Poetry Corner…

[Ammi]

…I don’t know if there’s already a similar thread …but I couldn’t see one, so…for any old, new, borrowed or blue poems…ones that you have written yourself or that you just love/your favourites etc…I’ll start with a couple…

Golden Years…

As we stole their golden years
And killed them softly with our song
We bridged their troubled waters
While gently riding that white swan

There were tears shed by a clown
While all the world was taught to sing
And the horse without a name
Became our puppet on a string

We were lifted by their love
And rode upon the tracks of tears
In a blissful purple haze
Where smoke on water never clears

We heard it through the grapevine
From the son of a preacher man
And unchained the melody
From Captain Jack and Barbara Ann

We watched the bad moon rising
And dreamt of riders on the storm
We danced with Ziggy Stardust
When we grew tired of being alone

We were blinded by the light
Over the hills and far away
Tripping out with police and thieves
And born to run with Maggie May

We rode the loco motion
To reach the spirit in the sky
Climbed stairways up to heaven
But we never can say goodbye

 

[Ammi]

Sirens…

Although you search you’ll never see
The darkness deep inside of me
Kept hidden well, within its shell,
No tongue upon this earth will tell

Dark bleeding oceans flowed through you
With gurgling hues from red to blue
The tide will take each soul in turn
And on their ebb is no return

On lips which stroke your salty breath
Red painted kiss with shades of death
Deplete your force within their tides
And bed you down with ghostly brides

As glistening sirens call your name
Go lay with them and take your shame
Your soul is lost upon these shores
Concealed in lies within vain whores

Their lashing palms will flog your pain
Each drop of blood a crimson stain
On ravaged skin and ruptured bones
Contemptuous in your pleading groans

Renounce your lies with pungent breath
Then sink you down into their depths
All vanished in their cruel embrace
As fatal lips caress your face

Upon the spume ride men o war
Their battle cries a deafening roar
As sirens bind you in your grave
The thrashing waves your soul enslaved

 

[freakofnature]

Nice! In my younger days I wrote a lot of (bad) poetry. I should see if I can dig some of them up.