My poems...

Phytoplankton · 08-06-2012, 10:56 PM

(P.S. Bring in your poems too!)
Hello
My name is Phytoplankton and I'm a new member.
If you look on my profile, one of my hobbies is writing and I LOVE writing; poems
especially.
I am just amateur, so don't expect Sylvia Plath or anything, but these are just some. Here is the first one. It's working title is "Walls":

The walls are asleep
even though Time's fingertips
have malevolently stripped
the cosy white plaster
which holds their scaly eyes shut.

The nostalgic, curious decibels
go wandering around the room
round and round like fish
in the glass eye of a seastorm
or circling like crows
when the cemeteries all mourn.

The cupboards are hollow
stripped of their pallor
and the shelves are neurotic
for they know the footsteps of tomorrow
will come walking past by them

as always.

The home is silent
The roof of its mouth shut
The bricks now try climbing
To the end of enough.

It's a work in progress though

Phytoplankton · 08-06-2012, 10:57 PM

The last verse is meant to be more to the right than the rest.
But it ain't workin'!

The_Escapist_229 · 24-06-2012, 06:19 PM

Hey, Phytoplankton! First of all, welcome to the site, I'm new here, too and I also write poems, hence my display name. I tried to combine my love for Coldplay and for poetry. Love your poem, especially the ending. There's something so melancholic about it. Here's one of my poems, inspired by Coldplay's Warning sign.

The Headquarters of Love
The pouring sound
is here to save me,
lift me off the ground...
What's there so scary
about the clouds above?
Aren't they the headquarters of love?

Write on!!!

Phytoplankton · 18-07-2012, 08:39 PM

Quote:
Originally Posted by Speed of Rhyme;5336563
Hey, Phytoplankton! First of all, welcome to the site, I'm new here, too and I also write poems, hence my display name. I tried to combine my love for Coldplay and for poetry. Love your poem, especially the ending. There's something so melancholic about it. Here's one of my poems, inspired by Coldplay's Warning sign.

The Headquarters of Love
The pouring sound
is here to save me,
lift me off the ground...
What's there so scary
about the clouds above?
Aren't they the headquarters of love?

Write on!!!

Awwww, thank you!
Your poem sounds a bit like a song. You should send it to Coldplay!
Here's another poem I've done. (Sorry I've been away):

It's called Piano:

There is a gap
Of wanton silence

Was it intellectual decadence?
Was it thinking?

Again the ending was dry

There was a fly
buzzing around
in the bathroom
where the soap sleeps
like a lion
Stormy, stormy

Crawls into my ears
Drinks the water
Makes me dizzy

Follow me around, follow me around.

And the piano
leaves a gap
between me and that earwig.

the scientist is dead · 21-07-2012, 10:23 AM

These are so beautiful....Phytoplankton love your poems so much!!! Do you have more? Send them please!!

Phytoplankton · 26-07-2012, 02:20 PM

Awwwwww!!! Thank you guys, you're so lovely!
Ok, here's another one, it's called Lost And Found:

it fell.
right down to the dark foundations
of her house.

it's toes stuck right out
from the perspirating leather
of its domestication

again

Gentleness
Is a person
A gentleman
In the art of death

and Sorrow
Is Her rusting locket.
Which now begins to hold the chain.

Selfless
and cowardly
is Time

It never stops as
His father and the people
are a punishing gaze
On his mundane occupation.

He has fallen already
He fell into the house
Into the dark foundations
of Sorrow.
If you didn't know

His death, steady
With bars of gold
and a loan of tomorrow.

He fell into the house.

Phytoplankton · 26-07-2012, 02:22 PM

Quote:
Originally Posted by Finn;5364807
it's wonderful /

What does a forward slash mean on a sentence? I hope it's complimentary!

Phytoplankton · 27-07-2012, 07:46 PM

I am so naive in this Coldplay-Cyber World...

Phytoplankton · 02-08-2012, 09:40 PM

That fell flat.
Here's another poem; it's quite long so I'll print a few stanzas of it:

I am singing to all of you;
In fact I am even speaking to you
Through these hollow words
That my emotions are caramalized into.

Scratching your singed nails
Against the flaky wood of the door
I won't let you in, commercialised pig
I will not let you in anymore
onto my skilled floors.

I just blasted it
and everything around it
into debris
put it on a silver platter
and served it to the past.

So the stairs made up of wild flowers
and the aloof nationalist apple shrubs
and the pigs and the plastic doves
and all the audience
have had enough of this tide
this tide of mine
and so they decide
to take Gulliver's stolen swords
and kiss me in the eyes.

There are no diluted cries.

Troxley · 04-08-2012, 07:14 AM

Wow! Great poems! Here's a poem I wrote. I HATE writing when I have to but if I get an inspiration it's great.

Sun, you say, I take for granted
Cloud's not what you ever wanted
I like the sun, I really do
Just maybe not the same as you
Go tuck it up beneath a cloud
Let the thunder sing out loud
And I'll be dancing to it's song
Now won't you come and dance along

No hiding there behind that wall
Can't you hear the lightning's call?
You might get wet, you might get cold
But come, you'll never be too old
The rain creates a lovely tune
The wind sings love songs to the moon
With lightning and his thunderous drum
The concert's free and you should come

We'll dance beneath those stormy skies
The rain will wash your tear stained eyes
And all the worries of your life
Will disappear, be out of sight
For in that moment you will know
God is the one that's in control
To see his power before you now
And all of his creation bow

So when the rain has stilled and gone
The dark, night sky has turned to dawn
Sit by the fire with tea in hand
And drift off into our own land
Too tired to even say a word
A bird's song wanting to be heard
We listen as the day turns light
The song becomes part of that night

Years from now we'll hear it again
And still the song will sound the same
And bring us back to that one time
No need for reason or for rhyme
Just close your eyes, turn back the clock
The night we heard the thunder talk
Maybe we'll be together still
Or maybe you'll have left me here
But we'll remember all we did
That stormy night when we were kids

Phytoplankton · 04-08-2012, 11:16 AM

Wow. That's amazing!!!!
The rhythm's...wow!
You know, i wanna be a singer when i grow up...i want to sing your song!
you'll get the royalties, promise...

Here's another of my poems

it's definitely a work - in progress)

What was the unknown party
I was about to talk just now?
My dreams are hollow and erased
And the future will erode them even more.

What was the bubble of the dog
Without the thought?
My head is too strung out now
And the endless racking of the dog will worsen it.

too much repetition
it bores all of me out
all my thoughts dusty and too quick!
ladies, gentleman, your repetition craftsman has gone
and you take more of the same

but now the rain
is here

and what was the bubble of the dog
Without too much thought
In your Dreams?

it's a bit of a downer, this poem. i'm still working on it

Troxley · 04-08-2012, 03:28 PM

Nice!

I like it!

Haha thanks! That's my best poem. I've written a few others...but they're not as good. Here's another one.

Gently drifting through the calm
What is it that I hear?
The sound of a sweet flow'r in bloom?
Or chocolate covered treats?
That melody that pricks my skin,
sends shivers down my spine.
I close my eyes and let it's warmth
wrap 'round me like a shawl
I dare not move for if I do
I fear I'll miss a note.

The keys of the piano
The strings of a guitar
The flutter of a little flute
Together in a knot.
They've tied me and they've brought me back
To thinking 'bout the past.
The magic of a single song
The beauty that's unveiled.
Come rain come shine or wind or cloud
still music will be there

the scientist is dead · 04-08-2012, 06:04 PM

Wow....these are so great...I'm honestly inspired!!!

ichrek · 04-08-2012, 10:15 PM

Wooow truly amazing poems all lf you !! I am blown away ...like seriously !!

Phytoplankton · 16-08-2012, 01:59 PM

Here - I have another one. It's quite happy. I tried to use rhythm (using my biro as a metronome...!): It's called Euro-Hyper:

There's light splattered all over the floor
From rays fluttering, fluttering

The warmth of these feet transcends and pours
The toenails stuttering, stuttering

Beyond swirling combustion of the mind
From pure happiness eager to find

Hyperactivity, an escalated, broken ballad;
The shards recollecting, creating like ashes.

It has a reference to one of my favourite songs - see if you can guess!

08-06-2012, 10:56 PM	#1
Phytoplankton la di dah Join Date: Jun 2012 Posts: 80 My Mood: Chat posts: 0 Thanks given: 10 Thanked 3 Times in 3 Posts	My poems... (P.S. Bring in your poems too!) Hello My name is Phytoplankton and I'm a new member. If you look on my profile, one of my hobbies is writing and I LOVE writing; poems especially. I am just amateur, so don't expect Sylvia Plath or anything, but these are just some. Here is the first one. It's working title is "Walls": The walls are asleep even though Time's fingertips have malevolently stripped the cosy white plaster which holds their scaly eyes shut. The nostalgic, curious decibels go wandering around the room round and round like fish in the glass eye of a seastorm or circling like crows when the cemeteries all mourn. The cupboards are hollow stripped of their pallor and the shelves are neurotic for they know the footsteps of tomorrow will come walking past by them as always. The home is silent The roof of its mouth shut The bricks now try climbing To the end of enough. It's a work in progress though

18-07-2012, 08:39 PM	#4
Phytoplankton la di dah Join Date: Jun 2012 Posts: 80 My Mood: Chat posts: 0 Thanks given: 10 Thanked 3 Times in 3 Posts	Quote: Originally Posted by Speed of Rhyme;5336563 Hey, Phytoplankton! First of all, welcome to the site, I'm new here, too and I also write poems, hence my display name. I tried to combine my love for Coldplay and for poetry. Love your poem, especially the ending. There's something so melancholic about it. Here's one of my poems, inspired by Coldplay's Warning sign. The Headquarters of Love The pouring sound is here to save me, lift me off the ground... What's there so scary about the clouds above? Aren't they the headquarters of love? Write on!!! Awwww, thank you! Your poem sounds a bit like a song. You should send it to Coldplay! Here's another poem I've done. (Sorry I've been away): It's called Piano: There is a gap Of wanton silence Was it intellectual decadence? Was it thinking? Again the ending was dry There was a fly buzzing around in the bathroom where the soap sleeps like a lion Stormy, stormy Crawls into my ears Drinks the water Makes me dizzy Follow me around, follow me around. And the piano leaves a gap between me and that earwig.

26-07-2012, 02:22 PM	#7
Phytoplankton la di dah Join Date: Jun 2012 Posts: 80 My Mood: Chat posts: 0 Thanks given: 10 Thanked 3 Times in 3 Posts	Quote: Originally Posted by Finn;5364807 it's wonderful / What does a forward slash mean on a sentence? I hope it's complimentary!

04-08-2012, 07:14 AM	#10
Troxley Strangeland Dreamer Join Date: Jul 2012 Posts: 10,870 My Mood: Location: Hobbiton Gender: Fav. CP album: X&Y Fav. CP song: Swallowed In the Sea Fav. CP member: Chat posts: 454 Thanks given: 1,395 Thanked 556 Times in 475 Posts	Wow! Great poems! Here's a poem I wrote. I HATE writing when I have to but if I get an inspiration it's great. Sun, you say, I take for granted Cloud's not what you ever wanted I like the sun, I really do Just maybe not the same as you Go tuck it up beneath a cloud Let the thunder sing out loud And I'll be dancing to it's song Now won't you come and dance along No hiding there behind that wall Can't you hear the lightning's call? You might get wet, you might get cold But come, you'll never be too old The rain creates a lovely tune The wind sings love songs to the moon With lightning and his thunderous drum The concert's free and you should come We'll dance beneath those stormy skies The rain will wash your tear stained eyes And all the worries of your life Will disappear, be out of sight For in that moment you will know God is the one that's in control To see his power before you now And all of his creation bow So when the rain has stilled and gone The dark, night sky has turned to dawn Sit by the fire with tea in hand And drift off into our own land Too tired to even say a word A bird's song wanting to be heard We listen as the day turns light The song becomes part of that night Years from now we'll hear it again And still the song will sound the same And bring us back to that one time No need for reason or for rhyme Just close your eyes, turn back the clock The night we heard the thunder talk Maybe we'll be together still Or maybe you'll have left me here But we'll remember all we did That stormy night when we were kids __________________ Quote: Originally Posted by Coeurli;5537657 I once watched a documentary on TV about homeschooling, and the kids all had long hair. That's all I remember "You mustn't be afraid to dream a little bigger, darling." 4, 8, 15, 16, 23, 42

04-08-2012, 11:16 AM	#11
Phytoplankton la di dah Join Date: Jun 2012 Posts: 80 My Mood: Chat posts: 0 Thanks given: 10 Thanked 3 Times in 3 Posts	Wow. That's amazing!!!! The rhythm's...wow! You know, i wanna be a singer when i grow up...i want to sing your song! you'll get the royalties, promise... Here's another of my poemsit's definitely a work - in progress) What was the unknown party I was about to talk just now? My dreams are hollow and erased And the future will erode them even more. What was the bubble of the dog Without the thought? My head is too strung out now And the endless racking of the dog will worsen it. too much repetition it bores all of me out all my thoughts dusty and too quick! ladies, gentleman, your repetition craftsman has gone and you take more of the same but now the rain is here and what was the bubble of the dog Without too much thought In your Dreams? it's a bit of a downer, this poem. i'm still working on it

08-06-2012, 10:57 PM	#2
Phytoplankton la di dah Join Date: Jun 2012 Posts: 80 My Mood: Chat posts: 0 Thanks given: 10 Thanked 3 Times in 3 Posts	The last verse is meant to be more to the right than the rest. But it ain't workin'!

24-06-2012, 06:19 PM	#3
The_Escapist_229 Coldplayer Join Date: Jun 2012 Posts: 114 My Mood: Gender: Country: Chat posts: 0 Thanks given: 9 Thanked 13 Times in 11 Posts	Hey, Phytoplankton! First of all, welcome to the site, I'm new here, too and I also write poems, hence my display name. I tried to combine my love for Coldplay and for poetry. Love your poem, especially the ending. There's something so melancholic about it. Here's one of my poems, inspired by Coldplay's Warning sign. The Headquarters of Love The pouring sound is here to save me, lift me off the ground... What's there so scary about the clouds above? Aren't they the headquarters of love? Write on!!!

21-07-2012, 10:23 AM	#5
the scientist is dead Coldplayer Join Date: Jun 2012 Posts: 2,516 My Mood: Location: on the top... Gender: Chat posts: 0 Thanks given: 129 Thanked 25 Times in 20 Posts	These are so beautiful....Phytoplankton love your poems so much!!! Do you have more? Send them please!!

26-07-2012, 02:20 PM	#6
Phytoplankton la di dah Join Date: Jun 2012 Posts: 80 My Mood: Chat posts: 0 Thanks given: 10 Thanked 3 Times in 3 Posts	Awwwwww!!! Thank you guys, you're so lovely! Ok, here's another one, it's called Lost And Found: it fell. right down to the dark foundations of her house. it's toes stuck right out from the perspirating leather of its domestication again Gentleness Is a person A gentleman In the art of death and Sorrow Is Her rusting locket. Which now begins to hold the chain. Selfless and cowardly is Time It never stops as His father and the people are a punishing gaze On his mundane occupation. He has fallen already He fell into the house Into the dark foundations of Sorrow. If you didn't know His death, steady With bars of gold and a loan of tomorrow. He fell into the house.

27-07-2012, 07:46 PM	#8
Phytoplankton la di dah Join Date: Jun 2012 Posts: 80 My Mood: Chat posts: 0 Thanks given: 10 Thanked 3 Times in 3 Posts	I am so naive in this Coldplay-Cyber World...

02-08-2012, 09:40 PM	#9
Phytoplankton la di dah Join Date: Jun 2012 Posts: 80 My Mood: Chat posts: 0 Thanks given: 10 Thanked 3 Times in 3 Posts	That fell flat. Here's another poem; it's quite long so I'll print a few stanzas of it: I am singing to all of you; In fact I am even speaking to you Through these hollow words That my emotions are caramalized into. Scratching your singed nails Against the flaky wood of the door I won't let you in, commercialised pig I will not let you in anymore onto my skilled floors. I just blasted it and everything around it into debris put it on a silver platter and served it to the past. So the stairs made up of wild flowers and the aloof nationalist apple shrubs and the pigs and the plastic doves and all the audience have had enough of this tide this tide of mine and so they decide to take Gulliver's stolen swords and kiss me in the eyes. There are no diluted cries.

04-08-2012, 03:28 PM	#12
Troxley Strangeland Dreamer Join Date: Jul 2012 Posts: 10,870 My Mood: Location: Hobbiton Gender: Fav. CP album: X&Y Fav. CP song: Swallowed In the Sea Fav. CP member: Chat posts: 454 Thanks given: 1,395 Thanked 556 Times in 475 Posts	Nice! I like it! Haha thanks! That's my best poem. I've written a few others...but they're not as good. Here's another one. Gently drifting through the calm What is it that I hear? The sound of a sweet flow'r in bloom? Or chocolate covered treats? That melody that pricks my skin, sends shivers down my spine. I close my eyes and let it's warmth wrap 'round me like a shawl I dare not move for if I do I fear I'll miss a note. The keys of the piano The strings of a guitar The flutter of a little flute Together in a knot. They've tied me and they've brought me back To thinking 'bout the past. The magic of a single song The beauty that's unveiled. Come rain come shine or wind or cloud still music will be there __________________ Quote: Originally Posted by Coeurli;5537657 I once watched a documentary on TV about homeschooling, and the kids all had long hair. That's all I remember "You mustn't be afraid to dream a little bigger, darling." 4, 8, 15, 16, 23, 42

04-08-2012, 06:04 PM	#13
the scientist is dead Coldplayer Join Date: Jun 2012 Posts: 2,516 My Mood: Location: on the top... Gender: Chat posts: 0 Thanks given: 129 Thanked 25 Times in 20 Posts	Wow....these are so great...I'm honestly inspired!!!

04-08-2012, 10:15 PM	#14
ichrek Coldplayer Join Date: Dec 2011 Posts: 298 My Mood: Chat posts: 0 Thanks given: 79 Thanked 23 Times in 15 Posts	Wooow truly amazing poems all lf you !! I am blown away ...like seriously !!

16-08-2012, 01:59 PM	#15
Phytoplankton la di dah Join Date: Jun 2012 Posts: 80 My Mood: Chat posts: 0 Thanks given: 10 Thanked 3 Times in 3 Posts	Here - I have another one. It's quite happy. I tried to use rhythm (using my biro as a metronome...!): It's called Euro-Hyper: There's light splattered all over the floor From rays fluttering, fluttering The warmth of these feet transcends and pours The toenails stuttering, stuttering Beyond swirling combustion of the mind From pure happiness eager to find Hyperactivity, an escalated, broken ballad; The shards recollecting, creating like ashes. It has a reference to one of my favourite songs - see if you can guess!