Tales of Beedle the Bard

DiSTANToblivion · 02-19-2010, 08:25 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by AwwSugar

I ask everybody, not to be a bitch, but did you make it lowercase on purpose?
I do that sometimes, I feel it adds a different feel to my poetry.

Quote:

Originally Posted by Paloma

Sometimes I capitalise and sometimes I don't. I always do it on the I's, I think. I just find it more aesthetically pleasing, for the same reason I don't Americanise my spellings. I also just let it spill out basically, sometimes I edit later, other times not.

That's very true, sometimes it adds a level of significance to a line that you may not have been able to achieve before. Having things read with a capital letter at the beginning of every line makes it read like every line is starting anew. It makes things flow better not doing that.

~~Sansa Stark~~ · 03-10-2010, 11:01 AM

hai guise, I'm going to be published in a friend's zine, so here are some of the ones that are going to be in print:

-------------

#1
and everynight as mind arrives
always late and never on time
seeking words that I could find
to call my own, on home

and tomorrow I'll whistle our song
while the sunlight finds a new hunger
handing myself the axe
I bury the trees.

And I wear the cape of thorns
no needles should depart forever
to get steady from within

Consider these verse
my ride into the earth
as surely as the doves follow
the earth will take me in
swallow
whole.
---------------------------------------

#2

I'm up to my knees
asking if only please

and where is your heart
you killed to save?

bones never broken only
latching on to theirs.

The past was never fully swallowed
sick as we may be

the evil skin of your teeth
will not hide you here.

I would spit fires far
if I could stay behind the flame.

please make me suffer.

and when myself will split
never alone, forever

The galaxies move out of its way
------------------------------
#3

lighting
cigarettes off the stove
and thinking about
how charming we are

watching old television
and nevermind the seat cushions.
And all of this tattooed on your spine.

it's not enough to feel this
undcerneath my skin
it beats out like a rhythm
unseen before us we lie

down in its ashes
and cry for the doves
above and I say nothing
to do about all of those mongrels

who should lie before us
as it may be I don't
know what to see

forward as a lightbulb
burns out in the candlit past
I am screaming louder than
air is blowing through
the trees and wires may lean
to seem like it pulls this world
together and who knows where to go
on the sidewalk and move move
will you out the poison or
do I have to do this all over again?
I want it to look like it hurts.
I am carved clean.
------

Like I said these are just a few. She told me that she'd take as much as I was willing to give her but...that's just far too much. On the last two lines on the first one I'm iffy on them, so if anyone has any suggestions, they'd be much appreciated.

~~Sansa Stark~~ · 05-04-2010, 07:55 PM

blah BLAH BLAH

1.

all other ways
you're just pretending
to end this
inhuman longing
and longer than
the longest days
and that which I
say, cannot be said
they fine me alive
but only inside
alone in my head
moving faster than it is
is harder than it seems
the words I want
the worlds i want
from other mouths
turn away ears
to a lonely marquee.
-----------------------------
2.
and i think to myself in static
can i send across waves,
my heart is jumping ship
and i cannot follow
any farther along here,
the modern language
of my telegraph heart, beating
send me back to you,
but nowhere new
i'm aware of all the spilling maps
alongside the midnight,
once mine was the moon,
onward onto octopus arms,
i have no patience for songs that
used to mean love,
the existence is betrayed everywhere,
I have no colors left to spare,
generosity is not mine,
my minds eye,
it leaves me terrified
when raw and heavy
it sinks,
dishing out the water
will not send it back floating
always the winner, with
forever spoils
never relying on faith
to fall out amongst the rest.
I question my companions
will we quest for many
or only few
I'll always know them many
nothing much to lose.
---------------------------------

3.

it knows by its zipper sleeves
it curves as branches
those red blooming trees

it only goes
where you can find the night
and no song will sing to me
with its sleeping sounds

collecting tapes of madness
rewind with the epidemic,
we spend our times in this frequency
do you experience this lust
do you sound out this frenzy
refrain from using my name
cause rolling out your teeth
it sounds forever the same

--------------------
4.
i await invitation
to unwrap these wounds
so carefully chosen
permission to remove

and my mind screams itself
to a foolish mouth
finding every door closed
and to watch them all fall

the vice itself holds no victory
it offers no souvenirs
watching clocks that never move
the hours have no sympathy

you'll watch the willow branch
it mocks you as you are

until we find no more
old uses for new faces
we'll cast this die between us

Astronomer · 05-04-2010, 09:55 PM

I love all of these Paloma, keep it up. I love the phrase 'octopus arms' in your last post.

Stone Birds · 05-05-2010, 06:45 AM

very nice lyrics paloma

Arya Stark · 05-06-2010, 09:12 AM

I love the way you write.

~~Sansa Stark~~ · 05-06-2010, 07:40 PM

thanks guys

~~Sansa Stark~~ · 05-11-2010, 07:10 PM

I have been writing like mad.

-------------

And we are now leaving Bedford Falls.
I wonder if I'm the only
pillar of salt to be here.

All aboard the Titanic,
all signals to the seas.
I feel my own hands
tearing myself apart,
piece by piece
till nothing exists.

My sun fall out
amongst the stars,
here it all goes now afar.

I peel off my senses,
leaving only sounds,
to hear and to hope.

The blackened cavity
beats on in my chest,
when the rest says to you
that it's dead.

Don't fall,
don't weep,
don't start to sleep.

The burned out halo
will not rise with you
to guide your feet.

So Davinci,
will you rise from your grave,
to reassemble,
what only he could save?

--------------------------
I remember
what you thought you meant
I remember
although it's along
the lines of forgetting
that fever heat
forever remembering
never forgetting the beat

i hold the fears
to pretend to love
and it's sad to know
it's never their turn

the sickest feel
along the spread of wings
they'll never know the flight

they line in like
they're soldiers

and I hang my head
and hang up my hands
for the beautiful saint

how the words can fall
out of me like a tidal
like the wave
that becomes my head

the love was progress
and parallel lines

-----------

anything
stretch it between your lips
so often as it is anything
it seems to mean everything.

and on the end of desperation
it slips its teeth into you.

----------------

did I lie down for these
these arms mark
cunning fragility
hanging letters in my windows
just in case you could walk by.

and how do we make it
through these glass nights
through those
last night
well I'll say to you
that it's a tightrope

those fogs wrapped
in those nights

-------------------------------------
And no matter how high the fences
I bring them down
spun across the sadness of the city

the bells ring out a chorus
to picture them in singalong
and the miserable lie
that was miserable truth
only belonging to me.

and the pieces they
keep me up at night reassembling
and at the bells they do a dance
that never is quite in tune.

---------------------------

what words could spin a halo
they drop on hollow bones
fill them with eager marrow

and they crack like honeycombs

------------------------

blah blah break up poetry

Arya Stark · 05-11-2010, 10:16 PM

Quote:

did I lie down for these
these arms mark
cunning fragility
hanging letters in my windows
just in case you could walk by.

and how do we make it
through these glass nights
through those
last night
well I'll say to you
that it's a tightrope

those fogs wrapped
in those nights

-------------------------------------
And no matter how high the fences
I bring them down
spun across the sadness of the city

the bells ring out a chorus
to picture them in singalong
and the miserable lie
that was miserable truth
only belonging to me.

and the pieces they
keep me up at night reassembling
and at the bells they do a dance
that never is quite in tune.

These two are my favourite.
You wrote them different than the others.
Well done. [=
I can't be critical right now because I'm half asleep, but remind me to. Hahaha.

~~Sansa Stark~~ · 06-05-2010, 01:41 AM

<3 ya babe

two new:

1.

and then my heart saw your monster
and left me long time blind and then it said
to me it would float back to my throat
I know the secret to it's success
is always staying a little bit behind
always being quick, always quick to hide

I could paint you forever in your hair shirt
the unfinished picture and blend it into dirt
I throw you into the sea, never be seen
and are you afraid to step away?

I tear its soul out, and ask it what love was.
I hear nothing in return, just the echo
of the torn apart pieces of me

The mirror of your hands had two sides
Janus of glass you see it become
and I say to you I'm not who you make me.

-----------------------------------------------

2.

such evident directions on how not to love
instruction on how to mend a heart
it screams on about it's convienience
on and on the drone it goes

but a saint forgives, you know
I can rewire the rules of love

I'll leave my debts unpaid
your currency is vulgar
and your polish is just a stain.

05-04-2010, 09:55 PM	#34 (permalink)
Astronomer we are stardust Join Date: Oct 2008 Location: Australia Posts: 2,894	I love all of these Paloma, keep it up. I love the phrase 'octopus arms' in your last post. __________________

05-05-2010, 06:45 AM	#35 (permalink)
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03-10-2010, 11:01 AM	#32 (permalink)
~~Sansa Stark~~ Account Disabled Join Date: Dec 2009 Location: The Eyrie, Vale of Arryn, Westeros Posts: 3,234	hai guise, I'm going to be published in a friend's zine, so here are some of the ones that are going to be in print: ------------- #1 and everynight as mind arrives always late and never on time seeking words that I could find to call my own, on home and tomorrow I'll whistle our song while the sunlight finds a new hunger handing myself the axe I bury the trees. And I wear the cape of thorns no needles should depart forever to get steady from within Consider these verse my ride into the earth as surely as the doves follow the earth will take me in swallow whole. --------------------------------------- #2 I'm up to my knees asking if only please and where is your heart you killed to save? bones never broken only latching on to theirs. The past was never fully swallowed sick as we may be the evil skin of your teeth will not hide you here. I would spit fires far if I could stay behind the flame. please make me suffer. and when myself will split never alone, forever The galaxies move out of its way ------------------------------ #3 lighting cigarettes off the stove and thinking about how charming we are watching old television and nevermind the seat cushions. And all of this tattooed on your spine. it's not enough to feel this undcerneath my skin it beats out like a rhythm unseen before us we lie down in its ashes and cry for the doves above and I say nothing to do about all of those mongrels who should lie before us as it may be I don't know what to see forward as a lightbulb burns out in the candlit past I am screaming louder than air is blowing through the trees and wires may lean to seem like it pulls this world together and who knows where to go on the sidewalk and move move will you out the poison or do I have to do this all over again? I want it to look like it hurts. I am carved clean. ------ Like I said these are just a few. She told me that she'd take as much as I was willing to give her but...that's just far too much. On the last two lines on the first one I'm iffy on them, so if anyone has any suggestions, they'd be much appreciated.

05-04-2010, 07:55 PM	#33 (permalink)
~~Sansa Stark~~ Account Disabled Join Date: Dec 2009 Location: The Eyrie, Vale of Arryn, Westeros Posts: 3,234	blah BLAH BLAH 1. all other ways you're just pretending to end this inhuman longing and longer than the longest days and that which I say, cannot be said they fine me alive but only inside alone in my head moving faster than it is is harder than it seems the words I want the worlds i want from other mouths turn away ears to a lonely marquee. ----------------------------- 2. and i think to myself in static can i send across waves, my heart is jumping ship and i cannot follow any farther along here, the modern language of my telegraph heart, beating send me back to you, but nowhere new i'm aware of all the spilling maps alongside the midnight, once mine was the moon, onward onto octopus arms, i have no patience for songs that used to mean love, the existence is betrayed everywhere, I have no colors left to spare, generosity is not mine, my minds eye, it leaves me terrified when raw and heavy it sinks, dishing out the water will not send it back floating always the winner, with forever spoils never relying on faith to fall out amongst the rest. I question my companions will we quest for many or only few I'll always know them many nothing much to lose. --------------------------------- 3. it knows by its zipper sleeves it curves as branches those red blooming trees it only goes where you can find the night and no song will sing to me with its sleeping sounds collecting tapes of madness rewind with the epidemic, we spend our times in this frequency do you experience this lust do you sound out this frenzy refrain from using my name cause rolling out your teeth it sounds forever the same -------------------- 4. i await invitation to unwrap these wounds so carefully chosen permission to remove and my mind screams itself to a foolish mouth finding every door closed and to watch them all fall the vice itself holds no victory it offers no souvenirs watching clocks that never move the hours have no sympathy you'll watch the willow branch it mocks you as you are until we find no more old uses for new faces we'll cast this die between us

05-06-2010, 07:40 PM	#37 (permalink)
~~Sansa Stark~~ Account Disabled Join Date: Dec 2009 Location: The Eyrie, Vale of Arryn, Westeros Posts: 3,234	thanks guys

05-11-2010, 07:10 PM	#38 (permalink)
~~Sansa Stark~~ Account Disabled Join Date: Dec 2009 Location: The Eyrie, Vale of Arryn, Westeros Posts: 3,234	I have been writing like mad. ------------- And we are now leaving Bedford Falls. I wonder if I'm the only pillar of salt to be here. All aboard the Titanic, all signals to the seas. I feel my own hands tearing myself apart, piece by piece till nothing exists. My sun fall out amongst the stars, here it all goes now afar. I peel off my senses, leaving only sounds, to hear and to hope. The blackened cavity beats on in my chest, when the rest says to you that it's dead. Don't fall, don't weep, don't start to sleep. The burned out halo will not rise with you to guide your feet. So Davinci, will you rise from your grave, to reassemble, what only he could save? -------------------------- I remember what you thought you meant I remember although it's along the lines of forgetting that fever heat forever remembering never forgetting the beat i hold the fears to pretend to love and it's sad to know it's never their turn the sickest feel along the spread of wings they'll never know the flight they line in like they're soldiers and I hang my head and hang up my hands for the beautiful saint how the words can fall out of me like a tidal like the wave that becomes my head the love was progress and parallel lines ----------- anything stretch it between your lips so often as it is anything it seems to mean everything. and on the end of desperation it slips its teeth into you. ---------------- did I lie down for these these arms mark cunning fragility hanging letters in my windows just in case you could walk by. and how do we make it through these glass nights through those last night well I'll say to you that it's a tightrope those fogs wrapped in those nights ------------------------------------- And no matter how high the fences I bring them down spun across the sadness of the city the bells ring out a chorus to picture them in singalong and the miserable lie that was miserable truth only belonging to me. and the pieces they keep me up at night reassembling and at the bells they do a dance that never is quite in tune. --------------------------- what words could spin a halo they drop on hollow bones fill them with eager marrow and they crack like honeycombs ------------------------ blah blah break up poetry

06-05-2010, 01:41 AM	#40 (permalink)
~~Sansa Stark~~ Account Disabled Join Date: Dec 2009 Location: The Eyrie, Vale of Arryn, Westeros Posts: 3,234	<3 ya babe two new: 1. and then my heart saw your monster and left me long time blind and then it said to me it would float back to my throat I know the secret to it's success is always staying a little bit behind always being quick, always quick to hide I could paint you forever in your hair shirt the unfinished picture and blend it into dirt I throw you into the sea, never be seen and are you afraid to step away? I tear its soul out, and ask it what love was. I hear nothing in return, just the echo of the torn apart pieces of me The mirror of your hands had two sides Janus of glass you see it become and I say to you I'm not who you make me. ----------------------------------------------- 2. such evident directions on how not to love instruction on how to mend a heart it screams on about it's convienience on and on the drone it goes but a saint forgives, you know I can rewire the rules of love I'll leave my debts unpaid your currency is vulgar and your polish is just a stain.