Thread 24492008

waa this not the way, by mail,
that so many heights were scaled?
martin luther, coleridge, kant,
& many more than these, i grant,
strode in just this way; why can't
we, who call ourselves the free,
have again what used to be?

>it's a tranny
like pottery

>>24492008 (OP)
fuck cursive mane

>>24492008 (OP)
kill yourself immediately. the mere thought of trannies existing disgusts me.

post feet op

>>24492173
if i do play pantomime,
it's to show the world is mine,
as caligula would do.
i am simply more than you.
if i have fat balls, or not,
rescues thee not one thin jot
from this contest, which you've lost.

>>24492178
that you cannot write as well,
you in pissful wise, do tell,
but you cannot blame yourself:
shame on schools that fail to teach
sweetness, like the august peach.
dry old bones, a waveless beach:
beauty ever out of reach.

>>24492255
would you say, in shakespeare's time,
that ophelia should die?
guilty of the same are we:
properly, in costume, "she,"
yet when we are off the stage,
who can know our name, or age?
put in verse, retard, your rage.

>>24492267
tell me what you want to see
in this simple poetrie.
what is verse, i will obey:
desperation urged this way.
i will show you all my parts,
in the order that they are.
tip to toe is very far.

>>24492008 (OP)
Painted nails, you tip the scales,
a women's cut your chest won't fit
Makeup, shame, you've changed your name
Prescription pills can give man-tits

Yet ever-inescapably
Your DNA you cannot flee
You are a dude, and not a she.

>>24492590
Elderly ahh looking hand. What the fuck

>>24492590
post your tits with timestamp now
if you're a woman anyhow
but if you a tranny be
then hang yourself from off a tree
you are not what you believe
you'll never womanhood achieve

>>24492008 (OP)
In school I learned the complex rules
on life’s small parts, and simple men
who use 'gene' to say 'the soul within'.
the script of life - or 'DNA'
is real, yes, and so is sex
but as a learned master said
"the real can be edited"

>>24492604
In school I learned the complex rules
on life’s small parts, and simple men
who use 'gene' to say 'the soul within'.
the script of life - or 'DNA'
is real, yes, and so is sex
but as a learned master said
"the real can be edited"

>>24492008 (OP)
nice handwriting

>>24492701
"Soul within," an interesting claim
Implying that to slyly hide
Your dong 'tween legs makes you a dame
You're batting for the other side

Yet on team's roster you're not listed
Sneaking into gated dugouts, your
baseball bat you bear, though tilted,
No catcher's mitt, just bottom sore.

>>24492760
No claim I make of my own self
Neither doll nor bard am I
But no one, bar trannies, try
to break the bonds of physicality.

Some fleeting respect I have
for those who efface the work of God
For my own work (for which I'm paid)
is to make of his servants monsters all.

>>24492661
post your tits with timestamp now
if you're woman anyhow
but if you a tranny be
hang yourself from off a tree
you are not what you believe
womanhood you'll ne'er achieve
>fixed the meter for ya
>Captcha: NAH H0

>>24492008 (OP)
How do you learn to write with metre? It doesn't come intuitively to me.

>>24493034
count out the syllables
hit "enter" after you reach a set amount of syllables, and start a new line of text
repeat

Rappers can do it, if you can't you might want to see if your local community has remedial adult education classes for people who should have had a helper in their school years.

>>24493082
I thought english poetry was supposed to be about stresses, not syllables?

>>24493104
Ok well I understand the question better, then. Forgive me for asking, but are you ESL? I know that when I try to read or write in Russian or Finnish I need a native speaker to tell me what's stressed and what isn't.

Assuming you're English, personally my general technique is to write more or less what I want to say, then sit there playing with words and sentence structure until the rhythm of the sentence is what I want it to be, without sacrificing more than a small bit of the meaning. Some meaning can be sacrificed in poetry if the reader can be assumed to know what you really mean, it's a balance between flow and literal meaning.

>>24493190
>assuming you're English
native level English fluent, I meant lol

I also should have mentioned, I used to be in a relationship with a girl who was Russian, and although she was fluent in English she didn't have a native level grasp of the language. Lots of things that a native would never think about, like sentence structure, implications, word order, puns, and - relevant to what you're saying - stresses on words in poetry and music sometimes had to be explained.

I fervently hate poetry that's left decapitated
It is a capital offense and leaves your prose quite grated.
But in a sense I can't deny that the poetry flows;
As unless you repent you live life also on death row.

gottem, gottem, boy i did.
i am such a posting whiz.
they think they will get a tit,
but i still am obdurate.
look how they have worked so hard.
i'll schoolmarm this prison-yard.
follow me, i will go far.

>>24492604
why would i need any pill?
say whatever that you will:
what i am, i just do be;
how a pill gon make me me?
sometimes, i in anguish see
poison pushed on fellow guys --
pushers...i would pop their eyes.

>>24492635
i have put my hands to work,
thank you very much, you jerk,
plus, i am losing weight,
thus you see that i deflate.
but, i'll say, the way i sing,
comes perhaps by withering.
young, i couldn't do this thing.

>>24492661
>>24493026
you will never manhood have
if you're scared to take a drag.
i've not had a cigarette,
so i am a young one yet.
as that there correction is
riddled with apostrofizz,
all dat i will poast, iz diz:

>>24492661
>>24493026
you will never manhood have
if you're scared to take a drag.
i've not had a cigarette,
so i am a young one yet.
as that there correction is
riddled with apostrofizz,
all dat i will poast, iz diz:

>>24492701
o, that ship of these-ee-us;
golden now from stern to scup.
yet a man is not a boat:
neither can he sail, nor float,
much, much, much less, can he tote,
and, recarve his figurehead
any way you will, fred's fred.

>>24492723
when in school, it were a mess.
much was chided, i confess.
how i'm better, goodness knows.
many years of folding clothes.
must be something good in those.
i have practiced not too much,
but i like it well enough.

>>24492760
one is what one's taken for:
if one's dressed, there is no more.
mittless, one may bare-hand catch:
last of all things is the snatch,
mystery in upskirt thatch.
worried so about a trick --
worried you might suck a dick?

>>24492790
i am more than physical:
i have preternatural pull.
matter merely, surgeons change;
very thoughts i rearrange.
take a shower, right at twelve,
think the phrase, "midnight bell,"
& see if you can touch myself.

>>24493034
i didst learn it part in school,
part by acting online fool,
but what really turned me on
was this coleridge on john donne:
"forge, and fire, press, and screw" --
then what you must learn to do
is to read criseyde through.

>>24493082
this man ees an ee-dee-ott.
rhythm's what he hasn't got.
if he thinks this easy-peas,
simple as a hopping flea,
i tell him to do or die.
fulminating, scared to try;
what a piece of work, this guy.

>>24493104
english counteth everything.
i am out of dear caffeine,
and must live on rooibos tea.
swimming lesson at the beach:
i teach more than those who preach.
check back in another week:
this so far is just a peep.

>>24493190
verae, you worthless piece of flesh.
entire fucking cybernet
full of crap like you just said.
y u put it in my thread?
verse, or i will zorp you dead.
stupid fucking blanderist.
you deserve a shriveled dick.

>>24493211
many with few words write more
than you do with all of yours.
you ain't got a whit of swing,
and while i'm far yet from king,
i doubt you can write a thing.
my tongue is more native farre,
and i doe contemn your barre.

>>24493325
what i do here is for sport.
i know that's a weak retort...
i could prove what i can do
if i went and freely flew,
but to sevens i'll be true.
tight they are, and rather cramped;
each with sweat is slightly damp.

>>24492008 (OP)
When did the penny post get implemented?
Fuck off mate, learn historiography.

>>24494742
how then did old cicero
send a letter to his bro?
think for one thin second, yo --
they would simply know a guy
happening to that way hie,
or else pay a guy to ride.
learn a thing outside your isle.

>>24495132
Clarity through ever darkening clouds
granted to me, humble seeker in shroud
of pilgrimage, yet greedy and proud,
these ink-stained hands seek to attack

Blue eyes upon trembling skull
spy here only festering hole,
gaped Anus, serve as parable
that others may see and turn back

>>24495254
prithee, kindly wash thy wool;
be, like me, more virginal.
see that sort of wrinkled bean?
what, to you, does chickpea mean?
when you've showered, and are clean,
tell me more about yourself.
are you dwarven, or an elf?

>>24495508
My linens are clean, such is not true
of the hearts of those who, in belief
that smokescreens and nail paint can eschew
true phallic nature, claim they're roast beef

>>24495675
imputation dubious.
why are you dividing us?
if i wore also a tie,
would your little brain self-fry?
your uneducated guess
has no basis but my dress.
you are a most boring guest.

>>24495786
If you dressed as per your station -
Man! - such would not give occasion
for onlookers' speculation
on the dong under your skirt.

Such is often! Life supplies
us with wounds to cauterize
and more, but identifies
malady, 'fore treating hurt.

Were one to falsely raise the flag
of womanhood, while going stag
in rooms unknowing, well the fag
surely might receive thrown dirt.

thank you for your consistent posting funny verse nona

>>24495854
troonerie, as i had feared,
has made what was normal, weird.
many men were tunicate;
kilts are of an ancient date;
kohl is coming back, of late.
funnily, you are no man
if you're only one in pants.

>>24495897
i don't need this gratitude.
what i need is verse from you.
pop off babey in this trap.
one alone can't really slap.
i must be both face and heel
til some other makes it real.
iron pure cannot make steel.

>>24495963
apologies, I did not mean
to leave you dancing down one lead
I only meant I'm glad to see
such fluent one-man reverie.
I know I err, forgive or curse
one bark ahead I still do worse
(though like far more this eight-note verse).

>>24496013
elegant, and fair quatrains,
but i think there are more gains
in what taketh thee more pains.
you are neither elf nor dwarf,
but, so far, a standard sort.
i myself am northern troll,
blue, who live in frozen hole.

The work-day beneath the hot front,
Women go by, cascading sweat,
Hot wash down fragrant channels run
Hot on wet, moist on rosy heat.
If toil and speech and love were sweet,
They'd be water down a woman's flesh.
And if mine had to be in hers,
I'd have a different plan than yours;
To possess what I covet instead
Of becoming it. You in her
Becomes you in you. O you sad head:
For one sex sought are both lost there.
Now you're man nor woman neither,
With no good verse to show for either.

>>24496289
i am as are the parts of me.
it sounds like you want to see,
but you'll have to write much more,
and in this specific form.
start, then, prithee, with your lore:
are you fucking elf, or dwarf?
i seek crew for ventures north.

>>24492604
Kek way better than OPs prose too

>>24496344
verse*, not prose in this case

>>24496344
>>24496352
he can't even fit a form.
you are worse, unposter scorned.
you are one colossal tool,
posting driblets worse than drool,
braying like a pig-fucked mule.
go and stick your head in coal,
preferably that flaming hole.

>>24492008 (OP)
OP you are healing this board

>>24496568
look, another of you oafs.
read the thread before you post.
if you're terrified to rhyme,
grow a pair, or else, goodbye.
i want this thread woven fine,
silky as a black-starred night,
orderly as dynamite.

>>24496648
I much prefer the contiguous
Rhyming can make things ambiguous

>>24496662
it is just a skill you lack.
you think i can't amble, mac?
one must walk, to learn to dance.
go and find some more fun pants,
then come back, and try, you ant.
"prefer," my pert young ass...
you can't do it, that is that.

>>24492008 (OP)
do learn'd men truly discourse
in prose, poetry and verse?
author, stuck 'twixt speech and prose
his attitude upturned, awry
thunderous comes his pen from high!
to mark this: his damning charge,
'violet rhyme is far, far worse'.

Capitalize your letters.

>>24496778
stupid boor, i think i won't
why'd i listen to the lout
in pride and wroth who yet flouts
custom of the place he's in?
(yet, I bet, the frog is proof
a complaint he airs his self
toward strangers to his own shore).

>>24496744
i have circled all your wrongs.
you have put some shorts for longs.
two points each for forty-nine,
plus two more for just the try,
minus twelve -- still pretty high.
never flee from purpleness:
simply use the word that's best.

>>24496778
if you post, do as you wish.
if you don't, then can it, kid.
simple, this: to criticize,
there must be a reason why
anyone would listen, guy.
argument, and poetrie:
both you are now owing me.

>>24496807
while you are no match for me,
i give points for trickerie.
you have nearly got the trick,
nearly carved a working brick,
and you did it pretty quick --
if you'd like to play a game,
enter now a username.

>>24493034
>>24493104
You simply read some poetry of meter,
Aloud of course, as though you're at a theater.
Soon then your brain inclines to lilt and rhyme,
Posthaste the pen do grasp, and write the line.

>>24493034
This book is a useful overview, although you might get too caught up specifically in the sonnet format. Anthologies are generally very good for finding poems you like and learning how they work.

>>24496981
thank you for the sentiment.
though i have no wicked bent,
bow, come target, must let fly
and its natural to lie.
i can give an earn-ed truth
one more secret, just for you:
name me only '_jamais.vu'

>>24496975
Shorts for longs and longs for shorts,
rebel we may 'fore classic art
codified by the foppish tarts
as mockery of those apart.
Proudly do I wear my jorts.

>>24496996
that "posthaste" is hard to chew.
learn, why don't you, something new.
i-am-bic pentameter
ain't the subject here, dear sir,
not that yours are of much worth.
"meter-theater teeters tot:
full report at eight o'clock."

>>24497037
here's your freaking overview:
fuck you for the thing you do,
blithering as if you know
whence the crystal nile flows.
my most hated books, are those
saying they can teach a thing
which is learnt by practicing.

>>24497094
"JAMMIS. VOO." you're in the log.
will you bring a page, or dog?
we've now three in this fine crew:
me, a troll, a man, and you.
ah, i keen for open seas,
lofty gulls, and frigid breeze --
bring two coats, or you may freeze.

>>24497614
what i grade here is pure form:
if it's awkward, you're just wrong.
any very good poette
might, for certain emphasis,
long a short, or end on "is,"
but whatever works, does fit --
you were rather "tonguetwisting."

>>24499422
If you had a better brain,
Untouched by HRT and sane,
Or had upon those leafs your eye
Fallen, you would see the lie
In so stupid a rebuke.
Not a line, not by a fluke,
Your painted hand has scratched
Can prove the stance you claim.
For all your 'practice', still your lame
And barren lines are overmatched.
Hirsch and Boland do not teach.
If you'd only take a look,
Your hysteria you'd see a reach.
Read a fucking book.

>>24499552
are you taking funny pills?
why dyou think i would or will?
you exhibit overspill:
gangrenous, with pus all filled.
knobbly lines and ugly turns.
there's a paper worth a burn.
odor'd make a chimney gurn.

[sprezatura:] come with me,
we set sail for northern seas.
what tho i am but a troll,
i have learned to steer the floes,
not that there is need -- look ho,
this our ship's with armor fit;
dark-iron dwarf hast armored it.

i've much gold to pay you with,
tho it's of an ancient mint.
some do say, if truth be told,
that this here is cursed gold,
just because it's satan-forged,
gat from rock with his hot torch:
that is silly talk, of course.

>>24501264
"Render to Caesar what is Caesar's,"
commanded of our mortal states, by -
Messiah? Prophet? Merely crowd-pleaser?
Wisdom, fool, a lie,
above king Divine?

No forge in Hell by tormenter possessed,
but know that fallen currency a sign-
That concept! Money, gold, diamonds, the rest
surely do mark those men, forsook Divine.

>>24501327
render cato cato's goods:
house and farm and ancient woods.
who is from his home exiled
is like wandering lost child:
no choice but to work for gold,
no motherhome his arm to hold:
he must sell, for he was sold.