Mr Spork's Poetry Thread

Yet another amazing poem from you, Sporky. This is really very sweet. I like the fourth verse a lot, though I would maybe change 'Sends' to 'Send'. I really enjoyed reading it, and can't wait to see more from you.

Do you know? is a beautiful poem, with fine use of sky-themed metaphors. The choice of soft verbs like "brush" and "blush" further accentuates the imagery of clouds, adding a greater depth to the words that are bold and bright like light. My favourite lines would have to be

Originally Posted by Mr. Spork

Like the full moon sails from there to here
Lighting up the darkest night

Dance

If I asked you to dance,
Would you accept and take my hand?
If I asked you to dance,
Would we step to the music of the band?

If we danced,
Would you dance with a smile?
If we danced,
Would we dance more than a while?

If we danced,
Would I ever falter and fumble?
If we danced,
Would you help me when I stumble?

If we danced,
Would I ever match your grace?
If we danced,
Would I ever match your pace?

If we danced,
Would I step on your shoes?
If we danced,
Would I ever give you the blues?

If we danced,
Would we float into the sky?
If we danced,
Would we twirl up on high?

If we danced,
Would we touch the moon?
If we danced,
Would we outshine the noon?

If I asked you to dance,
Would you accept and take my hand?
If I asked you to dance,
Would we step to the music of the band?

If we never dance,
Your smile gives me just as much pleasure
If we never dance,
To me you will always be a treasure

<3<3<3<3<3 Awww, hun *huggles*. Those were lovely *siiiigh*. Gees, Sporkster, you're turning me into a sentimental mess again XD. <3 @ "Beautiful, even when you pout" line--I just thought that was so adorable. Aw, man, how you described your crush in "Do you know?"... I sat here thinking about various crushes I've had over the years--your words captured my expriences perfectly . "Dance" was very sweet. OooOOooOoooOOooOOoh for being in looooooove XD *whacks* <--for making me feel all mushy ^^.

Beauty Shines Through

Your beauty shines through
Your beauty shines true
No matter the time or place
You put a smile on my face

Even when you feel unwell
Your fragrance I can smell
It drifts lazily on the breeze
I smile with incredible ease

Even when you frown
Your hair flows atop your crown
It dances in the gentle air
It falls across your face so fair

Even when you feel anger's bite
Your eyes are a wonderful sight
They sparkle like precious stone
I gaze blissfully into them with my own

Like how on a cloudy night
You can still see the moon's light
Your beauty shines true
Your beauty shines through

I think Spork's got a crush on somebody! Either that or this is running through your head when you look in a mirror you egotistical freak. j/k Very good Spork, keep up the good work! When are you gonna start on the Anakin Diaries btw?

Two beautiful poems Sporky. ^_^ I liked Dance a lot, it went through the various doubts you feel about if you were to be with someone, but in the end still showed how happy that person makes you. I especially liked the last verse. I also liked your latest poem a lot, it really shows how wonderful this person is in your eyes. Very sweet. ^_^

Think Of You

I think of you

The icy grip of the cold,
Stubborn and here to stay,
Warmth cannot keep its hold,
I think of you and the cold shrinks away

Sunshine blotted out,
Clouds form, restrict and bind,
Sadness and a whispered shout,
I think of you and the world shines

A garden confused,
Weeds choke and entomb,
Spring forgotten and unused,
I think of you and flowers bloom

A starless, black night,
All in darkness and haze,
Not a single star's superb light,
I think of you and the stars are ablaze

I think of you

The Anakin Diaries, Part One

Dear diary oh so dear
I've never done this before
I'm unexperienced I fear
But surely you'll hear much more

It all started like this
There were some Jedi in town
And a hot girl I'd like to kiss
They're ship had broken down

They made a wager with Watto
They said I was special or something
'Yippee', I said, that's my cringe worthy motto
Maybe as a Jedi I'll get some bling

They would secure my freedom
As ridiculous as a time travelling DeLorean
I love Back to the Future, those films, I need 'em
But the Jedi said something about my midichlorians

What the hell are those?
I've never heard of them before
The wager would be pretty close
If I lost, it would be a life time of chore

So I went in the big race
My pod racer broke at the start
A big challenge I had to face
Luckily, I've practiced plenty on Mario Kart

I didn't have any red shells though
I would have to rely on my midiwhatsits
I'd have to put on quite a show
And have everyone standing on their seats

As if by fate I won and was free
It was like everyone knew how it would end
I promised I'd one day free my Mum, Shmi
I went off with the Jedi and the hot girl, my new friend

I wonder if she likes me?
Perhaps I might have a slight chance
Maybe in ten years, then we'll see
I'm so excited I could wet my pants

I've got to go now diary dear
Today was quite a day indeed
There's a lot going on here
A Jedi like me is what the galaxy needs

Very good Spork. It's a good continuation of the Vader diarys. Which unfortunately for ZUers aren't up on here. That's too bad. But I liked it anyways. It had the simplistic ramblings of a 9 year old, and was quite funny.

Your two latest poems were excellent as always, Sporky. I liked the first a lot; it had some really nice imagery, and you kept the rhythym of the stanzas fairly even. Very beautiful. ^_^ The second one was great too, very funny. Post more soon!

I liked these last two poems of yours Mr. Spork. ^^ Thinking of You is sweet; I like how you show every unhappy instance checked and remedied by a thought. The Anakin Diaries were very amusing; I loved the line, "Luckily, I've practiced plenty on Mario Kart."

Cheers.

Very good Sporky! It's been a while since I've had a look at your poems, and while I've seen a few of them elsewhere, there were a couple I've never seen before. I like the beginning of The Anakin Diaries, very funny. Hopefully, with this group of poems I'll actually get all the Star Wars references. Very good Sporky, I'm waiting for more.

Two new poems.

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Feelings gone
Heart slowed
Sanity born
Clear road

Brilliant smile
Angel eyes
Fringe's veil
No lies

Feelings back
Heart fast
Sanity crack
Road masked

And here's a funny one

Ode to the Monkey

O, Monkey, cheeky and cute
What could be better than thee?
A Monkey with a laser to shoot
Making everyone scream and flee

O, Monkey, how can I explain
Your high level of awesome?
It gives me so much pain
It's so darn troublesome

I shall do my best to decree
Just how cool and awesome you are
This is how awesome you are, Monkey
Like a robot that transforms into a Mars Bar

Very nice Spork, but I recommend you stop drinking the special kool-aid. You're getting weird

Nice, Sporky! I still say you're getting rather too attached to monkeys however...

Waiting to Reach

The stars shine in infinite glory
Scattered at a glance
Dense and unyielding with eyes wide
Shine bright, shine dim, always shining

Billions of lights, billions of thoughts and hopes
A star for every wish.
Hanging in the night, lighting the way
So many dreams linger and tantalise

People, vast numbers, stare and wait
Wishing upon a star
The heavens succumb, shoot to Earth
So very rarely do the stars fall to ground

There are so many stars up there
So few down here
Yet we wait for our own star to fall
Instead of reaching up and grabbing it.



Rainbow Unicorns And The Fluffy Cotton Candy Clouds

What lies up there in the sky?
Past the clouds, past the blue?
What would I find up that high?
What is hidden up there from me and you?

I fly ever upward to find the secret
To see what the sky holds
Along horizon's curve I crept
And saw many secrets told

A magical unicorn pranced
Down a rainbow it slid
Cotton Candy Clouds danced
And magic pixies playfully hid

What a wondrous sight
Up here, high in the blue
It was such a magical light
And there was light in my heart too

What I realised as I lay on a cloud
What I need you to realise please
Is that listen to your mother clear and loud
When she says don't eat expired cheese!



Chasing The Horizon

Blue meets green
They meet and they run
They run further as I approach
Infinite asphalt stretches and greets

Window down
Wind blows forcefully
Hair dances and floats merrily
The wind's loving fingers caress

Vista reflected
Blue and green meet in mirror
Unyielding, unending in all directions
Always moving, never moving, stationary in infinity

Nothing but the road
Nothing but neverending nothing
Always chasing, never catching
Freedom. Imprisonment.

Winter on the Wind

There was a hint of winter on the wind,
gently preparing the senses,
a brisk kiss on the cheek,
easing them into the season to come,
evoking images
of jumpers in the dying afternoon sun,
of hiding under the blankets for just a few minutes more,
of trying to change clothes under them too,
of forgetting to wear long pants, pretending it doesn't bother you,
of enjoying long, hot showers, and cursing those who do the same,
of trying to find socks just to walk across the lino,
of resisting the urge to lick the ice cold windows,
of standing awkwardly near groups of other people for the warmth,
of using the temperature gauges on your chest to tell if you want to wear a jacket,
of regretting your choice to swim at the beach because 'you never know when you'll be back',
of keeping your computer on for a long time just to bask in the heat it gives off,
of huddling around the toaster like a campfire.

I liked this latest poem a lot. It was simple, but it really invoked the feel of winter, managing to bring it about without resorting to flowery or sappy language that generally seems to saturate poetry. The line about "using the temperature gauges on your chest" in particular made me chuckle.

Hungry Hippos

Hippos with their big mouths
Crocodiles with their tiny mouths
Hippos should eat crocodiles
Gulp them down
Chomp Chomp Chomp
Two or three at a time
Crocodile has pointy teeth
But Hippo can swallow crocodile
Yum Yum Yum
Nom Nom Nom
But Hippo doesn't eat crocodile
Crocodile tastes like *****

Like an Analogy

Clouds drift by
Like marshmallow floating in a toilet bowl
The sun lights the sky
Like the fridge light lights mouldy cheese
Birds sing out
Like prostitues on a street corner
Trees stand tall
Like a meerkat standing on stitls on top of a ladder
The breeze is gentle
Like the breath of a fellow commuter on the back of your neck
The dew is damp
Like the armpit of a monkey that is itself stuck in the armpit of a giraffe
The rooster crows
Like an announcement of a clean up in aisle seven
Butterflies seek out flowers
Like an old lady seeking out cans of soup on special for thirty four cents
The morning bares all
Like a popstar getting out of a car
It lifts spirits
Like an elevator carrying a chairlift carrying a busty woman wearing a push up bra
The morning glee is fake
Like a politician's toupee promising tax cuts in the middle of a wrestling match
The morning is depressing
Like realising you live in a world where popcorn and a drink costs over ten dollars at the movies.

The line "like a meerkat standing on stilts on top of a ladder," made me laugh.