Poems and other lyrical stuff

[Karle94]

Have a fancy poem you´d like to share or just made one, post it here.

I´ll start


Ode to the fallen
Guns to the left, guns to the right, guns in front of them and guns at the back
unflinching resolve, they marshall their might
as dawn approaches, they face the attack
their fate unknown, bravely they fight
numbers few, a luxury they lack


Soldiers fall, their lines are crumbling
numbers dwindle, their bodies aches
the earth shakes, their enemies stumbling
drive them back, what ever it takes
forward they march, their offensive tumbling


The battle is lost, but fight they must
embedded deep in the mudd
forever upon the Earth´s crust
honor and duty stained by blood
their honor and reputation forever robust


In the end, the last man falls
their enemy severly depleted
weakened, the invasion stalls
their efforts forever deleted
the news of the defeat apalls


To home the enemy returns, forever disgraced
while the fallen, forever remebered
with courage, the enemy they faced
the ranks of the families, now dismembered
the fallen are completely unreplaced.

[Takeda Shingen]

As I have mentioned before, my favorite poet is the great modernist, T. S. Eliot. I won't be too derivative in posting links to The Waste Land, even though it is probably my favorite, so I will instead post links to the more obscure Four Quartets. They are among my favorite, but far too lengthy to copy and post here. The few of you that wish to read them can follow the urls.

I -- Burnt Norton

http://allspirit.co.uk/norton.html

II -- East Coker

http://allspirit.co.uk/coker.html

III -- The Dry Salvages

http://allspirit.co.uk/salvages.html

IV -- Little Gidding

http://allspirit.co.uk/gidding.html

[Penguin]

@Karle: Is this your work? If so: respect! :yeah: I searched for the author and found only this thread.


Here's my favorite poem:

they, all of them, know by Charles Bukowski

ask the side walk painters of Paris
ask the sunlight on a sleeping dog
ask the 3 pigs
ask the paperboy
ask the music of Donizetti
ask the barber
ask the murderer
ask the man leaning against a wall
ask the preacher
ask the maker of cabinets
ask the pickpocket or the
pawnbroker or the glass blower
or the seller of manure or
the dentist
ask the revolutionist
ask the man who sticks his head in
the mouth of a lion
ask the man who will release the next
atom bomb
ask the man who thinks he's Christ
ask the bluebird who comes home
at night
ask the peeping Tom
ask the man dying of cancer
ask the man who needs a bath
ask the man with one leg
ask the blind
ask the man with the lisp
ask the opium eater
ask the trembling surgeon
ask the leaves you walk upon
ask a rapist or a
streetcar conductor or an old man
pulling weeds in his garden
ask a bloodsucker
ask a trainer of fleas
ask a man who eats fire
ask the most miserable man you can
find in his most
miserable moment
ask a teacher of judo
ask a rider of elephants
ask a leper, a lifer, a lunger
ask a professor of history
ask the man who never cleans his nails
ask a clown or ask the first face you see
in the light of day
ask your father
ask your son and
his son to be
ask me
ask a burned-out bulb in a paper sack
ask the tempted, the damned, the foolish
the wise, the slavering
ask the builders of temples
ask the men who have never worn shoes
ask Jesus
ask the moon
ask the shadows in the closet
ask the moth, the monk, the madman
ask the man who draws cartoons for The New Yorker
ask a goldfish
ask a fern shaking to a tapdance
ask the map of India
ask a kind face
ask the man hiding under your bed
ask man you hate the most in this
world
ask the man who drank with Dylan Thomas
ask the man who laced Jack Sharkey's gloves
ask the sad-faced man drinking coffee
ask the plumber
ask the man who dreams of ostriches every
night
ask the ticket taker at a freak show
ask the counterfeiter
ask the man sleeping in an alley under
a sheet of paper
ask the conquerors of nations and planets
ask the man who has just cut off his finger
ask a bookmark in the bible
ask the water dripping from a faucet while
the phone rings
ask perjury
ask the deep blue paint
ask the parachute jumper
ask the man with the bellyache
ask the divine eye so sleek and swimming
ask the boy wearing tight pants in
the expensive academy
ask the man who slipped in the bathtub
ask the man chewed by the shark
ask the one who sold me the unmatched
gloves
ask these and all those I have left out
ask the fire the fire the fire —
ask even the liars
ask anybody you please at any time
you please on any day you please
whether it's raining or whether
the snow is there or whether
you are stepping out onto a porch
yellow with warm heat
ask this ask that
ask the man with bird**** in his hair
ask the torturer of animals
ask the man who has seen many bullfights in Spain
ask the owners of new Cadillacs
ask the famous
ask the timid
ask the albino
and the statesman
ask the landlords and the poolplayers
ask the phonies
ask the hired killers
ask the bald men and the fat men
and the tall men and the
short men
ask the one-eyed men, the
oversexed and undersexed men
ask the men who read all the newspaper editorials
ask the men who breed roses
ask the men who feel almost no pain
ask the dying
ask the mowers of lawns and the attenders
of football games
ask any of these or all of these
ask ask ask and
they'll all tell you:

a snarling wife on the balustrade is more
than a man can bear.

[Karle94]

It is indeed mine. Thought it up whilst taking a crap.