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PostSubject: Poems   Thu Apr 17, 2008 2:43 am

If you have any poems leave them in

It can be about anything deep or shallow or even just funny rhymes ect
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PostSubject: Re: Poems   Thu Apr 17, 2008 3:54 am

this is a haiku
that i made up on the spot
dont you think it rocks
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PostSubject: Re: Poems   Thu Apr 17, 2008 4:06 am

Pannekoek wrote:
this is a haiku
that i made up on the spot
dont you think it rocks


Its very.................. Zen
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PostSubject: Re: Poems   Thu Apr 17, 2008 5:54 am

Heres a good Wilfred Owen Poem about WWI


Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,
Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,
Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs
And towards our distant rest began to trudge.
Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots
But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind;
Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots
Of tired, outstripped Five-Nines that dropped behind.

Gas! Gas! Quick, boys!–An ecstasy of fumbling,
Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time;
But someone still was yelling out and stumbling
And flound'ring like a man in fire or lime...
Dim, through the misty panes and thick green light,
As under a green sea, I saw him drowning.

In all my dreams, before my helpless sight,
He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning.

If in some smothering dreams you too could pace
Behind the wagon that we flung him in,
And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,
His hanging face, like a devil's sick of sin;
If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood
Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs,
Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud
Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues,–
My friend, you would not tell with such high zest
To children ardent for some desperate glory,
The old Lie: Dulce et decorum est
Pro patria mori.
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PostSubject: Re: Poems   Thu Apr 17, 2008 5:57 am

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[quote="Renegade_Kautsky"]Heres a good Wilfred Owen Poem about WWI

Remember covering that in school
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