Thanks Jerry, I enjoyed reading this poem.
Next time, post poems to:
poemsring@yahoogroups.com
That way, your work will appear automatically in the archive
and will be sent to all members of the group!
Thanks again,
Libertaria
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Forwarded - received from Jerry Hurta
My thoughts overwhelmed from the pen
Denied not the thoughts from the heart
Fulfilling the odyssey to which I continue
Enjoyment of peircing thy vein to bleed-
Just one more poem of love, hate and fire
Enchanced by thought coming from the soul
Bewildered by EDgar Allen Poe the Raven
Staring out and delivering just one poem
Thank you, for the words shall repeat-
Earthly the nature of a Poet Finest Quest...
Jerry Hurta
I received a few messages from members, including Tony Burch
and SIMpoet, for more details about the Poemsring.
Yes, we've lost a lot of members. TheGlobe has closed, i.e. the
server with all the old messages and user details has closed down.
It's tragic, but we try and get over it and start again here!
So, every old member who replied to the invitation email
has now automatically become a member of the new Poemsring
here at Yahoo! SIMpoet and tony, you can both post messages
to the entire group now without moderation.
Just post a message by replying, or by sending from the email
address that you're receiving messages at.
If you like to post on the web, change settings, etc, go to:
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/poemsring
Click on "sign in" and use your Yahoo username and password.
If you haven't got a Yahoo username, you'll go through the
registration procedure to choose one. If you like, you can use
your Yahoo username and post and read messages on the web only,
without getting messages forwarded to your private email address.
Let me know if there are any problems!
Thanks all for being a member!
I look forward to see your poems here!
Libertaria
Libertaria,
You'll need to let me know what my passwoed and
sign-on is as the one I think it is wont let me in
anymore.
tony
--- libertaria_theglobe@... wrote: > Thanks for
replying to the invitation to join,
> Cally! Both the
> Poemsring and Poems club from theGlobe are being
> rebuilt here and
> I've already seen quite a few familiar faces (thanks
> all!). The
> Poemsring was set up as a place where poets can
> meet, post their own
> work, receive helpful comments and suggestions and
> chat about poetry.
> I've often moderated the Poemsring and I've enjoyed
> the wonderful
> poems of so many poets. Facilities here make things
> even more easy,
> so I'm happy about the prospects, in fact I'm
> convinced that this
> group will be a great success, looking at the high
> profile of those
> who have already joined. Thanks again for joining,
> feel invited to
> post a message to introduce yourself and to post
> your work here,
> either by replying to a [poemsring] message, or by
> sending an email
> to poemsring@yahoogroups.com
>
> Libertaria.
>
>
> --- In poemsring@y..., CALLY2001@a... wrote:
> > I am new and I want to know why I am receiving
> poems from people. I
> too am a
> > poet and I think this is great. How may i send
> some of my work out
> there and
> > to whom
> >
> >
> > CALLY
>
>
>
>
> Your use of Yahoo! Groups is subject to
> http://docs.yahoo.com/info/terms/
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Letting Go
_____________________________
04.02.95
These things I hold so dearly
going, gone.
Afraid of finally,
change
and unknown
But The Chains are off
and the air is fresh
I wander forth into darkness
or light
I cannot tell
I am blinded by the pain
of Letting Go
(c)opyright 1995, 1999 L. Johnston
Want
_______________________________
11.13.95
Day old desire
Stirrings in the pot of memory.
Sleeping and dreaming;
Your face in my mind's eye.
Nothing less than what you've got;
nothing else will do.
Same thing Some thing
burning slightly simmering
and calling like the fragarance
you left on my pillow.
(c)opyright 1995, 2000 L. Johnston
Thanks for replying to the invitation to join, Cally! Both the
Poemsring and Poems club from theGlobe are being rebuilt here and
I've already seen quite a few familiar faces (thanks all!). The
Poemsring was set up as a place where poets can meet, post their own
work, receive helpful comments and suggestions and chat about poetry.
I've often moderated the Poemsring and I've enjoyed the wonderful
poems of so many poets. Facilities here make things even more easy,
so I'm happy about the prospects, in fact I'm convinced that this
group will be a great success, looking at the high profile of those
who have already joined. Thanks again for joining, feel invited to
post a message to introduce yourself and to post your work here,
either by replying to a [poemsring] message, or by sending an email
to poemsring@yahoogroups.com
Libertaria.
--- In poemsring@y..., CALLY2001@a... wrote:
> I am new and I want to know why I am receiving poems from people. I
too am a
> poet and I think this is great. How may i send some of my work out
there and
> to whom
>
>
> CALLY
hey callie,
i would love to hear some of your poems.......send em to the
poemsring@...
Kristy Burton
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Ingram Micro Australia Pty Ltd
Ph: 02 - 9741 2143
Fax: 02 - 9741 2003
Email: kristy.burton@...
-----Original Message-----
From: CALLY2001@... [mailto:CALLY2001@...]
Sent: Friday, 17 August 2001 10:31
To: poemsring@yahoogroups.com
Subject: Re: [poemsring] I want Love to Stay the Hell away From Me
I am new and I want to know why I am receiving poems from people. I too am a
poet and I think this is great. How may i send some of my work out there and
to whom
CALLY
Your use of Yahoo! Groups is subject to http://docs.yahoo.com/info/terms/
I am new and I want to know why I am receiving poems from people. I too am a
poet and I think this is great. How may i send some of my work out there and
to whom
CALLY
It hurts so much
It hurts so much
To feel like Im never gonna be good enough
Like Ill never be thin enough,
Cute enough
Sweet enough
Ill never be enough for you
Ill never be what you want
You proved it
When you didn't call
When you did fall
When you didn't give it your all
When you pushed me away
When you refused to stay
You broke my heart
But my heart will heal
You destroyed my confidence
But it will heal too
Id though Id love you forever
But its over boo
~You Said~
You said you loved me so much
You wanted to take me away
You promised to keep me safe
And you swore no pain would come my way
You said you loved me
So much it hurt
Had me in tears
Your wicked plan worked
You made it sound so real
Made me believe
But you did it all
Just to crushed my dreams
You sad you loved me
You said you did
So why is it now
That promise is no good?
If this is what love is supozda be,
I can tell you I never ever ever want to fall in love
Ever again.
I never want another relationship If this is how its supozda be.
If this is how it's supozda be then I want love to stay the hell away
from me.
I want it to leave me be
I want it to elude me
Are you sure this is how its supozda be?
With me in tears
Consumed by fears
What did I do?
What didnt I do?
How can we be through?
Are you sure this is how its supozda be?
With both of us hating me?
If this is how its supozda be,
I want love to stay the hell away from me!
Love was so empty
I never knew why
Till I saw your love through another's eyes
When I took myself out
And looked all around
Pain and neglect was all I found
Left me alone at night
Went out with your boys
Never gave a thought to my emotions
With which you toyed
I gave it so freely
Hoping you meant all you said
But now that love is dead
My heart will heal
But how will you deal
Now that Im gone?
You put me off
And put me on
Never realizing the longer you did it
The sooner I'd be gone
You lied to me
I believed it to
Found me unworthy
Though thats nothing new
Now I see
You're nothing without me
Now after everything you threw away
Don't you wish you had just stayed?
Great work, Jim, it makes a powerful statement against the "war
against drugs" policy and what that leads to. It's hard to speak out
against the "war of drugs" without being accused of glorifying drugs.
In this case, you've succeeded very well in this respect, Jim. Just a
tiny point: the letter "l" is missing in walking.
I also like the way "To Let Her Play With My Heart" shows up in the
archive, beautiful!
Thanks for posting!
Libertaria
Life in prison is no joke for some, like the poor boy I write about in this poem that I call:
Everything In His Life Went Wrong by Jim Nasium
He was only eighteen years old when he was jailed for a petty crime thrown into a pit with full grown men the lowest type of slime he had no idea what would happen after all he was just a boy but it didn't take long at all for him to be treated as a toy
The first man to approach him was very gentle and kind the fact that this man wanted him so drove the young boy out of his mind he was a very young boy no hair on his face or ass I guess if you were so inclined you could call him a beautiful lass
The next time he was confronted in the back of the kitchen one night three men grabbed him and beat him up he didn't have a chance to fight they took what they wanted from him and left him lying on the floor then one'a the men took him again he wanted just a little more
The guard found him raped and bleeding tied up and covered with shit they took him to the hospitable but he never got over it he never spoke one word at all just lay there quiet all the time some of the nurses in the jail hospital though he had lost his mind
The day that he went back to his cell block he knew he didn't have one friend as he was waking down the hall some one said "it's gonna happen again" late that night by candle light he tore his sheets into strips and made rope hung him self from the ceiling light he was lost and could see no hope
This one [IMHO] is [was] so nice, that I just had'a post it twice, only this time it's in a rich text [html] format, and there's been a bit more added to the poem...
I hope you like this, the re-write of:
To Let Her Play With My Heart by Jim Nasium
The young lady was very beautiful but under-dressed for this place I knew that she wanted to meet me the moment I first saw her face she made her way across the room through the well dressed smoky crowd she looked me deep in the eye then screamed my name out loud
I asked her what the matter could be she just broke down and cried she said she always wanted to meet me but felt that I was trying to hide from her at other events like this the opening of my new art show I told her that I was very sorry then asked if there was someplace we could go
She took my hand lead me through the door then she told her driver to get the car she said we could go to her summer house on the beach that it's not too far I told her I had a show to do she said she'd buy everything then pulled down my zipper and gave me head this lady made me feel just like a king
We pulled into the round about made of brick in front of her home she told the driver to park the car then to leave she wanted to be alone we went inside to a black glass sunroom where there was an indoor pool had some drinks and swam naked for awhile then she starting treating me like a fool
When ever I tired to touch her
she'd quickly pull away
when I tried to start conversation
she didn't have too much to say
she sat there in the whirlpool
sipping at her strong drink
I had no idea what was on her mind
I didn't know the way she thinks
I gave my luck one more try
I told her that I thought
it was very generous of her
I wanted to thank her for the art she bought
I think she knew what I wanted
I'm sure she wanted it too
then she put her drink down
said let me explain the rules to you
She told me the things to do to her I wasn't allowed my own way were going to do this by my rules she said that is if you still want to play when I considered how beautiful she was and the fact she just bought all my art I figured what the heck it'd be ok to let her play with my heart
Hi Jim, so glad tho see you here!
I'm always touched by your poetry,
I look forward to see more of your work here!
<< Will we be allowed to send in attachments, like a drawing in a
[small] .jpg file format? Are you going to have a files section,
where members of this groups can upload their pictures or art? Are
you aware of the files section? Will you have chats? >>
Yes on all counts! All new members will initially be moderated, to
avoid spam, so not all features may be immediately available. As you
know, members can be moderated individually at Yahoogroups and I've
just switched you to unmoderated, as I will do with all known poets
who regularly post their work here! We're still building things up,
but we plan to become one of the most prominent places for poetry!
Libertaria
Welcome everybody here to the Poemsring!
As you know, theGlobe is closing down and we're
trying to preserve the friendly environment at the
Poemsring and Poems clubs at theglobe/globelists.
So, feel welcome here and feel invited to post
your work, give supporting comments and suggestions,
etc.
Thanks so much for joining, we'll work hard to
rebuild things here!
Libertaria
Hi everyone, I just joined!
I look forward to hear from all of you!
Feel welcome to email me poems!
Alicia Petrona
Alicia_Petrona@...
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Hi everyone, I just joined!
I look forward to hear from all of you!
Feel welcome to email me your work!
Alicia Petrona
Alicia_Petrona@...
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I've also posted an MP3 file of the song, at:
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/poemsring/files
It's a 1994 dusty version, some 2.5 MB, which will take some 16
minutes to download on a standard dial-up telephone line.
HOME IS WHERE WE WANT IT TO BE
Have you ever been away;
left the one place where you used to stay;
and felt lonely, lonely like a dog,
that has been left behind in the fog?
Then it's home, home, home's the place to be;
when you're homesick there's nothing else you can see
but home, home, home's the place to be,
there is only one place you want to be.
If you've ever felt like I just told
and you've been hungry and lying in the cold
and you think you've left the one place to be
for something else that you wanted to see,
Then it's home, home, home's the place to be;
when you're homesick there's nothing else you can see
but home, home, home's the place to be,
home is the one place where you feel free.
You may believe that when your hometown is back in sight,
all your troubles have gone and everything is gonna be all right;
but let me tell you that home is not a geographical site,
but it's to live in freedom without having to fight.
There is a home, home, a home for you and me;
and it is not a prison, but a feeling to be free;
one home, a home and yet another one makes three;
let's make the world full of homes for you and me.
The world is our home, home, home,
home is wherever we want home to be.
A renewed welcome to members. Feel welcome to post poems here, that's
the main purpose of this place! If soemone would like to post a poem,
then we can start talking about it. Alternatively, also feel welcome to
post details about interesting poetry sites!
Cheers!
Eddy.
Welcome to the Poems Ring!
If you like, you can post a message here that
contains a poem. Put the title of the poem in
the subject line and once more in capitals at
the top of the message, so people can reply
and comment more easily!
Cheers!
Eddy
moderator.