I wrote something.

CrazyHelloDeli

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"Come Hither" spoke Zarathustra,
"Whereof did thy glue obtain?" spoke he.
"Where else, but from the horses!" they replied.
Ghastly pallor befell Zarathustra,
Thus Nietzsche beat his chest and wept.

"Horse?! Why?! Elmer's abounds these parts!" Chastised he.
"Ti's our assurance of quality, sir!" Answered they.
"These Hooves we earnestly cut, discard the rest, cast out to rot
Among the flowers!"
Thus Nietzsche beat his chest and wept.

Earnestly, he who wept, forth sprung, as Athene,
Armored from Jove's head, grasping!
"Egads!" protested they, beguiled at his ire,
"I have at thee hooves, vermin!" ejaculated the knight errant.
Thus Nietzsche beat his chest and wept.

"Daniels! Thy prod, furnish me with it's might,
"So that I might cast aside this adversary!" Spoke he who is Carl.
Daniels, anticipating his comrades plea, did so.
Zap! Zap!
"Fuck! That hurt!" Zarathustra illustrated.
Thus Nietzsche beat his chest and wept.

So, what do you all think? Its my first poem.


 

JohnCU

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i make a new rule: if the title says something is good, it probably isn't.
 

Locut0s

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Two poems I wrote long ago (Can't remember if I wrote these in freshman year or grade 12) and buried in my hard drive swearing never to open again. Guess if you summoned up the courage to post yours I'll post mine:

Yes they suck but I liked them at the time.

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Life
What is life?
what but the intangible between birth and death?

Life
From birth we are thrust forth screaming in terror.
Little do I think life teaches us but re-articulations of that infant cry.

Life
A river that sweeps on the drowning man,
who in his terror frantically grabs at the flotsam
and so appears to others to have mastered the flow,
but no one masters the river.
On it carries us.
Childhood, Adolescence, Adulthood, Senility.
Inexorably towards that all encompassing numbness.

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I caught a bee on the ship,
just before we shipped.
And stored it in a jar.

The white men hated that bee.
Vicious, and Savage they thought them,
much as they thought of me.
That black bee and me.
Not like the delicate bumblebee;
and yet, like.
And perhaps why they hated it,
all the more. For bee it was.
That they could not deny.
And perhaps the likeness made them see,
some of their mistake half across the sea.

I loved that bee with me,
on my crazy trip across the sea.
That black be and me,
on the wind tossed sea.

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The poem below this is my sig and has nothing to do with the ones I wrote above, it's actually legit
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I4AT

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I was actually entertained, it was better than the crap they made us read and analyze in high school. No subject bored me more than literature.
 

JohnCU

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Originally posted by: Locut0s
Originally posted by: JohnCU
i make a new rule: if the title says something is good, it probably isn't.

JohnCU's Oldsmoboat's law?

if that would hold as a new law, all my life's goals would be fulfilled.
 

LtPage1

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If I'd been sitting through usual crap at a reading and you came on, I might laugh because it's silly. But out of the context of awful poetry, it's still awful.
 

jonks

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what you wrote is bad
that you think it's good is bad
please don't post again


+5 haiku!