Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Taken - Brandon Moore

250 Words.


Taken
By. Brandon Moore

He swore she had broken his heart,
But in reality he did the breaking,
His heart was split in two,
She had another man,
But she was just waiting for him,
And before that she had waited,
She waited for years for that man to come back,
But that man was waiting for her,
He thought she didn’t want him,
It broke him in two, but he just didn’t know,
He didn’t know she had waited,
He thought she had left him behind,
But in reality she was just waiting for him,
Even after he left without a “goodbye”,
Not even a kiss, or any goodbye tokens,
It’s too late now, he has someone else,
And as sorry as he is, he can’t go back to her,
It’s his decision, and he thinks it’s the right one to make,
Even though it hurts him inside,
He is taken, he won’t give that up for anyone…

He wonders if it really is the right choice,
She loved him first, but he made promises to the other girl,
He loves them both, how can he choose?
Decisions he must make,
Decisions that will cause pain to someone,
Either to her or the other girl,
But it hurts him either way,
It hurts to leave the other girl for her,
It hurts to say no to her, and let the other girl have him,
But he asks himself; am I right, or am I wrong?



Copyright 2008, Brandon Moore.

Monday, December 22, 2008

The Ecstasy - John Donne



The Ecstasy
By.John Donne

Where, like a pillow on a bed
A pregnant bank swelled up to rest
The violet's reclining head,
Sat we two, one another's best.
Our hands were firmly cemented
With a fast balm, which thence did spring;
Our eye-beams twisted, and did thread
Our eyes upon one double string;
So to 'Intergraph our hands, as yet
Was all the means to make us one,
And pictures in our eyes to get,
Was all our propagation.
As 'twixt two equal armies fate
suspends uncertain victory,
Our souls (which to advance their state
Were gone out) hung 'twixt her and me.
And whilst our souls negotiate there,
We like sepulchral statues lay;
All day, the same our postures were,
And we said nothing, all the day.
If any, so by love refined
That he soul's language understood,
And by good love were grown all mind,
Within convenient distance stood,
He (though he knew not which soul spake,
Because both meant, both spake the same)
Might thence a new concoction take
And part far purer than he came.
This ecstasy doth unperplex,
We said, and tell us what we love;
We see by this it was not sex,
We see we saw not what did move;
But as all several souls contain
Mixture of things, they know not what,
Love these mixed souls doth mix again
And makes both one, each this and that.
A single violet transplant,
The strength, the color, and the size,
(All which before was poor and scant)
Redoubles still, and multiplies.
When love with one another so
Interinanimates two souls,
That abler soul, which thence doth flow,
Defects of loneliness controls.
We then, who are this new soul, know
Of what we are composed and made,
For the' atomies of which we grow
Are souls. whom no change can invade.
But oh alas, so long, so far,
Our bodies why do we forbear?
They’re ours, though they’re not we; we are
The intelligences, they the spheres.
We owe them thanks, because they thus
Did us, to us, at first convey,
Yielded their senses' force to us,
Nor are dross to us, but allay.
On man heaven's influence works not so,
But that it first imprints the air;
So soul into the soul may flow,
Though it to body first repair.
As our blood labors to beget
Spirits, as like souls as it can,
Because such fingers need to knit
That subtle knot which makes us man,
So must pure lovers' souls descend
T' affections, and to faculties,
Which sense may reach and apprehend,
Else a great prince in prison lies.
To’ our bodies turn we then, that so
Weak men on love revealed may look;
Love's mysteries in souls do grow,
But yet the body is his book.
And if some lover, such as we,
Have heard this dialogue of one,
Let him still mark us, he shall see
Small change, when we’re to bodies gone.

Tuesday, December 9, 2008

Not Good....

OK, hey all its me and i just wanted to pop in and say im sorry for the delay in poetry, but there have been some technical difficulties and i wont be posting for a couple of weeks, sorry for the news but check in often becouse i will start posting ASAP.

Thanks all...