2020 Camp NaPo Campsite

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Ever's Starbook (My Poetry Logbook)

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  1. Hey guys!
    I'll be posting my CampNaPo poetry here. I don't forsee myself using one theme, but we'll see. Your welcome to comment, but please keep it respectful (:
  2. Like yo, it's never to late to start posting poetry (: I'll get things started with a...rather venty poem.
    I look around for hope
    But I’m stuck behind these bars
    Battered by the scars
    I pirouette through the night, all the stars alight
    The moonlight shimmering, a white diamond
    But I wake up
    It’s just a vision in my head
    My whole life, I’ve been told
    To be the fire in the cold
    But I can only burn so bright
    Before everything in me dies
    And what remains is bitter ice
    Golden light streaks against the sky
    A blazing flame amung the clouds
    But I wake up
    It’s just a vision in my head
    They say that I am loved
    But all I feel is emptiness
    They tell me jealousy destroys
    But still, I envy what could be
    I glance about for peace
    But find serenity has ceased
    I’m imprisoned in this cage
    Fighting useless rage
    I twirl through the day, all the grass asway
    The Sunlight glimmering, a scarlett ruby
    But I wake up
    It’s just a vision in my head
    They say they care for me
    But they abandon me to dust
    They say they’d be lost without me
    But still I battle solo
  3. Another poem? Yeah. I'm on a roll (:
    I couldn’t help but notice
    Something wracking your mind
    And you had those tears streaming down your face
    I know you think you must bear the worlds weight
    I know you think you go through this alone
    But I want you to know
    Fire may fall
    And burn your dreams to ash
    Storms may rage
    And toss your hopes away
    Night may come
    And cast you into shadow
    But I’ll never leave you
    Ash turns to growth
    Rain turns to rainbows
    Night turns to day
    So cry those tears
    And lean on my shoulder
    I couldn’t help but notice
    Something weighing on your heart
    And you had that look in your eye
    I know you think this will never end
    I know you think the world is dark
    But I want you to know
    Death may strike
    And steal your love away
    Friends may leave
    And break your happiness apart
    Mountains may stand
    And block your way to peace
    But I am always with you
    Death becomes life
    Lonliness becomes friendship
    And mountains make you stronger
    So pour your heart out
    And lean on my shoulder.
  4. WOW.You can write that long poems in one day?
  5. Poem 1
    Immortal Stardust

    Putting things into the cosmic perspective
    I've seen many reach for the stars and burn
    Mans soul may be immortal stardust
    But his heart is mortal rust forever tied
    To the rythems of earth as vines to a tree
    He may want to gyrate with galaxies
    But he is only as strong as his humility
    For we all live in silent night, illuminated
    As we dance around life's campfire
    Underneath the shadows of the sky
    The distant lights of space a reminder
    That even stars can fall.
  6. The beauty of this poem does not lie within it's prose, or structure-but within it's meaning.
    Poem 2
    I looked into a Mirrior and reeled back in horror
    At the the monster that reflected back
    Aong it's body I saw sea of welts, and scars
    Cascading down it's length, I observed a long chain.
    At last it spoke-''Remember the pain.''
    Then I recalled the prison that had once held me,
    And, the shadows of despair that loomed along it's walls and
    The the cell of regret that trapped me within it's confines,
    Then I recollected, the prison gaurds of rage that had consumed
    My will to live, and beat me until I was on my knees
    How could I have forgotten the humility, the trauma?
    And with the clairity of sunlight I knew the monsters identity
    The monster was me, and I was the monster.
  7. I'll be turning in an edited version of this-
    I cannot make you see the sun
    You only see the shadow
    But maybe that's okay
    With no light
    The stars
    Shine


Who knows anything about anyone, let alone themselves.
— Hank Green