Poetry Corner

  1. I know we have some talented literary folks here. C'mon... share! I'll be bold and start with one of mine.

    You know how you drive down a highway and pass by farmhouses or big fields with an old abandoned vehicle out there? Well, here is my interpretation of this sight:


    I've been sitting here, so long, so old
    Weather-beaten, tired and cold.
    Rusty places from neglect
    Just getting by, one day to the next.

    Oh, the days, the days of my youth!
    Gliding down the avenue,
    Shining chrome, whitewall tires
    The hum of my motor setting souls on fire.

    Sure, the new models now, so sleek and so fast
    Yet they lack the spirit and heart of the past.
    For I come from tradition, my mind forged from steel
    Your fiberglass body, a cheap rendition unreal.

    No, NO I stay here no longer!
    Stuck in this rotting shell.
    I KNOW there is more intended
    For this classic to tell.

    For you see, I'm rolling out of this cornfield
    No longer shade for bug life
    I'll find my own restoration
    Bring my soul back to light.

    You'll wonder where I've gone to
    Why you don't see me as much.
    I'm in the repair shop
    But I'll still keep in touch.

    Once I emerge from my convalescence
    Restored to my intended glory
    You'll marvel at my wonder
    And ask for my story.

    Heads will turn as they view my chassis
    Oh what a glory divine!
    The distinction of a Packard
    The allure of a Chevy '69

    You'll think of better days when love was simple, grand and free
    When men were men and women were
    Just simply that one "to be".

    You'll lust after my comfort and
    You'll long for my sweet mellow ride.
    Know this, my friend, and know it well,
    A classic instills pride.

    Yes, my restoration, my restoration is underway
    You'll wonder where I've gone to,
    Why so long I've been away.

    Yes, you'll wonder where I've gone to,
    Why you don't see me as much.
    I'm undergoing RESTORATION
    But I'll still keep in touch......

    Copyright 2002, LasVegasRN

    Last edit by LasVegasRN on Aug 2, '02
  2. 133 Comments

  3. by   Rustyhammer
    I like it!
  4. by   DebsZoo
    Very nice LasVegas, love poetry, and your's is good
    Thanks for sharing!
    My mother is the poet in this family.........only talent I have is cooking <sigh>
    (accounts for the hips, lol)
  5. by   LasVegasRN
    Thanks, guys! Now PLEASE be honest, I'm going to do this one at a poetry reading. If it's blah or just fair, say so, I don't want to be embarrassed! I've got others I can try..
  6. by   nursegoodguy
    Yeahhhhh (how do you spell yay?) You go LasVegas Baby!
    MORE!!! MORE!!! MORE!!! MORE!!! MORE!!! MORE!!! MORE!!! MORE!!! MORE!!! MORE!!! MORE!!! MORE!!! MORE!!! MORE!!! MORE!!! MORE!!! MORE!!! MORE!!! MORE!!! MORE!!! MORE!!! MORE!!! MORE!!! MORE!!! MORE!!! MORE!!! MORE!!! MORE!!! MORE!!! MORE!!! MORE!!! MORE!!!

    Okay I'll try to think of something too but it'll probably be full of sexual inuendo...
  7. by   Mattigan
    I want to hear more- I love poetry. I liked the poem, I think the old car would say exactly that.
  8. by   NurseDennie
    Wow. Yeah, it's good.

    It's really good.

    Tell us some more, please. Just write Copyright2002 by LasVegasRN on them.


  9. by   LasVegasRN
    Giuseppe, you are such a sweetheart! :kiss

    As you wish, here is another one:

    I Want to Be

    I want to be your tranquil lake
    In your deepest valley

    I want to be your drink of cool water
    On your hottest summer day

    I want to be your gentle breeze
    In your bright sun

    When you look into my eyes
    I want you to see a calm flame

    When you look into my heart
    I want you to see your sanctuary

    When you peer into my soul
    I want you to see devotion

    When you look

    I want you to see


    Copyright 2001, LasVegasRN
  10. by   DebsZoo
    Oh my goodness, that is beautiful!!
    I love it..............You Go Girl!

  11. by   NurseDennie
    Yes, yes, Beautiful!!! You can tell they're very good because they put you IN that mood, as opposed to just reading them.


  12. by   LasVegasRN
    Wow, thanks! My head is starting to swell.

    Last one:

    Journey's Prayer

    I set out on my path, I did,
    down a long and winding road.
    Some bumps, some holes, some crooks, some bends
    setting forth so bold, I did.

    Skipped merrily down a cherry lane
    Hopped past the blueberry patch
    Jumped laughing through the poppy fields
    Landing in the strawberry patch.

    Then one day the road was worn
    I tripped and scraped my knees.
    The joy and laughter escaped me,
    It left so suddenly.

    I used to leap so high over bumps... I did.
    Feet moving fast as light,
    never faltering, always steady
    But now something is not right.

    My eyes well up with tears each time
    I fall into a hole
    It didn't used to bother me
    But now I'm bruised and cold.

    The path is so empty now
    I can't hear when the birds sing
    A deafness has fallen over me
    No longer a soul whispering.

    Spirit, please come rescue me
    Protect me from harms way
    A stranger has come uninvited
    So resistant to casting away.

    He laughs at my misfortune
    Guffaws at my mistakes
    Cackles over my loneliness
    Finds joy in my bad faith.

    I need you, Spirit, please hear my plea
    for the time is getting late.
    The leaves are falling from the trees
    the branches easy to break.

    Would you understand me Spirit
    When I say I'm losing faith?
    No, not in the Almighty,
    but trusting in my fate?

    I'm feeling alone, and terrified
    in places I should not be.
    I'm embarrassed that I'm falling short
    of the person you want me to be.

    So I beg you, Lord, my God on high
    PLEASE be with me this time
    Forgive me for any sins I've committed
    from not being in my right mind.

    Copyright 2002, LasVegasRN
  13. by   warrior woman
    Reach Out To Me Reach out to me when your feeling sad. Reach out to me when your feeling glad. Don't be afraid for I am tough. I will ALWAYS be there when the going gets rough. Just REACH REACH with all your might. I know it's so hard but today you must fight. Fight against the pain fight against the rage. You have the keys to break free of your cage. So reach toward those who love you toward that healing balm; The struggling will soon cease and all will be calm. Just reach for the power that comes from above;and always know in your heart that that you are ALWAYS LOVED. Warrior Woman.
  14. by   DebsZoo
    A wonderful poem, again.............and Yes, Nurse Dennie, they DO put you there, and you're right, that's what makes them so good.
    To read something, and really feel it.........that is a special talent/gift, LasVegas.
    I am so glad that we all have our special gifts............how boring it would be if everyone was able to do only the same things.
    Thanks so much for sharing them all, LasVegas!!
    Please...........the rest of you poets out there..........share