poetry slap
Feb. 9th, 2004 11:14 pmwhich is much less harsh than a poetry slam, natch.
I can't help it. I get into Moods. And when I Mood, I Verse. And then it only gets Werse. *wince* Haiku is my preferred weapon, but I had a side helping of Cicardi with my Frost, Levertov and William Carlos Williams as a child, and as you can see I'm not afraid to doggerel or pun, either.
Come one, come all. Bring your good verse, your bad verse, your heartfelt and your snarky verse. You have nothing to lose but your dignity, and hey, if we all do this together...
No grading, no voting. No rules, regs or poetry police. Just having fun and stretching a little. I want to see something from everyone -- yes, everyone. I see you in the corner there. Come on, come out!
What? You want me to go first?
All right.
You turned once to say
Something, I’ve forgotten what;
I regret that now.
I can't help it. I get into Moods. And when I Mood, I Verse. And then it only gets Werse. *wince* Haiku is my preferred weapon, but I had a side helping of Cicardi with my Frost, Levertov and William Carlos Williams as a child, and as you can see I'm not afraid to doggerel or pun, either.
Come one, come all. Bring your good verse, your bad verse, your heartfelt and your snarky verse. You have nothing to lose but your dignity, and hey, if we all do this together...
No grading, no voting. No rules, regs or poetry police. Just having fun and stretching a little. I want to see something from everyone -- yes, everyone. I see you in the corner there. Come on, come out!
What? You want me to go first?
All right.
You turned once to say
Something, I’ve forgotten what;
I regret that now.
Re:
Date: 2004-02-10 10:08 am (UTC)Almost inspires me to do more poetry. If I wasn't at work.
Re:
Date: 2004-02-10 11:20 am (UTC)The cathedral sits alone
Germany again