The Nonsense Poet, 16-20

Submitted by Anna on Tue, 01/19/2010 - 21:58

16.
Two people dance and sway in the night
The boy tells the girl to look in his eyes
In his arms, she trembles and tries not cry
She knows it’s the last night they’ll have in this life
-so close-
The girl watches this dream, wonders who they are
Then she sees herself, and he’s holding her heart
She never knew how much pain it would bring them to part
Not ‘til the moment under the stars…

17.
Mercy so relentless it died a criminal’s death
Love so jealous it overcame every rival for her heart
Throwing death itself into a grave
Rose a king, robed in blood to wash her clean

The difference between rebellion
(her)
and perfect obedience
(Him)
She lives in His death

18. just an ordinary moth
under the moon
now a cocoon
i will bloom soon.
suspended in sky
i’ll open my eye
then i will fly.

19.
Some is real, some is not.
You decide what is what.
Flip pages like an open door—
That’s what Anna’s madness’s for.

20. wingéd creatures
Faster and faster and faster I go
The swifter I fly the shorter I grow
One day I’ll be gone, I’ll just disappear
But at least I’ll have known this flight without fear

Author's age when written
14
Genre

Comments

You're a modern Lewis Carroll!! :0D

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And now our hearts will beat in time/You say I am yours and you are mine...
Michelle Tumes, "There Goes My Love"

Especially 18 and 19. :-) Wait no, and 20...nah, they're all my faves. :-P

Katie:-)

"Are all humans like this? So much bigger on the inside?"
-Idris/TARDIS

Um Anna, just one tiny question... WHEN are you posting DitH and Ardranath???????  (Especially Ardranath; I think I'm really gonna like that one.)

"I always wonder why birds stay in the same place when they can fly anywhere on the earth. Then I ask myself the same question." - Harun Yahya

I'm glad y'all like them so much! Mostly I write them when I should be going algebra. :)
 

Maethorwen: I believe that it is. Thanks! BTW, I noticed you listen to Mr. Wickham-- excellent taste!

Erin: The first ever or the first in this post? It doesn't really matter as long as you like them. No. 16 is actually kind of a fanpoem, like a fanfic only poetry. The theme is from part of http://apricotpie.com/jemiteaser/the-rest-of-chapter-4-ghost-story.

Heather: I'm not sure what to think of that-- I've never read Mr. Carroll-- but I'm sure you meant it as a compliment. :)

LoriAnn: I will, I promise. :D

Bridget: What difference do you define between best and most, I'm curious?

And as to your second comment... I feel really guilty about this, especially as I bother others so much about posting, but I have very little in either of those stories, at least as next chapters go. The good news: All the time I haven't spent in those I've spent in other stories I hope you'll like as much!

Hannah: Coming from someone so amazing with words, that means so much!!

KatieSara: Thank you!

I have hated the words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right. --The Book Thief

Anna, yes, I meant it as a compliment.

 

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And now our hearts will beat in time/You say I am yours and you are mine...
Michelle Tumes, "There Goes My Love"

I love your Nonsense poetry.  I'm pretty sure I've made this comparison between you and your poetry before, but these poems remind me of Shel Silverstein in a more...serious way.

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"I don't know half of you half as well as I should like; and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve." -Bilbo Baggins [The Lord of the Rings]

What's with number sixteen, Anna? I had read all the others and I gave it a try, and it feels like you tricked me into reading it by hiding it amongst all the other good ones! You disappoint me! (It's more something I imagine Emily doing, or maybe me, if I would write stuff like that.)
Anyway, overall, they were great! Nonsense poems is a very fitting title. I have no idea who Lewis Carroll is, but is Shel Silverstein is great. You are definitely more serious then Mr. Silverstein.

-S. Knight

The saddest thing
I ever did see
Was a woodpecker
Pecking on a plastic tree.
He looked at me
and said; "Friend, things
Aren't as sweet as they used to be."
-Shel Silverstein