polywog999 Posted January 28, 2011 Share Posted January 28, 2011 Sir Thomas Wyatt The longe love that in my thought doeth harbar The longe love that in my thought doeth harbar And in myn hert doeth kepe his residence Into my face preseth with bold pretence And therein campeth, spreding his baner. She that me lerneth to love and suffre And will that my trust and lustes negligence Be rayned by reason, shame, and reverence, With his hardines taketh displeasure. Wherewithall, vnto the hertes forrest he fleith, Leving his entreprise with payne and cry, And there him hideth and not appereth. What may I do when my maister fereth, But in the felde with him to lyve and dye? For goode is the liff ending faithfully. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
gbear Posted January 28, 2011 Share Posted January 28, 2011 Polywog, It was a late night for me as I came up with it. With MS, I constantly wonder about the nature not just of my disease, but also the wonders of it's timing. During my first big flare before diagnosis, I was lucky to get a break of about 2 weeks just as I had planned a trip down the Grand Canyon with my mom and father in law. I was mercifully spared symptoms long enough to to raft, camp and hike. I only stumbled once from the dizzyness which was creaping into my life. About a month later I was in the hospital for a week. Then there is my daughter covering one eye showin me I could see fine if I would just close one eye. "Miracles" seem to follow me. Most are but lucky happenstance. Still, I wonder at the nature of miracles some late nights. With all the talk of a near infinite number of realities, and having just reread Cranes "A man said unto the Universe" poem, I was wondering if the realities could be personified, what would they talk about, and are they as fallible in their work as we are? What if miracles were just the undone unmaking of a deranged or misunderstood changer of the rules rather than the universal blessing we assume. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
polywog999 Posted January 28, 2011 Share Posted January 28, 2011 Polywog,It was a late night for me as I came up with it. With MS, I constantly wonder about the nature not just of my disease, but also the wonders of it's timing. During my first big flare before diagnosis, I was lucky to get a break of about 2 weeks just as I had planned a trip down the Grand Canyon with my mom and father in law. I was mercifully spared symptoms long enough to to raft, camp and hike. I only stumbled once from the dizzyness which was creaping into my life. About a month later I was in the hospital for a week. Then there is my daughter covering one eye showin me I could see fine if I would just close one eye. "Miracles" seem to follow me. Most are but lucky happenstance. Still, I wonder at the nature of miracles some late nights. With all the talk of a near infinite number of realities, and having just reread Cranes "A man said unto the Universe" poem, I was wondering if the realities could be personified, what would they talk about, and are they as fallible in their work as we are? What if miracles were just the undone unmaking of a deranged or misunderstood changer of the rules rather than the universal blessing we assume. I dig the way you think Gbear. Very nonlinear. Even though I consider myself to be very spiritual, science grounds my decision making about matters of space and time. I must concede that I have no idea as of right now, though, the true nature of the All. This universe at times fills my thoughts, I can actually see it if I close my eyes, yet I still just don't know. I have over time come to realize that perhaps I would rather not know. Hope you are doing well. Good luck to you! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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polywog999 Posted January 29, 2011 Share Posted January 29, 2011 ........................ Hog! Your poem is da "teats!" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
rocazares Posted February 17, 2011 Share Posted February 17, 2011 Amor by Roberto Cázares Mondragón Entre las negras y ardientes flamas Un ángel recapacita y planea su venganza Dejando un rastro de azufre debido a sus lagrimas Reniega de la paz de aquella su antigua casa. Sus majestuosas alas resistieron inmensa caida Con su ego hinchado de soberbia maldita Recuerda un amor sincero sin percatarse de sus heridas Que lo hacen aún más fuerte frente a situaciones divinas. Degusto con ella en el cielo infernales y punzantes delicias Justo como la ardiente lava que en sus pies ahora sentia Blasfemias y dioses obscuros invocados en sadicas sinfonias Amor más alla del cosmos, la venganza y la vida. Imponente, gigantesca silueta de Apolo inmortal Busca vestigios de su amada musa antes angelical Miente, dice que acaudillara al ejercito más colosal Para iniciar la fatalidad sangrienta de la batalla final. En los confines desolados y olvidados por la gracia Su amada acurrucada, maltrecha y deformada A los pies de Lucifer llora su destino, posesa por desatino Él ruge en contra de su enemigo eterno, retumba el infierno Levanta la mirada, abraza a su amada y planea la venganza. Spanish I know, but I hope some one find it interesting. If some one dont get it is about Lucifer and his fall to hell, I'm trying to explain from another point of view, a view that I like it, he wants revenge against god because his beloved muse was disfigured when all the rebel angels fell. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
polywog999 Posted February 17, 2011 Share Posted February 17, 2011 Amor by Roberto Cázares Mondragón Entre las negras y ardientes flamas Un ángel recapacita y planea su venganza Dejando un rastro de azufre debido a sus lagrimas Reniega de la paz de aquella su antigua casa. Sus majestuosas alas resistieron inmensa caida Con su ego hinchado de soberbia maldita Recuerda un amor sincero sin percatarse de sus heridas Que lo hacen aún más fuerte frente a situaciones divinas. Degusto con ella en el cielo infernales y punzantes delicias Justo como la ardiente lava que en sus pies ahora sentia Blasfemias y dioses obscuros invocados en sadicas sinfonias Amor más alla del cosmos, la venganza y la vida. Imponente, gigantesca silueta de Apolo inmortal Busca vestigios de su amada musa antes angelical Miente, dice que acaudillara al ejercito más colosal Para iniciar la fatalidad sangrienta de la batalla final. En los confines desolados y olvidados por la gracia Su amada acurrucada, maltrecha y deformada A los pies de Lucifer llora su destino, posesa por desatino Él ruge en contra de su enemigo eterno, retumba el infierno Levanta la mirada, abraza a su amada y planea la venganza. Spanish I know, but I hope some one find it interesting. If some one dont get it is about Lucifer and his fall to hell, I'm trying to explain from another point of view, a view that I like it, he wants revenge against god because his beloved muse was disfigured when all the rebel angels fell. ¡Muy bueno, mi amigo! Impresionante y un pedazo muy bueno. Mi español es malo, tuve que usar a un traductor. Trabajo bueno. ¡Incluso la traducción era poética! Hasta luego. Scott Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
swisha Posted February 17, 2011 Share Posted February 17, 2011 Amor by Roberto Cázares Mondragón Entre las negras y ardientes flamas Un ángel recapacita y planea su venganza Dejando un rastro de azufre debido a sus lagrimas Reniega de la paz de aquella su antigua casa. Sus majestuosas alas resistieron inmensa caida Con su ego hinchado de soberbia maldita Recuerda un amor sincero sin percatarse de sus heridas Que lo hacen aún más fuerte frente a situaciones divinas. Degusto con ella en el cielo infernales y punzantes delicias Justo como la ardiente lava que en sus pies ahora sentia Blasfemias y dioses obscuros invocados en sadicas sinfonias Amor más alla del cosmos, la venganza y la vida. Imponente, gigantesca silueta de Apolo inmortal Busca vestigios de su amada musa antes angelical Miente, dice que acaudillara al ejercito más colosal Para iniciar la fatalidad sangrienta de la batalla final. En los confines desolados y olvidados por la gracia Su amada acurrucada, maltrecha y deformada A los pies de Lucifer llora su destino, posesa por desatino Él ruge en contra de su enemigo eterno, retumba el infierno Levanta la mirada, abraza a su amada y planea la venganza. Spanish I know, but I hope some one find it interesting. If some one dont get it is about Lucifer and his fall to hell, I'm trying to explain from another point of view, a view that I like it, he wants revenge against god because his beloved muse was disfigured when all the rebel angels fell. Google chrome translation: Among the black flame burning An angel reconsiders and plans his revenge Leaving a trail of tears because of its sulfur Peace denies that his former home. Vast majestic wings fall resisted With his ego swelled with pride damn Remember a sincere love unaware of their injuries That make it even stronger in situations divine. I drink with her in heaven and hell sharp delight Just like the burning lava on their feet now felt Profanity and dark gods invoked in sadistic symphonies Love beyond the cosmos, revenge and life. Imposing, gigantic figure of Apollo immortal Looking for traces of his beloved angelic muse before Lies, says he heads the most colossal army To start the bloody fate of the final battle. In the confines desolate and forgotten by the grace Curled his beloved, battered and deformed At the foot of Lucifer mourns his fate, possessed by folly He rages against his eternal enemy, hell resounds Looks up, embracing his beloved, and plans revenge. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
swisha Posted February 17, 2011 Share Posted February 17, 2011 big, beautiful eyes along with a smile to die for so lovely that raindrops carefully danced around you, afraid to damage you so sweet that one taste would leave me a diabetic patient for life so radiant that the sun asked darkness to be its best friend so adorable that God stepped down to see what the fuss was about so powerful that the long line to heaven led to your footsteps and so charming that i ripped out my heart and asked you to take care of it i've had enough, i have to do it i'm gonna reach over and place your hair behind your ears run my hand down your face i can feel you tremble with anticipation down to your neck, your shoulders and your chest alarm me if lust needs to be put to rest i'm gonna go down farther and make you breathe like the air was filled with a century of love making cuz this right here is the stars in the sky falling down for each and every one of your perfections Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
rocazares Posted February 19, 2011 Share Posted February 19, 2011 ¡Muy bueno, mi amigo! Impresionante y un pedazo muy bueno. Mi español es malo, tuve que usar a un traductor.Trabajo bueno. ¡Incluso la traducción era poética! Hasta luego. Scott Thanks Scott. This thread is amazing, we have here GREAT PIECES OF ART, really. I have some more writings, poems. I want to post them in this thread. Health for you and your family bro. Roberto. ---------- Post added February-19th-2011 at 12:32 PM ---------- big, beautiful eyes along with a smileto die for so lovely that raindrops carefully danced around you, afraid to damage you so sweet that one taste would leave me a diabetic patient for life so radiant that the sun asked darkness to be its best friend so adorable that God stepped down to see what the fuss was about so powerful that the long line to heaven led to your footsteps and so charming that i ripped out my heart and asked you to take care of it i've had enough, i have to do it i'm gonna reach over and place your hair behind your ears run my hand down your face i can feel you tremble with anticipation down to your neck, your shoulders and your chest alarm me if lust needs to be put to rest i'm gonna go down farther and make you breathe like the air was filled with a century of love making cuz this right here is the stars in the sky falling down for each and every one of your perfections Wowww! Great bro. The final part put a spell on me, AWESOME swisha I like it. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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