POETRY!!!

Add your poems, essays and short stories here. Please do not post work by other writers.

Moderators: Vega, EC

User avatar
pooh_bear
Keeper of the Board
Keeper of the Board
Posts: 101
Joined: Tue Sep 07, 2004 8:34 pm
Location: philippines

POETRY!!!

Postby pooh_bear » Wed Sep 22, 2004 7:42 pm

----william wordsworth----poetry arose from emotion recollected in tranquililty

User avatar
jonrey10
Gold Member
Posts: 385
Joined: Tue Aug 24, 2004 3:12 pm
Location: Philippines

Postby jonrey10 » Wed Sep 22, 2004 8:01 pm

you mean he's tranquilized everytime he compose a poem?
Image


c",) I'm here... all the way c",)

User avatar
pooh_bear
Keeper of the Board
Keeper of the Board
Posts: 101
Joined: Tue Sep 07, 2004 8:34 pm
Location: philippines

Postby pooh_bear » Wed Sep 22, 2004 8:07 pm

O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won,
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.

O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up--for you the flag is flung--for you the bugle trills,
For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths for you the shores a crowding,
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
Here Captain! dear father!
This arm beneath your head!
It is some dream that on the deck,
You've fallen cold and dead.

My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still,
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will,
The ship is anchord safe and sound, it's voyage closed and done,
From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won;
Exult, O shores, and ring, O bells!
But I with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.



-----walt whitman-----
Last edited by pooh_bear on Wed Sep 22, 2004 8:11 pm, edited 1 time in total.

User avatar
jonrey10
Gold Member
Posts: 385
Joined: Tue Aug 24, 2004 3:12 pm
Location: Philippines

Postby jonrey10 » Wed Sep 22, 2004 8:09 pm

pooh_bear wrote:O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won,
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.

O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up--for you the flag is flung--for you the bugle trills,
For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths for you the shores a crowding,
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
Here Captain! dear father!
This arm beneath your head!
It is some dream that on the deck,
You've fallen cold and dead.

My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still,
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will,
The ship is anchord safe and sound, it's voyage closed and done,
From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won;
Exult, O shores, and ring, O bells!
But I with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.


-----walt whitman-----


The most popular poem when I was in the intermediate level.
Nice to read that again. :)
Image





c",) I'm here... all the way c",)

User avatar
pooh_bear
Keeper of the Board
Keeper of the Board
Posts: 101
Joined: Tue Sep 07, 2004 8:34 pm
Location: philippines

Postby pooh_bear » Wed Sep 22, 2004 8:09 pm

your funny...hahaha :wink:

User avatar
jonrey10
Gold Member
Posts: 385
Joined: Tue Aug 24, 2004 3:12 pm
Location: Philippines

Postby jonrey10 » Wed Sep 22, 2004 8:21 pm

Yes, even in the Little Miss Philippines, the children loves to recite that poem.
Image





c",) I'm here... all the way c",)


Return to “Creative Writing”

Who is online

Users browsing this forum: No registered users and 2 guests