Subject: Eloise
Posted by: bionic4ever
Date: Oct 28 07
(This poem was a group effort, with many people adding a line or a stanza at a time. I did not write this poem; I am just the person who placed it here. b4e)
Eloise.
As I look outside my window, I see a world so full of hope
Four walls surround me, inside i cannot cope
I want to feel the freedom as i open up my mind
I try for what it's worth,to leave the fear behind
Feeling brave, i take the stairs,and open wide the door.
I took a step towards the light, my sadness I deplored
The pain that lay within my heart, was lifted, soaring high,
Leaving the heavy weight behind, sad feelings, I defy
Moving on, I found myself, surrounded by the sight
Of children playing young and free, eyes twinkling and so bright
Maybe they can teach me, to lighten up on life
Children are resiliant,they are able to forget
Pure world of fantasy has got to be the best
1'm drawn towards their energy, in it's purest form
But then everything fell apart and I was back in my room
And back in my mothers womb
And the fear that sought to find me, to make this place my tomb
It threatened to destroy me, my soul it would to doom
So lifted up my head did I, and sought to cure this place
And all in me I would to give, to look this in the face
For fear it cannot bind us, lest it's we who give it power
To crush our soul within its jaws, and give it to devour
Our hope our dreams, our very souls, and also all the rest
Lest we the ones it would to kill, lest we this grief we best.
So grasp the hand of inner strength and run towards it's might
Don't let pain destroy good memory, who threatens to take flight
Dip into thought, she will protect, the happiness found there
She'll drive away the sadness felt, when loss is hard to bear.
She'll wipe the tears that wreched, fall, that threaten heart to drown
She soothes deep waves sorrow, that wildly churn around
So if we let that deep love shine, and strength we bring to bear
And know that love's not ours alone, but in all things does it share
Then shall love come lift us up, and then will love come shine
To let us know that within us is some small touch of things that are divine.
Difficult it is to find, the happiness we know is there
Buried under anguish, caused by feelings of despair
When heartache becomes unbearable, solace hard to find
Turn, turn again to memories, held securely locked in mind
To know that she did live her life, to know she did stand tall
To understand she would not want these tears of yours to fall
To know that she was such a one that always would stand proud
To know this grief and pain of yours shw would never have allowed
To know that she would rather see your heart forever light
And know that she would rather sleep and know you were alright
To know these things is some small joy, whatever be the measure
Just look to that she inside yourself, from her to you, your treasure.
You start to feel a peacefulness, flowing like a gentle stream
And with softly swirling eddies, it carries on its way
The wrenching pain and sense of loss, that weighs you down today
Tomorrow is another day, and will be a little brighter
A loving hand will guide you there, and catch you when you flounder
In time embrace the memories, the anger and the pain
And feel the sweet acceptance, that is passed from up above.
*****
Posted by: bionic4ever
Date: Oct 28 07
(This poem was a group effort, with many people adding a line or a stanza at a time. I did not write this poem; I am just the person who placed it here. b4e)
Eloise.
As I look outside my window, I see a world so full of hope
Four walls surround me, inside i cannot cope
I want to feel the freedom as i open up my mind
I try for what it's worth,to leave the fear behind
Feeling brave, i take the stairs,and open wide the door.
I took a step towards the light, my sadness I deplored
The pain that lay within my heart, was lifted, soaring high,
Leaving the heavy weight behind, sad feelings, I defy
Moving on, I found myself, surrounded by the sight
Of children playing young and free, eyes twinkling and so bright
Maybe they can teach me, to lighten up on life
Children are resiliant,they are able to forget
Pure world of fantasy has got to be the best
1'm drawn towards their energy, in it's purest form
But then everything fell apart and I was back in my room
And back in my mothers womb
And the fear that sought to find me, to make this place my tomb
It threatened to destroy me, my soul it would to doom
So lifted up my head did I, and sought to cure this place
And all in me I would to give, to look this in the face
For fear it cannot bind us, lest it's we who give it power
To crush our soul within its jaws, and give it to devour
Our hope our dreams, our very souls, and also all the rest
Lest we the ones it would to kill, lest we this grief we best.
So grasp the hand of inner strength and run towards it's might
Don't let pain destroy good memory, who threatens to take flight
Dip into thought, she will protect, the happiness found there
She'll drive away the sadness felt, when loss is hard to bear.
She'll wipe the tears that wreched, fall, that threaten heart to drown
She soothes deep waves sorrow, that wildly churn around
So if we let that deep love shine, and strength we bring to bear
And know that love's not ours alone, but in all things does it share
Then shall love come lift us up, and then will love come shine
To let us know that within us is some small touch of things that are divine.
Difficult it is to find, the happiness we know is there
Buried under anguish, caused by feelings of despair
When heartache becomes unbearable, solace hard to find
Turn, turn again to memories, held securely locked in mind
To know that she did live her life, to know she did stand tall
To understand she would not want these tears of yours to fall
To know that she was such a one that always would stand proud
To know this grief and pain of yours shw would never have allowed
To know that she would rather see your heart forever light
And know that she would rather sleep and know you were alright
To know these things is some small joy, whatever be the measure
Just look to that she inside yourself, from her to you, your treasure.
You start to feel a peacefulness, flowing like a gentle stream
And with softly swirling eddies, it carries on its way
The wrenching pain and sense of loss, that weighs you down today
Tomorrow is another day, and will be a little brighter
A loving hand will guide you there, and catch you when you flounder
In time embrace the memories, the anger and the pain
And feel the sweet acceptance, that is passed from up above.
*****
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bassman68 
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Such shame I felt at this new turn, but not long was it to last, For the sentinel did command me then, "Come here, boy, to me, fast!" His voice was such a one that never in ages could be ignored And at the very sound of it my heart raced, indeed, it soared: "Ephiar magnir tolrum, quorius valtieh min, "Seftar inthiat dolrum, valrias malris ohr-thin." Never had I heard such words, and I did not know what tongue, But sure was I that enchantment it was, and that I no more should run. Reply #21. Oct 30 07, 9:34 AM |
drivemecrazy
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I walked towards the sentinel, listening to all he intoned The strange words that he uttered, making me feel bold, The strange light flowed onto my skin and I felt a sharp, hot, pain. But there was a soothing, sense of comfort, that filled my heart again. I was ready to approach the beast, for now I felt secure, With Hope and bravery by my side, I knew I would, for sure Be able to attack this ghoul, that waited outside the door I realized now, that he wanted me, to be his for evermore. To enter into his dark place and live in hellish lands To suffer as he suffered, for this is why he comes Every Year on Halloween, it is his plan of plans, To capture a human boy and make him slave to his demands. Reply #22. Oct 30 07, 10:59 AM |
| bassman68
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Then down I looked and at my feet, a sword of thralling steel And as I held it in my hands, its hilt of gold did feel As unto a thing alive, not something that was dead, Infused with life and some deep soul by enchanting words that fed Its aching, burning hunger for the blood of yonder beast To crack its bones and loose its life, to cut, to drink, to feast. And so I turned to this great door that opened wide anew: And into that darkness, toward this thing I strode, indeed, I flew. Once again that elder voice I heard from behind me say Of things long gone, of things not here, of times that passed away. Reply #23. Oct 30 07, 11:24 AM |
| bassman68
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But there was no hope, no saving grace, lest it be mine to take For the door did close behind me then, yet no sound now did it make. The darkness took hold and around me fell like the folds of some great black cloak And did I then feel for this to be not real, a dream, a jest, a joke. But then I felt the cold, cold hands of that thing that came from the depths Every year at All Hallow's Eve, and that now to me had crept To put its grasp upon me now, with desire to slake it's thirst To kill, to slash, to tear and smash, but terror to give me first. No word, no gesture, no sleight of hand was here to save me now I had to slay this God-lost beast, and I must to slay it now! Reply #24. Oct 30 07, 11:42 AM |
| bassman68
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The sword with me I surely raised, deliberate in my aim And brought it down upon this thing that killed as though some game I felt that blade bite deep into the creature's evil head, And though for sure this thing lives not, for sure this thing is dead I felt its blood upon my hands as I brought that first strike home, And thought "So now, you Hell-spawned imp, no more now will you roam. "This sword of mine shall hit its mark, this blade does cut straight through. "No child at all will evermore be a meal, a feast for you. "And When that sun does morrow come to light up all the land, "You will be dead, you infernal thing, slain, and by my hand." Reply #25. Oct 30 07, 12:03 PM |
| bassman68
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I never did see that thing there I faced that night way down in that dark, I never did see it lying there dead, but I knew I had hit my mark. And never again did that door which held the sentinel from days of yore Swing open for me so that I could see my savior again, anymore. But now on these days when we wait for the sun to go down and to let loose the night Not a sign can be seen of that horrible thing in the dark or that contest, that fight No more can a tale of a little boys wail be heard, for no longer's to tell Of a beast that does creep for a little boy feast and to drag some poor soul off to hell. Reply #26. Oct 30 07, 12:13 PM |
ELVIRA2
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Woooohoooooo! Guys this is fantastic! Well done,what a brilliant poem. XX Reply #27. Oct 30 07, 2:52 PM |
| drivemecrazy
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Bravo Bassie, that was a great ending. I think that you should start the next poem. I'm sure everyone will agree to that? Jo. x Reply #28. Oct 30 07, 3:03 PM |
MarchHare007
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Well done Bass and Elven Child - a fitting Halloween Epic! I agree Bass. Please start us off again - maybe something a little ...lighter? lol J. Reply #29. Oct 30 07, 3:56 PM |
| MoeSyczlak
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Thumbs up Jo and Bass. You two are simply the best. Keep on going. I'll "try" to catch you up later. :) Reply #30. Oct 31 07, 5:37 AM |
| bassman68
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Ok, everybody...guess I'm better at adding to them than starting them off. Anyway, I'm going to stop procrastinating, and get to it. But rather than suggest a theme, ought we not better see what theme developes? Bass Reply #31. Nov 03 07, 11:39 PM |
| bassman68
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To find that those things we would not see and would not want to know To loose those things we would not keep and would not chance to show To hold that which deep in our hearts we would not want to see To suffice with loves we have not kept, a some that could not be If time permit for us to have all things when we but have the chance Then shall we stand to be unsure if fate give us a glance Reply #32. Nov 03 07, 11:48 PM |
| drivemecrazy
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The mind it tumbles like a leaf, caught in an Autumn storm, It sails along on wind blown thoughts, that duly have to form An image of the things we have and those that past has faded, An Island sought, to put ideas, safe, in a book of pages That hold all things together there, for ever, over time To help us get a reason, for the things we yearn to find. It is a journey meandering on, that we all must travel through, Sometime like a Springtime breeze, then hot Summer arrives, who Rushes through the wandering maze, kindling memories of desire, The feelings held within our souls, they're burning like a fire Wanting to escape and move to life, with hopes forever true Though falters still, on fragile step, worried, what reality will do Reply #33. Nov 04 07, 5:58 AM |
| bassman68
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And should these dreams to shatter come, then what is there left to be But ashes formed of sweet-blown wind, and hopes not ours to see If ever life does throw to chance those happy, silent things Then so too love does come to seem a song that Sorrow sings. For Sorrow to is one who speaks and will not be denied Her chance to prove that she can move those cares we hide inside. And if haunted, lilted ode does come our cares shall all be token Of the way the Fates to clasp their hands when 'tween love bonds be broken But speak not now of light gone dim, not hurt nor heartache, the rest Let thy sweet lips move to those things do prove our good thoughts, our sweet dreams, our best. Reply #34. Nov 04 07, 6:33 AM |
| drivemecrazy
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Banish winter's Blizzard from the sorrow in your life, Who threatens to pierce within in your mind, his coldest shard of ice He tries to take all precious hope, that you have stored so dear Into realms of pain and misery, that only doubt can fill with fear Drive him out and let him find, his own cold and lonely room Only then will you see an amazing love, that will flourish and then bloom. Reply #35. Nov 04 07, 7:17 AM |
| bassman68
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(Sorry everybody for the havoc my avatar is playing with the boards. There is a problem with the sytem that prevents me from changing it, and so I've asked the site to do it. I'm assured that it will be taken care of promptly. Thanks, Bass) Reply #36. Nov 04 07, 8:00 PM |
| MarchHare007
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Good to see the avatar's calmer Bass....hehe Reply #37. Nov 12 07, 11:17 PM |
| bassman68
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Hiya, March. Listen, this thread is stagnant..how about you kickstart it? Reply #38. Nov 13 07, 11:03 AM |
| MarchHare007
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Down in the southern world the days are growing warmer, Longer, sunny, happy days as the old year starts to turn. New leaves, new flowers - flourish by the hours A mellow sun shines down above soft clouds fresh washed by showers. No snow to come and chill the gound, indeed it is awaking And nature's bounties for the Spring - Overflow to everything. This end of the year is a time to renew, Of shopping for 'Santa' and reflect, too On the year that has passed us by, yet again in a hurry, Is the Year shorter? Oh dear, that's a Worry! The planning for Feasts and Family squabbles The longing for souls that will not be among us But always the memories that will sustain us Through childhood's simplistic acceptance of loss. My table this year will be not set for feasting, We'll gather outside on the grass in the sunshine The children will play, (it's a new generation!) And I'm tickled when nephew and grandson lock horns And stand, so determined as they declare, 'She's my Auntie Julie!...' 'She's My Gran Mama!' Reply #39. Nov 16 07, 6:14 AM |
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