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Postby Eternal_Silence » Tue Jul 24, 2007 10:31 pm

Thank you very much, ealaiontoir Image ^ ^. It's always nice to know that people enjoy what they see ^ ^ I've no idea what grade 12 is :mrgreen: but I'm still in highschool - I'll start my final year at highschool after the summerbreak. And please just call me Marlies, being called by a forum nickname sounds so distant in my opinion ^ ^ Please post more of your poetry, it's very nice!

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Postby A_S » Wed Jul 25, 2007 2:46 pm

Grade twelve is the last year of high school in North America, so yeah, that's what you would be if you lived on this continent. After completing grade 12 (age 17 or 18 usually) people here go on to university or to get a job. I think that's pretty standard.
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Postby ealaiontoir » Sat Jul 28, 2007 6:06 pm

Hi Marlies,
I am very new to this forum thing. This is only the third forum I have ever joined, and the other two are mainly just for information. I sure hope you go to art college! You have talent and I think you should pursue it. I went to art college and I excelled at water fights with the instructors...ha! Just kidding, that was an extra-carricular activity! Thank you for your comments on my poetry. I wrote one for my Mum on Mother's Day, and one for my Dad on Father's Day, so I decided to share those two poems with you.

A Mother First

When they are young the joy overflows
Watching them grow brings laughter and tears
Problems to be solved that only a Mother knows
Sheltering them under her wings will shoo away all their fears

Over the years the children get older
The problems get bigger
"Did you get permission?" "Yeah, I told her."
Mother wasn't told...go figure

Now they are young adults
Longing to fly and be free
Not realizing the world is brimming with tumults
Feeling invincible they cry, "Let me be me!"

Knowing she cannot hold them back
Mother spreads her wings to let them fly
Praying fervently they will remain on track
She gives them room to try

Tears welling in her eyes
She watches as they go
Deciding then and there she does not like goodbyes
Now left with an empty house full of woe

Soon she discovers her job is far from over
Her children have learned life is hard
"Open your wings and let us seek cover!"
The world has left her children wounded and scarred

No longer the doting Mother
She must remain steadfast and true
Not wishing to stifle or smother
Assuring them God's way will ensue

Mother will always be there
On that you can depend
Casting all your cares upon Mother to bear
Should not be the growing trend

Mother taught us well
On that we can be assured
She used to pick us up when we fell
Time has come to show Mother that we have matured

A Father's Love

A father will show his love for his daughter
Very differently than for his son
Treading softly in the water
Not wanting her to run

Desiring to protect her
Without stifling her growth
Encouraging cautiously, careful to prevent a major stir
While attempting to reveal her genuine worth

An artistic daughter is more difficult to understand
They think outside the box
New images bring smiles grand
Never contemplating a savings account, bonds, or stocks

Symbolism emerges in all her pieces
Reality is far from her mind
The worry line on father's forehead increases
Still he tries to remain patient and kind

She speaks of Ireland incessantly
Claiming her heart is over there
Not wanting to discourage, he continues to talk pleasantly
For her passion, he is very much aware

Father's family ancestry is Irish
And it burns within daughter's very blood
Moving to Ireland is her uptmost wish
To deny that desire would turn father's name to Mud

What a quandary
Whatever can he do?
The idea leaves him restless and wary
Yet his love for her remains steadfast and true

Love is always the answer
In all situations good and bad
Father's love for daughter will do nothing but enhance her
No matter how far apart they live, he will always be her Dad

Mum really liked her poem, and Dad was stunned! He had no idea I really understood his quandry!

Have you seen Moya in concert? I sure would like to do that some day! When I finally do move to Ireland, that will be way up there on the 'Things To See and Do' list.

Slán go foill,
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Postby Eternal_Silence » Sat Jul 28, 2007 8:02 pm

Hey Cheryl, thanks, I was intending to go to art school (to study photography), that's my biggest wish right now ^ ^ I really loved both of your poems, but the one for your mother more, I guess because I could relate a bit more to that one. I can understand they were happy with it, you captured the feelings well. I have seen Moya live a couple of times, yes, I'm sure you will see her live someday too ^ ^ (oh and by the way, not to offend you or anything, but to stay on topic, if you want to ask me anything or whatever, just send me a PM ^ ^ I know you have to get used to the forum, so I don't blame you ;))

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Postby Phantas » Thu Aug 30, 2007 7:25 pm

Divinity

Down twelve roads I went
each laden with treasures
but none had that which I seeked
for it was not Earthbound

Seven seas I have crossed
each terrifying in its beauty, unforgiving in my quest
but neither carried that which I seeked
for it's life was not born here

Three days did pass on my journey
each filled with joys and sorrows
but not on any of those days
could I find that which I seeked

And as I lay there in those fields
and as I sailed those deep blue seas
and as the days did pass
I asked myself why I did not find it

I found the answer not in clay
I found the answer not in water
I found the answer not in time
but I found it within me.

Love,
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Postby dragon girl » Sat Sep 01, 2007 5:31 am

There really should be a graphic for shyness here. Most of the stuff here seems to be more dreamy than... well... more dreamy. I have no idea what I'm trying to get at. Anyway, I've been writing songs for a while, but they're more in the style of, say, Runrig and the like. I'll give you lot one of them. Don't mob the poor thing. It's new, and I'm very, Very shy about my writings. *Types her song with shaking hands.*

Life and Times

I was just sixteen,
Innicent and new;
New come to my womanhood
When I saw the man in you.
You took me by the hand,
Led me by the heart.
Both of us were terrified,
But we wanted a new start.
O but neither of us new.
Chorus: The life and times of youth
Are wild and full of change.
So many things we understand
Were beautiful and strange.
There was magic in the starlight,
And a touch could spark the flame.
We were certain of so many things,
But nothing stays the same.

There were many times
We two parted ways,
But the fire in lovers' blood
Sustained us through our days.
The race, it was dangerous
With many ups and downs.
So many times we thought
That we'd never make it round,
But neither of us new.

(Chorus)

Bridge: We thought we had the world in hand.
We thought we understood.
We tried to change its nature,
But it did the world no good.

Dusting off those years
I see the wild young hope.
Trying to escape our times
We leapt for a burning rope,
But how could we have known

(Chorus...)

My rhyming's not entirely perfect, but that doesn't concern me too much. It's close enough to sing. Hope you like it. *Waves tremulously*
Chrissy
PS: For those of you who don't know, Donnie Munro used to be the lead vocalist for Runrig, but he went nuts and tried politics. Anyway, he's very cheesy. He's all about the courage of everyday people and friendship and such, and I find I get that way sometimes, too. Nice poems and songs here. I like the talent!
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We will find our place in the world
'S an ginealach ur
In a new generation
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Postby Turlough » Sat Sep 01, 2007 11:27 am

Dragon Girl, if my old favorite singer Justin Hayward could write a lyric like yours, he'd contemplate buying his native Swindon, Wiltshire!
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Postby dragon girl » Sat Sep 01, 2007 6:47 pm

:oops: :lol: It's a wonder I'm not rich then, I suppose. Thanks. :o I wasn't expecting such a complement. :P
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Postby Eternal_Silence » Mon Sep 03, 2007 6:08 pm

Hey, Dragon Girl, I really like your song. It has a niceness around it which I can't really explan - I'm always bad at explaining why I like something, so excuse me for that, but I do like it a lot! :mrgreen:

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Postby dragon girl » Fri Sep 07, 2007 1:52 pm

:) I suppose I should get a bit more confident about my songs. Anyway, I like sharing, so here's another one. This one doesn't have a chorus, but it doesn't really need one.

Portland
I grew up by the southern sea,
But the north Atlantic calls to me.
Where our history lies on the shore.
Where our spirit stands, and stood before.
Where my mother's mothers braved the storms.
Where my father's fathers plied the oars.
Where they fished the rivers and the streams.
Where they built their homes, and dreamed their dreams.

My mother took me far away
From the proud and busy Portland bay.
She said she needed another place
Where no one recognized her face.
But I love my mother all the same.
She let me have my father's name.
And though I never knew him well,
I know the stories he would tell.

In the night when all is cool and still,
I feel the north Atlantic chill.
I hear the far off ocean tide,
And I'm standing on the other side.
When the ice is heavy on the trees,
And the scent of snow is on the breeze
I recall when I was just a girl,
And I thought Portland was the world.

Interlude.

Now Portland's gone, and I am grown.
I'm writing stories of my own.
My mother makes her living here,
And Daddy calls me twice a year.
Mama brought me here, made a brand new start,
But when they took that place, they took my heart.
So I'll always keep my memories
Of the Portland bay and the maple trees.

I grew up by the southern sea,
But the north Atlantic calls to me.
Where my history lies on the shore.
Where my spirit stands, and stood before.

For those who might be a little confused, Portland is the capitol of Maine. Maine's a beautiful little state at the tip top of the US. I was born in Portland. I didn't live there, but I did live in Louiston (spelling?) and Cooper's Mills. My parents divorced, and my crazy mother dragged my brother and me all the way to the other side of the country. That song is about my homesickness, and a bit about family history. My ancestors were fishermen from Ireland. I'm proud to say I penned this one in just under two hours, music and all. *huge grin* Hope you like it.
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In a new generation
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Postby Eternal_Silence » Sat Sep 08, 2007 8:00 pm

I really liked that one too, dragon girl. I'm curious what it will sound like on music ^___^ Keep on writing, you're good.

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Postby Methica » Sun Sep 09, 2007 10:08 am

Nice one! I'm also curious how it would sound with music! :P Keep on the good work/writing:P
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Postby dragon girl » Wed Sep 12, 2007 10:42 pm

:lol: I'm glad it went over so well. It's in minor, and in four four, well, almost. I think there might be a five four measure in there somewhere. It's more of a pause than a weird measure. Anyway, it's in ... Just checked, and it's in G major with a few minor chords. If I had a decent recorder and equipment I could record a piano demo for you guys. Have fun with the music. Maybe one day I'll be able to show you what it's supposed to sound like.
In other news, my computer got fried by a terible lightning storm last Friday, so I haven't been able to do anything with it. It just now got fixed. I'm terribly behind in all my classes, and I have no idea how I'm going to catch up, but I'll manage somehow. I always do. Thanks for all the complements! :)
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We will find our place in the world
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In a new generation
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Postby dragon girl » Tue Sep 25, 2007 11:29 pm

Hey guys! Just finished this one, so pardon any errors.

Academic Gold

I was just a college kid.
Heaven knows just why I did it.
Maybe I wanted Hell to make some sense.
Those five years were hard on me,
But I made it through for that degree.
It never gave me any recompense.
Chorus: I'm tired of having my life on hold.
I'm tired of doing what I'm told.
I'm tired of trying to understand.
I'm tired of being tired, man.
I'm tired of writing useless things.
i'm tired of clipping my own wings.
I'm tired of mining
For academic gold.

The key word here's indoctrinate.
They want to get you to love, get you to hate.
It's all about their academic view.
I gave them some food for thought.
I vroke down the standard and man, I fought.
I said "nobody's gonna keep this musician down."
(Chorus)

Bridge: Bring all your criticism on. I'll ruin it all! I'll ruin it all!
Bring all your pedagogy on. I'll ruin it all! I'll ruin it all!
Bring all your deep analysis on. I'll ruin it all! I'll ruin it all!
Bring all your technicality on. I'll ruin it all! I'll ruin it all!
Pause...
I was just a college kid,
But I think I know why I did it.
I wanted to understand how something worked.
Half was Heaven and half was Hell.
Most of the time it was hard to tell,
But that university gave me my piece
Of academic gold.

Can't you tell how much I adore college? *evil grin*
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'S an ginealach ur
In a new generation
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Postby lothlorien » Wed Nov 07, 2007 3:33 pm

dragon girl, I really love your songs! Especially Portland is great! I'm curious what kind of music y you would use in those songs!
keep it up 8)

I also have this little song, written by e and a friend of mine.
It was for a special thesis I had to do at school.
We had to analyse a song (f.i"what does the singer mean with his/her lyrics)
It was possible to choose an already excisting song, but we chose to make a song of our own..
well I have a link here to my myspace, where I have uploaded it:
www.myspace.com/adiawasright
I hope you all will like this ;)
I'm not so sure if I really like it or not.
(maby it's because it's me who sings the song (and my friend plays the guitarpart))
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