that I just wrote

"Cold Light"

Under which a spindly weed can't even stand
Falling down among the cracks of granite
Threshold of grey strewn with the unliving
Reminants of what never was and will never flourish
Under a cold black light

In a place where colors don't really, matter, anymore
Thin cloth encloses the wind beside silent flesh and bone
A blind eye, an unwilling ear, stretched out to the sky
Not looming, nor spanning, just settling above the universe
Shone upon by cold lights
Which penetrate from the stars, or from beneath an ocean cloak
Stilled whispers, making up the solitary sound of thunder in the distance.

firelily 05-22-2004 07:03 AM

:hello: tis me leah again and once again there really good i like the one bout the angel so keep writing love leah mae

phoebe_phoenix 05-22-2004 04:04 PM

Whoa, 'Angels' went right under my skin. It was very beautiful. :)

Dracnyzz 06-04-2004 02:52 AM

Fragments of fire light; a wash of gold
Reflected stars on white canvases made
Mirror of a love and vision of a soul
Sought and found from the heart of a glade
"One," they have said, only is meant to be
To find those that the common do not see
And that is alit within the crimson of a dare
From the eyes of brown to narrow'd sighs
Transfixed on watercolour-like scarlet hair
That give you a hope, and like a none other high.


That poem I made up on the spot...sort of a tribute to Ginny and what J.K. hopefully one day will make of her. She's my favorite character, and some very finely written fanfiction (not on SS) have developed her so much that I can't stop from wishing that Ms. Rowling will do the same =)

phoebe_phoenix 06-11-2004 06:57 PM

That was, again, beautiful. I know what you mean about Ginny. I love her too, and she's become my favourite character. What fiction have you read about her? I know a couple of good ones, maybe they're the same, lol!

Dracnyzz 06-11-2004 09:27 PM

Hi ^^ I've read Cassandra Claire's trilogy, of course...and then various Draco/Ginny fics also strengthened Ginny's character a lot...then there are some Tom/Ginny ones...and...yesh :lol:

phoebe_phoenix 06-14-2004 10:19 PM

*grins* I love Ginny <3 I think the most influencial on my view of her were a couple of short stories... can't remember the names though, gah. >_<


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