"Instant" Poetry (writing exercise)

Ragnarok · 07-29-2004, 09:15 PM

The idea behind this is to write a poem in this thread, off the top of your head, whatever comes out of your mind .. just let it flow. I think this is a fun exercise that works your creativity and imagination. So I'll start it off...

an uncertain path
cluttered by delusions
a deep void fills the
immolation of a plastic soul
each drop signifying
a tangible loss
faint to memories pasts
the mold is reborn
different yet the same
a new jounrey has begun
to reestablish his becoming...

Lady Ravyn · 07-29-2004, 10:22 PM

oh cool! i like this!

my naivity is shattered
like so much glass
in the mirror that was you.

i can try
to pick up the pieces,
but my cuts will never fully heal.

there will always be cracks,
unforgiving,
as i stare
at your distorted image.

Count Comfect · 07-29-2004, 10:44 PM

Whee! This sounds fun. Hmmm...

I cannot say what time will tell
When all have heard the ringing bell
That calls them to their endless grave,
For many a smiling foolish knave
Appears to be a greater man
Than any such a person can
Be called, and so what one can say
If when we reach that farthest day
The outside or the inside will
Be that that's thought to people fill.
Is it the inside, which is made
To never fail and never fade,
Or is it outside, which mankind
Has transformed from an outer rind
Into the slate wherein we write
What we would show, both day and night?
I do not know, but I do hope
That with both sides we all must cope.

Lady Ravyn · 07-29-2004, 10:59 PM

whoah! you rhymed? *is impressed*

*looks suspicious* how long did that take you to write, anyway? lol j/k

Count Comfect · 07-29-2004, 11:56 PM

maybe three minutes

thanks. I rhyme too much for my own good in real life, so it is good it has an outlet of some sort.

***Tessar*** · 07-30-2004, 12:21 AM

I love PB&Js, yes I do,
That lovely swirl of peanut goo,
the ruddy red of strawberry jam,
I like it much better than veel or ham!

Oh how to describe that very first bite?
Like heaven above, like ice cream with... ice,
I fear that didn't rhyme, but the point I make to you,
is that I love PB&Js, and you should too!

Lizra · 07-30-2004, 12:24 AM

The day's so long, with many turns,
the morning started bright.
Did this...did that...did all the things,
yet the ending just went splat.

BeardofPants · 07-30-2004, 12:26 AM

Ants in your pants, ants in your pants,
Gimme your pants, don't make me pant,
Cos I then I'll rant...
About how much I want
YOUR PANTS!

It's a lovely song I wrote at another site in less than a minute. You like?

***Tessar*** · 07-30-2004, 12:31 AM

DAMN!!!!

BoP has L337 poem SK33L2!!!!

Lizra · 07-30-2004, 12:57 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Tessar

DAMN!!!!

BoP has L337 poem SK33L2!!!!

What do you mean?

BeardofPants · 07-30-2004, 01:05 AM

He means I have woopy skills, AND that I know how to spell veal.

***Tessar*** · 07-30-2004, 01:18 AM

Veal is one thing, but I meant veel. Two different meats entirely.

Oh, and L337 = Leet. Which means 'elite'.

Sk33l2= skills.

I'm saying that her skills at poetry are very skillful and elite.

. I only use 'leet' speak when I'm being silly, such as now

.

BeardofPants · 07-30-2004, 02:31 AM

BoP remains skeptical as ever
of Tessars attempt at being clever.
She demands his puny... pants
or else she'll make him recant!

***Tessar*** · 07-30-2004, 07:36 PM

Tessar has no fear,
Because his pants are near,
And thanks to lots of super glue,
That's where they'll darned well stay.

Ragnarok · 07-30-2004, 09:33 PM

Here goes another one, this was based on a bad drug experience...

perched on a stool
like a stoic statue
oblivious to everything
trapped in a daze
a failed attempt
to escape from reality
has left me tampering
with my own mortality
lifeless yet breathing
the chemical toxins
seethe through my vains
like tranquil poison
my body numbs
the scenery blurred
the voices echo
as I am falling again...

Meriadoc Brandybuck · 08-02-2004, 12:47 AM

How's this:

They do not fear the sleet and snow
Wirling winds and horrid foe
Nor the evil that lurks every way:
If they loose gaurd, they will pay.
Into battle they will go
And there will be much sorrow and woe
And if the enemy be up ahead
He shall surely loose his head.
The sound of victory they will cry
Before dawn is almost nigh.
And if a foe say nay or something of that kind
He has clearly lost his mind.
At the dawn of that day
Amoungst the ruin and decay
They will make themselves some pies
When they are soon organized.

Hanza · 08-02-2004, 06:50 PM

rite ok

i wish i could write poetry
darn nothing rhymes with that wordery
i think this poem shall soon end
as poetry drives me round the bend

BeardofPants · 08-02-2004, 07:02 PM

Well, I also happen to think, my dear Hanza,
That it is quite hard to write in the stanza,
but never-mind the difficulty of writing in rhyme,
As I fear I have run out of time!

Ragnarok · 08-02-2004, 09:37 PM

Here goes another one....

when I look in the mirror
I question what I see
a faceless man within
the shards of shattered dreams
my blackened heart
long bereft of warmth
is scarring deeper still

emotionless and fragile
this unresolved conflict
an indifference of languor
digresses through my mind
slowly I place the mask
back on to my face
reality and clarity now rendered
a silent scream from within
Today I killed my Ego...

I think rhyme in poems is always good to have, but sometmes I like free verse better because rhyme forces you to use certain words.

Beruthiel's cat · 08-03-2004, 08:35 AM

Ever elusive, I have no time
even when searching for a proper rhyme.
The days speed by like a banana
Looking for a beach cabanna.
Meanwhile I shall onward seek
A word to rhyme this word I speak:

"Orange"

07-29-2004, 09:15 PM	#1
Ragnarok Rohirrim Warrior Join Date: Mar 2003 Location: PA Posts: 590	"Instant" Poetry (writing exercise) The idea behind this is to write a poem in this thread, off the top of your head, whatever comes out of your mind .. just let it flow. I think this is a fun exercise that works your creativity and imagination. So I'll start it off... an uncertain path cluttered by delusions a deep void fills the immolation of a plastic soul each drop signifying a tangible loss faint to memories pasts the mold is reborn different yet the same a new jounrey has begun to reestablish his becoming...

07-29-2004, 10:22 PM	#2
Lady Ravyn Thief Queen of Entmoot Join Date: Jan 2004 Location: oh, I just wander around, aimlessly... Posts: 1,060	oh cool! i like this! my naivity is shattered like so much glass in the mirror that was you. i can try to pick up the pieces, but my cuts will never fully heal. there will always be cracks, unforgiving, as i stare at your distorted image. __________________ smooch Proud Member of the Evil Mooters and upstanding citizen of the Planet Bob! And all you touch and all you see is all your life will ever be... My Space! Cynicism is what happens when a person opens their eyes; stops blinking in the sun, and starts wondering "why". Question everything, believe only that which you yourself deem true. Go ahead- Call me cynical.

07-29-2004, 10:44 PM	#3
Count Comfect Word Santa Claus Join Date: Feb 2004 Location: Chicago, IL Posts: 2,922	Whee! This sounds fun. Hmmm... I cannot say what time will tell When all have heard the ringing bell That calls them to their endless grave, For many a smiling foolish knave Appears to be a greater man Than any such a person can Be called, and so what one can say If when we reach that farthest day The outside or the inside will Be that that's thought to people fill. Is it the inside, which is made To never fail and never fade, Or is it outside, which mankind Has transformed from an outer rind Into the slate wherein we write What we would show, both day and night? I do not know, but I do hope That with both sides we all must cope. __________________ Sufficient to have stood, yet free to fall.

07-29-2004, 10:59 PM	#4
Lady Ravyn Thief Queen of Entmoot Join Date: Jan 2004 Location: oh, I just wander around, aimlessly... Posts: 1,060	whoah! you rhymed? is impressed looks suspicious how long did that take you to write, anyway? lol j/k __________________ smooch Proud Member of the Evil Mooters and upstanding citizen of the Planet Bob! And all you touch and all you see is all your life will ever be... My Space! Cynicism is what happens when a person opens their eyes; stops blinking in the sun, and starts wondering "why". Question everything, believe only that which you yourself deem true. Go ahead- Call me cynical.

07-29-2004, 11:56 PM	#5
Count Comfect Word Santa Claus Join Date: Feb 2004 Location: Chicago, IL Posts: 2,922	maybe three minutes thanks. I rhyme too much for my own good in real life, so it is good it has an outlet of some sort. __________________ Sufficient to have stood, yet free to fall.

07-30-2004, 12:21 AM	#6
*Tessar* Master and Wielder of the Cardboard Harp of Gondor Join Date: Sep 2001 Location: IM IN UR POSTZ, EDITIN' UR WURDZ Posts: 6,433	I love PB&Js, yes I do, That lovely swirl of peanut goo, the ruddy red of strawberry jam, I like it much better than veel or ham! Oh how to describe that very first bite? Like heaven above, like ice cream with... ice, I fear that didn't rhyme, but the point I make to you, is that I love PB&Js, and you should too!

07-30-2004, 12:24 AM	#7
Lizra Domesticated Swing Babe Join Date: May 2002 Location: Reality Posts: 5,340	The day's so long, with many turns, the morning started bright. Did this...did that...did all the things, yet the ending just went splat. __________________ Happy Atheist Go Democrats!

07-30-2004, 12:26 AM	#8
BeardofPants the Shrike Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: San Francisco, CA <3 Posts: 10,647	Ants in your pants, ants in your pants, Gimme your pants, don't make me pant, Cos I then I'll rant... About how much I want YOUR PANTS! It's a lovely song I wrote at another site in less than a minute. You like? __________________ "Binary solo! 0000001! 00000011! 0000001! 00000011!" ~ The Humans are Dead, Flight of the Conchords

07-30-2004, 12:31 AM	#9
*Tessar* Master and Wielder of the Cardboard Harp of Gondor Join Date: Sep 2001 Location: IM IN UR POSTZ, EDITIN' UR WURDZ Posts: 6,433	DAMN!!!! BoP has L337 poem SK33L2!!!!

07-30-2004, 01:05 AM	#11
BeardofPants the Shrike Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: San Francisco, CA <3 Posts: 10,647	He means I have woopy skills, AND that I know how to spell veal. __________________ "Binary solo! 0000001! 00000011! 0000001! 00000011!" ~ The Humans are Dead, Flight of the Conchords

07-30-2004, 01:18 AM	#12
*Tessar* Master and Wielder of the Cardboard Harp of Gondor Join Date: Sep 2001 Location: IM IN UR POSTZ, EDITIN' UR WURDZ Posts: 6,433	Veal is one thing, but I meant veel. Two different meats entirely. Oh, and L337 = Leet. Which means 'elite'. Sk33l2= skills. I'm saying that her skills at poetry are very skillful and elite. . I only use 'leet' speak when I'm being silly, such as now . Last edited by Tessar : 07-30-2004 at 01:19 AM.

07-30-2004, 02:31 AM	#13
BeardofPants the Shrike Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: San Francisco, CA <3 Posts: 10,647	BoP remains skeptical as ever of Tessars attempt at being clever. She demands his puny... pants or else she'll make him recant! __________________ "Binary solo! 0000001! 00000011! 0000001! 00000011!" ~ The Humans are Dead, Flight of the Conchords

07-30-2004, 07:36 PM	#14
*Tessar* Master and Wielder of the Cardboard Harp of Gondor Join Date: Sep 2001 Location: IM IN UR POSTZ, EDITIN' UR WURDZ Posts: 6,433	Tessar has no fear, Because his pants are near, And thanks to lots of super glue, That's where they'll darned well stay.

07-30-2004, 09:33 PM	#15
Ragnarok Rohirrim Warrior Join Date: Mar 2003 Location: PA Posts: 590	Here goes another one, this was based on a bad drug experience... perched on a stool like a stoic statue oblivious to everything trapped in a daze a failed attempt to escape from reality has left me tampering with my own mortality lifeless yet breathing the chemical toxins seethe through my vains like tranquil poison my body numbs the scenery blurred the voices echo as I am falling again...

08-02-2004, 12:47 AM	#16
Meriadoc Brandybuck Magnificent Master of Buckland Join Date: Jul 2004 Location: Buckland, U.S.A. Posts: 1,138	How's this: They do not fear the sleet and snow Wirling winds and horrid foe Nor the evil that lurks every way: If they loose gaurd, they will pay. Into battle they will go And there will be much sorrow and woe And if the enemy be up ahead He shall surely loose his head. The sound of victory they will cry Before dawn is almost nigh. And if a foe say nay or something of that kind He has clearly lost his mind. At the dawn of that day Amoungst the ruin and decay They will make themselves some pies When they are soon organized. __________________ But it is the way of my people to use light words at such times and say less than they mean. We fear to say to much. It robs us of the right words when a jest is out of place. -Meriadoc Brandybuck Is there anything I can do that wouldn't inconvenience me?.-Adrian Monk Hogan: What's a definate factor that we can count on? Newkirk: We don't know what we're doing. Do you wanna split a pineapple? -Shawn Spencer

08-02-2004, 06:50 PM	#17
Hanza Woolly Jumper Join Date: Jul 2002 Location: In my field of paper flowers and candy clouds of lullaby Posts: 1,200	rite ok i wish i could write poetry darn nothing rhymes with that wordery i think this poem shall soon end as poetry drives me round the bend __________________ :: there's nothing comforting in change:: Why dont sheep shrink in the rain??

08-02-2004, 07:02 PM	#18
BeardofPants the Shrike Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: San Francisco, CA <3 Posts: 10,647	Well, I also happen to think, my dear Hanza, That it is quite hard to write in the stanza, but never-mind the difficulty of writing in rhyme, As I fear I have run out of time! __________________ "Binary solo! 0000001! 00000011! 0000001! 00000011!" ~ The Humans are Dead, Flight of the Conchords

08-02-2004, 09:37 PM	#19
Ragnarok Rohirrim Warrior Join Date: Mar 2003 Location: PA Posts: 590	Here goes another one.... when I look in the mirror I question what I see a faceless man within the shards of shattered dreams my blackened heart long bereft of warmth is scarring deeper still emotionless and fragile this unresolved conflict an indifference of languor digresses through my mind slowly I place the mask back on to my face reality and clarity now rendered a silent scream from within Today I killed my Ego... I think rhyme in poems is always good to have, but sometmes I like free verse better because rhyme forces you to use certain words.

08-03-2004, 08:35 AM	#20
Beruthiel's cat mystical divinity of Unashamed Felinity Join Date: Feb 2004 Location: New York's beautiful North Coast -- we're all mad here!!! Posts: 635	Ever elusive, I have no time even when searching for a proper rhyme. The days speed by like a banana Looking for a beach cabanna. Meanwhile I shall onward seek A word to rhyme this word I speak: "Orange" __________________ "Never try to out-stubborn a cat!" -- R. Heinlein ~~~~~~~~~ "But I don't want to be among mad people, " Alice remarked. "Oh, but you can't help that," said the Cat; "We're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad." "How do you know I'm mad?" said Alice. "You must be," said the Cat, "or you wouldn't have come here." ~~ Lewis Carroll ~~~~~~~~~~~ Time flies like an arrow. Fruit flies like a banana...

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