POET'S CORNER

[Prissy]

   
Re: The Poet's Corner
« Reply #145 on: March 19, 2007, 09:07:40 AM »
Tory, the poems don't have to be about Clay, write what you want.

I really liked the poem. It really kind of shows the struggle of someone reading. I loved the :

Slow
Down

It just kind of . . . I don't know. It made me slow down with your poem, and put that struggle with reading a novel more . . . there? I'm not sure, I hope you know what I mean.  I'm not much of a poem writer, more of an admirer, so I'm quite the lurker here.  Anyhoo, I really liked it.

Love all the poems here.

Yukino, you can put such emotion in your poems. I love it.

Pamela, you can do anything, can't you?

As said, I'm not much of a poem writer, though I write little rhyming ones, which are just kind of dumb.  Since it was St. Patricks Day on Saturday, here's my St. Patricks Day poem from 2005:

A Happy St. Patty's Day To You,
Where everyone's a wee bit Irish.
Where everyone get's a bit tipsy,
And has a corn beef and hash dish.

But my St. Patty's Day,
Was a bit different today.
I went to my 1oclock class,
But something was a bit astray.

There was no one there,
Not a teacher or student in sight.
But there was one person that I noticed,
But he didn't seem quite right.

He was wearing a green outfit,
Top hat and all.
He even had an orange beard,
. . . But he wasn't at all tall.

He did a little jig,
And jumped up on the table.
He gave me a little bow,
He looked as if he was from a fable.

"Ah lass,
Why're you here on such a fine day?"
The little man asked with glee.
"It's so sunny, go out and play!"

"But where's my class?"
I ask the green little man,
"We were doing color wheels,
And I was making mine into a fan."

"Ah, you shouldn't worry young one,"
He said in his chipper tone.
"All is well on St. Patty's Day,
I let everyone go, so they wouldn't be alone."

"But that doesn't make sense."
I start to argue with him,
"It looks as if I'm here last,
So not being alone is looking quite grim."

With his hand,
He motioned for me to come near.
And with the gentlest voice,
He started whispering in my ear.

"Now don't say that lass.
Everyone's has some luck on this day.
And an Irish girl like yourself,
will have even more luck, they say."

I looked at him,
But with a clap of his hands,
He was gone in a heartbeat.
Making me stuck where I stand.

I looked everywhere,
For the little Irish man.
With out any luck,
I left the class with out a plan.

I started wandering around,
Thinking where ever I went.
"Am I going crazy or in the end,
Did he sound like he had a southern accent?"

Come to think of it,
He didn't really have a beard.
It was more stubbly,
It's a little bit weird.

But he had such green eyes,
They just sparkled and shined.
And when he did his jig,
He did a bit of a small grind.

As I was thinking,
I didn't notice where I was going.
Pretty soon I fall to the ground,
I had run into someone without even knowing.

"Oh, I'm so sorry!
Did I hurt you at all?
Did you scrape a knee or break a bone?
Is there someone I should call?!"

I shake my head, thinking that I've gone crazy,
Hearing a southern drawl that I thought I knew.
But it couldn't really be,
So I take my chance, and look up to see who. . .

"Clay Aiken?!" I say shocked.
He giggles a bit, and does a nod.
This really was crazy, and my lucky day,
But why is he here, it's really very odd.

He bends down,
And offers me a hand.
I do a little blush,
And take the offered hand.

"What are you doing here?
In Minnesota of all places?"
I ask, him still holding my hand,
My heart just races.

"Well, I'm on Unicef duties,
And I heard good things about the MIA.
I have some time, so I thought I'd check it out,
So here I am on this lovely sunny day."

I stare for a second,
And then start to smile.
He smiles right back,
Oh, my heart feels like I just ran the mile!

"Would you like to show me around?"
He asks in a gentle way.
"I'd love to."
I say in a shy, blushing way.

He asked me my name,
Him still holding on.
I said Carla,
He said, 'Beautiful', & I was gone.

What a lucky day it's been,
Meeting Clay and all.
We had so much fun,
We had such a ball!

I never found out,
What happened to the little man.
For all I know,
He may have hidden in the trash can.

I couldn't help but notice,
Clay's eyes shined so much.
And it looked like he hadn't shaven,
But I'd forgotten when out of nowhere he did the shirt clutch.

Have a Happy St. Patty's Day,
And may all your wishes come true.
Take advice from little green men,
They just may give you the right clue.

HAPPY ST. PATRICKS DAY!!!

Yeah.  Dumb, isn't it?  Some of that did happen. It was St. Patricks Day, I went to class and there was no one there. Didn't really notice until class really should have started (was working on something).  So, go and check my email, and turns out that all the teachers were doing junior review, so no class that day.  So I wrote that poem. Aww, the memories.  I really wish I met Clay that day.

Hope you like my weird little poem.

Carla  (Clays Cashew)

[Prissy]

Re: The Poet's Corner
« Reply #146 on: March 23, 2007, 05:08:17 PM »
Hello fellow Claymaniacs!

     I have a new masterpiece-lol! =P Here it is:

"Ode to the Gorgeousness of Jonathan Pyo"

Soft, dark hair
Lovely tan skin
That I long to feel against mine
Slanted brown eyes
So beautiful in their own way
Adorable smile
That it what I see
When I look at you
My darling

xoxoxo,
Yukino 

[Prissy]

Re: The Poet's Corner
« Reply #150 on: April 17, 2007, 04:50:16 PM »
I'd just (once again) like some feedback on this poem. I wrote it for a class and some people told me that it didn't flow right. I'd just like some other oppinions.
Thanks!

Oceans Away

There’s this constant buzz
This nagging in my brain
Telling me I’m not like them
I’m simply not the same.

Beautiful-eyed monsters
Converted them to their beautiful-eyed ways
And left me in the dust wondering
Who wrote all the plays

We’d read so many times together.
So many words we had shared
They cracked under the beautiful-eyed monsters
Who only sat and stared

Tight-lipped and open-mouthed
One compensates for the other
While leaving me on my own
Oceans from a beautiful-eyed lover

writer365

[Prissy]

   
Re: The Poet's Corner
« Reply #151 on: April 18, 2007, 07:20:11 PM »
Tory: Hmmm, I'm not sure what to think of you're poem-lol! What's it supposed to be about? (If I knew, I could give you better tips =P) I loveee the last stanza though... 

Everyone: I have a new poem for you guys called "Underneath the Plastic Stars"

On a Sunday afternoon
Something wonderful happened
And the only witnesses were the plastic, glow-in-the-dark stars
On a boy's bedroom ceiling
In this boy's bedroom
A girl was kissed for the first time
And at this moment
She's thinking fondly of the feeling of his lips against hers
And that look in his brown eyes

xoxoxo,
Yuki

PS. This really happened to me! 

[Prissy]

   
Re: The Poet's Corner
« Reply #154 on: May 21, 2007, 07:12:38 PM »
New poem my pretties, lookeeeeee =P :

I am searching
For words
Words to describe how you made me feel
At the time
They were out of reach
For I was preoccupied
With
Thinking about
The way you were looking at me
And how lovely your skin felt
Against mine
In between kisses
I wanted more than anything
To tell you
That
You were making me feel
Beautiful

-Yukino

[Prissy]

   
Re: The Poet's Corner
« Reply #155 on: June 26, 2007, 08:00:37 PM »
Greetings Everyone ~

     I have a new poem for you guys-yay XD Eventhough it has been confirmed that my love for Mr. Jonathan Pyo is unrequited, I still have feelings for him and continue to write poetry about him.

Even though I cannot make you love me
I must tell you how I feel
Or my heart shall burst
Because it is filled with
Passionate feelings for you
That long to escape
I want more than anything
To look deep into your lovely brown eyes
And say those three words
But I express myself best
With paper and ink
So without further ado
I love you with all my heart and soul
Remember these words and cherish them
For someday
They may mean something to you
Like a fond memory of a day at the beach
Or a particularly delicious kiss



~Yukino

[Prissy]

   
Re: The Poet's Corner
« Reply #158 on: September 30, 2007, 02:37:13 PM »
American Idol Rewind has now started AI 2 this season.  One of my favorite Clay AI 2 appearances was when he sang GREASE.  Here is my poem about that fabulous time.


THOSE AIKEN SHAKIN' HIPS

Familiar strains of "Grease" we hear
And then 'our idol' does appear.
He's grinning, moving to the beat!
(Did someone just turn up the heat?)

His jacket is a shade of red
That makes mean Simon lose his head!
And also red are his big shoes!
(Did someone just light up my fuse?)

His long lean legs in snug blue jeans
That fit just right do cause loud screams!
For Clay this audience has flipped!
(Did he just shake those Aiken hips?)

He sounds so clear and sings so well,
His voice does cause each heart to swell!
The BeeGees could not be more proud!
(Did those hips jerk and wow that crowd?)

Is this our Clay, our sweet man/boy?
With sexy looks that say, "Don't toy!
I'm not the innocent you think!"
(Did his hips move, or did I blink?)

"Clay, you can't dance!" the judges say.
They make no sense, try as they may!
"Just horrible!" says mean Simon
(When those hips shift, isn't it fun?)

Oh, Simon, Randy, Paula, too,
You guys don't even have a clue
That this performance is first rate!
(And by the way, aren't those hips great?)

We love each facet of you, Clay,
That spikey hair, that handsome face,
Those gorgeous eyes, those luscious lips!
(And, yes, those Aiken Shakin' Hips!!!)

Prissy

[Prissy]

   
Re: The Poet's Corner
« Reply #162 on: October 25, 2007, 02:54:08 PM »
my steve is a car salesman for dodge, so i wrote him a theme song~lol 
it's to the tune of the spiderman theme song~k?

Dodge man, dodge man
Sells cars like no one can
Neons, magnums and caravans too
Dodge man will help you find the one that's right for you!

~yuki

[Prissy]

   
Re: The Poet's Corner
« Reply #163 on: November 13, 2007, 03:32:16 PM »
hey guys it's the depressing one  Thought I'd pop in. Just stopped by to see and re-save my poems on my laptop. I'm going to a poetry reading tonight.  :paraI'm not sure if I'm going to read our not since -- well it scares the crap out of me thinking of reading my stuff in front of people. But anyways great job as usual!!!!

Here's a new one I can share no title but the date

November 5th 2007
Sometimes I feel small
I’m going to lose it all
Traveling down a path that’s dark
I’ll never find a way out
I’ll scream all I want
I’ll try to run away the tears and fears
I’ll cry out to you
I know they’ll be no response
I need something
Someone I don’t yet know
When will I know them
It feels like I’m nothing to society
I have a set out plan
But its sure to fail
No matter how I try nothing going to turn out right
I’ll cry and cry and cry
But nothing will come of it.

Kimmy (claytonsmyccf)

[Prissy]

   
Re: The Poet's Corner
« Reply #168 on: January 22, 2008, 10:33:18 PM »
This is just a poem I wrote a little while ago and thought I'd post it.

Sloppy Stitches
With every slanted latter I etch on fish wielding puffins
A small part of my soul disappears
Yet with your two dozen sloppy signs on paper
Sent in a bottle across the ocean
My soul is patched – knitted
By your pen strokes
Never straight or neat, but always strong enough

writer365

[Prissy]

   
Re: The Poet's Corner
« Reply #170 on: February 19, 2008, 10:07:15 PM »
Greetings Fellow Poets and/or Claymaniacs~

As promised, I have a new poem for you guys~enjoy =]

Untitled

I can never find the right words
My dear
But I will do my very best
For you are well worth the effort
You make me feel so...
Alive
On my way home last night
I was laughing and crying
At the same time
Laughing because you make me
So happy
Crying because I wanted
More than anything
To follow you home
So that I could
Spend the rest of the night
With you
And wake up next to you
In the morning
But I couldn't
I can't stop thinking about
How it felt to have your arm
Around me
And it was sweet of you
To try to keep my hands warm
Speaking of warmth
I get a warm feeling inside
Every time I see you
In fact
I can't even think about you
Without smiling
I think I'm...
Falling in love with you

Comments: This is for my boyfriend Cesar <3 He's sooo great =] Any ideas for a title?

~Yuki

[Prissy]

   
Re: The Poet's Corner
« Reply #171 on: March 10, 2008, 09:16:16 PM »
Hello Mates~

Another poem for my Cesar...

Although these words are not my own
At times it is best
To let those who are more articulate
Roll the perfect diction
Off of our tongues
(It's ok, just write it)
I love you more
Than i could ever promise

Comments~ The words "I love you more than I cold ever promise" are from "The Way I Am" by Ingrid Michaelson, its such a good song!

Yukino

[Prissy]

   
Re: The Poet's Corner
« Reply #172 on: March 18, 2008, 06:51:05 PM »
Greetings Everyone =]

I have a new poem~yay!

I'm all yours dear
For as long as you'd like me to be yours
My heart is filled with love for you
I've never felt this way about someone before
(Ever)
My body completely succumbs to you
When you kiss me
Especially when you don't stop
And I can't think about anything else
Or feel anything else
I've never been very spiritual
But I think my soul hearts you too
I could write you hundreds of poems
Give you thousands of kisses
Admire how exquisite you are
Millions of times
None of it would be enough to express
Just how soft my soft spot is for you

~Yuki

[Prissy]

I have copied all of the poems from the Poet's Corner in the original site.  I hope that our poets will start posting again here soon!!