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Re: Official ATAR Notes ‘Post Your Poetry’ Thread
« Reply #30 on: June 22, 2019, 10:02:51 am »
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I wrote this while I was sick a while back. It's very simple, short, and not as free-flowing as it could be - on purpose (or at least that's what I like to tell myself) - to reflect the topic at hand, which is casual existentialism. I mean, existentialism isn't naturally casual but I think about it so much it might as well be for me. It was to try and cheer myself up a little. Remind me of the happy things because life isn't fun when you feel like you're already dead haha.

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Isn't it funny
How life brings you back
To the same places,
Further down the track.

Isn't it funny
How people carry on.
The same old habits,
Obscurity, phenomenon.

Isn't it funny
And funny as in strange,
How amusement turns to sorrow
The more and more we age.

Simplicity
Eccentricity
Poetry
Goes round

The circle of life might be pointless
But it never loses
Its ability
To astound.
Thoughts are only thoughts.
They are not you. You do belong to yourself,
even when your thoughts don't.

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Re: Official ATAR Notes ‘Post Your Poetry’ Thread
« Reply #31 on: June 22, 2019, 12:04:48 pm »
+12
There's an ocean of blue it's waiting
way out there for me
Boundless waves of life
teeming in the sea

Every step I'm closer
and the distance is more than I knew
many years between
me and my ocean of blue

Yet I can wait with patience
for although I didn't know
I have another ocean of blue
one that helps me grow

It doesn't have water or salt
this ocean of blue I see
it's made of threads and posts
and people dear to me

There's oceans of blue they're waiting
and I'll be ready when I'm there
For I've found another
and both can hold my care



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Re: Official ATAR Notes ‘Post Your Poetry’ Thread
« Reply #32 on: June 25, 2019, 07:05:41 pm »
+10
Wrote this for International Women's Day:
Feminism is equality.
We will never not need equality,
In a world,
Where girls are too scared,
To speak their truth.

And when we are taught,
You can only be smart
Or pretty,
But never both,
Our need for equality,
Will always be there.
Break down barriers,
Until everything is fair.

Eating disorders,
On the rise,
And suicide rates,
At an all time high.

In a world,
Where caring isn’t cool,
We need feminism,
So every girl knows,
She is more than her looks.

We can look forward,
To a future,
Where showing off her assets,
Means her brains and her talents.

Aspire for a world,
Where no girl is taken advantage of.
Where poverty,
Doesn’t limit her education.

We won’t stop,
Until girls and boys,
Are treated the same.
Same rights,
Same opportunity.

We look forward,
To a time.
When she can stand tall,
For everything she believes.
And she can be proud,
Of all who came before her.
but there’s only so much shrinking a girl can do before she disappears

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Re: Official ATAR Notes ‘Post Your Poetry’ Thread
« Reply #33 on: September 28, 2019, 11:06:40 pm »
+5
So, this is a poem which I wrote a few years ago but I've edited it a bit coz the lines were originally wayyyy toooo long

Four Seasons
When there is a breeze
as calm and blissful as the mountain mist,               
that blows over me any day
I take that chance to whistle
and break the silence of that tedious day.                   

I stand firm on the ground
and soften when the clouds decide to cry.             
Making beams of sunlight shine on my leaves
making them look as radiant as emerald jewels

But when autumn comes,
I have this change of personality,
and become quite dark,
with a shadow that’s as dim as death himself.

Rapidly I am hushed by the sturdy wind of winter.
Isolated and bullied by the snow.

Thrusted and pulled by the strength of rain,
oh how dreadful and appalling winter is. 
As I feel the chances of seeing the bright sun drain,
I lose all hope.

But even when little hope can be found
I spot a beam of sunlight.
And shortly after I am singing and crying for joy,
when I am dressed in my delightful leaves yet again.

Fully recovered from the winter,
I feel as radiant as the sun’s face.
Standing proud and loud to all those who seek

my shelter and comfort from beneath the fertile soil. 
Where my roots will develop with ease of royalty.

Oh the radiant sun,
how I will embrace what occurs now
Let this moment be a wonderful memory to me
For what evil awaits me
when the next winter occurs
What do you guys think of it? (Be honest plz)
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Re: Official ATAR Notes ‘Post Your Poetry’ Thread
« Reply #34 on: September 29, 2019, 10:13:09 am »
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I love your poem. Very beautiful imagery.



So, this is a poem which I wrote a few years ago but I've edited it a bit coz the lines were originally wayyyy toooo long

Four Seasons
When there is a breeze
as calm and blissful as the mountain mist,               
that blows over me any day
I take that chance to whistle
and break the silence of that tedious day.                   

I stand firm on the ground
and soften when the clouds decide to cry.             
Making beams of sunlight shine on my leaves
making them look as radiant as emerald jewels

But when autumn comes,
I have this change of personality,
and become quite dark,
with a shadow that’s as dim as death himself.

Rapidly I am hushed by the sturdy wind of winter.
Isolated and bullied by the snow.

Thrusted and pulled by the strength of rain,
oh how dreadful and appalling winter is. 
As I feel the chances of seeing the bright sun drain,
I lose all hope.

But even when little hope can be found
I spot a beam of sunlight.
And shortly after I am singing and crying for joy,
when I am dressed in my delightful leaves yet again.

Fully recovered from the winter,
I feel as radiant as the sun’s face.
Standing proud and loud to all those who seek

my shelter and comfort from beneath the fertile soil. 
Where my roots will develop with ease of royalty.

Oh the radiant sun,
how I will embrace what occurs now
Let this moment be a wonderful memory to me
For what evil awaits me
when the next winter occurs
What do you guys think of it? (Be honest plz)
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Re: Official ATAR Notes ‘Post Your Poetry’ Thread
« Reply #35 on: September 29, 2019, 02:46:00 pm »
+2
I love your poem. Very beautiful imagery.
Your too kind :)
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Re: Official ATAR Notes ‘Post Your Poetry’ Thread
« Reply #36 on: May 17, 2020, 08:54:05 pm »
+5
Hey! I think it's time to re-ignite this thread! 8)
I wrote this for a writing competition last year...

The Truth About War

Few things have existed since the origins of mankind,
Good and evil, love and hate, joy and sorrow, peace and war.
For almost as long as there has been life, war has been part of it.
Humans have always waged war among themselves…
Despite the cataclysmic certainty of compounding calamities.

Some people just want to watch the world burn…others want to light the match.
Brave soldiers are forced to lay their lives on the line,
To adopt the persona of a merciless brute…for the “greater good” of their nation.
The truth is…many of these lionhearted warriors will die, allies and enemies alike
Each with someone, who can only cross their fingers in anxious anticipation,
Praying for their hero to survive.

You see, war is not really a game of strategy,
But of which side sustains the least casualties,
And the winning side celebrates their monumental victory…with those that are left.
The truth is…their triumph was superficial, a costly consolation,
Because the only true victor in war is Death.
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Re: Official ATAR Notes ‘Post Your Poetry’ Thread
« Reply #37 on: May 18, 2020, 11:09:37 am »
+7
Something from my high school years  :)

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I am from sewing machines 
their sta. cca. to. pressing, the musical t r a i l and pricked pinkies left behind.
I am from clocks 
empty of batteries, like silent metronomes that tick on.

I am from door slams
an unforgiving FORTE, followed by silence or my mother's FORTISSIMO uproar. 
I am from the cobblestone tints 
lines for melodies yet to be written on the floors by honky tonk footsteps. 

I am from monkey bars 
swinging eighths, paint climbing off in ramattazz.
I am from incense 
snuffed only when I run out of song

when I choose to run out of song.

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Re: Official ATAR Notes ‘Post Your Poetry’ Thread
« Reply #38 on: May 22, 2020, 05:57:56 pm »
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Here's one that I wrote earlier this year because of the wildfires...

Burn No More

Dancing and leaping, now searing and blazing,
Inviting and embracing, now blistering and consuming,
Whispering and hissing, now sizzling and roaring,
Flames once flickering, now fervid with fury.

The crisp “snip-snap-whoosh” of the raging flame,
As it hunts for poor souls to claim or maim.
Brave firefighters rendered tame and lame,
“Where is the rain?!” we desperately exclaim.

“Hotter than hell”, “The end of the world is near”
“Apocalyptic scenes”, “Screeching voices here and there”
Spreading like the blaze is the familiar face of Fear,
How much loss and sorrow can we really persevere?

Black and grey, yellow, red and orange,
Defining colours of this age, so strange.
Inferno! Firestorm! The flames derange,
Surely, this crisis will ignite some change...

To whom do we owe scorn for this perpetual blaze?
For the drought-defiant crops now lit and ablaze?
For over a billion animals now part of the smoke haze?
For the never-changing nature of our careless ways?

“God Bless Australia”, we sincerely implore,
Thirty torrid weeks, nothing left anymore,
Could this infernal ruin last forevermore?
For the sake of all that is good, burn no more!
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Re: Official ATAR Notes ‘Post Your Poetry’ Thread
« Reply #39 on: September 14, 2020, 06:24:23 pm »
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Possible TW/CW: death, sadness.

A bit messy but it's an entry!

The Muse of the Day (that's not the poem's name it's literally just what I've been thinking about hehe
I watched
the morning break
today.

It came quietly.
like someone
who dies
in their sleep.

A wash of grey
no colours
no sound

and yet
the sun still came.

With the sun
came a song.
A chatter
a laugh
a life.

But my ears
only heard
the battering
of wooden planks
a captain's call
a flood of foam
and
she sinks.

His pride and joy
gone.
But only
in a dream.

.

I watched
the daylight flee
today.

A world, quieting
once again
almost as silent
as the dark depths
where she
my heart
lays broken.

This is not
thriving.
But it is
surviving.

A muted
battle.
A phantom
fight.
Who dares to sleep
while the darkness
can find you?

I do not sleep.
I live a life
within my mind
and wish
that my dreams
were my life
and that my life
was only
a nightmare.
Thoughts are only thoughts.
They are not you. You do belong to yourself,
even when your thoughts don't.

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Re: Official ATAR Notes ‘Post Your Poetry’ Thread
« Reply #40 on: September 14, 2020, 08:38:36 pm »
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Possible TW/CW: death, sadness.

A bit messy but it's an entry!

The Muse of the Day (that's not the poem's name it's literally just what I've been thinking about hehe
I watched
the morning break
today.

It came quietly.
like someone
who dies
in their sleep.

A wash of grey
no colours
no sound

and yet
the sun still came.

With the sun
came a song.
A chatter
a laugh
a life.

But my ears
only heard
the battering
of wooden planks
a captain's call
a flood of foam
and
she sinks.

His pride and joy
gone.
But only
in a dream.

.

I watched
the daylight flee
today.

A world, quieting
once again
almost as silent
as the dark depths
where she
my heart
lays broken.

This is not
thriving.
But it is
surviving.

A muted
battle.
A phantom
fight.
Who dares to sleep
while the darkness
can find you?

I do not sleep.
I live a life
within my mind
and wish
that my dreams
were my life
and that my life
was only
a nightmare.
I read that and my immediate thought was, 'That is... powerful.' I don't even know why. That was just the word that summed it all up to me.

And here is a poem I wrote immediately after, in response, you might say. No editing; don't judge it too harshly, I'm no poet :)
~
"A Day"
I saw the dawn break; soft pink streaks overlaid with gold
Gold like a coloured pencil, but so much better.
The gold faded and all that was left was grey
Why did the sun go away?
Then it came out again, bright, sharp, sparkling
Throwing every detail to relief
Then a storm came, and the grey turned the landscape gold
Curious gold, illuminating, lighting up
Dulling some yet brightening others.
Then after the storm came a gentle light,
Showing up green so very bright
The storm faded, the light was grey
The day tranquil, calm, such peace.
No trace of the storm past
But perhaps a lingering light
Luminescence that did not leave.
And then it was dark, the moon rode high
And the glorious day was done.
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Re: Official ATAR Notes ‘Post Your Poetry’ Thread
« Reply #41 on: September 14, 2020, 09:11:13 pm »
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I read that and my immediate thought was, 'That is... powerful.' I don't even know why. That was just the word that summed it all up to me.

And here is a poem I wrote immediately after, in response, you might say. No editing; don't judge it too harshly, I'm no poet :)

-snip-
This is beautiful - it reminds me of the days of creation in Genesis. The way you've described the day as a constant is reminiscent of the flow of time before time began. Not sure if that makes sense.

You are a poet! If you can write and feel rhythm in words, you're a poet. I would love to see any other ideas you may type up in future!
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Re: Official ATAR Notes ‘Post Your Poetry’ Thread
« Reply #42 on: September 14, 2020, 09:19:48 pm »
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This is beautiful - it reminds me of the days of creation in Genesis. The way you've described the day as a constant is reminiscent of the flow of time before time began. Not sure if that makes sense.

You are a poet! If you can write and feel rhythm in words, you're a poet. I would love to see any other ideas you may type up in future!
I see what you mean about Genesis - even though, oddly enough, it did not spring to mind when I wrote it. I wouldn't call myself a poet though - I but rarely write poetry, I more generally write novels. I try to make them a  little closer to poetic - though I don't succeed very often :) Thank you though!
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Re: Official ATAR Notes ‘Post Your Poetry’ Thread
« Reply #43 on: October 23, 2020, 01:26:25 pm »
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I used to have a poetry Tumblr. Just looked at it now for the first time in literally four years. I'd posted 984 poems over the space of like five four or five years.

Might try to start writing again.