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Admired Poets and their Poems

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 41yrs • M •
A CTL of 1 means that wesdawgy is a contributing member of Captain Cynic.
Admired Poets and their Poems
In here I want to start a poetry spot for the poetry and poets that you admire. The poems that inspire your work, or explain your love, or even bring peace to your broken heart. I have had a deep admiration for poetry long before I wrote my own; and now I'd like to share some of the poems that I love; I hope you do the same.


Should you go first

Should you go first and I remain
To walk the road alone,
I'll live in memory's garden, dear,
with happy days we've known.
In spring I'll watch for roses red
When fades the lilac blue,
In early Fall when brown leaves call
I'll catch a glimpse of you.

Should you go first and I remain
For battles to be fought,
Each thing you've touched along the way
Will be a hallowed spot.
I'll hear your voice, I'll see your smile,
Though blindly I may grope,
The memory of your helping hand
Will buoy me on with hope.

Should you go first and I remain
To finish with the scroll,
No length'ning shadows shall creep in
To make this life seem droll.
We've known so much of happiness,
We've had our cup of joy
And memory is one gift of God
That death cannot destroy.


Should you go first and I remain
One thing I'd have you do;
Walk slowly down that long, lone path,
For soon I'll follow you.
I'll want to know each step you'll take
That I may walk the same.
For someday down that lonely road,
You'll hear me call your name.

~Albert Rowswell

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"I'd like to say something profound....."SOMETHING PROFOUND""
 41yrs • M •
A CTL of 1 means that wesdawgy is a contributing member of Captain Cynic.
As we grow older

A little more tired at the close of day;
A little less anxious to have our way;
A little less ready to scold and blame;
A little more care of a brother's name;
And so we are nearing the journey's end,
Where time and eternity meet and blend.
And so we are faring adown the way
That leads to the gates of a better day.
A little more laughter, a few more tears,
And we shall have told our increasing years.
The book is closed and the prayers are said,
and we are part of the countless dead.
And so we are going, where all must go,
To the place the living may never know.
Thrice happy if then some soul can say,
"I'm better because he passed my way"

~Rollin J. Wells

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"I'd like to say something profound....."SOMETHING PROFOUND""
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 42yrs • M •
A CTL of 1 means that Restless Mind is a contributing member of Captain Cynic.
whos the "as we grow older" one by?

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 41yrs • M •
A CTL of 1 means that wesdawgy is a contributing member of Captain Cynic.
Oops Rollin J. Wells...

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"I'd like to say something profound....."SOMETHING PROFOUND""
 41yrs • M •
A CTL of 1 means that wesdawgy is a contributing member of Captain Cynic.
TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS,
HE LIVED ALL ALONE,
IN A ONE BEDROOM HOUSE MADE OF
PLASTER AND STONE.
I HAD COME DOWN THE
CHIMNEY WITH PRESENTS TO GIVE,
AND TO SEE JUST WHO
IN THIS HOME DID LIVE.
I LOOKED ALL ABOUT,
A STRANGE SIGHT I DID SEE,
NO TINSEL, NO PRESENTS, NOT EVEN A TREE.
NO STOCKING BY MANTLE, JUST
BOOTS FILLED WITH SAND,
ON THE WALL HUNG PICTURES
OF FAR DISTANT LANDS.
WITH MEDALS AND BADGES,
AWARDS OF ALL KINDS,
A SOBER THOUGHT
CAME THROUGH MY MIND.
FOR THIS HOUSE WAS DIFFERENT,
IT WAS DARK AND DREARY,
I FOUND THE HOME OF A SOLDIER,
ONCE I COULD SEE CLEARLY.
THE SOLDIER LAY SLEEPING,
SILENT, ALONE, CURLED UP ON THE FLOOR
IN THIS ONE BEDROOM HOME.
THE FACE WAS SO GENTLE,
THE ROOM IN SUCH DISORDER,
NOT HOW I PICTURED A UNITED
STATES SOLDIER.
WAS THIS THE HERO OF WHOM I'D JUST READ?
CURLED UP ON A PONCHO,
THE FLOOR FOR A BED?
I REALIZED THE FAMILIES
THAT I SAW THIS NIGHT,
OWED THEIR LIVES TO THESE SOLDIERS
WHO WERE WILLING TO FIGHT.
SOON ROUND THE WORLD,
THE CHILDREN WOULD PLAY, AND
GROWNUPS WOULD CELEBRATE
A BRIGHT CHRISTMAS DAY.
THEY ALL ENJOYED FREEDOM
EACH MONTH OF THE YEAR,
BECAUSE OF THE SOLDIERS,
LIKE THE ONE LYING HERE.
I COULDN'T HELP WONDER
HOW MANY LAY ALONE,
ON A COLD CHRISTMAS EVE
IN A LAND FAR FROM HOME.
THE VERY THOUGHT BROUGHT A TEAR TO MY EYE,
I DROPPED TO MY KNEES
AND STARTED TO CRY.
THE SOLDIER AWAKENED
AND I HEARD A ROUGH VOICE,
"SANTA DON'T CRY, THIS LIFE IS MY
CHOICE;I FIGHT FOR FREEDOM,
I DON'T ASK FOR MORE,
MY LIFE IS MY GOD,
MY COUNTRY, MY CORPS."
THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER
AND DRIFTED TO SLEEP,
I COULDN'T CONTROL IT,
I CONTINUED TO WEEP.
I KEPT WATCH FOR HOURS,
SO SILENT AND STILL
AND WE BOTH SHIVERED FROM THE COLD NIGHT'S CHILL.
I DIDN'T WANT TO LEAVE
ON THAT COLD, DARK, NIGHT,THIS
GUARDIAN OF HONOR
SO WILLING TO FIGHT.
THEN THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER,
WITH A VOICE SOFT AND PURE,
WHISPERED, "CARRY ON SANTA,
IT'S CHRISTMAS DAY, ALL IS SECURE."
ONE LOOK AT MY WATCH,
AND I KNEW HE WAS RIGHT.
"MERRY CHRISTMAS MY FRIEND,
AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT."
This poem was written by a Marine stationed in Okinawa
Japan.

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"I'd like to say something profound....."SOMETHING PROFOUND""
 59yrs • F •
moongoddess is new to Captain Cynic and has less than 15 posts. New members have certain restrictions and must fill in CAPTCHAs to use various parts of the site.
looking into your eyes, still brings fire and passion and desire,i still feel my heart skips, when you touch me, a weakness only you can give back my strength by thee,so close that two becomes one,entangled like a puzzel ,as tight as any bond, so my love kiss me once more, that sweetness that candy that i adore, when i see you i see magic, stars, and all, that shines from above, and after all these years i am still in love.... by me moongoddess the love for my man**

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"love music*****"
 41yrs • M •
A CTL of 1 means that wesdawgy is a contributing member of Captain Cynic.
It's nice, I like it. I'm glad you admire yourself too.

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"I'd like to say something profound....."SOMETHING PROFOUND""
 34yrs • M •
A CTL of 1 means that Pugsl3yB0y is a contributing member of Captain Cynic.
No way the best poem is....

To see a world in a grain of sand:
A heaven in a flower'
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand
and eternity in an hour.
By William Blake

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"Knowing the true knowledge of an answer is first understanding the knowledge of the question."
 37yrs • M •
A CTL of 1 means that Wyote is a contributing member of Captain Cynic.
This poem affected me in a way i cannot even begin to describe, its from "The Perks of Being A Walflower" by Stephen Chbosky

Once on a yellow piece of paper with green lines
he wrote a poem
And he called it "Chops"
because that was the name of his dog
And that's what it was all about
And his teacher gave him an A
and a gold star
And his mother hung it on the kitchen door
and read it to his aunts
That was the year Father Tracy
took all the kids to the zoo
And he let them sing on the bus
And his little sister was born
with tiny toenails and no hair
And his mother and father kissed a lot
And the girl around the corner sent him a
Valentine signed with a row of X's
and he had to ask his father what the X's meant
And his father always tucked him in bed at night
And was always there to do it

Once on a piece of white paper with blue lines
he wrote a poem
And he called it "Autumn"
because that was the name of the season
And that's what it was all about
And his teacher gave him an A
and asked him to write more clearly
And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
because of its new paint
And the kids told him
that Father Tracy smoked cigars
And left butts on the pews
And sometimes they would burn holes
That was the year his sister got glasses
with thick lenses and black frames
And the girl around the corner laughed
when he asked her to go see Santa Claus
And the kids told him why
his mother and father kissed a lot
And his father never tucked him in bed at night
And his father got mad
when he cried for him to do it.

Once on a paper torn from his notebook
he wrote a poem
And he called it "Innocence: A Question"
because that was the question about his girl
And that's what it was all about
And his professor gave him an A
and a strange steady look
And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
because he never showed her
That was the year that Father Tracy died
And he forgot how the end
of the Apostle's Creed went
And he caught his sister
making out on the back porch
And his mother and father never kissed
or even talked
And the girl around the corner
wore too much makeup
That made him cough when he kissed her
but he kissed her anyway
because that was the thing to do
And at three A.M. he tucked himself into bed
his father snoring soundly

That's why on the back of a brown paper bag
he tried another poem
And he called it "Absolutely Nothing"
Because that's what it was really all about
And he gave himself an A
and a slash on each damned wrist
And he hung it on the bathroom door
because this time he didn't think
he could reach the kitchen.

I encourage you all to read the book as well

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"A loving heart is the beginning of all knowledge. - Thomas Carlyle"
 34yrs • M •
A CTL of 1 means that Pugsl3yB0y is a contributing member of Captain Cynic.
I like that poem!!!!!!!!!

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"Knowing the true knowledge of an answer is first understanding the knowledge of the question."
 42yrs • F •
BloodRain is new to Captain Cynic and has less than 15 posts. New members have certain restrictions and must fill in CAPTCHAs to use various parts of the site.
ATTENTION WRITERS:

For all of you who do write your own work and are interested in a very good site. Go to WWW.PoetryBox.Com
It is a very good site.
I've been a member for 5 years now and have not had a problem yet concerning anything.
Credit is given where credit is deserved. They have a wonderful forum set up and a wonderful way to share your works of literature. Atleast check them out before you say no. It's worth it trust me.
WWW.PoetryBox.Com

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"Live for tomorrow.To live in the past is to dwell on what one can not change"
 38yrs • M •
A CTL of 1 means that Windupnostril is a contributing member of Captain Cynic.
my favorite poet of all time is ts eliot, and my favorite poem of all time is the wasteland, but it's too long to post here. instead ill post another favorite that he wrote.

Hysteria

As she laughed I was aware of becoming involved in her
laughter and being part of it, until her teeth were
only accidental stars with a talent for squad-drill. I
was drawn in by short gasps, inhaled at each momentary
recovery, lost finally in the dark caverns of her
throat, bruised by the ripple of unseen muscles. An
elderly waiter with trembling hands was hurriedly
spreading a pink and white checked cloth over the rusty
green iron table, saying: "If the lady and gentleman
wish to take their tea in the garden, if the lady and
gentleman wish to take their tea in the garden ..." I
decided that if the shaking of her breasts could be
stopped, some of the fragments of the afternoon might
be collected, and I concentrated my attention with
careful subtlety to this end.

T.S. Eliot

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