Poetry
Poetry is adding freedom
to language
Swarming leashes on
creativity and throwing
them away.
Larry Bissonnette
Carl Sandburg once said, “Poetry is a search for syllables to shoot at the barriers of the unknown and the unknowable. Poetry is a phantom script telling how rainbows are made and why they go away.” Below are excerpts from the poetry of FC users. To read more of a particular poem, click on read more, and to read the poetry of a particular FC user click on the name at the bottom of the screen.
Jeffrey Powell, Jr.
IN JUPITER'S REALM WAITING
In light of hopeless voices changes can't be avoided,
I'm staying in the likeness of molten calm.
It's hot in the crater, but like stopped stone on the surfaces,
I'm hoping to master my knoll of Jupiter soon.
It is like the oldest godlike firths in the deepest recesses.
Great thunder rolling after the firestorm,
warning that the dragons still wait and watch.
But giving the dreamer hope that they will not find the opening
as long as the stony surface remains still.
John Jameson
The sound came like a mighty roar
>deathly sounds like the night
tormenting like my life
sounds like laughing sounds like solitude
illuminating sounds like sorrow>
like my life he kills until he has had enough
the night sighs like my sounds like my solitude
not sounds of life sounds of death
sounds like my thoughts
night listens to my thoughts
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