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Started by Roaring Biscuit!, April 14, 2009, 12:53:15 PM

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Triple Zero

#45
April 16, 2009, 09:09:41 PM
it's because i used the word "enticing", right ;-)
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#46
April 16, 2009, 09:58:18 PM
Quote from: Triple Zero on April 16, 2009, 09:09:41 PM
it's because i used the word "enticing", right ;-)


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#47
April 17, 2009, 02:00:38 AM
It was, without a doubt that too.
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#48
April 30, 2009, 07:53:12 PM
heres a naive little poem i wrote today, i haven't forgotten about this, for those who enjoyed it (and those who dont ;)), just things will probs be a little slow atm, I'll try and scan in some of the new pages when I get the chance..

anyways:

QuoteThis is what is real,
A dark and storming cloud,
of things we don't understand,
of things that make us frown.

So why do we see pretty stars,
and not the ugly mess instead,
why don't we just bend the walls,
put pretty circles in our heads.

I'm sick of these obtuse stars,
I wish their slow decay,
I hate the broken sky,
I miss the other shapes.


I miss the other shapes...

Just a note, it makes more sense with the illustration (ill scan soon, i do a promise!), and I don't usually do rhyming patterns, but I felt it kinda fit with the idea...  maybe that old tom bloke's style is rubbing off on me :S

x

LMNO

#49
April 30, 2009, 07:54:56 PM
Should I be concerned that none of the lines rhyme with each other?

Cainad (dec.)

#50
April 30, 2009, 07:57:56 PM
I once wrote a BIP thingy in unrhymed verse. I wasn't given the PD.com Poet Lowrate award for it, so it can't have been too horrible.

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#51
April 30, 2009, 07:59:58 PM
Quote from: LMNO on April 30, 2009, 07:54:56 PM
Should I be concerned that none of the lines rhyme with each other?

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#52
April 30, 2009, 08:04:37 PM
I have no problem with free verse, I guess it was the use of the phrase "rhyming patterns" that threw me.

Cainad (dec.)

#53
April 30, 2009, 08:17:59 PM
Ah, didn't see that. Yes, that is a bit confusing.

Roaring Biscuit!

#54
April 30, 2009, 08:18:45 PM
Quote from: LMNO on April 30, 2009, 08:04:37 PM
I have no problem with free verse, I guess it was the use of the phrase "rhyming patterns" that threw me.

its kinda a loose rhyming pattern, 2nd and 4th in each verse rhyme a bit...

I think maybe just the way i was thinking them made me think it rhymed...  but now i've re-read it.. yeh.. nothing rhymes...  except instead and head... a bit...

Mesozoic Mister Nigel

#55
May 01, 2009, 02:01:36 AM
Oblique rhyme, guys. Don't panic, it still counts.
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#56
May 01, 2009, 02:05:50 AM
Here is a little poem I wrote in a minute when I'm finished with this line:

Discordian poetry;
that's right, bitches,
this shit doesn't rhyme.
What did you expect?
Plus I'm trolling your mom.                   
Fuck you.
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#57
May 01, 2009, 02:49:37 AM
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#58
May 01, 2009, 03:35:56 AM
Quote from: Nigel on May 01, 2009, 02:05:50 AM
Here is a little poem I wrote in a minute when I'm finished with this line:

Discordian poetry;
that's right, bitches,
this shit doesn't rhyme.
What did you expect?
Plus I'm trolling your mom.                   
Fuck you.

Newsfeed.

Mesozoic Mister Nigel

#59
May 01, 2009, 04:18:56 AM
:thanks:
"I'm guessing it was January 2007, a meeting in Bethesda, we got a bag of bees and just started smashing them on the desk," Charles Wick said. "It was very complicated."

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