| | I wrote poetry....at at one point, I swear I must have been possessed
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10/24/2009 2:30 AM
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Not that my intention is to conjure "God or religion", or God and the devil (Satan), but "some thing" might have overtaken my mind, to the point I was dabbling in the dark arts, that is to say, the darker side of poetry. I will post one of my poems here and you tell me if I wasn't possessed by some thing, or someone at the time. (Benevolent, or otherwise, you tell me?) Also, I did not know Erse, or Scottish at all, when I began to write like this. I did consult a translater on occasion, but that was very rare and only to confirm the writing, at the time)
Th' Shadaw Fowk Frae Far Beyon'
Th' Shadaw Fowk frae far beyon'
Cam bak tae whaur they aince belong'd
An' frae th' grav's they maun duid spake
an' e'en did 'e fluirboords craik
an' curtains blow whaur flaws awa'
th' wisps of noo an' ither days
they cam aliv' in th' nicht, an' th' mirk
in foosty kellars, aye, dae lurk
They cam tae say, "noo den! We're haur!
O vaw tae ne'er forgit oos dear."
With slicht ay han', an' slicht ay e'e
thos nearbye shadaw fowk dae spy!
tae gi' oos greit wi' joost a sigh
tae suin returns th' bye an' bye
They hae a message fur th' ain
tae whom this waud descend upa'
a moment's celestial whispered sang
fer noo 'tis haur, an' noo 'tis gang!
lak smolderin' in th' ethers fray
th' Shadaw Fowk, aye, bide tyme an' play
faer seal'd within thos chamber'd waas
sic' faint distant glimmerin caas
An' haur, an' thaur, an' everywhaur
th' shad's an' shadaws dae appear
tae wake th' deid! Th' sleepin' deid
faer they can see 'fit lays aheid
Oor sools dae linger fur tha' tyme
thos Shadaw Fowk flichterin' in aur min's
Weel, aur they ony shadaws tru'
that flicker fur thit moment, through?
An sae, eh woonder wildly on
ye see them thaur, but then ther gang
th' haze betwixt th' licht sae quick
ain flick ay heaivens candlestick
Fer, are they ony secrits kept
sae fast within Akashic crypt?
an' chance sic tru' through fleetin' glanc'
swift win's upa' tha' caa tae danc'
whaur carbon copi's, blin', aur clon'd
thos shadaw fowk, frae far beyon'
Tha' wend tae say, "Noo den! I'm haur!
O vaw tae ne'er forgit oos dear."
by
Emily Nightingale
Lassie Tale-weaver
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10/24/2009 2:31 AM
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Pallid Lyart Moons O'er Muirs, De'il's Lures
E' moon ben rollin' fog diz glaw
an' poplars sway abit in raws
ain ben these paths did guide me thaur
sic, e'es ay angels glaur'd, bewaur!
sae true! Succinctly on thit mark, we
clasp'd thit frizzen moment, darkly
loomed an' hung wi' shadows, suin
the e'es saw window'd pendant moon
an' through that fog - a ghaistly chill
whaur feit mov'd abut agin' thir will
whaur fates began tae jink aboot
my heart assailed, within, withoot
I took ma chance ain nicht, did see
an loove that e'er was tae be
caud ne'er tak' me by ma hain
tae walk me ben life's sweet sleit an' rain
as clear an' stoat as crystal streams
majestically careenin' neath moonbeams
as purity pluck'd nature's lithe hand
those streams did melt lak glass frae sand
an saw ye thaur, eh kent 'twas sae
in every path weeds sprout an' graw
but underneath thit moon sae bricht
a whirlwin' spun such orbs ay licht
pallid lyart moons o'er muirs, de'il's lures
thit mesmirizin' overture!
assalin' lak thunder in ma heart
thit lightnin' rent an' splay'd in parts
then dirlin' win' loft'd me sae high
my sool was soorin' ben such skies!
thos shadows law did bid come bye
then up eh swarl'd away, did I
by
Emily Nightingale
Lassie Tale-weaver
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10/24/2009 2:32 AM
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The Jig Ay Howl - R.I.P.
"Yae hear tha' win'? we thought, her slain...
tae roarin heel an' bak, an' again...
she's whirrin' sheets through sails ay tyme
tae blaw the Howl it ay their minds"
Molly Mcguirk,
Faerie Tale-Weaver
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Lang ago, an far awa',
thaur was a pit, unlit, tae slay
whaur mirk, an' blackened hearts woods prey
an' mourn the nicht, tae slink, an' prowl
the beests fae sae far doon, in howl
the feeblest woods daur, an' sware
a wan....named hoagies underwear
behauld, the sleuth's, an aussie's truce?
cauld trace a face through ace an' deuce
but, friends.. woods ne'er be the same
the sword was drawn, wi' swiftness, aimed
revenge, a dish served best when cald
that's started young, an' fest grew aul
Whaur wee spiders dangle, thaur,
faer flutterbies an' wasps, bewaur!
The diamonds on yer back tae fade,
frae robert, an' his can o' RAID!
He's comin' aye, he swares he is,
tae mak it everybody's biz...
an' creich the whips, tae lit us know,
that god in heaven loves us sae
fer, aye, a holy rollin' roarin' fu',
not navy seal, nur jpl
this wan hud clearly crawled frae heel!
thaur cam a time, when aw was lost
an' fit a price, an' fit a cost
an' whaur, yae think, they winded up?
A'trollin' fer their evenin's sup...
Wauld be a shark, er fish, er whale?
Ur heaven's be, a snake wi' scale!
Coods be a rat, ur fangs but micht..
be quick tae flee, ur quick tae bite
Fer, was it only a metaphur?
That cam an' blew an' open door
Ur was greed, an' loost, tae fin'?
thaur lurkin', in the hearts an' min's
O rocelin, she takes her staff
An' holds it o'r the sinkin' raft
ain up'a win' does blaw, sae fierce!
an' comes, the hearts tae feest, tae pierce!
The moans an' groans ay days gain by
the echoed halls ay Howl still Cry
an' wail, whaur nothin' ever weeps,
Wha' giant, in his tempest sleeps
They played the cat an mouse tae hide
an' tempted moral genocide
an' boasted tricks abune frae heaven
it was their best, december's seven!
Weel...nae impartial tae the feud
we stubbed uir toes on thoughts sae rude but aye,
the Hounds Ay Howl still dream
thaur ne'er was heard, a burnin' scream
Tae roest upon the sticks sae sharp
an' turn a chiel frae shark, tae carp!
Fer, crocodiles, sae sweit, the tears
aye, they caur fit it is tha' fears
A caretaker shoods nae lose the keys
with doors sae open, micht mak a tease....
an' fools be tempted tae the fates
the mocker's an' the spamhaus pates
O howl, we bid ye, rest in peace
fer win's that blew saw soft as fleece
An' shood's they try tae jink abut
the Jig Ay Howl, the flame's gain it
R.I.P.
by
Emily Nightingale
Lassie Tale-weaver
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| Anonymous Coward
User ID: 773723
10/24/2009 2:34 AM | | Re: I wrote poetry....at at one point, I swear I must have been possessed | Quote |
sad trolling attempt to get your poetry noticed, I could only stand to read a few lines in  |
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10/24/2009 2:38 AM
| | Re: I wrote poetry....at at one point, I swear I must have been possessed | Quote |
No troll...just noticing that I couldn't write like that anymore, don't know why i could then, and can't imagine how. That's why I think I might have been slightly "touched", or possessed by some thing. Don't know.. |
| Anonymous Coward
User ID: 792028
10/24/2009 2:40 AM | | Re: I wrote poetry....at at one point, I swear I must have been possessed | Quote |
were you on drugs it could have been while you were on drugs i do alot of strange things when im on drugs |
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User ID: 200257
10/24/2009 2:41 AM
| | Re: I wrote poetry....at at one point, I swear I must have been possessed | Quote |
If I wanted to get my poetry noticed, I would go to poetry.com or try to get it published. The poetry itself is not the issue I present, but what is going on with a person if they have that experience of like a flash in an entire lifetime that I was able to write but not anymore. I don't understand it, is all. Is it, could it be possible, that this type of thing is channelling some entity? |
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10/24/2009 2:42 AM | | Re: I wrote poetry....at at one point, I swear I must have been possessed | Quote |
your message loud and clear
when a day was come you manifasted yourself as a man
when a night was come you manifasted yourself as a woman
when the morning its come you dont know who you're but the shadow always haunted you :p |
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10/24/2009 2:42 AM
| | Re: I wrote poetry....at at one point, I swear I must have been possessed | Quote |
were you on drugs it could have been while you were on drugs i do alot of strange things when im on drugs Quoting: Anonymous Coward 792028
Maybe a little weed. I smoke weed to this day, but can't seem to focus to write poetry anymore. |
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10/24/2009 2:43 AM
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your message loud and clear
when a day was come you manifasted yourself as a man
when a night was come you manifasted yourself as a woman
when the morning its come you dont know who you're but the shadow always haunted you :p Quoting: Anonymous Coward 795442
Never been a man...lol |
| Anonymous Coward
User ID: 795442
10/24/2009 2:43 AM | | Re: I wrote poetry....at at one point, I swear I must have been possessed | Quote |
your message loud and clear
when a day was come you manifasted yourself as a man
when a night was come you manifasted yourself as a woman
when the morning its come you dont know who you're but the shadow always haunted you :p Quoting: Anonymous Coward 795442
nah just forget it op was an actor not a master :D |
| Anonymous Coward
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10/24/2009 2:47 AM | | Re: I wrote poetry....at at one point, I swear I must have been possessed | Quote |
OP no offense but as soon as I got to the 3rd line of the first poem, I couldn't take it anymore. I stopped reading. Your poem is crap. |
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