Poems

By **Rowan**. 05/05/09, 01:44 pm

Meh I've recently handed in my poem section for my Creative Writing paper, and since no one else is ever gonna see them, I might as well post them here. I would say no guarantees for the quality, but we were taught not to add disclaimers like that for our work :3

Watcher

There she is again

Long dark hair framing

A pale oval face

Stark under the harsh street lights

This time she is wrapped

In a cute noir greatcoat

Cinched tight at the waist

And her long legs are clad –

I frown, annoyed

She has passed into shadow

The stretch of street between

One lamp post and the next

I twitch the curtains

And strain my eyes;

I worry, the darkness

Contains many a danger

The lights flick on suddenly

Framing me against the window

Turning my gaze upon myself

As the glass switches to a dark mirror

My gentle frown returns

Then I nod in decision –

I turn to deal with my wife

With a thoughtful last glance at the street

But all I see is a

Sickly face in the window’s reflection

Eyes bright with purpose

He’ll Be Fine

You are 13 years old,

So you shrug it off

And turn to your room, your haven,

As your father stumbles to his.

‘Heatstroke, maybe’, he says

He’ll be fine

You are riding in an ambulance;

It would be fun,

But you are alone

With your father in the back

He’ll be fine

You are sitting next to a hospital bed

Clutching a clipboard

You try to focus on the form,

And when your father does not answer

You are surprised

He’ll be fine

You are 13 years old,

So you shrug it off

Even though you father is still away.

He lives of course,

You were never quite able to imagine otherwise,

So he’ll be fine

Won’t he?

Park Street Gallery

There is a room in Westminster

That he calls a gallery –

A treasure trove of ancient art

On display for those with the privilege to enter.

He surrounds himself with the ancient;

Static marble statues

Carelessly cluttering the floor

And scattered across the writing desks.

He and his associates are educated men

With an appropriate appreciation of fine art –

But their faces are turned away

From the rich history around them.

They study their books

And have their deep discussions

Content with the importance

The atmosphere bestows upon them.

In the Park Street Gallery –

An ambitious name for what is

In truth merely a scholar’s study,

History is stagnant.

Poems by Rowan Gardiner

By **Duckeh**. 05/05/09, 02:03 pm

I... I... I love you? ;3;

By creature124. 05/05/09, 02:09 pm

I don't claim to be an expert...

But these are amazing~ No need for any disclaimers here, I assert.

I don't read alot of poetry, most of it is just too damnably obscure. But these, I love them~ Reads more like a story.

But despite that, I think the last one was my favorite. Probably just the theme of it, it sort of struck a chord with me.

By Squeaky. 05/05/09, 02:11 pm

Woah. They are all so great. I specially love the 2nd one. It = :sadcry:

ILU~<3

By **Rowan**. 05/05/09, 02:43 pm

Wow I have to say I wasn't actually expecting anyone to read them XD

Duckeh: yay!~ Thankies

Creature: That's a very high compliment :) I have to say I wasn't that much a fan of poetry, but I have a bit more of an appreciation now doing this course. I'm glad they read like a story. The last one was based on a painting I found in my Greek Art texbook, and it really struck me how all the famous greek statues were randomly cluttered in the room, and the guys in it weren't even looking at them.

Itachiladas: Thank you! I'm happy the second one makes you feel that way (as bizzare as that sounds lol) as it's a true story, so I'm glad my emotions got across :)

Now back to writing that short story that's due tomorrow at 9. It's only half finished D'OH

By creature124. 05/05/09, 02:55 pm

Heh, I tell it like I see it is all.

Ah but this, this is a story I know well~ I got my marks back for an assignment I did in the evening before the due date today, 87%, rocking~

Not really sure what to be saying...not good luck at least. Usually I'd say good hunting, but that doesn't work either. Well fark. Go for it, don't let us distract you~

By Ginger Ninja. 05/05/09, 03:19 pm

Wow o.o
Those poems are amazing!

Especially the 2nd one, its so moving...

I love them ^.^
<3

By **Rowan**. 06/05/09, 09:01 am

Creature: lol well I hope I do okay! I finished at 3 am /facepalm/

Ginger Ninja: Thank you Very Happy

The second one is a true story, so I'm glad you find it moving!

By Adulescentulus Carnifex. 07/05/09, 05:21 am

Very nice

, they are good quality Very Happy

i made a poem for you too. i call it:

My Inferiority

As i read these poems
i begin to think
and slowly grim realization
takes its steely grip

putting 4 words on
each line, really doesnt
make a poem all that
fine. so once again
i take the time
slowly breaking into rhyme

Rowan's words are more
like art, compared to
mine which make you
fart.

Very Happy

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