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05-07-2013, 04:34 PM (This post was last modified: 06-07-2013 03:03 PM by Zat.)
RE: Poets' Corner
In the company of the great

In the company of the great,
while reading their words,
I find life exciting, intriguing, unpredictable.
They never bore me, they share my thoughts,
give me new insights --
they are irresistible.

I love them so for being intelligent,
deep thinking humans with a vision,
my brain soars with them in jubilation,
in a thrilling intellectual celebration.

I feel stimulated, enriched, happy to be alive
among giants of my species,
they give me so much to think about,
fitting it all together, juggling the pieces.

Then I come down to ordinary life
immerse myself in daily trivia,
mundane lives, mundane opinions
petty egos spouting media,
and I’m sorry I ever tried
hopeless communications.
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06-07-2013, 05:58 AM (This post was last modified: 07-07-2013 04:06 PM by Zat.)
RE: Poets' Corner
The second part of the same thought:

Most people

Most of the people I know
(or even just talk to on the net)
are mostly nice, most of the time.
They work hard, pay their bills,
kind to their neighbors, their pets, their kids,
they do not want to cause any harm.

But, when it comes to thoughts
on politics, religion, social organization,
they haven’t got a clue
beyond what’s poured on them by the media.
Most don’t know how to process information...
...it wasn’t a subject in their education.

It’s not their fault –
dark forces are lined up against us,
by those who don’t want us to know
how our lives on Earth could be simple and beautiful.

Oh, no, they want citizens confused and dutiful,
paying their taxes, rocking no boats,
propaganda rammed down their throats
so they can’t possibly form their own thoughts.

Those of us who know what’s going on
are helpless in helping the masses --
the victims will fight you tooth and nail,
that’s how tough the task is,
every effort that you make will fail.

After a while
you don’t even try --
who enjoys to fry
on the flames of ignorance?
Write your poetry that no one reads
hoping to plant a few desperate seeds.
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06-07-2013, 04:21 PM
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While stars explode, rocks erode
While planets are destroyed, flowers are enjoyed
When our vast universe remains to be explored
Some of us just say they're bored

And while the stars are burning bright
We just look at them at night
And we feel calm, bathing in their light


Not a poem I'm particularly proud of, kind of got stuck on it...

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06-07-2013, 04:34 PM
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I've also attempted a haiku. Found the idea of a poem with rules quite fascinating.

Where do they all go
The people we get to know
They wonder the same

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10-07-2013, 05:17 PM
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When you look at it, you always find three distinct layers of humanity.

One layer is the great ones who do understand, and say so very clearly and convincingly.

The second layer is those who also do understand but lack the talent and/or ambition to express themselves, in a published way, with the credentials required.

The third layer are those who don’t have a clue but argue, nevertheless, with arguments based on their misunderstanding, lack of vision and the full force of media brainwashing behind them.

All my life I have belonged to the second layer.

For the last 12 years I have been trying to communicate from the first to the third layer and, as it is always the case, failed miserably.

On this site, I started with scholarly essays on the cause-and–effect chain of the human condition. Didn’t get very far and encountered the usual hostility.

Then I switched to poetry, hoping to reach less resisting minds and, while managing to reach some, have been mostly ignored by the membership.

At some point, the futility of it all just overwhelmed me and I decided to spend the last few years of my life admiring the first layer without trying to communicate them to the third one.

This is clearly reflected in the last two poems I posted here.

Reading, listening to and admiring the first layer gives me so much pleasure that I don’t want to spoil it with the disappointment inevitable in attempts of translation.

So, finally with these words, I am saying good bye to all my friends on this forum and stop posting my pathetically pointless and mostly unread poems.

Happy posting to all of you.

In other words:

In the company of the great

In the company of the great,
while reading their words,
I find life exciting, intriguing, unpredictable.
They never bore me, they share my thoughts,
give me new insights --
they are irresistible.

I love them so for being intelligent,
deep thinking humans with a vision,
my brain soars with them in jubilation,
in a thrilling intellectual celebration.

I feel stimulated, enriched, happy to be alive
among giants of my species,
they give me so much to think about,
fitting it all together, juggling the pieces.

Then I come down to ordinary life
immerse myself in daily trivia,
mundane lives, mundane opinions
petty egos spouting media,
and I’m sorry I ever tried
hopeless communications.


Most people

Most people I know
(or even just talk to on the net)
are mostly nice, most of the time.
They work hard, pay their bills,
kind to their neighbors, their pets, their kids,
they do not want to cause any harm.

But, when it comes to thoughts
on politics, religion, social organization,
they haven’t got a clue
beyond what’s poured on them by the media.
Most don’t know how to process information...
...it wasn’t a subject in their education.

It’s not their fault –
dark forces are lined up against us,
by those who don’t want us to know
how our lives on Earth could be simple and beautiful.

Oh, no, they want citizens confused and dutiful,
paying their taxes, rocking no boats,
propaganda rammed down their throats
so they can’t possibly form their own thoughts.

Those of us who know what’s going on
are helpless in helping the masses --
the victims will fight you tooth and nail,
that’s how tough the task is,
every effort that you make will fail.

After a while
you don’t even try --
who enjoys to fry
on the flames of ignorance?
Write your poetry that no one reads
hoping to plant a few desperate seeds.
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16-07-2013, 07:38 PM (This post was last modified: 16-07-2013 07:44 PM by GirlyMan.)
RE: Poets' Corner
(06-07-2013 05:58 AM)Zat Wrote:  dark forces are lined up against us,
by those who don’t want us to know
how our lives on Earth could be simple and beautiful.
...
Those of us who know what’s going on
...
After a while
you don’t even try --
who enjoys to fry
on the flames of ignorance?

dark forces
gonna lose
deal is done
die is cast.
death spasms
they strong,
but ineffectual
and ultimately ...
.. futile.
And all is how it should be.

(06-07-2013 05:58 AM)Zat Wrote:  Write your poetry that no one reads
hoping to plant a few desperate seeds.

Goddam old man, I already told you have a Constant Reader here. Tongue

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17-07-2013, 05:59 AM
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(16-07-2013 07:38 PM)GirlyMan Wrote:  Goddam old man, I already told you have a Constant Reader here. Tongue

Thanks, young man, but "one swallow does not a summer make" Smile
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17-07-2013, 06:04 AM
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(17-07-2013 05:59 AM)Zat Wrote:  
(16-07-2013 07:38 PM)GirlyMan Wrote:  Goddam old man, I already told you have a Constant Reader here. Tongue

Thanks, young man, but "one swallow does not a summer make" Smile

Sometimes, one swallow is all it takes to make a meal.

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17-07-2013, 06:08 AM
RE: Poets' Corner
or, in other words:

Why?

Why am I trying to say
what so many already said
so much better,
so many times?
Our world is doomed,
and we, who can see it,
are not heard -
we must be mute…
…or the others all deaf.

A truth,
a conviction
needs decades of searching,
thinking, analyzing
to form, crystallize
into knowledge.
You can’t share it
with anyone
who has not traveled
the same path…
…and yet, we try.

Maybe we write
for each other,
to help us feel
we’re not alone,
there are others, our kind,
almost another species
dispersed on the planet…
…as if we were expelled
from our homeland,
for some horrible crime.

We sing ballads,
spin yarn,
write poems, plays, essays,
philosophize
from soap boxes
or thunder from pulpits,
trying to be heard,
to set their souls on fire…
…all we ever do is:
preach to the choir.

.......................

PS. You didn't know that Girly is a choir-boy? Did you? Big Grin
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17-07-2013, 06:32 AM
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(17-07-2013 06:08 AM)Zat Wrote:  PS. You didn't know that Girly is a choir-boy? Did you? Big Grin

Girly did. Tongue

The urge to be heard
should be purged.

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