Counterfeit
07.06.10 | I'm not a fag, so no. Jk, but seriously, I'm terrible at writing them, but if I could, I prolly would. |
TheBaneofSputnik
07.06.10 | No, sorry, I'm not gay |
Sowing
07.06.10 | ive written a few hundred or so but they are all pretty amateur and not very good |
ConsiderPhlebas
07.06.10 | I'd be happy to contribute something |
klap
07.06.10 | i write sins not tragedies |
Masochist
07.06.10 | Yeah, I've got some stuff. Pretty bad stuff. Here's a limerick:
There once was a tic upon Tok
Too tipsy on tonic to talk
Said Tok to the tick,
"You're gonna be sick!"
Said the tick back to Tok,
"BLLLUUUURRRRGGGHHH!" |
Emim
07.06.10 | No. |
TRMshadow
07.06.10 | Did a bit of poetry in English II, hated it. |
Helvete
07.06.10 | slut
going to punch you
in the eye
real hard
steal your money
fucking bitch |
Emim
07.06.10 | Anybody here like wearing skirts and pretty ribbons in their hair?
jk, kinda sorta but not really |
couldwinarabbit
07.06.10 | I suck at it. But have you read Leonard Cohen's poetry. It's amazing. |
Helvete
07.06.10 | that was just a taster of my work give me a topic and i will write something even more awesome |
youresocute
07.06.10 | oh wow i'd love to what are the requirements? |
Helvete
07.06.10 | i love dicks
so smooth
cylindrical prizes
shoot forth your seed
into my face
i will see heaven
through the sticky mess |
ConsiderPhlebas
07.06.10 | do some war poetry Helvete |
Helvete
07.06.10 | war
and I'm dead |
ConsiderPhlebas
07.06.10 | Not as raw as the first one but good |
Helvete
07.06.10 | it is tight
moist
dark
liberally apply
the lubrication
slide it in
my dick
in your butt |
Helvete
07.06.10 | ugh poetry's so fuckign gay |
ziroth
07.06.10 | that's walt whitman, correct? |
ConsiderPhlebas
07.06.10 | Gay poetry is gay. Good poetry isn't.
They fuck you up, your mum and dad.
They may not mean to, but they do.
They fill you with the faults they had
And add some extra, just for you.
But they were fucked up in their turn
By fools in old-style hats and coats,
Who half the time were soppy-stern
And half at one another's throats.
Man hands on misery to man.
It deepens like a coastal shelf.
Get out as early as you can,
And don't have any kids yourself.
-Philip Larkin. |
Spec
07.06.10 | Keep in mind everyone that lyrics from songs are poetry as well. If you hate poetry then you hate music lyrics basically. |
ConsiderPhlebas
07.06.10 | Have some of this, too.
Tich Miller wore glasses
with elastoplast-pink frames
and had one foot three sizes larger than the other.
When they picked teams for outdoor games
she and I were always the last two
left standing by the wire-mesh fence.
We avoided one another’s eyes,
stooping, perhaps, to re-tie a shoelace,
or affecting interest in the flight
of some fortunate bird, and pretended
not to hear the urgent conference:
‘Have Tubby!’ ‘No, no, have Tich!’
Usually they chose me, the lesser dud,
and she lolloped, unselected,
to the back of the other team.
At eleven we went to different schools.
In time I learned to get my own back,
sneering at hockey-players who couldn’t spell.
Tich died when she was twelve.
-Wendy Cope |
BigHans
07.06.10 | Collective Soul rules. |
bloc
07.06.10 | ALL YOU DID IS SNITCH
YOU LITTLE BITCH |
taroo
07.06.10 | poetry if for wussys.
Real men write Scifi/fantasy novels. |
Dryden
07.06.10 | my poems are x rated |
