z o e said 9 years, 4 months ago:

Please, join me around my little fire here, try not to burn your fingers, the marshmallows come with sticks for a reason.

That was random, I’m sorry. I get easily distracted, and I just really want a marshmallow right now, guys.

So, I was wondering, does anyone here consider themself as a poet?
Are you a beginner, or do you consider yourself “professional” (yes, I’m laughing at you, I’m sorry,). Share your poems! I’d love to see how low I am on the food chain :D

So, shameless self promotion (who am I kidding- my poetry isn’t going anywhere anyway), here’s a bit of my crap poetry:

“who needs [feminism] anyway”

not quite wingless, but who can fly
with paper wings that drip with
ink stains and red lipstick. heels make a
better impression on men
because [women] find it more
difficult to step out of the box with them on.
a dollar to shorten my skirt, but who will
request the collar when I haven’t got breasts
[are you sure you arent] a man, shh.
let’s see which cookie cutter you fit through,
whoops, you’re the wrong shape.

I hope my lack of capital letters doesn’t offend you, I like it better that way. Critique if you like, simply ignore and share your own, or hate. Anything at all, appreciated :) thank you.

Deleted User said 9 years, 4 months ago:

OOH Marshmallows! YUM :D
I write poetry but I wouldn’t consider myself a poet (and definitely not a professional! Lol)
I’m definitely not on the foodchain (i’m probably one of those bacteria that just wander round here and there)
But I’m here to contribute anyway, I feel like posting something :P

Okay so this is experimental (Repeat, experiment! hazard!)

I would follow you into the pouring madness, run after you
let the Rain soak me, goose bumps covering my arms
and I will shiver in the seeping darkness
taste the metal in my mouth
roll it around my tongue
acrid and biting
and then
I would
Laugh

Why would the Sun embrace the clouds? when the cold
stings of bittersweet tears, that taste like winter death
promising a hundred thousand years of misery
For every moment, of hesitating joy
that lights up your face
bright and glowing
that if I saw
I would
Cry

Gah, the format sucks! See why I dont post poetry! Critique appreciated? Lol

P.S I dont use the capitals letters either.
P.P.S I like your poem! Its good! I the paper wings imagery at the beginning is really interesting. :)