Poetry Corner

[Abitrary]

noooo!!!! it has to be your own

 

[Elmer Fudd]

noooo!!!! it has to be your own

I know that Abe, just love the words to that one tho' !

I am now going to attempt to put pen to paper, just for you pal !!

 

[Aperitif]

My poetry
got cut down.
It'll grow again -
shoot.
OK?

 

[Abitrary]

My poetry
got cut down.
It'll grow again -
shoot.
OK?

Nice. That could do with a bit of random indentation, to make if feel like molecules of wisdom frenetically abounding e.g.

My poetry
got cut again-
It'll grow again


etc

 

[Abitrary]

If this thing didn't cut whitespace out of course

 

[Alcdrew]

Nothing last forever,
Even loves a lie,
A tool for manipulation,
There's no god in the sky!!

 

[Abitrary]

Nothing last forever,
Even loves a lie,
A tool for manipulation,
There's no god in the sky!!

I really like that, it's got a bit of Keats about it, but with a bit of Coleridge shaking his fist at the sky.

I'm waiting for Richard Hawley to start singing some country and western on Jonathan Ross right now, so I haven't got time to google it.

But if you've just copied and pasted, woe betide you, child

 

[Abitrary]

Nothing last forever,
Even loves a lie,
A tool for manipulation,
There's no god in the sky!!

Quick google, and this is the real thing

 

[Abitrary]

Nothing last forever,
Even loves a lie,
A tool for manipulation,
There's no god in the sky!!

What's it about though? Booze or women?

 

[Big Bren]

Friday 12th October 2007

several people expected things
of me today, Friday 12th October
I disappointed at least three of them
two, purposefully

Bren

 

[Brock]

Quick google, and this is the real thing

You should google better, I had my doubts and found this.

'Nothing lasts forever, even love’s a lie,
a tool for manipulation,
and there's no God within my sight...'

Extract from 'Godless' by Blake R. Pirtle, a death row inmate at Washington State Penitentiary.

Plagiary I cry!

I'm thoroughly disappointed at the response to your thread Abitrary, I thought cycling folk would show an inherent artistic flair and flood you with creativity in moving prose and witty verse, but I'm still waiting.

 

[Brock]

Friday 12th October 2007

several people expected things
of me today, Friday 12th October
I disappointed at least three of them
two, purposefully

Bren

That's your poem? I expected more.

 

[Big Bren]

It was actually something that my wife said to me, paraphrased; I liked the sound of it.

Sorry if you were disappointed.

Bren

 

[SamNichols]

Here's the haiku that I wrote for our pub poetry competition last night:

A bar-based Haiku:

In Big Hands we sit
Blonde girls serve us pricey drinks
Small change weighs us down.

(I haven't written any poetry for a long time, but I was very pleased with the last line).

 

[Brock]

hurrah for haiku! I like it Sam, did you win?