POET'S CORNER

[Prissy]

Re: The Poet's Corner
« Reply #32 on: July 28, 2005, 02:42:32 PM »
Thanks everybody who has said nice things about my poems-I'm very pleased     Here's another one-this one's more cutesy and humorous. Enjoy!!!
Adorkable

When I look into your eyes
I see more than a freckle-faced southerner
With rather large ears
I see a delightfully goofy man
That was once called Gonzo
Whose soul is as beautiful as his voice
And has a heart the size of Russia
A man who has done so much for a cause
That cannot help itself
He is the answer to all of my dreams
The one I want to hold in my arms forever
And wake up in the morning to
Until the end of my days

Yukino

[Prissy]

Re: The Poet's Corner
« Reply #33 on: August 02, 2005, 09:39:18 AM »
~*~IS IT ME?~*~

The darkness inside me,
Is like a war from our land,
With constant battling,
My heart heavy, like sand.

Why can't she trust me,
I have nothing to hide,
How can she get to know me,
When she hasn't even tried.

She doens't know,
What's on my mind,
Or just how much,
She's killing me inside.

I'm drowning in the pain,
I'm suffocating is shame,
Should I hide in the shadows,
And just take the pain?

I don't understand,
Why this is happening,
When all of my life,
I've been preventing these things.

My soul is wearing away,
And I'm beaing beaten up,
It's hard not to worry,
This is really, really tough.

-8/1/05-

Monica (Aikenismyidol)

[Prissy]

   
Re: The Poet's Corner
« Reply #35 on: August 03, 2005, 02:05:43 AM »
My latest attempt at free expression and admiration for the way HE moves!  LOL

     



THE JUKEBOX MOVES

Clay with this Jukebox Tour
You’ve given us new,
You’ve given us “Back for More”,

Clay when we think we’re just about to bust
with “Great Balls of Fire”
You’ve given us your hip thrust.

Clay dressed up in choir gowns
With “When Doves Cry”,
You’ve given us the Angela shimmy down.

And lastly my fave, Mr. Shakenaiken
With “Heartbreak Hotel”
You’ve given us a new gyration.

Jayne (Her)

[Prissy]

Re: The Poet's Corner
« Reply #37 on: August 06, 2005, 03:31:59 PM »
New one inspiration really didn't hit. Just was listening to 1000 days and my heart just sent the words to my head, which sent them to my hands, which typed them into my blog at the OFC.

Just thinking I'm seeing Clay in 21 days

My heart is already beating fast,
My eyes already filled with tears,
I've lost count of how many years,
I've waited for this time.

I remember the days so long ago,
I would sit and wait,
Loved so much to hear you sing.

Years went by,
I lost hope,
But then you came back,

This time all be there,
There singing right along.

Kimmy (Claytonsmyccf)

[Prissy]

Re: The Poet's Corner
« Reply #39 on: August 12, 2005, 09:49:41 PM »
Hey guys great stuff here!! I don't know why but poems are weird with me...I read them and start feeling whatever the poem is lol...finally I came here and read through all of the stuff...VERY AWESOME!!!

I hardly EVER get poetry...I mean try as I may...I can never get it right...but I have one that I wrote a while ago...I've put it so its like a song...so if I ever ecome a singer I have one piece to call my own hehe.

Fighting My Fantasy
Why am I feeling of this
just for you?
Seeing you makes,
My inside churn,
My knees go weak
Even turn red in the cheeks

I don't even know you
So how can this be?
When I am pretty sure,
You don't know me
I try to forget you
Make your face go away
But you've got a hold of me

(This would be the chorus, put here and in between the first two phrses...then after the last one)
You haunt my dreams
Each and every night
Your face smiling sweet
Or your laugh floating in
Why do I feel ths for you?
Why can't I stop?

I know I'll never have you
That you are my fantasy
I want to reach out and feel you here
But I know that is too much
I hurt when I see you
I hurt when I don't
I'm humliated around you
But I know it's you I need.

hotwaxonclay

[Prissy]

Re: The Poet's Corner
« Reply #43 on: August 14, 2005, 11:16:52 AM »
WOO HOO! More inspiration has finally come to yukino!!!   Here's my latest poem everyone! I'll have to warn y'all, it's another one about intimacy, so don't read it if you're offended by stuff like that!

Seduction

Have you ever been with a man before?
He asked softly
Brushing a few wisps of hair
Away from her face
Then kissing her tenderly
On the cheek
Not yet
She replied playfully
Would you like to change that?
She took his face in her hands
And kissed his lips
I’ll take that as a yes
He smiled
Wrapping his arms around her
They held each other close
For several minutes
Enjoying the feeling
Of each other’s bodies
The two lovers undressed
Her cheeks flamed
Causing him to chuckle
They snuggled under the covers together
And made love

Yukino

[Prissy]

   
Re: The Poet's Corner
« Reply #44 on: August 21, 2005, 07:58:38 AM »
I wrote this poem for part of my summer work for my AP English class next year...I had to spend one day isolating myself from TV, newspapers, internet, and all forms of media, because I'm reading Henry David Thoreau and he says that all news is gossip. I decided to write a poem about my day.

I chose August 9th to isolate
Myself from media and eradicate
The gossip that reporters pen.
See if ever do that again.
My father and I we bought “The Star”
And before we had gone very far
He told me to see if our team was in town
But I had to decline, with a visible frown.
“I can’t, news is bad, at least, says Thoreau,
So, sorry, if the team is in town, I don’t know.”
We returned to the cottage, which, needless to say,
If I had to be isolated, this was a good way.
Instead of reading papers to see what was new,
I went in the lake, an eerie green hue.
Ms. Leschke had said that when someone saw green,
That rebirth and renewal would soon be seen.
How ironic, since without news, I was more awake
And an eminent reawakening would be far from fake.
I jumped off our dock and plunged into muck
That could be our lake, but as was my luck,
The junk from the depths was now floating on top
Resembling some sort of a seaweedy mop.
I took a fatal leap into the lake
And I daresay, I was never more awake.
As when I emerged, I noticed my knee
Was not quite the same as it used to be.
Three half-inch gashes were gushing with blood
And swirled through the lake, then mixed with lake crud.
To this, said my grandmother, and my mother, her daughter,
“It will be fine if you keep it in cold water.”
Seventeen stitches later, I learned the harsh truth
That I hadn’t known for all of my youth…
While my family could give all the advice that they had,
When it came down to the wire, their advice was bad.
I blame the media, for that morning, for shame
They all read the paper and fanned the gossip flame.
Thusly, the help they offered was far from supreme,
My folks need an awakening, or so it would seem.
This isn’t to say that everyone around
Was as helpful as if they hadn’t made a sound.
To save me from death’s foreboding jaws,
My sister applied the life-saving gauze.
The reason that she was so quick to apply
The help that I needed before I would die
Was barely scratched by gossip emersed
In the news, for she just read “For Better For Worse.”
So Thoreau was correct, in many respects,
The news dulls the senses, as I now will expect.
I can’t help but pity my family now trapped
In the daily morning news with the day’s events mapped.
I have now learned to keep myself up to date
And make my own news, since it’s fun to create.
In regards to this headline, I was never more awake
Than that moment I jumped into Seneca Lake.

Greg (Wil555)

[Prissy]

   
Re: The Poet's Corner
« Reply #46 on: August 25, 2005, 06:33:20 AM »
Greg,

A really interesting poem!  I read about your knee!  Ouch!  I hope it is better now.  I have noticed that when i travel, I don't watch TV or see a newspaper, usually, and I am totally isolated from the news.  I can go for a week or more and not have a clue what is happening in the world unless I seek it out.  And most of the time, that's fine with me.

Wow!  It's great to have all of you poets posting!  Kimmy, Monica, Yukino, Jayne, and Dani.  Your poems are all wonderful.  I'm looking forward to more from you.

Jayne, I'm especially glad to see you posting here.  And I hope Scooter joins in again, too.  (I loved  seeing pictures of you both in the Concert Connection thread!!)

Jayne once asked us to finish this line in a poem:  FUZZY WUZZY WAS A BEAR. FUZZY WUZZY HAD RED HAIR. (Fuzzy, of course, is Clay.)

FUZZY WUZZY

FUZZY WUZZY WAS A BEAR.
FUZZY WUZZY HAD RED HAIR!
AND WHEN THE CLAYMATES CAME AROUND
FUZZY COULDN'T MAKE A SOUND!

FUZZY WUZZY WAS IN AWE
OF EACH CLAYMATE THAT HE SAW!
"AND WHY DO YOU ALL LOVE ME SO?"
FUZZY SAID, "PLEASE, LET ME KNOW!"

"WE LOVE YOUR FUZZY SPIKEY HAIR
AND FUZZY ARMS YOU SOMETIMES BARE.
YOUR FUZZY LEGS IN SHORTS WE'VE SEEN
AND TUMMY FUZZ JUST MAKES US SCREAM !!"

FUZZY WUZZY WAS A BEAR.
FUZZY WUZZY HAD RED HAIR!
AND TO EACH CLAYMATE'S GREAT DELIGHT
THAT FUZZY HAIR THEY OFTEN SIGHT!!! 

OH, NO! I THINK I BROKE THE LAW!
I LEFT OUT FUZZY'S "STUBBLY" JAW!


Prissy

[Prissy]

Re: The Poet's Corner
« Reply #48 on: August 30, 2005, 09:00:30 PM »
Our wonderful Her, Jayne, has made terrific DVD's of the Jukebox Concert.  And Jayne has made some great DVD's in the past.  This is the poem I sent to Jayne about a DVD.

I’d love a video from Her,
(But then should I send Her a fur?)
In Florida, a fur's too hot!
(Well, what about an army cot?)
A cot's not comfy like a bed,
(Then what about a new Clay thread?)
Another thread, we've got enough!
(Say, Her, let's just forget this stuff!)

But let's not forget the video!

Prissy

[Prissy]

Re: The Poet's Corner
« Reply #50 on: September 04, 2005, 12:08:23 PM »
Greetlings Lovelies!!!

Here's my latest poem, it's short n' sweet - but, that's okay- and it's about a guy at school that I'm madly in love with!!!   I rewrote it like, six  times... Enjoy!!!

Sweet Nothings

I’m incessantly dreaming
Of lying in your arms all day
Tangled in sheets
And whispers of sweet nothings
Feeling like a goddess
With the knowledge that
You’ve been dreaming of me too


Love,
Yukino

[Prissy]

Re: The Poet's Corner
« Reply #53 on: September 24, 2005, 03:40:51 PM »
new one--

August 27th

I fell in love again that night,
I never thought I'd see that sight,
Glasses on with a great smile,
I could feel my heart smiling back.

Eyes so beautiful through those glasses,
The light hit them so,
My wish finally came true,
Seeing him that night.

Songs he sang so perfectly,
Made me smile with glee,
I still had trouble with the fact,
I thought I'd never see this sight,
Seeing him that night.

So the night came to a end,
I still had that smile,
that smiled burned in my head,
along with the glasses hit by light,
oh what a sight,
Seeing you that night.

Kimmy (Claytonsmyccf)

[Prissy]

coolio
« Reply #56 on: October 02, 2005, 01:30:21 PM »
Hello All,

     Here is one of the first poems I wrote about OMC, don't know why I haven't posted it yet...enjoi! Thanks for the compliment Prissy and I shall look into that Claymmys thingy!

Freckle Faced Angel

I’m not quite sure what it is that makes me love you
There are so many things
I love your wild red hair that looks like you just rolled out of bed
I love your deep verdant eyes and that look you get in them
Your goofy grin makes me want to grin too
And your perfect, magazine cover smile takes my breath away
I love the cute freckles that dance across your face
Your big ears always make me laugh
I love your charming southern accent; don’t ever lose it
I love the way you look in a button-down shirt and dark-washed jeans
I love how being kind and compassionate is a cakewalk for you
When you sing, your voice strikes a chord in my soul and causes joy and excitement
It’s angelic yet seductive
I love how your childish innocence makes me want to take care of you
I love how you have said time and time again that all you want out of life
Is to make a difference
I love your ability to inspire others
Everything about you is so beautiful and sweet
So tell me angel, may I see your wings?

Love Ya'll!
Yukino

[Prissy]

Re: The Poet's Corner
« Reply #57 on: October 15, 2005, 03:59:36 PM »
I'm not sure if we're only allowed to post poems we've written about Clay, so beware. Non-Clay poem ahead. 

Standing on the verge of my sanity.
I start to fall, slowly.
The earth is crumbling beneath my feet.
I can smell my soul’s sweet defeat.

I free myself of my tears and sorrow.
Hoping for the sun to melt my freezing heart tomorrow.
And if you still smile when I glance your way.
The sun will set a second time today.

Shouting out for absolution.
Beginning to cause my own destruction.
Rules are meant for breaking to me.
I am a sinner third degree.

Rayline

Rayline,

The FUN STUFF forum is for "off topic" threads and creations, so your poem is fine.  I'm glad to see you posting here. 

Yukino,

Another great poem!!

Prissy

[Prissy]

   
Re: The Poet's Corner
« Reply #60 on: November 21, 2005, 04:01:44 AM »
         "FOUND MY WAY"

I found my way here through Clay,
Claymaniacs have shown me the way
to find friends who have become a part of my life everyday.
Before I came here I never knew how many would become so dear.
So, I thank you Clay, for helping me find "The Way"!

Geraldine (Charlene)


awe Charlene...nice poem.....debi

[Prissy]

Re: The Poet's Corner
« Reply #63 on: December 03, 2005, 05:28:27 PM »
Sorry about that, my computer  is being stupid...let's try this again

Greetings Fellow Poets!

     I have finally written another poem-yay!   Here it is-Enjoy!

The curtains parted
Your voice filled the room
And my soul with joy
The sound was so beautiful
Words cannot properly convey it
As you performed in your white tux
I became convinced that you really are an angel
By the end of your Christmas serenade
I knew that I had fallen for you even more
When you began visiting with the audience
Hearing you speak
And watching you smile and laugh
Made me heart sing
You, my dear Clay
Make everthing groovy

Love,
Yukino

p.s. This poem was inspired by my November 11th concert experience, the song "Wild Thing" and my undying love for Mr. Clayton Aiken