Here's a link to it: http://www.martialartsplanet.com/magazine/poetry/index.htm To get there without the link, click "Articles" near the top of the screen, then click "Poetry". Each poem included has its own link. There's also the e-mail address you can use to submit poems. Why not give it a try? I'm imagine you're just as good as the rest of us who have submitted poems.
I don't really make poems (Though it's relatively easy) but I can make songs, to which I make up a certain beat and follow along. I would post them, but they're on my other computer, so I'll have to copy those and bring them in tomorrow. They're like punk rock based, so sue me. Also, what was that thing with the thing? Thingy. That's it. :woo:
Yikes, that is a long time -- I suspect they may have gotten lost in the shuffle -- I would re-submit them.
To those of you who have submitted poems some time ago and not seen them on the site: Submit them again, to the e-mail address mentioned on the "Poetry" page (see my post # 61 in this thread for a link). Use only that e-mail address to submit poems!
Haiku Poems about different martial arts styles. 1. Five thousand Ninjas Running swiftly down the hill To assasinate. 2. Fifty Shaolin Monks Praying quietly in peace In the old Temple. 3. An old man fighting Gracefully he takes down one Using Great Kung-fu. 4. The giants awake From slumber to competing They are called Sumos. 5. Twisting and turning In great flexibility In main capoera. 6. Taekwondo is tense To compete and train harder With mainly fast kicks 7. One jab, One left hook with one last knockout punch that wins in boxing.
Grey Days not MA related, here's one of my faves. wrote it a few years ago. Grey Daze What's the big ideaWith this grey blanket, This bleak atmosphere? Will somebody please make it clearWhy I should finish my daysUnder this dark oppressive haze? When just up there, Not far away, It's always a beautiful day. We're not here very longIn the overall scheme,So I feel it must be wrong, Not to be in beautiful places, To linger too long,Just where you happen to be Afraid to cut freeAnd move on, Not me. For when you know It's not for you,To yourself you must be true, There's a whole world of places, Where just waking in the morning, To the sunlight on your face Will make you happy.So take this from me,As a warning.. Life's too shortTo put up with grey skiesEvery morning. :yeleyes:
Yeah, I made up some huicu or whatever they are. It took like 30 seconds, so don't badger it. Hey pretty lady You wanna kill all humans? Bender's all you need Or... Halt! Kill all humans! You just made my gaydar beep Pretty snazzy, eh? :woo:
Here is something I wrote a while ago...Its not good but whatever: A Hero…In Need. A hero if one was ever. Protector of the innocent. Defender of the weak. Enforcer of the peace. Stronger than any man. Faster than any beast. Endowed with unimaginable powers. But who protects him? When he needs to cry, whose shoulder does he lean unto? Who holds him tight promising everything will be all right? When he falls who raises him to his feet? Is being a hero worth the pain? If all you can do is save others, who will save you…before it is to late? -Splush
Dude, That was a great poem. You should give yourself more credit, i think it was awsome, i only wish i could put my thoughts into writing. I can't write good, i cant draw/paint, i can play the piano, but not to the extent to be called an artist. Your skill is unique and you should be grateful for it.