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julix October 28th, 2004 08:09 AM

Julix's corner
I have written some poems and wanted to get feedback from you all.....Let me know what you think

As I sit alone
the house so quite
and calm
I wonder
who am I?
What do I need to do?
so many years of pretending
now it comes to this
one moment of truth
where I step in the spotlight
and see what I am made of

Happiness an elusive dream
floating through my fingers
so often slipping away
like a whim
sometimes I try to chase it
or squeeze it to get it to stay
sometimes I hold on too tight
or shy away
sometimes I don't even try
at all, but then there is
no hope...and I am not ready to
live a life without hope
So I continue to dream

I was outside; it was snowing
I was alone and it was so cold
So long ago it seemed.
The snow fell freely around me
The flakes were so beautiful and unique
So light and innocent, without a doubt.
How gently they floated down to the earth.
I reached out and tried to hold the memories
But like the snow flakes the memories melted away.

So what do you think?I had one of these published in the school newspaper
when I was fifteen.

The 14th Colony October 28th, 2004 09:05 AM

Very, very good. I like it, though it feels like the poem is about me at this time, it's how I feel pretty much. So I can relate to what you expressed in the poem. Nicely done.

justjackrandom October 28th, 2004 02:28 PM

The first one makes me want to say: Do it!!! Step out and take the risk. You CAN do it!

The next two are sad, and make me feel like I need to hug the writer...

Well done!!!



Archangel October 28th, 2004 02:31 PM

They are good, Julix :)

martok2112 October 28th, 2004 04:18 PM

Beautifully written, Julix. Beautiful indeed :) (((((((((((((Julix))))))))))) I especially enjoyed the last verse. Wonderful.

I think Muffit would be proud. ;)


thomas7g October 28th, 2004 07:24 PM

When it comes to poetry...I'm definitely colorblind. I want to say something nice. But I'm very obtuse when it comes to poetry.

BST October 28th, 2004 07:37 PM

Very nicely done, julix. :thumbsup:

I agree with JJR about the 1st poem. DO IT! Go for your dream. You get precious few opportunities to do that. If you wait too long, it's gone, like the memories you spoke about in the 3rd poem.

braxiss October 28th, 2004 07:39 PM

very nice julix :salute:

amberstar October 28th, 2004 07:48 PM

Well done sis....... You should continue to write :rose:

Muffit October 28th, 2004 11:37 PM

Verrrry nice Julix! I agree with our wonderful resident Klingon Martok, I AM proud of you! The last one gave me a little chill of warmth. Thanks for sharing!!


julix October 29th, 2004 06:17 AM

Thank you so much everyone :rose: :rose: :rose: :kiss: :kiss: :love: your words are so wonderful and kind and mean so much to me!

Thank you all!

julix October 29th, 2004 06:29 AM

Here are a couple more:
The depth of the darkness
is terrifying
like a hole that swallows you up
a strugle to get out
but no rope or ladder ever comes
The days melt together
Doing the right thing
Doing what everyone else needs
So I won't feel the pain
It cuts everywhere leaves
no place immune
The loss so profound
The destruction complete
my soul cries out
But it is loss in the void

Time stood still as I
danced round and round
with you
the most perfect moment
So wonderful and safe
I was Daddy's little girl
a princess's dream
the music so perfect
matching every step
every emotion
Glimpses of our faces
full of love and joy
round and round
we went
if I could freeze time
It would stay forever
in that dance

A soldier in a frame
the picture so clear
and yet the man
unknown to me
I memorized
every line of color
every feature
the loss of knowing
so deep
there is the father
who was gone too soon
but the loss of knowing
the man
even greater

so, I am mostly writing them out for me...but any comments appreciated.

julix October 29th, 2004 07:43 AM

Oh, I forgot des anyone have any tips on getting pubished or any information?

I tried just doing a search of gettin published and it mostly came up with books written on how to get published....LOL

julix October 29th, 2004 02:06 PM

here it is Shiningstar............

martok2112 October 29th, 2004 04:26 PM

Beautiful and evocative, Julix. A true expression of self there, indeed. I remember even in some posts how you said that you often have difficulty in expressing yourself. I think these poems, these musings prove the absolute reverse.

You truly have a gift there. Keep it up.

(((((((((((((((((((((((Julix)))))))))))))))))))))))))))) :rose: :rose: :rose:


The 14th Colony October 29th, 2004 09:19 PM

There is a lot of :heart: expressed there, a lot of adult pains and little girl fears wrapped together. Touching stuff, my friend. :)

repcisg October 30th, 2004 01:09 PM

Very nice indeed, check out some of the writers magazines, they often have listings for poetry contests and publishers.

julix October 30th, 2004 07:31 PM

Thanks Rep, 14th, and Martok

Thanks for the response you guys! You are all so wonderful :heart: :heart: :heart: It does my heart good, you don't know how much it means to me! Thanks for the tip rep!

julix October 31st, 2004 07:52 AM

As my mind goes back
through time
like a train making
stops, now and then
the tunnel gets
darker to a time
so filled with pain
My mind cries out
but my voice
is silent
a jumbled mix of thoughts
that don't make sense
confusion that has
no escape
Pain that is so deep
it is white
with no sound
no knowledge
no escape

There was a life
so perfect and complete
so filled with love and happiness
Almost like a dream
in an instant it was gone
black to white
white to black
the same things I saw
the day before
look foreign now
no color
no light
Childhood innocence lost
Joy of life forgotten
to make way for
the enourmous
pain that took over
never to leave
only to try
to be survived

julix November 2nd, 2004 06:30 AM

A soul that wanders through time
seeking to be filled
but finding emptiness
perhaps a mistake
no where to fit in
nothing that feels right
only a glimpse
of a parallel life
which can not exist
the torment is real
the searching continues
like a hungry beast
that needs to find food
for it's survival
Ravonous and wild
finding only desolation
with no way
to feel satisfied

I long for the day
when the grief
has become quiet
when the giant
will sleep forever
but for now I see
I must continue on
try to do what I must
the pain, the hurt
so great there
is no relief
only struggle
only a journey
I am forced into
and afraid to take

What cost must I pay?
What price to be released?
From a cell that has no bars
A prison with no key
many days of pushing away
the thoughts and emotions
only to have them return
with a vengence
overwhelming my mind
into silence

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