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Darkened Angel Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2007 12:06 am
An echo through this thread you see, Comes a line of dark poerty, The light soon fades and shadow untame, Engulfs the thread like a wild flame.
The dark poem sprouts its wings, A soul-rending aria it sings. Helpless against it, it comes en-masse, LEARN SOME DAMN FORM, YOU STUPID a**!
lol j/k
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2007 12:12 am
I will admit my rhyming scheme is off, And you have every reason to laugh and scoff, for though my stories could scare Bram Stoker, I must admit my poetry is only mediocre.
If I truely was to make such a gesture To suddenly break into verse, Then surely my pentameter would pulse and fester, and quickly I would curse.
My dialogue has always been my weakest point. Never being truely strong, nor entirely good, I assume its partly from my nature to brood. But I have never been fully witty, clever or sly, and for me to call it simple would be just a lie, And I know both slander and libel will get you in the joint....
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2007 12:18 am
Changing rhyming styles, very clever Nelo-san. Ill stick to Haiku.
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2007 12:20 am
Missing my friend it is abundantly clear. You think you're my match at Rhyme. sadly you are wrong this time. My skills expand beyond couplets dear and Haiku and ballads quite queer. My talents You will fear Even break out into tear Behold my Sonnet sublime.
You cant match my style With couplets and Haiku My Bardic skills are complete I'll kick back with a brew as you struggle a while. And trip on your own poem's "feet".
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2007 12:22 am
But 5 syllables Then seven then five again That is true haiku.
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2007 12:26 am
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2007 12:32 am
Honestly, though, my prose blows the piss out of my poetry. Its rather difficult for me since I talk in rather bloated words, making rhyming a total b***h to do. In Prose, there is no rhythm to hold except that you create yourself, but in sing-song and poetry.... well... blegh.
Of course, not all poetry rhymes...
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2007 12:32 am
You want to rhyme, then so be it. Poerty arguements, such a melodious fit. The torches of words of war have been lit. So now behold the poetic abysmal pit. However, personally I don't give a s**t.
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Darkened Angel Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2007 12:37 am
Cale Ill take your challange, It'll be easy as cake. you'll mind will be blown by the rhymes I make.
you see humor's my game, and if you think it quite lame then you can look the other way, while I stay and play.
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2007 12:38 am
Simplicity is bliss, Nelo. That you must learn. A few small words can have as much strength as a string of more complicated terms.
How lame a** would the story of Thermopylae be if the Spartans gave a long discourse on how they would not like to hand their weapons over to the Persians as opposed to the simple phrase "Molon Labe".
And as difficult as Rhyme and Meter are for you, they should be practiced just as much as the Prose.
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2007 12:40 am
Simple is not alwasy concise, however. Even occam's razor doesn't mean that the explaination won't be long.
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2007 12:42 am
Missing nin Itachi Cale Ill take your challange, It'll be easy as cake. you'll mind will be blown by the rhymes I make. you see humor's my game, and if you think it quite lame then you can look the other way, while I stay and play. No sonnet, no win. And nothing you've done tonight has really "Blown" mind. Annoyed me perhaps, but not blown my mind.
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2007 12:42 am
Missing nin Itachi Nelowulf But 5 syllables Then seven then five again That is true haiku. Five seven six? now Nelo you should know better than to make it wrong. Coming from a person who did 7-7-7, and can't count himself, that means little.
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2007 12:44 am
Nelowulf Missing nin Itachi Nelowulf But 5 syllables Then seven then five again That is true haiku. Five seven six? now Nelo you should know better than to make it wrong. Coming from a person who did 7-7-7, and can't count himself, that means little. Hey that one's lucky. It was my mistake I thought you did it wrong when you did do it right, I deleted that post anyway.
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