ThatWhichIs Posted May 25, 2012 Report Share Posted May 25, 2012 Hello there! You! Yes you, sitting at the computer! I've got a request for you!I consider myself a poet (not an amazing one by any stretch, but I have been published a few times before), and yet I often find myself lacking in subject matter for my poems! So I'm asking you to help with that! Basically, I'm interested in all of the strange, crazy, and not-often-seen ideas for subjects of poems that you can come up with. I love writing poetry about strange things, such as the personification of madness, or computer code, or even universal constants (such as gravity).However, I do request that any ideas submitted be inherently safe for all ages.If I use an idea of yours, I'll be sure to let you know! And when I've finished a poem based off of one of these ideas (or at least gotten through several revisions of it) I'll post it here for you all to see!I look forwards to seeing some off-the-wall ideas!Much appreciated!Note: The idea can (obviously) be about something pony related. I have yet to try my hand (or is it hoof?) at writing anything specifically about ponies, so it'd be an interesting challenge. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SonicRainboomGirl Posted May 25, 2012 Report Share Posted May 25, 2012 Another poet?Consider my request...a poem about stealing another persons OC and making a Facebook page for them and refusing to take it down and being a total butt about it. 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ancre Posted May 25, 2012 Report Share Posted May 25, 2012 Another poet ! How have you been published, if I can slightly derail the thread for a second ? And for a poem idea ... write me something about the tumblr multiverse ! Also, can I see what you have written ? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ThatWhichIs Posted May 25, 2012 Author Report Share Posted May 25, 2012 Hmm... should have reserved the second post to put up the poems on... but that'll be this post! To answer your question, Ancre, I've been published in a few literary magazines... I can't remember which ones. It was very, very long ago. As in, back in high school. Memory, why must you suck so much? And as for my other poems... *Ponders* Sure, I'll post a few of them. Will probably make another thread for them, so things don't get confusing.Poems will go below! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CrescentBlaze Posted May 25, 2012 Report Share Posted May 25, 2012 perhaps if you are into personification then maybe personify the course of human history, its rises and falls its birth and eventual death. Maybe an ode to the lost connection between people and nature and how we used to be a part of it but have shunned it and separated ourselves from the environment we were born in. I know it isnt your style but this just came to mind as I was typing this, a ballad about a dragon atop a mountain lonely but full of pride, she has no mate and turns away all male dragons who court her. There is however a man that slowly befriends her and they grow attached to one another. He climbs her mountain every week to see her and send the night and share in her company and even though they cannot communicate there is an understanding of companionship. She likes how he has to work hard to climb the mountain to reach her showing that she is a prize worth suffering for. however trekking up the mountain all the time ages the man faster and one day as he is climbing, in his age and fatigue, simply dies in his efforts. the Dragoness is dismayed when her companion does not come at his usual day and goes looking for him. When she finds him dead on her mountain pass she goes mad with self pity and guilt tearing down the mountain of her pride and toppling it upon herself to be forever entombed inside.Holy mother of all Equestria did I just come up with all that off the top O my head??? O_O...cooool 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SonicRainboomGirl Posted May 25, 2012 Report Share Posted May 25, 2012 Crescent...holy Celestia! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CrescentBlaze Posted May 25, 2012 Report Share Posted May 25, 2012 Crescent...holy Celestia!Cant tell if good or bad...good? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SonicRainboomGirl Posted May 25, 2012 Report Share Posted May 25, 2012 No, I'm just kidding. It's really super good!! Surprisingly so... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CrescentBlaze Posted May 25, 2012 Report Share Posted May 25, 2012 sssshhhhhh dont tell anyone...I may have a special talent for ideas and concepts still not sure yet though... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ThatWhichIs Posted May 25, 2012 Author Report Share Posted May 25, 2012 *Nods, stunned near-speechless by the amazingly thought-out ideas*I... love them. I will get to work on the first one, about the personification of history, tomorrow. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SonicRainboomGirl Posted May 25, 2012 Report Share Posted May 25, 2012 I can't wait to read THAT poem! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CrescentBlaze Posted May 25, 2012 Report Share Posted May 25, 2012 welcome! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CrescentBlaze Posted May 25, 2012 Report Share Posted May 25, 2012 And hooray Im useful! 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SonicRainboomGirl Posted May 25, 2012 Report Share Posted May 25, 2012 That was just D'awww 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ThatWhichIs Posted May 28, 2012 Author Report Share Posted May 28, 2012 So, this is a semi-rough-draft. It's gone through a few revisions, but I still don't think it's really complete yet.Lady History - Idea thanks to CrescentBlazeA loud crywailing in the dawn,small, tender hand reachingpulls herself into the light,Child kneeling on the rocky shore, thetwig in their handscrapes and dragsthrough wet sand, formingpictures, symbolsThey riseand the world rises with themgiants of stone brick, shouldering asidethe raw sand and dirtforming graceful larchesgrand hallssweeping colonnadesA great windhowling like a thousandcaged demonsblasts those halls, thosepillars of enforced mightSends them crashing downSends the girl running, mindlessinto caves, to huddleventuring outside only briefly,only for the smallest amountfearing retributionfrom aboveShe carvesinto those damp wallscarving mockeriesof the palace that once wasthe palace from dreams, and memoryDigging deeperalways deepercavern floor stained redby the sharp rocksAnd deep within, enclosedby long-dead stone,the growing child rediscovers wonderrediscovers faithin the gleaming metal she findsthe black, bubbling liquidcovering herself, helps herto ignore the pain from diggingas she slowly, meticulouslybends the metal to her willSilence had descended upon the surfacerain drips into the roughly carved, red floorfrom deep within comes a scratchand another, and anotherand the girl, nowa young woman, returnsmetal clinging to hersealing old wounds and causing newas she hauls machineafter machineout from the depths,burning gaze fixed upon the skyUpon the stars she claims as her own. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CrescentBlaze Posted May 28, 2012 Report Share Posted May 28, 2012 ooooohoohoo I LIKE IT! Scratch that I love it! The ending was by far my favorite part. The idea of mankind mending itself with machinery was wonderful and how she steps out of the cave with an ambition to take what she believes is hers really just resonates so well! BRAVO! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kryptchild Posted May 28, 2012 Report Share Posted May 28, 2012 I wrote a poem once! It's really vague and a little dark, though not exactly pony related. I came up with it while mowing the lawn one day, I can post it if you think it'll be a useful inspiration piece. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ThatWhichIs Posted May 28, 2012 Author Report Share Posted May 28, 2012 Pony related is not a requirement by a long-shot. If you want to post it, or a synopsis of it or some such, I won't stop you. After all, this thread is really supposed to be for me getting new ideas for poems. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ThatWhichIs Posted May 28, 2012 Author Report Share Posted May 28, 2012 Also, thank you CrescentBlaze. I fear I focused a bit much on European history in general for that one, but it's what I know best. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CrescentBlaze Posted May 28, 2012 Report Share Posted May 28, 2012 thats understandable every artist is allowed a little bias, it gives flavor to their work Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kryptchild Posted May 28, 2012 Report Share Posted May 28, 2012 It's pretty short actually... well sorta, you'll see. It IS a little ideologically sensitive... but it goes to very little detail.If it upsets or offends anyone I can remove it.ConfinedA dull ringing about her head alerted the child; she was not dead.She rose then fell, bound to her bed. Her restraints leather, the sheets were red.Struggling in the dark unable to breath; immobile beneath her cotton prisons weave.Promises and freedom fabricated to deceive. Respite from suffering? There is no leave. No cries for help without a voice. Alone in darkness a life without choice.The agony began, penetrating and vile. Crimson flowing and screams most wild.Cold eyes were watching, though none could be seen. Overseeing the necessary acts of unclean.The ritual stretched for hours… days… perhaps even weeks. Nothing would be done for the cries of the tortured, the wretched, the meek.The ritual over, her mind broken by strife… Mercy would take her pitiful life.The lights turn on blinding her with dread. Cold, dirty hands grip and turn her head."Administering amnesiac" the heartless one claimed. For all of her woes, she herself was to blame.The bite of the needle (no more than a prick). Her mind became fuzzy, murky, and thick….A dull ringing about her head alerted the child; she was not dead… Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ThatWhichIs Posted May 28, 2012 Author Report Share Posted May 28, 2012 Hmm... that can be viewed several ways. None offending (at least to me), but I may have written something similar to this a while ago. I must go see if I can find it anymore... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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