[Apocalypse]

I was talking to Plaz over WLM, trying to think of something to write, and as he tried to spur me on I accidentally composed a poem.

I am your knowledge fish
And you sprinkle bits of ideas to me
But I stare vacantly
And then die.

So, what happens when you must compose a poem on the spot? Well, you have to post it, because I hereby order everyone who enters this thread to leave a spur of the moment composition. There are no exceptions.

And quality does not matter at all. I just want to see how crazy everyone is by psychoanalyzing these poems.

[Plazmataz]

What's that on your face?
Is it hair?
A beard?
Or perhaps something more sinister...

[fastillion]

I had a cat,
his name was bat,
he sang to me songs of joy.
Then one day, bat got fat,
and farted when he sat.



I like this thread. Good job Apoco, I found my new TF

[ensign edwards]

I hate poetry.
It makes me say... no-etry.
I can't rhyme.
Not with any amount of time.

Yeah, I suck. I know.

[fastillion]

Well this is the story
of a guy named cory,
spent all his days with his girl.
Went to her house at four in the morning,
fell out her tree when attacked by a squirrel.

[Apocalypse]

A worn shoe on the pavement.
A pristine, Euclidian building.
A door open to a weaving spectrum of color.

All of these things
Are vaguely poetic.

[Russell Crowe]

are there an awful lot
of non-euclidean buildings?

[Apocalypse]

I might be going crazy, but I'm actually starting to see meaning in my poems.
The first is an indictment of modern education. The fish is a metaphor for students and their lack of interest in learning.
The second is a satire of poems that take themselves too seriously, and a deconstruction of poetry itself, as well as a parody of symbolism in general.

I'm either a genius or I'm an idiot.

[fastillion]

I vote the latter.
Also I has a ladder.

[Apocalypse]

I'm afraid my work cannot be understood by philistines such as you gentlemen.

[Plazmataz]

A philistine throwing stones;
A Philistine being killed by thrown stones;
A stone thrown in either direction, from the hand of either party.

One is vaguely threatening,
One is vaguely biblical,
And one is not so vaguely ambiguous.

[mlaz]

er was eens een aapje
die hete geeneens jaapje
toch was dat aapje
een pittig knaapje

[Plazmataz]

mlaz, on Aug 6 2009, 08:21 AM, said:

er was eens een aapje
die hete geeneens jaapje
toch was dat aapje
een pittig knaapje

I have no idea what you just said, but it looks like it rhymes, so you're in!

[mlaz]

the melodie of the words even work better this way:

d'er was eens een aapje
die hete geeneens jaapje
toch was dat aapje
nog een pittig knaapje



just try it




yea right like you can do a dutch g

or a ch

[Plazmataz]

mlaz, on Aug 6 2009, 10:20 AM, said:

yea right like you can do a dutch g

or a ch

Are you making fun of me?

She's making fun of me.

[Russell Crowe]

she's making fun of you, yup.

[Melvin]

A house, a home
A Biodome
Paulie Shore whispers soft insanities in my ear
Until only darkness remains
And the world will end to that voice
A thousand warheads falling until
Only the dome remains
Like the cockroaches

[Apocalypse]

Buuuuuddy.

[fastillion]

LOL Brandon, Thomas the Tank Engine agrees.

[Apocalypse]

In the Book Club section
A man attempts a hasty ressurection
For the venerable thread
That was supposedly dead.
It may not be poetry perfection,
And surely you will clamor for my head,
But I must offer my own correction:
Take Clark's head instead.

This post has been edited by Apocalypse: 22 June 2010 - 12:20 PM