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First impression ...... could you make up your mind if you are going to start each new line with a capital letter or not? my preference is only starting a sentence with one as it flows better on reading
First impression ...... could you make up your mind if you are going to start each new line with a capital letter or not? my preference is only starting a sentence with one as it flows better on reading
Well of course we must all do our own thing but if you're writing it for others consumption (i.e on a messageboard) why ask for opinions/critique if you're not going to take them onboard? You might just as well carry on willy nilly writing in your way for yourself. Oh by the way welcome to the board and do you want anymore critique to the actual poems themselves?
Not sure if that's a yes or no!!
It'd seem I'm too much of an over-sensitive cunt this early in the morning. I shall return at noon.
And I pose
without repose
the universe grows red with prose
much like a drunkard's nose
A symptom of excess
I s'pose
For some have learned
(that's a strong word)
That pen beats sword
In indirect rapport, at least
Yet others seek
To deafen the meek
So that they might reach some peak
Of peace- a trick!
Yonder, there stands
the one who'll teach
those who won't listen
how to preach
In a new language,
Same old stitch
So that all* might get along
All work for "I"
while some shout "we"
out of conviction**
with(out) glee
Others, to attrition
Speak at "you"
Cause their mirrors broke
And what's a bloke to do for seven years?
*minus those obstinate, obtuse, obfuscating, obsolete
If only they could disappear somewhere in the deep, dark night!
**life without parole
On white
by teknight
A blank page:
A challenge?
A curse?
A question,
Waiting to be put in verse?
A desert to cross,
Or a cross to bear?
Neither here, nor there
an empty page
Full of future amazement
Or doodles and scrawls?
A waste, an investment,
What all
is in store?
How perfect this place would be
Were it not for you and me!
Yet, in our combined absence
Who'd then be imbued with essence,
Sit and wonder
At the majesty of nature
Ponder Mother's
Grand ole' stature
Highlighted by
Man's conspicuous omission?
Ha! Never thought about delivering my poems orally. And my reticence stems from the fact that I write my poems in a single, gruesome go. Once I put the pen down, it's down, and it's done. I guess I've not learned how to share....I'm an only child, what did you expect?The reason I say that I figure you're a spoken word poet is because even though the work evolves each time it's performed, the written version isn't up for editing since the page is not the primary vehicle to deliver the message. That being said, once the verbal message has landed on the doorstep it is irretrievably in the past and not up for editing either. Is that a fair assessment? Is that why you say these pieces are "done"?
Maturity is sometimes signalled through the acceptance that no matter how perfect our poem is perceived to be, we can still find a way to improve it (usually through editing). I liked the poems. They're fine and I think serve your purpose. Thanks for sharing them.
Oh! You really should speak them! You'll hear how the rhythm snaps right out of your tongue on teeth. Modulate, elevate, anticipate and regulate your adjectives and superlatives then you'll find the perfect pitch.Ha! Never thought about delivering my poems orally. And my reticence stems from the fact that I write my poems in a single, gruesome go. Once I put the pen down, it's down, and it's done. I guess I've not learned how to share....I'm an only child, what did you expect?
Alright, alright. *opens the side entrance to his head* Get in here, if you're gonna edit.
Is that what he was shouting lol