Favourite Poems Options

[Diamandis]

Although personally I'm not a huge fan of poetry, there are a few that get to me.

My signature, for example is a poem called 'I Do Not Weep' by Mary E Fry. I heard it on a episode of Desperate Housewives once and I fell in love with it. Seeing as it's the anniversary of my nan's passing today, the poem always makes me think of her.

My siggy is a shortened version, but the full version is:

"Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the softly falling snow.
I am the gentle showers of rain,
I am the fields of ripening grain.

I am in the morning hush,
I am in the graceful rush
Of beautiful birds in circling flight.
I am in the starshine of the night.

I am in the flowers that bloom,
I am in a quiet room.
I am in the birds that sing,
I am in everything.

Do not stand at my grave & cry,
I am not there, I did not die."

Do you guys have any poems, even ones written by yourself or others, that you'd like to share?

[Colonel Mustard]

Poem I threw together today. Super duper mega alpha first draft, but whatevs, fam.

The Reasonable Man

Let us examine the reasonable man:

His hair is dark, as are his eyes
He is of average height and average build
He is not ugly, nor is he particularly handsome
He was educated well, at a good school
A diligent student, he graduated from a respectable university
He is intelligent, witty and of a good nature

He works for the government,
He is honest in his work,
He is looked upon favourably by his superiors and colleagues, and none speak ill of him
When he returns from work, he greets his wife with a kiss and his children with an embrace
He will help wash up after dinner
He will help his children do their homework
On some days, he will drive his son and daughter to school
He is a loving husband and responsible father

If one were to ask the reasonable man which department he works for, he would say his job concerns the enforcing of the law
This is true, for the law is very important to him, as it is to all reasonable men
If one were to press the reasonable man for details, he would say that he works in a role similar to that of a judge
This is also true

Let us observe the reasonable man as he goes about his day:

He arrives at work in his respectably priced, practical car
He greets his colleagues, exchanges small talk, goes to his office, sits at his desk
On his desk a picture of his family, as well as a file
He reads the file. He makes notes. After some time, he comes to a decision.

He calls one of his colleagues, and explains his decision
He rises from his desk, and goes to the courtyard that resides at the back of his office
There, he meets a group of his workmates
They are from another department, but they all work for the same government

The subjects of the file are lead into the courtyard
Their hands are tied together with rope
Black bags are placed over their heads
They are thin
They have been beaten
This is because they are not reasonable people

The reasonable man does not hate them
Instead he pities them
He pities the defects of thought that lead them astray
He pities the fact that they cannot be reasonable as he is
He pities their ultimate fate

He will not stop it, however
The penalty has been agreed upon by reasonable men like himself
It is one that, while he may dislike, he understands
It is reasonable

The reasonable man nods to his colleagues
They form a line
The rifles they raise speak the madness of reasonable men who believe they are doing the right thing

Afterwards, as the bodies are cleared away, the reasonable man shares a cigarette with the soldiers and jokes with them
He congratulates them on their good work, and shakes the hands of some
It is a normal part of his job, and one that is well done

Afterwards, he drives home
He greets his wife and children
There is little to say about his day
His day was perfectly ordinary

He is the reasonable man
Fear him.