Thank you very much Jenny. I was going to share what if? with you when I've put more information in it as I don't know whether to class it as fact or fiction because I'm imagining what things would have been if certain historic events hadn't occurred so the historic events are fact & the imaginings are fiction.
Song of Secret Love
by John Clare (1793-1864)
I hid my love when young while I
Couldn't bear the buzzing of a fly
I hid my love to my despite
Till I could not bear to look at light
I dare not gaze upon her face
But left her memory in each place
Where ere I saw a wild flower lie
I kissed and bade my love goodbye
I met her in the greenest dells
Where dew drops pearl the wood bluebells
The lost breeze kissed her bright blue eye
The bee kissed and went singing by
A sunbeam found a passage there
A gold chain round her neck so fair
As secret as the wild bee's song
She lay there all the summer long
I hid my love in field and town
Till e'en the breeze would knock me down
The bees seemed singing ballads l'er
The fly's buss turned a Lion's roar
And even silence found a tongue
To haunt me all the summer long
The riddle nature could not prove
Was nothing else but secret love
Because She Would Ask Me Why I Loved Her
by Christopher Brennan (1870-1932)
If questioning would make us wise
No eyes would ever gaze in eyes;
If all our tale were told in speech
No mouths would wander each to each.
Were spirits free from mortal mesh
And love not bound in hearts of flesh
No aching breasts would yearn to meet
And find their ecstasy complete.
For who is there that lives and knows
The secret powers by which he grows?
Were knowledge all, what were our need
To thrill and faint and sweetly bleed?
Then seek not, sweet, the "If" and "Why"
I love you now until I die.
For I must love because I live
And life in me is what you give.
That was pretty great, Clay!
And lady TT is awesome! I agree with her, you are the General...
Those were beautiful!
Poetry then was written with such intelligence and thought, which is not found as often these days.
Those poems are just as true to a reader now as they were when they were written.
And I love that you posted them in green font :)
I will be sharing more tomorrow (or later today, since it is after midnight ha ha).
green seems so easy on the eye.
also one can read it so rapidly this way.
tomorrow I might explore how we can make our forum green.
it is an idea anyway.
and if you, lady TT, and general masterclass say no to green then we will just leave it the way it is.
Those were beautiful!
Poetry then was written with such intelligence and thought, which is not found as often these days.
Those poems are just as true to a reader now as they were when they were written.
And I love that you posted them in green font :)
I will be sharing more tomorrow (or later today, since it is after midnight ha ha).
There are so many people out there, we hear mostly of young women, who experience a form of domestic violence. When I was 16 I met this amazing boy. He was so cute, into sports, very sweet, and he liked ME! I was over the moon crazy for this guy. He was 2 years older and I practically idolized him. He was perfect...until he wasn't any more. He started in first with a slap, then came the names...terrible names! It escalated to full blown punches that caused such pain I ended in the hospital, but never told because I thought that he was the only one who loved me and so I didn't want to hurt him. I took it all. Every time a friend or family member would warn me I would turn on them and defend him...after all, they didn't know him like I did, right? I chopped my hair and got so depressed that I stopped eating, developing anorexia. I had to take nutrition classes to learn how to accept the fact that my body needed food. For me at the time dying would have been welcomed. He was so good that he truly made me believe that no one else cared for me, only him. He tore me down so low and then build me back up just as a way to show me that he was the one who cared. I took it all for 2 years before I finally had enough and made my break. So many don't get that lucky. I was thinking about that today and wrote a poem to express my feelings.
This poem I titled, "You Tried Your Best"
You Tried Your Best
You tried your best to hold me back
from who I was meant to be
With every name and every slap
you waved your power over me
I lost myself for a while
when you walked into my life
With that wide and gorgeous smile
your sweet words could melt hearts with a butter knife
Things were fine in the beginning
when it was all fresh and new
You were such a gentleman
I went crazy over you
But then something happened
as if someone flipped a switch
You instantly became a different man
Was it me, you, I didn't know which
The first time I felt your hit
when I made that first excuse
You said you were sorry for it
and I drank that sick, lying juice
But you were never happy
with just a hit or slap
You had to add the names to it
and I stayed and took that crap
I lost my friends and family
it was all because of you
because of your sad insecurity
I bought all those lines too
You said that you loved me
that your love would never end
I tried my best to keep you happy
but your love was all pretend
I wish I knew sooner
before the bruises and loss of self respect
I wish I knew who you truly were
before my life was nearly wrecked
All the lies I told for you
because I thought you truly cared
Not one single word you said was true
but my soul to you I still bared
I gave you my heart, I gave my soul
I gave you all of me
You took them all and stomped them out
and threw them back at me, with glee
You said that no one cared for me
that it was only you
And because I had already lost my friends and family
I believed your words were true
When guys would show me attention
that's when I paid the worst
It didn't matter that I ignored their stares
I still managed to feel that punch and hear that curse
I cut my hair and stopped eating
all to prove my devotion to you
I made myself into what you wanted
and to myself I stopped being true
I have to admit you did your best
to beat life out of me
But see you failed that test
because from your chains I finally broke free
I opened my eyes before it was too late
and walked away, I was through
it took years to get over your games
but I did learn to get over you
So you see you may think you did your job
but it was only for a little while
Because I stood up, I gained strength
I didn't let you keep my smile.
A great poem I found today...thought I would share.
Dare to Dream
by Juliana Mullan
We can all have the potential,
to change our pathway in life,
it can take a lot of courage,
and a determination to fight.
As we may never really know,
what strengths we have inside,
if we don't challenge ourselves,
to give ourselves a chance to try.
Others may not believe in us,
don't use this as an excuse,
it is always the easy way out,
never to achieve your dreams.
So listen to your inner voice,
and don't be scared to dream,
what you really want from life,
and you will achieve.
Your Dreams
There are so many people out there, we hear mostly of young women, who experience a form of domestic violence. When I was 16 I met this amazing boy. He was so cute, into sports, very sweet, and he liked ME! I was over the moon crazy for this guy. He was 2 years older and I practically idolized him. He was perfect...until he wasn't any more. He started in first with a slap, then came the names...terrible names! It escalated to full blown punches that caused such pain I ended in the hospital, but never told because I thought that he was the only one who loved me and so I didn't want to hurt him. I took it all. Every time a friend or family member would warn me I would turn on them and defend him...after all, they didn't know him like I did, right? I chopped my hair and got so depressed that I stopped eating, developing anorexia. I had to take nutrition classes to learn how to accept the fact that my body needed food. For me at the time dying would have been welcomed. He was so good that he truly made me believe that no one else cared for me, only him. He tore me down so low and then build me back up just as a way to show me that he was the one who cared. I took it all for 2 years before I finally had enough and made my break. So many don't get that lucky. I was thinking about that today and wrote a poem to express my feelings.
This poem I titled, "You Tried Your Best"
You Tried Your Best
You tried your best to hold me back
from who I was meant to be
With every name and every slap
you waved your power over me
I lost myself for a while
when you walked into my life
With that wide and gorgeous smile
your sweet words could melt hearts with a butter knife
Things were fine in the beginning
when it was all fresh and new
You were such a gentleman
I went crazy over you
But then something happened
as if someone flipped a switch
You instantly became a different man
Was it me, you, I didn't know which
The first time I felt your hit
when I made that first excuse
You said you were sorry for it
and I drank that sick, lying juice
But you were never happy
with just a hit or slap
You had to add the names to it
and I stayed and took that crap
I lost my friends and family
it was all because of you
because of your sad insecurity
I bought all those lines too
You said that you loved me
that your love would never end
I tried my best to keep you happy
but your love was all pretend
I wish I knew sooner
before the bruises and loss of self respect
I wish I knew who you truly were
before my life was nearly wrecked
All the lies I told for you
because I thought you truly cared
Not one single word you said was true
but my soul to you I still bared
I gave you my heart, I gave my soul
I gave you all of me
You took them all and stomped them out
and threw them back at me, with glee
You said that no one cared for me
that it was only you
And because I had already lost my friends and family
I believed your words were true
When guys would show me attention
that's when I paid the worst
It didn't matter that I ignored their stares
I still managed to feel that punch and hear that curse
I cut my hair and stopped eating
all to prove my devotion to you
I made myself into what you wanted
and to myself I stopped being true
I have to admit you did your best
to beat life out of me
But see you failed that test
because from your chains I finally broke free
I opened my eyes before it was too late
and walked away, I was through
it took years to get over your games
but I did learn to get over you
So you see you may think you did your job
but it was only for a little while
Because I stood up, I gained strength
I didn't let you keep my smile.
I am jealous lol!
I have yet to see them.
I am originally from Michigan and did get to see the Tahquamenon Falls. They were beautiful.
Thank you so much for the kind words, CD!
And for everything you have done to help me establish threads here.
And for the images you have created.
You have done so much work for all of us and I appreciate it!
And thank you for your support and encouragement.
I truly hope people will enjoy the threads here in Camelot and that they will feel welcome to add to them as well.
I started this thread as a place for me to share a little of my poetic side. Although I currently write erotic romance stories, poetry will always have a huge hold on my heart. It is a way for all of us to get through, overcome, and share our pains and joys.
I hope you will all please feel free to share your own poetry here with me...
Here is a poem I wrote recently. I wanted to share it here with all of you who have been so kind, welcoming, and encouraging. We all have a past that no one knows about or has lived. This poem was a sort of therapy for me to write down.
Through the years I have walked and pondered;
Darkness and Light, in both I have wandered.
My strength has gone and my knees have been weak;
My tongue would get tied whenever I’d speak.
I look within myself and just want to cry;
To think of the chances I let pass me by.
I look to the heavens for guidance and direction;
I prayed for friendship, acceptance, and protection.
I think back on the horrors I have survived;
And I am thankful to have come out alive.
No one knows the roads that I have walked;
They all like to judge without me having a chance to talk.
They do not know the pain that I went through;
Oh lord, if they just only knew.
The sickness I've suffered and the terrible abuse;
The feeling within that I am of no use.
They know not the tears that I have shed;
Lying there, alone in my bed.
Memories are obstacles that still torture my mind;
So many times I wished that my memories were blind.
They do not know that I hide behind my smile;
That I have truly walked the extra mile.
Each word that I speak is straight from my heart;
How my friendship and acceptance to all is my own fresh start.
I wish no one would have to endure the past I have had;
That they never have a moment when they are down or sad.
I wish for all to live a life filled with nothing but glee;
So a much better world there would most assuredly be.
Going through my journals this morning and found another poem I wrote. This one was written when I was 16. I was active in my youth group at church and after a retreat I was inspired to write this. This one is titled Trust, and could be applied to many people in our lives.
Trust
O' God, you alone can hear my every prayer;
Whenever I need you, you are always there.
You grant me mercy at all the right times;
You solve all the problems that should only be mine.
You sent your only son to die on the cross;
To care for all men and seek after the lost.
I love you, my Lord, with all of my heart;
Not one man on earth can tear me apart.
I will trust in you with all of my might;
You set my soul free like a bird soaring in flight.
This short poem is for anyone who has been searching for so long for that one person and has finally found them. This one I titled Earth Angel.
Earth Angel
What I really need to be doing
is having some fun;
Swimming on the beach
and bathing in the sun.
But instead home alone
all day long I stay;
I kneel on my knees
and softly I pray.
For heaven to send me
someone special from above;
Someone to care for
and wholeheartedly love.
This is one of the things
I feel that I need
So as long as is needed
I'll continually plead.
But somewhere down deep
I feel this dream's coming true;
Because heaven has blessed me
with an angel in you.
Just Try
When you are feeling hurt and a little down;
When your usual smile has turned to a frown.
When you need to smile but only cry;
When you feel like giving up: don't...Just Try.
When you have lost all hope and your nerves begin to fray;
When the memories come but you wish they'd go away.
When you lose all reason and question: why;
When you feel like giving up: don't...Just Try.
When times get tough and life gets hard;
When you are empty inside and and feeling jarred.
When you're on your knees, giving up, looking to the sky;
When you feel like giving up: don't...Just Try.
Just try...when you are knocked down
Just try...when you feel like giving up
Just try...when others attack you
Just try...when it feels too hard
Just try...when you are on your last hope...
Because it is at that moment, your last page of faith
That you will find you are stronger than you knew.
You are amazing! You are beautiful. You are the only you.
So always remember...Just try.