I think your title is good. Remembrance comes to mind... http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l1...omKane/911.gif
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I think your title is good. Remembrance comes to mind... http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l1...omKane/911.gif
Nice piece Niamh. (all good, I really like the last one) I know that mood, for me it's kinda like a depression or haunting melancholy. As far as a title it reminds me of a Willaiam Faulkner story, As I Lay Dying.
I like that Pengragon. It fits well with the first poem, seeing as it is about remembering to incidences. Thanks!Quote:
Originally Posted by Pendragon
I like that.Quote:
Originally Posted by vhaney
It Just inspired me...
As I Lie Haunted
As I lie Haunted, memories are my spirits shackles,
chained forever to those foolish follies done in youth.
Nothing can free me, as my ears boom with the ghostly cackle
Of the devil who lies beside me, waiting for my death.
I can not escape......
Pen I've named the first poem Remembrance. Thanks for the suggestion.:)
Heres a little poem i just wrote for the person who got my card details!
Investigations on its way,
I hope you have somethings to say!
I dont think it right what you do,
but dont you worry i've spotted you!
I hope someone catches you at work,
and locks you up you stupid jerk!
hehe thats is a good one, poor you did the person do much damage??Quote:
Originally Posted by Niamh
I'm lucky that i caught them just as they started so its only around the €500 mark. But it still makes me angry.
This is a nice rhyme! I am glad you were able to catch him though. This stuff is going on even without people being caught sometimes.Quote:
Originally Posted by Niamh
Thanks pensive.
Hey i'm still trying to get my hands on those poems from my boyfriend for you to read. No luck so far!
Really lovely poems, Niamh. Especially the one without a title, that was my favorite.
Thanks Adya!:)
Good luck! I hope you succeed. :)Quote:
Originally Posted by Niamh
still trying but i've given him a break from the nagging as he's under stress with college. But as soon as thats over...:D
Shattering Thoughts
The sun on the river shimmers silver
As i sit alone where we once sat,
Looking out at Anna Livia our river
Remembering the days we spent in chit chat.
We would spend hours joking, teasing,
Laughing; a merry duo we were!
But now theres no more pleasing.
We are no longer that happy Pair.
You talk only about work, and a game,
While i am expected to sit listen.
What happened? why arent things the same?
no more laughs, no more kissin'!
Is this it? should we call it a day?
Are you even aware that here
and now love may have gone away?
That things may never be as they were?
As I sit, i ponder, feeling sad.
i never thought that things would get this bad.
Niamh, you poem without a title is moving. Sometimes you have to let it be for awhile to come up with an appropriate title. I like your poems and their titles. You will think of this one as well.
Keep writing!