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  1. stigmaticman

    Another Poetic Endeavor

    On the Brim of Sweet Fountains The pebbles kept in my heart, submerged in fondness of days, when the river is already cut, and they lie in glassy currents, like thoughts of a different time, when the flow of seasons has rubbed away the jagged edges, as epoch after epoch has left me here...
  2. stigmaticman

    Loosed From the Dark (a love poem)

    I know it's been awhile, but here's a special for valentines day ________________________________________________ Canto IV: Strangers in the Night (part one) With the long hours of the night slowly Passing, Psyche lay in her bed not knowing What had become of her husband to be, Wondering if...
  3. stigmaticman

    Another Poetic Endeavor

    glad you like them, and that you're in tune with it. means I'm doing something right... thanks here's some more for ya. The Desire to Create Thriving Verse Many a time, I've tried to no avail, My hands to fashion, in attempts awry; All the times I've tried, all the times I've failed, Like...
  4. stigmaticman

    Another Poetic Endeavor

    We're Only Human We're human by nature, We eat from the tree Of the knowledge of good and evil, And we all fall from grace. We are made of clay, In earthen vessels, Made in our father's likeness, yet We're human by nature. Like all who are brought up, We live to be free, A little bit...
  5. stigmaticman

    Another Poetic Endeavor

    Mistress Night Of all the feelings I have culled, Finding my heart in silent woe, When events had in some way pulled The inward eye upon my soul, I cried my tears, gently falling, From solemn thoughts of sweet remorse, I heard the darkness come calling, Inviting me to intercourse. Loss of love...
  6. stigmaticman

    Another Poetic Endeavor

    Wasteland I find my mind a desolate wasteland, Barren of form, full of empty logic, And lacking anything that’s worth a damn Like an empty can void of product, That easily crumples for lack of substance, And is worthless but for its scrap value, As is every thought that goes through my head. A...
  7. stigmaticman

    Another Poetic Endeavor

    It Was the Coldest of Nights It was the coldest of nights, A lamp shown in the window. A man by the light warmed His hands as they trembled. Silently, he sat in his room, He looked to the book by his side, The lamplight pulsed real low, It was the coldest of nights. The Bible laying by his...
  8. stigmaticman

    Another Poetic Endeavor

    Words Words are such strange beings! Due to their sporadic nature, They can’t help but complicate. They stand together, but are divided. Due to their sporadic nature, As they mingle amongst themselves, They stand together, but are divided. That’s how they congregate. As they mingle amongst...
  9. stigmaticman

    Another Poetic Endeavor

    My TV Takes Me Away in a Way TV may be a way to be. It's now, yet somehow without space, But it's a crazy little light show That plays upon a small stage! It's now, yet somehow without space, But when you no longer weigh reality, Eyes play upon the small stage, And you get lost in the moment...
  10. stigmaticman

    Another Poetic Endeavor

    Picture Perfect the days come near to those who live them, take yourself a photograph capture the day In mindful sight, as the day becomes our life story a daytime romance, photogenic lovers, a look and a snap, the times we have the picture show realized world, the fluttering lights shutter...
  11. stigmaticman

    Another Poetic Endeavor

    Love in My Cup When love is near, I hold sweet feelings safe, Like nectar filling up a flower's cup, Sparkling sweet in the Sun's warm embrace, Swaying in tides of summer days anew, Spirit of the day, wakened by the breeze, Nature's child, warm Earth, brought up in her arms, Love, kept in my...
  12. stigmaticman

    Another Poetic Endeavor

    A Silent Death What has now taken hold of my young heart? How I have lain awake, lost to my feelings, Holding my palm, so near my chest, I pause, Slowing my breath, as I listen for beating, I become silent, intent on my heart, Watching, still, waiting for signs to appear, When suddenly, my...
  13. stigmaticman

    Another Poetic Endeavor

    Through My Fingers I'm at a loss for words, My thoughts elude me, Like water through my fingers, I cannot grasp it. My thoughts elude me, I'm grasping for the air, I cannot catch it! Elusive as it is! I'm grasping for the air, How am I to respond? Elusive as it is, What can I even say? How...
  14. stigmaticman

    As I have been with You (poem)

    yup, what more could you ask for? ;)
  15. stigmaticman

    As I have been with You (poem)

    As I have been with You As I have been with you, When you kindly listened, I remind you friends, It has opened doors in my heart. When you kindly listened, And you held me in regard, It has opened doors in my heart Of the ways joy can be found. And, you held me in regard, As you listened to...
  16. stigmaticman

    A Few Of Stiggy Says (poetry)

    lovely, altogether lovely poppy;)
  17. stigmaticman

    A Few Of Stiggy Says (poetry)

    thanks, here's another... ___________________ Around Me I take a minute, and listen, As my ears take in all the sounds That surround me, in such vivid Arrays, with everything around Coming to life, each from actions. I sit and imagine their source, Many begin to encourage me, Like the song...
  18. stigmaticman

    A Few Of Stiggy Says (poetry)

    thanks _________________ Ode to the Night Skies Cloudless skies unburden me, My heart, closing the distance, Lost in now and forever, The deep black comes near, As past and now bed together, While Earth stands silent under my feet. The night skies open before me, In awe, as my eyes ponder, A...
  19. stigmaticman

    NOW AND THEN WHEN IT GETS VERSE....

    First, I'd like to clear something up. When I referred to the ballad as being like the sonnet, I misspoke. The ode is what I was thinking of. The ode is ken to the sonnet, and shares many similarities. Sorry for the mishap. As for your poem 'The Eagle' it was a pleasant surprise to read. It...
  20. stigmaticman

    A Few Of Stiggy Says (poetry)

    Ode to the Tear O' the tears, sorrow has but loosed, to fall, From eyes that burn, with fury of their passing, While upon cheeks they soak, with each and all, That wet the face, while slowly gathering, To but be wiped, and cleared, by shaky hands, When their presence becomes too much for...
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