Poetry

[JMDavis ((Silver))]

Here, this is stuff I'm doing in poetry class.

On winter mornings
The frozen sunlight reflects
Upon the water



Upon frosted earth
A violent eruption
A tiny bud springs forth



Powdered heated sand
Leading gently forward to
Cooling lapping waves



Colored leaves adrift
Swirling soft autumn breezes
The storm approaches



Funny colored masks
The children’s gleeful laughter
Bag of candy rips



Christmas tree alight
Presents stuffed in the stockings
I got coal again



Fireworks in the sky
The band playing noisily
Explosion startles

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I was just beginning to cross
Mounts of avalanche debris.
When I saw, but didn’t hear
A great cloud of snow and ice
Coming down from the right of the Sickle.

The three ahead of me
Directly in its path.
I turned and ran
Occasionally looking back
The dreadful progress continued.

Running full speed
My pack slowing me
Winded to a fast walk.
I was out of the great cloud,

I looked for the others.
All I saw was snow
Engulfing ground.
They’d been there.

I knelt breathing hard and fast
What should I do?
Should I search for them?
Should I head back to Camp Two?
What if I forgot?
Forgot this place?

What should I do?

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I remember when the sun first kissed me,
When the warmth greeted me as I pushed
Away from the cloying darkness.
I was young, then,
Reddish hairs clinging across me.

As I aged, evergreen leaves took place,
Whorls of 3; bright red, tubular flowers,
Red stalks and black berries.
I was no longer young.
The warm kiss of the sun
Increased with each day.

I have grown old,
Older than before.
My leaves, once bright
Beautiful, have turned
Turned a dark green,
Red and purple like ugly
Horrible splotches.

The warmth has given way
The great oaks around me
Their leaves have fallen,
A dark brown.
The air is chill,
A frightful herald.

The cold has come,
There is no warmth.
I feel myself growing slower.
I feel my age.
I feel...
Nothing.

[Kaez]

Fireworks in the sky

Isn't that one too many syllables?

[JMDavis ((Silver))]

Sept 9, 2010 16:17:15 GMT -5 Kaez said:

Fireworks in the sky

Isn't that one too many syllables?

I counted five o.O

[o ding]

Depends on if you think "fire" is two or one.

[Kaez]

Sept 9, 2010 16:25:45 GMT -5 o ding said:

Depends on if you think "fire" is two or one.

... it's two.

As much as you might want to try and cram it into one, it's two.

[James]

Sept 9, 2010 17:17:29 GMT -5 Kaez said:

Sept 9, 2010 16:25:45 GMT -5 o ding said:

Depends on if you think "fire" is two or one.

... it's two.

As much as you might want to try and cram it into one, it's two.

This.

[Sekot]

Sept 9, 2010 17:17:29 GMT -5 Kaez said:

Sept 9, 2010 16:25:45 GMT -5 o ding said:

Depends on if you think "fire" is two or one.

... it's two.

As much as you might want to try and cram it into one, it's two.

Linguists would laugh at you right now.

I pronounce it with one syllable.

[James]

What linguists are you talking to? Fire is considered to have two syllable because after pronouncing the main syllable, you have to completely move where you're speaking from. So you start the word 'fire' at the front of your mouth, but for the 'r' sound you need to drop to the back. That pause makes the second syllable. Even though that second sound doesn't have a vowel in it to accompany, it's still considered a second syllable. I actually remember an English class discussion on this topic.

Maybe it's your accent?

[Sekot]

Sept 9, 2010 21:16:56 GMT -5 James said:

What linguists are you talking to? Fire is considered to have two syllable because after pronouncing the main syllable, you have to completely move where you're speaking from. So you start the word 'fire' at the front of your mouth, but for the 'r' sound you need to drop to the back. That pause makes the second syllable. Even though that second sound doesn't have a vowel in it to accompany, it's still considered a second syllable. I actually remember an English class discussion on this topic.

Maybe it's your accent?

Yes, it is the accent.

Which, from where my accent originates, fire having one syllable is technically correct.

[Kaez]

Sept 9, 2010 20:39:08 GMT -5 Sekot said:

Sept 9, 2010 17:17:29 GMT -5 Kaez said:

... it's two.

As much as you might want to try and cram it into one, it's two.

Linguists would laugh at you right now.

I pronounce it with one syllable.

Actually, I'm pretty sure they wouldn't. I discussed that with someone who's minoring in linguistics just after I said it, and they agreed with me.

...

Literally, that happened.

So.

[James]

Sept 10, 2010 1:08:02 GMT -5 Sekot said:

Yes, it is the accent.

Which, from where my accent originates, fire having one syllable is technically correct.

But that means linguists laugh at you.

/End

[Sekot]

Sept 10, 2010 1:12:14 GMT -5 Kaez said:

Sept 9, 2010 20:39:08 GMT -5 Sekot said:

Linguists would laugh at you right now.

I pronounce it with one syllable.

Actually, I'm pretty sure they wouldn't. I discussed that with someone who's minoring in linguistics just after I said it, and they agreed with me.

...

Literally, that happened.

So.

There is no correct way to speak a language and I will fight you to the death for it! Huzzah!

[James]

Sept 10, 2010 1:19:31 GMT -5 Sekot said:

Sept 10, 2010 1:12:14 GMT -5 Kaez said:

Actually, I'm pretty sure they wouldn't. I discussed that with someone who's minoring in linguistics just after I said it, and they agreed with me.

...

Literally, that happened.

So.

There is no correct way to speak a language and I will fight you to the death for it! Huzzah!

But they're wrong ways.

ZING.

[JMDavis ((Silver))]

I found this jawbone at the sea’s edge,
Teeth like daggers
Stabbing skyward
Defiant of the clinging barnacles.

Did this come from some beast?
A titan that ruled the sea?
Was this god of the ocean slain by mortals?
Did the depths betray its primal divinity?

I see the scars that mar
Nothing of man could do this
Is there another lurking?
A hell-beast waiting

Watching, even now, the great ships hulls
Creaking and groaning, knowing
They know of the terrors
Know of the beasts.

Their vague warnings
Do they fall on deaf ears?
Do the sailors know?
Do they know that their efforts are in vain?

Of course they do, but they must deny,
Men are not meant to see
The lurking gods,
Those who hunt in the black depths.

They sense it in their restless dreams,
They feel it in the storming winds,
They fear it ‘neath foaming waves,
Leviathan.

[JMDavis ((Silver))]

Over there is the field covered in snow,
The skyscrapers currently cover it, but it is there, trust me.
Just past them, you can see the old school,
Just where that KFC sits now.

See that little stall there, by the cornfields?
Best place to get decorations for fall and Halloween!
But for some reason that mall is in the way…
No matter, you can still see the old man selling pumpkins, right?

The trees surrounding us, this is where the best adventures are had
Though the trees are different from before, all hard angles and cold metal.
The leaves also reflect the glaring light more than shade it,
And the dead leaves and old dirt seem almost like concrete.

But look at all the smiling faces.
People greeting you with a “Get out of my way”
Or a “I’m busy, buzz off”
Aren’t they cheerful and pleasant?

Yes, this place I remember well
It is the same in all respects
It has only become cloudy with the years
But beneath the veil; the field, the school, the stall and the forest are still there.