Prose, Poetry, Rhyme

[Alexandra]

Here we are again!! Starting anew; welcome all my old friends and...our new ones too...:cool:

Now down to "busyness" :p

Here is where we can post our own prose, poetry, rhyme, or, lyrics...

[rogerSIMIAN]

Here we are again!! Starting anew; welcome all my old friends and...our new ones too...:cool:

Hello Alexandra. :) Are you Alex off the radio?

[Alexandra]

Hello Alexandra. :) Are you Alex off the radio?


Yes! I am indeed:eek::p:cool:

[Elbow]

If I shouldn't post what I believe is a lovely poem, thou not my own, I'll pull it but saddened and love it alone.

Phenomenal Woman by Maya Angelou

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman

Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

[Roger]

That is a beautiful poem indeed. Thanks for sharing it! :)

[rogerSIMIAN]

For a while I was trying my hand at writing Flash Fiction (very short stories to a specific word count). This one's quite silly really. It's called "The Predators" and it's 66 words. :38:

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Down near the Bayou, or the nameless swamps of prehistory, Veronique found the handbag of her dreams.

Veronique studied the handbag (daydreamed matching shoes and upholstery).

The handbag studied Veronique (salivating on thoughts of her lightly buttered rump on toast).

It had the gnashers and the full weight of history. Veronique had Daddy’s Bowie knife and a scholarship to Harvard.

The stand off lasted three days.

[Elbow]

Very cool RS - that alligator wouldn't stand a chance against a stylish woman with a daddy named Bowie.
:no:

[rogerSIMIAN]

Very cool RS - that alligator wouldn't stand a chance against a stylish woman with a daddy named Bowie.
:no:

Heeheehee. Thanks, Elbow. Loved that Maya Angelou poem by the way.

[Elbow]

Blah, blah, blah, blah stay
Blah, blah, blah, blah speak
Blah, blah, blah, blah lay
Blah, blah, blah, blah treat

[Alexandra]

Blah, blah, blah, blah stay
Blah, blah, blah, blah speak
Blah, blah, blah, blah lay
Blah, blah, blah, blah treat


Yep. there are days like that...:clap::001_huh::lol::thumbup1::1eye:

[thebiz]

Down near the Bayou, or the nameless swamps of prehistory, Veronique found the handbag of her dreams.

Veronique studied the handbag (daydreamed matching shoes and upholstery).

The handbag studied Veronique (salivating on thoughts of her lightly buttered rump on toast).

It had the gnashers and the full weight of history. Veronique had Daddy’s Bowie knife and a scholarship to Harvard.

The stand off lasted three days.

Very nice!

[Alexandra]

with wonderful deathless ditties
we build up the world's great cities
and out of a fabulous story
we fashion an empire's glory...
one man with a dream, at pleasure
shall go forth and conquer a crown
and three with a new song's measure
can trample a kingdom down...:tt2:

This is why i don't rhyme and write prose instead!.:blushing:
i'm rubbish at it to be sure...:confused1:


One more :14:...to my published writings...

nearly there.
everything was falling into place for
inspector Brown.
one missing piece and
all would be revealed.
a painstaking search of the room
uncovered the elusive part of the knife.
jubilant he placed it into position.
everyone else in the police station had failed
but he...and he alone had finally
completed the...

jack the ripper
jigsaw puzzle:punk:

what ya all think? :boat:...
don't hurt me now :4:

[macwemyss]

I have a poem I did for school:


The Follower

The eyes, gruff and glinting beneath
Bushy brows, a lined forehead furrowed
Like the rows of crops in a field
Bumpy and broad, benevolence gleaming
In his face in dangerous dedication.

A woollen cap jammed roughly upon
Grizzled hair, grubby and worn
With the pride of many a year of fighting
For the noble cause
Of supporting his local team.

A heart of steel, standing strong
Against the disappointment of defeat
Again and again, through the pain of close-fought battles
And humiliation of humble submission
To a battering barrage of attack.

A red nose, cheeks rosy and round
Scratchy and coarse with tiny black hairs
A scarf wrapped tightly around a thick neck
Worn proudly with passion
Pushed out importantly through an old jacket, in defiance.

Grubby jeans cling to meagre legs
Stretching down to hobnailed boots
Bashed and grazed by scuffling crowds
Scrapping beneath the tall tiers of the stadium
Battling for dominance in a drab and desolate grey square.

The ugly side of football is
Reflected in his face, his eyes puffed up
And red. The roots of his hair grey and ghastly
His voice hoarse and scratchy with roaring
Support for the noble cause.

But nobility plays no part in such a
Shocking charade, where honour is won and lost
Upon the kick of a ball.


Ok so that was my poem. I hope it was understandable but if not, it was about a football fan (soccer) and his appearance was used to build a case against football gangs and related violence. I hope it was enjoyable (or at least was thought-provoking) and if anyone has any suggestions for improvement I would be happy to respond to any PM sent.

:wink:

EDIT: Oh yeah, Alexandra, I liked how you used rhyme in your first poem but I prefer the second one as it seemed to have better structure to it. You said you had it published. Was that in a literary journal or a magazine? How did you approach them to have your work published? Sorry, it's just that I am looking to get some of my poetry and prose work published as well. If the thread is going to go off topic though then please feel free to PM me about it.

Thanks :)

[Alexandra]

Thank you for your feedback :whistling: That's why i don't rhyme...don't like it, can't do it justice and much prefer open prose; non rhyming stories in prose format.

As to publishing, all of mine were published in America in book form...compiled, annotated, etcr.

Just recently, 2008, the British Publishers sent a letter asking for permission to put down some of my prose to publish!!...It took 10 years before i received this letter...i was told that i may have to continue publishing in America in hopes Britain sees my writings:59:

i hope this helps and FYI:60:, your poem was long but so? The length doesn't matter it is the content, and i was very impressed...:45:

[JazzX]

I have a poem I did for school:


The Follower

The eyes, gruff and glinting beneath
Bushy brows, a lined forehead furrowed
Like the rows of crops in a field
Bumpy and broad, benevolence gleaming
In his face in dangerous dedication.

A woollen cap jammed roughly upon
Grizzled hair, grubby and worn
With the pride of many a year of fighting
For the noble cause
Of supporting his local team.

A heart of steel, standing strong
Against the disappointment of defeat
Again and again, through the pain of close-fought battles
And humiliation of humble submission
To a battering barrage of attack.

A red nose, cheeks rosy and round
Scratchy and coarse with tiny black hairs
A scarf wrapped tightly around a thick neck
Worn proudly with passion
Pushed out importantly through an old jacket, in defiance.

Grubby jeans cling to meagre legs
Stretching down to hobnailed boots
Bashed and grazed by scuffling crowds
Scrapping beneath the tall tiers of the stadium
Battling for dominance in a drab and desolate grey square.

The ugly side of football is
Reflected in his face, his eyes puffed up
And red. The roots of his hair grey and ghastly
His voice hoarse and scratchy with roaring
Support for the noble cause.

But nobility plays no part in such a
Shocking charade, where honour is won and lost
Upon the kick of a ball.





Lol - very good, looks like you were at the last Old Firm derby!

[macwemyss]

Lol - very good, looks like you were at the last Old Firm derby!

Are you kidding?! I'd get stabbed! Nah, I actually had watched Green Street prior to writing it so that was the major influence lol :biggrin:

Thanks for the positive feedback folks!

[JazzX]

Are you kidding?! I'd get stabbed! Nah, I actually had watched Green Street prior to writing it so that was the major influence lol :biggrin:

Thanks for the positive feedback folks!

You inspired me to watch two classic football hooligan films last night!

"I.D." - this is excellent as we see a team of police officers try to infiltrate a gang of hooligans. They all sort of get off on the group feeling of supporting unfashionable fictional second-division East London outfit Shadwell Town (so obviously based on Millwall). By the end, they're behaving like the wankers they're supposed to be catching, and one of them ends up a full-blown hooligan.

"The Firm" - Gary Oldman is great in this, an estate agent and daddy during the week, one of London's top hooligan leaders at the weekend. But he wants to go one better and gather all the gangs before heading off to Germany for the European Cup finals! Unfortunately, the other gang leaders all think they're better and they agree for their gangs to fight each other for the right to lead England's top soccer thugs onto the international stage.

The other one I've seen is

"The Football Factory" - probably the most realistic of the three. This one actually used real hooligans as cast members - It was banned in Sweden after a brawl broke out in the cinema between Malmo FC and Helsingborg fans!

[Daninsky]

Now I know it’s true,
I’ve had my doubt,
But it’s not as if
I can not live
Without
You.


It's terrible I know, but I had fun with it. ;)

[JazzX]

Now I know it’s true,
I’ve had my doubt,
But it’s not as if
I can not live
Without
You.


It's terrible I know, but I had fun with it. ;)

That's really good, the way each sentence gets shorter, evoking an unavoidable conclusion.