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Not sure. (Shift uncomfortably) When I'm unure about something I tend to uncomfortably shift.

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And what were you unsure of?

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BTW wrote any poems yet?


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I'm starting to regret ever making this thread. :? I probably shouldn't have if I wasn't more dedicated.

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The Shouting Man

Scared am I and furious he
As I wait in curiosity
For he shouts in anger and I plea,
“Why the hell does it have to be me?”

My inquiry is a foolhardy one
As he yells in rage before his son
All logic and reason he continues to shun
And setting is the sleepy sun

A simple nut is what he lost
And for this he is unreasonably cross
Anything found is what he tossed
Ignoring the matters of the cost

And finally through the winter frost
The engine sputters endless exhaust
In fear I wait and almost cry
For I fear at these speeds we’ll surely die

Thrice the speed limit going was he
And soon enough I had to plea,
“Stop, or kill us both will ye!”
Needless to say he didn’t agree

I find relief, but sadness still
As smiling in the windowsill
Is mother and her cry a-shrill
A cry of glee, for home is me




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All I can say right now it has pretty good rythms and such. But I don't have the energy to decipher (?) the meaning behind right now ...so, I'll pop back in later :) (maybe u could explain it to save the time)


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An exagerated interpretation of a little anger problem my first father has.

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"exagerated interpretation"
that's good. I was worried for a bit.


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I really liked that one a lot. I hope you come up with another one. We need one to lighten our moods Chris. With everything thats been going on, perhaps you can think of something humorous ya know.

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Nahwatah Ravenheart wrote:
I really liked that one a lot. I hope you come up with another one. We need one to lighten our moods Chris. With everything thats been going on, perhaps you can think of something humorous ya know.

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Can't promise humorous here, but...

"IT was the schooner Hesperus,
That sailed the wintry sea;
And the skipper had taken his little daughter,
To bear him company.

Blue were her eyes as the fairy-flax,
Her cheeks like the dawn of day,
And her bosom white as the hawthorn buds,
That ope in the month of May.

The skipper he stood beside the helm,
His pipe was in his mouth,
And he watched how the veering flaw did blow
The smoke now West, now South.

Then up and spake an old Sailòr,
Had sailed to the Spanish Main,
‘I pray thee, put into yonder port,
For I fear a hurricane.

‘Last night, the moon had a golden ring,
And to-night no moon we see!’
The skipper, he blew a whiff from his pipe,
And a scornful laugh laughed he.

Colder and louder blew the wind,
A gale from the Northeast,
The snow fell hissing in the brine,
And the billows frothed like yeast.

Down came the storm, and smote amain
The vessel in its strength;
She shuddered and paused, like a frighted steed,
Then leaped her cable’s length.

‘Come hither! come hither! my little daughtèr,
And do not tremble so; 30
For I can weather the roughest gale
That ever wind did blow.’

He wrapped her warm in his seaman’s coat
Against the stinging blast;
He cut a rope from a broken spar,
And bound her to the mast.

‘O father! I hear the church-bells ring,
Oh say, what may it be?’
‘’Tis a fog-bell on a rock-bound coast!’—
And he steered for the open sea.

‘O father! I hear the sound of guns,
Oh say, what may it be?’
‘Some ship in distress, that cannot live
In such an angry sea!’

‘O father. I see a gleaming light,
Oh say, what may it be?’
But the father answered never a word,
A frozen corpse was he.

Lashed to the helm, all stiff and stark,
With his face turned to the skies,
The lantern gleamed through the gleaming snow
On his fixed and glassy eyes.

Then the maiden clasped her hands and prayed
That savèd she might be;
And she thought of Christ, who stilled the wave,
On the Lake of Galilee.

And fast through the midnight dark and drear,
Through the whistling sleet and snow,
Like a sheeted ghost, the vessel swept
Tow’rds the reef of Norman’s Woe.

And ever the fitful gusts between
A sound came from the land;
It was the sound of the trampling surf
On the rocks and the hard sea-sand.

The breakers were right beneath her bows,
She drifted a dreary wreck,
And a whooping billow swept the crew
Like icicles from her deck.

She struck where the white and fleecy waves
Looked soft as carded wool, 70
But the cruel rocks, they gored her side
Like the horns of an angry bull.

Her rattling shrouds, all sheathed in ice,
With the masts went by the board;
Like a vessel of glass, she stove and sank,
Ho! ho! the breakers roared!

At daybreak, on the bleak sea-beach,
A fisherman stood aghast,
To see the form of a maiden fair,
Lashed close to a drifting mast.

The salt sea was frozen on her breast,
The salt tears in her eyes;
And he saw her hair, like the brown seaweed,
On the billows fall and rise.

Such was the wreck of the Hesperus,
In the midnight and the snow!
Christ save us all from a death like this,
On the reef of Norman’s Woe!"

~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Has anyone ever heard of this? I haven't until recently. I'm about to write one, so don't fret, but I wanted to share this in case anyone hadn't heard. I'm probably behind in the standing of the hearing of this, though... It seemed popular on Google!... Just not sure here.

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I've heard of it, and I don't know if i should have been laughing, but I was. I guess it was the way the words flowed. Really good though, I liked it. Awaiting the next Ballad.

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This is the first time I hear of it..it's really good! sad though :(

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i hadn't heard of it, tho i have read a lot of longfellow.
while reading the long drawn ballad i was thinking you'd penned it and my mouth was a mile off my face, and i was gasping for breath, if you hadn't included H.W's name in the end i think i'd have passed out in awe of you and the shame that i haven't done anything half as noteworthy in my life of 16 years. thanks a bunch,
lovely lovely ballad by the way,
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Yes, I dearly, dearly wish I could write something of that quality and I have hereby made it my mission to write such a thing sometime in my life. I'll do it someday, mark my words!

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i was inspired after reading the lovely ballad this morn

i penned something in my math class, i dunno if i'm allowed to post it in "chris' forum famous ballads' but i'll take a shot and see if i get kicked out!

by the way, it isn't a spot on Longfellow's eloquence, and i daresay not quite as innovative as Chris'
but what the heck, its my first ballad, and oh so stereotypical

PARADISE TRULY REGAINED

Tidings of the brave new world did came,
And went in the warrior’s head
It was many miles more to kingdom come,
And long before, they’d be dead.

The sailors they went up in joy,
everytime the yellow sun shone,
for ‘twas so rare, and brilliant then,
they felt they’d been wakened from stone.

The warrior, he moved not, his eyes
From the brood of the island afar,
‘Paradise’ – it was named, and rightly so,
As everyone lived unscarred.

They followed the map of Piri Reis by day,
By night they were David’s faithful,
And when in doubt or just plain dubious,
They worshipped late Jack sparrow’s skull

All was fine, they were bobbing along,
Until “hark” one night, scream’d he
“damn it all, ‘twas wrong, ‘twas unfair,
And sad. I shall have no more of this sea

All of his helpers and boys filed quietly past,
The henchmen and the deck hands,
Slowly the steer reversed its path,
Crumbled dreams of fancied lands.

The cap’n shuddered sadly in his cabin,
Was there a name for a warrior his kind?
Maybe a coward, he should’ve been dubbed
But somewhere he knew, he wasn’t blind

Long hours were spent, in terse and strained silence
None of the knowing men could decipher why,
A mission abandoned was a mission forged,
And all they could, was heave a sigh.

At the port of Amorres, the warrior yelled “halt”
As his chest swelled and tore his robe,
He’d chanced upon his own maiden fair,
The prettiest from earlobe to earlobe.

Her smile widened at the sight of her man,
“Hemologus” she cried, “you came!”
“forsaken for a bit, and terribly missed,
Hadn’t I returned, I’d’ve died of shame”

The spectators were awed, and they did applaud,
At the wondrous tale so grand,
They stood bemused, as he held his dandy missus
Said “let us head on to our land”

And the sailors all cried and the parrots screeched,
And the knowing men knowingly beam’d,
For the journey to their world, their own paradise,
Had decidedly, happily resum’d!


Hemologus - the weird name is a play on my boyfriend's name, Hemant.

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I really like it person, such inspiration and imagination is shown here.

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