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Holcar225. 03. 2013 18:35:41
This forum should be dedicated to versifying. Here everyone can share their very wise creations with everyone. This purifies the soul, eases psychological problems and calms mental storms. So that the admin doesn't delete the thread right away, I suggest that only mountain poetry or those related to nature should be posted. Vito, something for you!
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tinky26. 03. 2013 12:29:12
poll, hope it works.
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otiv26. 03. 2013 13:06:30
The idea of this forum theoretically isn't bad, in practice though I think it wouldn't work. Namely, when you go on a hike and see all that beauty around you, some verse occurs to you casually and when you post pics on a certain forum, you describe the hike instead of in prose, in verses, which gives the whole tour impression a special note. A bit funny if you'd post Ratitovec pics on the forum, poem about it here. So......
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ljubitelj gora26. 03. 2013 13:53:27
Bravo Otiv, a vivid experience to recite poetry in the mountain paradise, an experience, so peaceful are those gray rocks, but when time comes they echo all their anger, when larches glow the sun warms them, winter approaches, frost presses, nature goes into winter sleep. Time to forge new plans, winter passes quickly and mountain paradise calls again, where there are mountain flowers, animals. In the embrace of marmots on the grass I warm myself, when chamois passes by we both look to the sky and mountains, when sun slowly sets and we say to each other, see LG that's why it's worth living, come again sometime, when it gets dark dreams lead me to the valley.
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ljubitelj gora26. 03. 2013 14:30:19
When I sleep hard dreams stab me, nighttime pulling backpack from closet, but not even an hour passes when I'm already climbing. It's dark, sun sleeps, water doesn't rest, mountains are awake, animals sleep. When sun rises, pleasantly already warms the mountain world, I walk, see ibex. Quiet as mountains I approach, ibex ponders, still unheard barely moving, we both muse what will follow. Sun is stronger, I persist, time flows, smiles at me but look LG it's you, I approach a bit more, cheerfully smiles at me and goes to morning breakfast.
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ljubitelj gora26. 03. 2013 14:37:43
I can't sleep, in the middle of the night I grope wet rocks on Mangart, dark, wind awake. Sun slowly makes the day, mists persist, soon perfect day. Alone on top, I close my eyes for a short time, I dream, dreams are real.
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tinky26. 03. 2013 15:32:35
He's already started, and this is supposed to be poetry.
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capraibex26. 03. 2013 15:38:17
The guy will get used to poetry too. Don't take away his will right at the start.
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Holcar226. 03. 2013 16:10:55
aaaaa....Lg..? Have you heard of verses?zmedeneek I know there are also unrhymed poems but each verse must be written under the other, check the weather forum or ask vitota. Poems are okay anyway and photos even bettervelik nasmeh
Those who don't intend to versify, please don't interfere in this forum, this is space exclusively for poems.
This comment is an exception, not in bound verse but as you see above there are also unrhymed poemsjezik.

Looks like LG and I will be the only ones actually versifying, vito lost enthusiasmmrk pogledjezeneek
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Holcar226. 03. 2013 17:01:23
For comparison I attach my poem from weather forumcool:

winter winter white,
on mountain top sat,
with snow everything flooded,
shovels broke.

falls falls falls,
everything hard from cold,
doesn't think to leave yet,
chainsaw rest a bit.

winter shows sharp teeth
hills fields and mountains
everything white, everything
nothing gets plowed.

but still time comes
when winter's hag her voice
and from white fluff
mud for pig arises.

and all this white world must warm up
so no more snow
whiteness to hell will go, away.
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otiv26. 03. 2013 17:16:30
Clouds covered the sun
snowmen rejoice at that.
They got happy about the cold,
for they won't melt.

But spring has already come,
which snowman doesn't like.
They get drier and drier,
their noses will end up in soup.

Buckets they had on heads,
will lie in green grass.
Children don't rejoice at all this,
losing friend for a year.
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tinky26. 03. 2013 17:16:33
You two still lack quite a bit to compose something.eek
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main26. 03. 2013 17:27:41
LG, you're a bit short on rhymes velik nasmeh
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tisa26. 03. 2013 17:54:38
tinky, just bring out the verses, let's see them......velik nasmehvelik nasmeh
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Holcar226. 03. 2013 18:12:25
mhm tinky binki, just comment if you attach some of your own poemsjezen
if not, then tongue behind the teeth!velik nasmeh
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ljubitelj gora26. 03. 2013 18:16:12
Little boys, without copy-paste I can handle that too.
Let's have some originality and not too much like Prešeren.
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Holcar226. 03. 2013 18:20:21
hey bitch, you're really very original, akhm akhm cough!eek
before accusing honest people of copyright violation, first find some proof. if you can't write kids' poems yourself, don't take anger out on othersjezen
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Holcar226. 03. 2013 18:23:17
I'm attaching a real copy-paste from Miha Avanzo:

How to write a poem


It goes just like this:
first you pile up
a large bunch of things,
objects
from closets, from drawers,
from walks, from letters, from headlines
and such words
that are nice
and nicely said:
justice, pointer,
kapascofom
and ljubadeklicaživžav,
then you sit at the table,
then you sit at the typewriter
and say:
poem, curl up!
velik nasmeh
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ljubitelj gora26. 03. 2013 18:30:57
Well yeah, that's what I want to tell you, it doesn't go Prešeren-style for me so @otiv was born for that.
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Holcar226. 03. 2013 18:31:27
no way do I intend to besmirch LG
just as he doesn't shorten my poetry

he simply is a mountain lover
whom we laugh at, haha

let's not speak of tinky
or else we'll sicken him

he gladly scolds a lot
but doesn't know ringa raja

I warn all others
whose little mouth cheekily meows
WATCH OUT FOR KARAHAWK!

but no offense guys and don't take the little poems too seriouslyvelik nasmehjezik
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ejti26. 03. 2013 19:01:28
More for fun than seriously: verse description of the trip to Travnik (June 2009)

Cloudy, gray Saturday morning,
the forecast promises nothing good,
but eight grannies, of course, not deterred
from the already planned excursion.

At five we set off from Kamnik,
drove over Vršič to Trenta,
didn't turn left in the village of Soča
and quickly found the signpost.

Meanwhile a gentleman joined us,
probably so the weather would hold,
since where there are too many women, it often fizzles,
and indeed the sun shone in Trenta.

At a leisurely pace the group ascends
and in two hours we reach the pasture,
where there's no shepherd life anymore,
only an empty hut guards the memories.

The pasture behind the rock is called
and our path also goes a bit into the rocks,
but steel cables are not foreign to us,
so without trouble we dashed ahead.

Before us now is Travnik Valley.
Since winter has just said goodbye,
gentian and alpine bellflower still bloom,
edelweiss has just prepared its flower.

Meanwhile we admire the wide views:
we see Krn when the cloud parts,
on the right Čelo and Vršac stand,
our gaze turns straight

to Travnik, goal of today's excursion.
It connects with Plaski Vogel via the ridge,
Saša and Katja know it well,
a beautiful memory remains for them.

To the summit the weather held up,
then it started to rain
and all nine of us were chased from Travnik,
our soles swiftly carried us to the valley.

But the shower quickly subsided
and the sun smiles friendly again,
so we remove extra clothes,
since at times it properly warms.

On the path we noticed a skeleton -
- here a chamois was carried away by an avalanche,
and two snakes we scared along the way,
as they posed their stance to the sun.

Thus our path passed very quickly,
since in good company the path is always short.
And the company? Saša, Katja, Majda, Vera,
Janez, Zvonka, Magda, Agata and Vladka.

At the end a period is always placed.
And we didn't forget that period.
After the long tour thirst is great -
- we duly honored Aljaž.
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