Short and sweet,
I am myself and no one else, so welcome to the Monkeys cage.
Poems by Catagory.
-------HUMOUR / STUPIDITY-------
Ditty
Jubberwug
A Sonnet, Aussie Style
Le Pencil
Dear Daizy
Bogan
Death To Chickens
Hmmmmmmm
Lamb To The Slaughter
Spilt Milk
I Like Cows
One Foot, Two Feet, Three Feet, Four
Me and My Big Fat Imagination
Monkey Rage
Ignorance is Bliss
Peeshie
Hey Bert
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Caged
A breeze of Childhood
Grace
The Beating Drum
Dusk Till Dawn
Ponderance of Poe
The Beginning
Gin and Tonic
My Story
The Gohst of Previous Past
Why Am I Here?
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Moment
What If?
Living
Screams of Dreaming
Cursed
Delivered
Fogged and Twisted
The Grief Of Hope
The Silent Sneak
Twine of Living Life
Thunder
The Haunted
Lasting Tide of Rhyme
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The Light of Darkness
Darkened Heart
Fusions
To Feel
A Memory
One Last Time
Love, Beuatifull and Pure
Dream...
Just Maybe...
Kiss
Our Love
The Speckled Light of love
To An Eternal Friend
My Thoughts Of Love
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Freedom
Adrift
The World Above
Resolve Of Resurection
Savior Of A Stricken Soul
Silence
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Ancient Creation
Swept Away
Breathe, A Land in Wait
A Land That Lies in Sleep
Amid the Night
Spring Tide
The Starlight Chase
-------------DARK--------------
Acrid With Hatred
Gone
An Agony of Death
Agony
Writhing
Death, Disguise and Lies
Repressing, Depressed
Delusions of the Angel Fallen
Falling From The Rope
Screams of Dreaming
Pride
Drift
Nothing
Breaking You Again
Shadow Of A Fearful Night
Wistful Silence Of A Deathly Stare
A Scent of saddened Hatred
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Aflame in Fiery Death
Four Hundred Feet Of Thunder
Two Hundred Feet Of Thunder
A Land Of Ancient Thunder
-----------FAVORITE POEMS-----------
Caged
Freedom
Aflame in Fiery Death
A Memory
Writhing
Grace
One Last Time
Adrift
Fogged And Twisted
The Haunted
Kiss
Death To Chickens
Untold Tales
Lamb To The Slaughter
I am myself and no one else, so welcome to the Monkeys cage.
Poems by Catagory.
-------HUMOUR / STUPIDITY-------
Ditty
Jubberwug
A Sonnet, Aussie Style
Le Pencil
Dear Daizy
Bogan
Death To Chickens
Hmmmmmmm
Lamb To The Slaughter
Spilt Milk
I Like Cows
One Foot, Two Feet, Three Feet, Four
Me and My Big Fat Imagination
Monkey Rage
Ignorance is Bliss
Peeshie
Hey Bert
---------STORY TELLING---------
Caged
A breeze of Childhood
Grace
The Beating Drum
Dusk Till Dawn
Ponderance of Poe
The Beginning
Gin and Tonic
My Story
The Gohst of Previous Past
Why Am I Here?
-----------PHILOSOPHY----------
Moment
What If?
Living
Screams of Dreaming
Cursed
Delivered
Fogged and Twisted
The Grief Of Hope
The Silent Sneak
Twine of Living Life
Thunder
The Haunted
Lasting Tide of Rhyme
-------------LOVE--------------
The Light of Darkness
Darkened Heart
Fusions
To Feel
A Memory
One Last Time
Love, Beuatifull and Pure
Dream...
Just Maybe...
Kiss
Our Love
The Speckled Light of love
To An Eternal Friend
My Thoughts Of Love
-----------SPIRITUAL-----------
Freedom
Adrift
The World Above
Resolve Of Resurection
Savior Of A Stricken Soul
Silence
------------NATURE-------------
Ancient Creation
Swept Away
Breathe, A Land in Wait
A Land That Lies in Sleep
Amid the Night
Spring Tide
The Starlight Chase
-------------DARK--------------
Acrid With Hatred
Gone
An Agony of Death
Agony
Writhing
Death, Disguise and Lies
Repressing, Depressed
Delusions of the Angel Fallen
Falling From The Rope
Screams of Dreaming
Pride
Drift
Nothing
Breaking You Again
Shadow Of A Fearful Night
Wistful Silence Of A Deathly Stare
A Scent of saddened Hatred
-----------MEDIEVAL------------
Aflame in Fiery Death
Four Hundred Feet Of Thunder
Two Hundred Feet Of Thunder
A Land Of Ancient Thunder
-----------FAVORITE POEMS-----------
Caged
Freedom
Aflame in Fiery Death
A Memory
Writhing
Grace
One Last Time
Adrift
Fogged And Twisted
The Haunted
Kiss
Death To Chickens
Untold Tales
Lamb To The Slaughter
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As I took the first feeble steps away from what I had known for what seemed like a lifetime the muffled words of the love that we shared came echoing down the stairwell. I sent the words back up and listened as they153 lines, 1 comment, June 10, 2007. In <600 words, Love
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An old man once told me that “life is just the beginning”. I didn’t believe him at the time, in fact the whole idea seemed completely preposterous. Life seemed to be one gigantic freight train, thousands of kilometres long th
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It came, whispered from the dark, damp depths of the ancient rocky crevice; Mystical, mysterious and rather sly, the one word, meaningless and yet profound. / "Peeshie" / The utter magnitude of this seemingly s
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Sint on September 29I'm glad that you have some grasp of what you're doing/not doing in your poetry. I find much of this site to still be rubbish (and its poets), though have met a few very decent poets who somehow tolerate this congregation of lackluster poetry (sadly the poets who I did enjoy years ago have left, so now I'm not so sure). As far as my own work is concerned, I won't be posting or sharing any. You wouldn't be interested anyways, as I mainly write in free verse with the occasional (unrhymed) sonnet. I'm in the mindset of folks like W.S. Merwin and James Wright who believed (as least one could assume that they did when one traces the lineage of their verse) that form is necessary to learn, but almost a crutch at some point in the process. That isn't at all arguing against formal poetry, though, simply arguing for free verse as a form in itself. The wonderful thing about formal poetry is that it isn't really as static as it seems. But if your main experiences with free verse are on a site like this, I can understand why you dislike it.
I'm sure that I come across as a pompous ass (which I'm not saying that I'm not), but if you're genuinely interested in improving your verse in any way at all, this isn't the place to do it. The internet did a lot for poetry. There are tons of places like this where people can share their work and make a little community of poets. But the problem lies in the fact that individuals who are generally more serious about their art are already workshopping in college classrooms, sharing manuscripts with other poets in the flesh, or traveling far from computers for more poems. I realize that there are folks who slip through the cracks and can't manage to travel or continue schooling etc etc, but there's a clear divide (for me at least) between poetry as a general term (much like the pure emotion no premeditation you see here) and a more literary focused poetry (which is interested in the craft and quality, not merely one's ability to convey basic emotion).
All that said, I literally hadn't visited this site in years when I commented on your poem and a few others. I was rather drunk and some strange force guided me here in that wonderfully drunken stupor. Sadly, the site is pretty much how I left it, though the poets whose work I enjoyed are now missing. I'm glad that I commented on your piece, though. It's good to see that some individuals lingering around here still care about their craft at all. If you're serious about what you write at all, though, I'd recommend finding another outlet. Either way, I wish you the best of luck.
(I apologize for the rant)
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Kassianna : Thanks on March 27Hey wanted to stop by and say thank u very much for checking out my writing. I appreciate the feedback. It helps with future writing. =)
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fpvs on October 11, 2007You liar! I cannot believe you tarnished my Guestbook with your LIES!!! Pfft... Melbournian. You're from the country, Country Boi! *pokes your hardened hair*
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Daizy21 : Snuggelmuffin? on October 11, 2007My dear monkey friend
It seems I found an AP Lover
I had to choose one in the end
I’m sure your heartache will recover
Waiting for my handsome Knight
Sweeping me off my two flat feet
That could be a glorious night
If once we do finally meet
So my AP Snuggelmuffin you will be
An accolade for you to be glee
And in time I think you will see
That only you ring my bell for me!
