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Poetry, Smoetry it’s all a disguise for another political thread for some members lies.
The truth is nobody really cares and words that are spoken one’s true alliance bares. A sportscard forum hidden as a political nest so when making a post please give it a rest. |
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![]() ![]() This thread was established nearly 2 years ago, Spuds, and only reignited recently (after being dormant for 9 months) by a random whimsical thought I had of some burnout forgetting he'd found a genie and was entitled to three wishes, which I then fashioned an impromptu poem. You can read that in post #48 (on page 2). It could not be further from any kind of politics. That's the kind of stuff I'd prefer to read, and I have a lot more of it. In the meantime, I can't help it if known trolls come in here, extra thirsty, apparently because they're being ignored in other threads by people who've tired of their acts. Thanks for the poem, though.
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What'd you think of the genie poem, though?
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A classic
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O say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave |
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This is the vibe I get:
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Hallucinate, desegregate
Mediate, alleviate Try not to hate, love your mate Don't suffocate on your own hate Designate your love as fate A one-world state as human freight The number eight, a white-black state A gentle trait, a broken crate A heavyweight or just too late Like pretty Kate has sex ornate Now devastate, appreciate Depreciate, fabricate Emulate, a truth dilate Special date, the animal we ate A guilt debate, the edge serrate A better rate, the youth irate Deliberate, fascinate Deviate, reinstate Liberate, too moderate Recreate or detonate Annihilate, atomic fate Mediate, clear the slate Activate, now radiate A perfect state, a food on plate Gravitate, the Earth's own weight Designate your love as fate At 98, we all rotate Hallucinate, desegregate Mediate, alleviate Try not to hate, love your mate Don't suffocate on your own hate Designate your love as fate A one-world state as human freight The number eight, a white-black state A gentle trait, the broken crate A heavyweight or just too late Like pretty Kate has sex ornate Now devastate, appreciate Depreciate, fabricate Emulate, truth dilate The special date, the animals we ate Guilt debate, the edge serrate A better rate, a youth irate To liberate, to fascinate And deviate and reinstate Liberate, to liberate Liberate, deliberate ![]() |
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![]() ![]() -Dylan Raiola via some awful AI I imagine
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Roses are red
Violets are blue Blowout is awesome And so are you! |
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Buzz Buzz Buzz
The quiet sound in the night Only you can hear. Buzz Buzz Buzz That little tingle That tells you what is near. Buzz Buzz Buzz Crack, the crowd is roaring a massive cheer. Buzz Buzz Buzz Now your fellows are fast approaching Instant fear!
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BOO Sux
BOO Sux BOO Sux
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I'd hoped from the start for more participation from other members here, but I understand it may be a little intimidating for those who maybe haven't written poems before. A common misconception is that they have to rhyme. That's not true, however, and some of the best poems actually don't rhyme. It's more important how the words flow, or if necessary, how they don't flow so as to create an impression in the mind of the reader.
Here's an example of an award-winning, non-rhyming poem I just wrote: When you lose in tiddlywinks, curse not your thumb. Could it be the green felt was worn or else that living room fan? 'Twas the wink itself perhaps or maybe the tilted table. One thing's for sure: You should definitely play it on the floor. See? In that moment, you were there. There is a second level to the poem as there are to many of them (some even have three levels, but four? No, never!), although the reader not being aware of additional intended meaning does not in any way diminish the achievement of the art.
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Oh, a subject near and dear to my heart. A slowly dying art.
Poetry is the marriage of language and art. I actually went to college for poetry. I thought I was going to wind up dead in a seedy alley after drinking espresso and smoking black, gold-tipped cigarettes. Of course I wound up with an Economics degree. I want to offer one small piece of advice. Read your poems out loud, and remember the dead spaces (silence) can be as important as the words. Try it out on something like Dylan Thomas' Do Not Go Gentle Into that Good Night. |
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