Poetry & Writing

[Yggdrasilion]

This is the only place I felt was somewhat appropriate.
As I've noted in my introduction, I've dabbled in poetry and other forms of literature over the years, and since I'm new here, I felt like sharing some of it might be a good way of opening up to the group xP

This is a little glimpse into my poetry work. Don't know if it's any of your cup of tea, but I'm really not too bothered if it isn't. If it is, wonderful

Feel free to share things that you enjoy doing outside of the insanity that is MCME.

 

[TheSpeedy_]

My favorite Walt Whitman poem: O Captain! My Captain!

Spoiler

O CAPTAIN! my Captain! our fearful trip is done;
The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won;
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring:
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.


O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up--for you the flag is flung--for you the bugle trills; 10
For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths--for you the shores a-crowding;
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
Here Captain! dear father!
This arm beneath your head;
It is some dream that on the deck,
You've fallen cold and dead.


My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still;
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will;
The ship is anchor'd safe and sound, its voyage closed and done;
From fearful trip, the victor ship, comes in with object won; 20
Exult, O shores, and ring, O bells!
But I, with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.

Walt Whitman