Caer's Corner

[-J-]

Instead of making a new thread for each poem like I'd been doing, I'm just going to keep posting them to this thread. I've already gone back and deleted some because... ever look at something you wrote and think to yourself, "Who wrote this crap?" It happens a lot with artists of any kind. And it happened with some of the poems I wrote. A number of them just felt like they were too blunt, like I was trying to smush words into a frame that they just weren't meant for. 

My biggest inspirations are Robert Frost and Emily Dickinson, with some nods to Shel Silverstein and John Updike, just off the top of my head. Hope you all enjoy.

Reinforcements, Part 2

And there I returned.

Why did I come back?

I know the answer all too well.

I cannot forget.

I was there to see it firsthand.

But long after the kingdom collapsed

I could not say how much time elapsed

Now I lie down in its foundation

Resting in my camp.

I extinguished my lamp.

What a strange sensation

I felt as I laid down

I could see the queen's crown

Crowds in exultation

Every blade of grass

Waving like scores of sheathed swords en masse.

The moon full overhead

I am filled with dread

Though my charge is long gone

Never to return

Scattered to the four winds

Like fish fins

Flying away from a stone.

I say goodnight to the princess

On a journey to see the palace her soldiers razed long ago.

Should I serve this new liege -- the one who usurped my queen's throne?

As I settle into slumber, I think I know the answer.

♫

[Cath]

It’s nice to see some poems again

[-J-]

The Tastiest Treat



The tastiest treat
cannot be beat
and such a Feat
is one I greet!

The flavor meets
Like a birdie's tweets
to my Ear at my seat
Like A pleasant heat.
Or even a pleasant Sleet?

No odours of peat
No sour teat
nor exhaust from a Corveete
must I yeet
from my neat
picnic sheet.

If you want the deets
on the Tastiest treats
then I shall mete
out my deep secrete!

The tastiest Treat
the One I cannot eat
is by far the Most sweet.