The Big Pointy One Posted June 5, 2002 Report Share Posted June 5, 2002 I think in some social circles this may count as a poem. Correct me if I'm wrong. ~No title~ What am I, some sort of clay that you can just mould into whatever shape you please? Am I just some sort of ornament on your wall? For you to look at then dust off when you're bored? Who am I to you, just a little child not quite a friend someone you know? Who am I, just some tortured soul to abuse and spin around like a top for convenient pleasure? I don't really know but I'll do it some more if you just tell me why. BigPointyStick ----------------- Wielder of the BPS Companion of Mr.Bunny "I can throw knives!" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rahsash Geldich Posted June 5, 2002 Report Share Posted June 5, 2002 I think this could definitly count as a free-verse poem. A good one in fact. It starts off with feelings of anger and resentment, but the last stanza makes you review it as a cry for help almost, very interesting. ::applause:: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nyyark Posted June 5, 2002 Report Share Posted June 5, 2002 Agreed in value of read and poem. Good job! Edited by: Nyyark at: 6/5/02 10:40:48 am Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Falcon2001 Posted June 5, 2002 Report Share Posted June 5, 2002 And it does NOT sux0r! Ha! I win, I told you whatever you were writing was not sux0r, and I was right, hell yeah! Cioden Darkeye Quill-Bearer - The Pen is Mightier than the Sword President of the Peredhil Fan Club Owner of the Reply Raven - Enemy to all those who never post responses Ashaman - WoT - Blitz II Council - The Hunters - Blitz II Leisure Officer - SFV Ultima - Beta Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gyrfalcon Posted June 6, 2002 Report Share Posted June 6, 2002 Daryl bounds into the room, and nearly smashes into Stick. He skids to a stop, all four paws planted, and looks up gravely as Stick recites his poem. At the end, Daryl lowers his head and tucks his tail around his paws, then looks up and yips loudly. "Yip!" (which can be translated to: Nice poetry!) And then he bounds off once more. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Big Pointy One Posted June 7, 2002 Author Report Share Posted June 7, 2002 Well, thanks everyone for the compliments, it's appreciated, especially since it's a rare event that I actually throw out some poetry for once. As for whom it's adressed to, it could be a couple different people, but at the time I was mostly thinking about a certain girl whom I've much interest for at the moment- and whom I'm constantly fearing is toying around with me. Of course, those fears are usually qualmed, and usually lack reason. Heh. What can I say, I don't exactly have a good history relationship-wise. Oh well, that's life. BigPointyStick ----------------- Wielder of the BPS Companion of Mr.Bunny "I can throw knives!" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Xradion Posted June 7, 2002 Report Share Posted June 7, 2002 Good job! I am curious as to who the poem is addressed. I think that one of the nice elements of this poem is that it could be addressed to an abusive lover, God, the Devil, a malicious school teacher, or anyone with an overly-possessive negative influence for that matter. In this sense, it is somewhat abstract...and I like it that way! Xradion, The Horny Druid, Scholar of the Ancient Arts, Holder of the Eye of Odin. "The only emperor is the emperor of ice-cream." -Wallace Stevens "When at home, do as the Homans do." –Xradion Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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