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From the handcuffs thread: Really bad Poetry

Started by James Vagabond, March 19, 2012, 05:29:42 PM

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James Vagabond


Free Will and Testament by Robert Wyatt

Given free will but within certain limitations,
I cannot will myself to limitless mutations,
I cannot know what I would be if I were not me,
I can only guess me.


So when I say that I know me, how can I know that?
What kind of spider understands arachnophobia?
I have my senses and my sense of having senses.
Do I guide them? Or they me?


The weight of dust exceeds the weight of settled objects.
What can it mean, such gravity without a centre?
Is there freedom to un-be?
Is there freedom from will-to-be?


Sheer momentum makes us act this way or that way.
We just invent or just assume a motivation.
I would disperse, be disconnected. Is this possible?
What are soldiers without a foe?


Be in the air, but not be air, be in the no air.
Be on the loose, neither compacted nor suspended.
Neither born nor left to die.


Had I been free, I could have chosen not to be me.
Demented forces push me madly round a treadmill.
Demented forces push me madly round a treadmill.
Let me off please, I am so tired.
Let me off please, I am so very tired.



Doktor Howl

How do you get pushed around a treadmill?   :?
Molon Lube

Doktor Howl

Just looked Robert Wyatt up.

I was under the impression that England outlawed bad poetry during Elizabeth the First's reign.  How have they come to this?
Molon Lube

Freeky

#3
As a bad poetry piece (sober) I give it 6/10.

As a bad poetry piece (high) I give it 9/10.

(ETA: Note that the parenthetical states of being refer to the writer's, not the reader's.)

Doktor Howl

Quote from: The Freeky of SCIENCE! on March 19, 2012, 09:40:53 PM
As a bad poetry piece (sober) I give it 6/10.

As a bad poetry piece (high) I give it 9/10.

Somewhere, Rudyard Kipling is weeping tears of homicidal rage.
Molon Lube

Freeky

Quote from: Doktor Howl on March 19, 2012, 09:41:50 PM
Quote from: The Freeky of SCIENCE! on March 19, 2012, 09:40:53 PM
As a bad poetry piece (sober) I give it 6/10.

As a bad poetry piece (high) I give it 9/10.

Somewhere, Rudyard Kipling is weeping tears of homicidal rage.

Yeah but he wrote good poetry.  This is just awful.

Doktor Howl

Quote from: The Freeky of SCIENCE! on March 19, 2012, 09:43:59 PM
Quote from: Doktor Howl on March 19, 2012, 09:41:50 PM
Quote from: The Freeky of SCIENCE! on March 19, 2012, 09:40:53 PM
As a bad poetry piece (sober) I give it 6/10.

As a bad poetry piece (high) I give it 9/10.

Somewhere, Rudyard Kipling is weeping tears of homicidal rage.

Yeah but he wrote good poetry.

Well, yes.

That garbage at the top of the screen makes me want to go out and kick an emo kid in the junk.

Really, it's awful.  It makes no fucking sense.

But I bet you and I could top it!   :lulz:
Molon Lube

Freeky

Quote from: Doktor Howl on March 19, 2012, 09:45:18 PM
Quote from: The Freeky of SCIENCE! on March 19, 2012, 09:43:59 PM
Quote from: Doktor Howl on March 19, 2012, 09:41:50 PM
Quote from: The Freeky of SCIENCE! on March 19, 2012, 09:40:53 PM
As a bad poetry piece (sober) I give it 6/10.

As a bad poetry piece (high) I give it 9/10.

Somewhere, Rudyard Kipling is weeping tears of homicidal rage.

Yeah but he wrote good poetry.

Well, yes.

That garbage at the top of the screen makes me want to go out and kick an emo kid in the junk.

Really, it's awful.  It makes no fucking sense.

But I bet you and I could top it!   :lulz:

OH HELL YES.

Doktor Howl

Poor Banana, stripped of his rights and peel
Laying there without dignity
HARK! I am a Llama's illegitimate offspring!
I can't help myself.  I must be riding off now.

Who writes shit like this?  I shall tell you.
A man with no country, a man with no shame
Who isn't even Irish, but talks like James Joyce
After a stroke.

Someone push me over the carousel!  I am the madman
of Coney Island, do you hear me?
I cry bitter tears in the darkness, because
that unfortunate angel looked into the darkness in my heart.
Molon Lube

Nephew Twiddleton

That is not what i expected by you saying that you channeled ireland :lulz:
Strange and Terrible Organ Laminator of Yesterday's Heavy Scene
Sentence or sentence fragment pending

Soy El Vaquero Peludo de Oro

TIM AM I, PRIMARY OF THE EXTRA-ATMOSPHERIC SIMIANS

Freeky

What be the difference
between body butter and lotion?
They both go on the skin.

Harken to the children
They shriek when Little Sister tries to kill them.
A tear falls down my face;
I want to play, too.


Doktor Howl

A duck killed a cow,
Woman, don't mess with my space.
I walk like a tree.

(needs bongos)
Molon Lube

Doktor Howl

Quote from: An Twidsteoir on March 19, 2012, 10:03:12 PM
That is not what i expected by you saying that you channeled ireland :lulz:

Horrible poetry is as Irish as starving to death.
Molon Lube

Nephew Twiddleton

I think our poetry was pretty good centuries ago but since i dont understand middle irish i cant back that staement up.
Strange and Terrible Organ Laminator of Yesterday's Heavy Scene
Sentence or sentence fragment pending

Soy El Vaquero Peludo de Oro

TIM AM I, PRIMARY OF THE EXTRA-ATMOSPHERIC SIMIANS

Mesozoic Mister Nigel

Laying limp in her crate beside a bowl of mash
feathers never to ruffle again, nor a cheep to utter
the little brown pullet has given her last breath
a hen never to be, nor a single egg ever laid.

O hen! Hen that would have been, henhood lost!
Her valiant struggles to overcome the poison
in vain, in vain, alas, in vain, for in surviving
the marauding raccoon, she caught cold.

She lies so still, a once-glossy Buff Orpington
dulled by defeat, silenced by the cold hand
of wicked fate. No more cheep-cheep-cheep
to ring out across the kitchen tiles, not even

a single cluck to utter from her tired corpse.
"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."