Poetics and Poetry Discussion
(4/5/2005 8:27:00 AM)
Sherrie, your words are appreciated but I am afraid you are assessing the situation incorrectly.
If management of this site allows the last remark of him to go unpunished I will have lost all faith in them.
And if no one objects to a message like that to appear here, where we ought to be discussing poetry, then I will know what to think of the caliber of our membership.
It is not so much that I am personally involved, having been made a target because I stood up for a friend, I would not sit idly by if anyone else were being attacked like this.
If it is acceptable to say what England said today then the world is indeed a pretty sad place.
(4/5/2005 6:36:00 AM)
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Excuse me lady’s and gentlemen, I apologise for butting in like this but I just wanted to make a very small point that I hope will be helpful to everyone. I just posted a new poem without first checking if the title I had chosen for it was unique. I posted my poem entitled “No Words” (and no this is not a plug) but after doing a search for that very title, discovered that there were about ten other poems listed as the same! ! Just thought this was a good point to bring up for everyone or do you all check first? ?
I have changed the title of my new poem and no, I am not going to tell you what to. Ha, ha. You’ll have to guess J
Love, kindness and Peace on Australia Earth
(4/5/2005 6:11:00 AM)
It will be very interesting (if not downright educational) to see how the membership of P/H will react to the new behaviour of Paul England. If taking a look at even his latest personal message (in the open column under a poet's work) does not entice you to send a note to management or make a public comment then I rest my case.
Do we really need filth like this around on this site? Do expressions like shitbrick etc improve our climate?
I wonder if someone will have the spine to stand up and be counted.
This is a great site by comparison but if we sit back and allow those from the very lowest spot on the roots of the totem pole (they are anchored in the sewer)
to hang around then perhaps we deserve what we get.
(4/5/2005 3:49:00 AM)
But those were real humans!
Is Dallas being shown in China?
(4/4/2005 11:46:00 PM)
I'm sorry I'm a bit late...but may I offer this humble piece for the rhyme challenge...
The Woman From Crete
Yes, indeed. I knew of that young woman, she was from the Isle of Crete.
Or so that’s what she told you if you and she should happen to meet.
Her captivating charms held most men at her very feet.
Always so properly dressed she flashed her wit so very cutesy and neat
Her smile so perfectly white but for that gold front tooth of soldered sheet.
She daily left a twinkle and a wink on most she knew on her street,
Except, that is, for those ladies who had suspicions of her true beat.
Even I admit there was something intangible about this lady of Greek
But, well, C’est la vie in her flirtatious effort to remain daintily discreet.
But one, dark night I witnessed her secret she thought was hers to keep.
I was just exiting the Third Street Bar, they had a 2A.M. closing to meet.
The back streets would be my shortcut home on my walking feet.
In a car a young man and a black clad gal were cozying in the back seat
They began unclothing, dropping what was covering them to their feet.
When suddenly, from nowhere, a police car rushed up to them in a streak.
The car doors flew open and the young man was busted into police keep.
From the arrested car I then saw the woman make her slow, deliberate leap
Into the awaiting pats on her back from the police known as ‘the heat’.
As she showed her I. D. badge to her fellow officers for their report sheet
I heard one of them say to her, “Thank you again for your well-done feat.”
So. This had been…a sting. A young man, tonight, lured as a sex creep.
But, just another night’s job for a police gal’s midnight job workweek.
All this time they had not noticed me…I stealthily uttered not a peep…
And as they parted they all joked and laughed under a street lamp of teak
Only then did I see, and I say this with honesty and meek
I saw what could belong to only one young woman in such a brief peep
Her perfectly white smile except for one gold tooth of soldered sheet.
Yes, you might say I knew of that young woman…the woman from Crete.
Just me, Lare
(4/4/2005 10:38:00 PM)
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Once a small dog did run away
Hid in a log inside the woods
met there a frog who was all green
one day a hog just wandered by
he wore a tog and did some grunting
That night the fog came to the trees
nearby, a bog was filled with sounds
a demagogue was in there, camping
drinking eggnog from silver cup
and was agog at goings on
went for a jog around the pines
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(4/4/2005 9:55:00 PM)
This is another challenge.... to write a poem with the only rhyme allowed in the centre of each line. No rhyme is allowed at either the beginning OR the end of any line... see what happens? I am following Robert OJ's suggestion to exercise ourselves. Sxx
(4/4/2005 9:10:00 PM)
A Challenge in Rhyme
A murdered poet? Is it true?
What the hell should we do?
Should we bid ourselves adieu?
Should we cheer, should we boo?
Should we shout into the blue?
Should we gasp, should we coo?
Should we drink the fallen dew?
Make a coat of a newborn ewe?
Mourn the loved and fallen few?
Stop and hold us all with glue?
Laugh at those of even hue?
And were God’s first people really Jews?
Cause I Never heard of one named Lou.
Yes, cows are always saying moo,
That of course, is nothing new.
There’s nothing here for saying “oooo”
Or sitting pious in a pew,
Or standing in a pious queue,
Or in Paris at the Rue.
Yes, American’s will always sue.
Yes I will, it's me too.
So here’s a “Dear John” line for you.
And all without a darkened view,
There’s nothing left to win or woo.
Nothing left but me and you.
Sure seems like a lonely zoo.
(4/4/2005 5:25:00 PM)
There's a new poet on the site named Sean McDowell. He posted a number of poems today that I think are worth checking out.
(4/4/2005 5:07:00 PM)
This has happened to me twice. Make sure he did not change his settings on his personal page accidentally.
Waiting for management can be tiring. I am still waiting for them to keep a promise (to wipe the cacatum from that English scum off my pages) , it's been many weeks. But then, my first message to P/H management in the beginning was answereds 3 months later.
Not to worry, I live in Australia, it's the norm here.