I was just thinking that with all the great art here on caedes, there isnt much in the way of poems or creative writing. Sooo I think this would be a cool place to put any poems or stuff that all you creative people may come up with. Also people can put comments and critisism below them like in the gallerys :-)

OK heres one I came up with last weekend and I kinda liked it:

The shadow man is sneaking,
yet he knows I know he's there,
He plays his games, hes creeping,
Can I win or will I dare.
He isnt just a dream,
My heads sadistic joke,
he's more solid than he seems,
But he seems no more than smoke,
But smoke's more deadly than a knife,
when it fills you up inside,
It can choke away your life,
and theres nowhere you can hide.

Have you seen these discussions?

http://www.caedes.net/Zephir.cgi?lib=Board::Topic&id=31550
http://www.caedes.net/Zephir.cgi?lib=Board::Topic&id=191162
http://www.caedes.net/Zephir.cgi?lib=Board::Topic&id=273024
http://www.caedes.net/Zephir.cgi?lib=Board::Topic&id=204528
http://www.caedes.net/Zephir.cgi?lib=Board::Topic&id=282197

boy dont i feel stupid

No need to feel stupid... if anything it proves the potential of your idea. We obviously have many budding writers around here.

thanks Sam

Hi ya....look up some of my photos and you'll see some poetry also...you can incorporate poetry into pics...try it..would love to see some of yours...

Wow love that poem WOTE

=P tks, i forgot I ever posted this but now that its dug back up I have a new one to post

Lies, Lies always they hide,
no one else sees them, behind glass eyes,
the seeds of a sin, they fester within,
sometimes peeking, from behind your grin,
but the longer they dwell, the more theyre held,
their rot and their filth begins to smell,
your freinds are confused, and alone and unused,
sits truth, now sad, battered, and bruised,
beaten and broked, and hid underground,
lest he turn your falsehoods upside down,
But now its too late, the lie grown to great,
bursts forth from your chest to spread anger and hate,
this beast that you've bred, now reaper most dread,
will not stop till hope is dead

he Hug Trilogy

~1~
Have you had a dose of medication today,
And having taken yours, given a little away?
Unless you can give and get your fair share,
You're heart will sink into endless dispair.
Giving and getting in any amount--
Overdosing's impossible so don't even count.
Stop being distracted and serve up the drug.
Embracing all loved ones, just give them a hug.

~2~
My arms are empty. There's no one to squeeze.
I get no embraces. Do I have to say please?
There's no human contact. TV's my best friend.
I just feel so lonely. Is this how it will end?

~3~
Snuggles are most pleasing when coming from the heart.
If I'm just a sack of 'taters we may as well stay apart.
If affection's an obligation, and your mind's on other things,
I doubt you'll ever understand what unhappiness this brings.

Wow those are two great poems

here goes :

13TH LETTER***************************************************************************************
failure to comprehend
sorrounded by all that was left behind

how can you turn your back?
what can you do to look away?
where can you turn to hide?
how can you run and not return?

taking it all within
bittersweet and divine.
seeking for better ways
to ease the pain. to mend the lies.
asking yourself again
for answers to where it all began

already broken down
pacing the shattered ground
yearning to apprehend
devotion of love. and all nine letters.

waiting to feel alive.
failing to realize.
all that was left was left behind. ---frank---
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I still think we should have a more formal "gallery", if you will, for poetry and such. I don't think the discussion boards get enough attention for it to be taken as something that's serious art.

Oh i didnt know ppl were still posting here, You can all go to Poetry under offtopic in the discussion boards