I wanted to start a new thread that would be inspiring and express the little things in life that gives us joy in living. So many of the poems here are dark, depressing or brooding. Which is all good because that is a part of life that we all face at one point or another and the release of those emotions in writing is cathartic. I just wanted to give some play time to the beautiful, inspiring aspects of life. I often recall that too often the bad things or unjust actions are what sticks in many persons minds. Here we can pay homage to the flip side. I will start with one of mine. Please feel free to add a poem or short quote that is positive or inspiring.
The Minds Harvest
The trip I have made many times before.
Traveling fast and passing the large metal boxes
I sigh with impatience as my destination awaits me.
Our movement stops and I am free to wander
Among the crisp, cool autumn air.
Rows and rows of trees bearing the forbidden fruit,
I pick one then another until my bags no more can carry
But high up top is one more,
Its red hue and ripeness perfect,
Its size making the others look like cherries.
I stretch and strain my arm out.
Closer and closer I get but yet careful not to slip.
My hand wraps around its perfect body.
The prize is mine to consume in relish.
The flavor lingers for but a short time,
The moment lasts forever.
Gender: Male Location: Holding on tight, never lettin go!
If you asked me to recall my moment of pure joy,
I would have to say when I first slept in love's embrace.
I could not fall asleep easily, as nightmares assailed me,
But when I slept in her arms, my head resting on white lace,
She chased away all the demons that haunted me as a boy.
I fell so easily into divine slumber, and remember it well.
All my lady did was hold me to her chest to hear her heartbeat.
I had no dreams for the first time, finally.
And when I awoke, and peered over the sheet,
She was still there, holding me close, content just to dwell.
Sent from heaven to raise some hell.
Thanks for the contribution Dream Warrior. I know that other's must have some thoughts or scribbles as well. So please keep adding to this thread. I know that others have been here to see what is going up so please leave something of yourself as you pass by visiting. I will put another poem up soon but I am hoping to get some more contributions which will help to get the creative juices flowing again. Thanks to everyone who comes to read and to those who can leave something as well. Just remember that the topic is on the postive note.
Lmao yeah I slept in this morning I have the poem tho
A burst of consciousness,
Dragged out of dreams,
Best immediately forgotten,
Dreams of her past,
When her whole entire life,
Was utterly pointless,
Incredibly, unbelievably worthless,
Her heart pounds,
At the terrible memories,
That just can’t be erased.
Strong, reassuring arms,
Wrap around her tightly,
She sighs in relief,
Cuddling against him,
He who found her,
And made her whole again,
Who loved her undeniably,
And whom she’d love forever.
He opens his eyes,
And holds her closer,
His cheek against her forehead,
Radiating his love,
A shield against the storm,
A barrier against her fear,
She lifts her head,
Kissing his smooth cheek,
Then his soft lips,
Breathing his familiar scent,
Drinking in his utter beauty.
His hand moved down,
To rest on her belly,
Not yet large and swollen,
With the child she carries,
His child, their baby,
A sibling for the child,
Already asleep in his bed,
In the room nearby,
The one not his real son,
But his in every other way,
So he may as well be.
She once had nothing,
Now she has everything,
And couldn’t be happier,
Even if she tried,
A wonderful love,
A beautiful child,
Another on the way,
Many caring friends,
She’s free of fear,
Free of pain,
Free of entrapment.
Ok here is a new contribution for this thread. By the way thanks guys for helping out here by posting your own as well.
This poem I wrote for Poetry.com. Its a cool site where you can look at thousands of poems. I just post there to at least know my poems are copyrighted. Some of them have been published in there book they put out each year but I don't know how prestigious it really is. I don't even know who the so called judges are. But I think the site offers helpful tools for practice and encouragement. Anyway here is the poem
Talk to cats and skip rocks
Lick 9 Volt batteries just for shocks.
Dance in the rain while splashing puddles
Encourage one another in team huddles.
Learn the Sycamore and sweet Birch wood
Identify that which makes you feel good.
Grow up and age but don't be old
Grow up and remember chilhood stories you
If it's all illusion and nothing to you
I know some children who say this isn't true
Doubt and question why
But don't rationalize the twinkle in my eye.
I will have responsibilities and things I
But I will also blow bubbles with the gum I
And if you think I am childish well then,
I bet you still talk to animals too.
Hey coldfire. I saw your post and have this to offer you. I was having trouble with an idea on the spot but I thought of Shel Silverstein and it helped. If you like this poem you will love reading Shel Silverstein's "Where the Sidewalk Ends". It will surely cheer you up.
I saw a two tailed, red breasted, double horned
What, You don't believe me you say?
I will describe it in my most bestest of way.
It had two tails that always fussed and fought
One wanted to go right while the other left
But it always was a struggle that left naught.
Its red chest was puffed out with pride
For when your a floopsa you have nothing to hide.
Its two horns were very receptive indeed
It could receive AM and Fm if need.
Its hide was neither fur nor feather
It kind of reminds me of something called pleather.
What? You still don't believe?
Well let me tell you some more, cause I don't deceive.
Its eyes were wide and non blinking
And it wore a stove top hat like Abe Lincoln.
So now you can put it all together
And soon you may see a little better
What I describe to you in this letter.
I saw a two tailed, red breasted, double horned
And soon you will too..
Just adjust the horns,
The reception will come through.
I see a two tailed, red breasted, double horned
Well I haven't posted on this post for awhile and I see it has disappeared into the darkness. Obviously this will not do for the titles namesake. So I am posting to bring back the light. NO poem for now but I know some of you out there have positive energy and great imaginations. Ie. Krunk'd Floo, Dream Warrior, Coldfire. I bet Coldfire is pysched about the Eragon movie. Anyway hope to read on.
Cool poems guys!
Wow, posititve huh? Not really my type of thing but here goes!
As I lay awake at night
I can see the stars through the window
as if they're a portal to a whole new world.
I can't imagine what it'd be like to be up there,
and not give a shit what's happening down here.
I wonder where they lead,
Some place of peace and freedom,
the place beyond the galaxy.
I'd love to go there and forget everything
Forget who I am
and just revel in the glory of the stars.
Does it sound dodgy? I just made it up from the top of my head.
I know there's a lot of negative stuff there but like I said, positive poems aren't really my thing.