A Poet Walks Into a Bar . . .

[HarryHill]

I was going to say: "I think I got better at writing poetry, I must be doing something right in my choices on how to learn", but then I remembered that no one knows what poetry is, nor what makes it good, which makes my attempt to learn how to write it completely blind, which makes it irrelevant. I think you're right: participating in the 30 in 30 is pretty useless.

You are doing fine. we need a summer challenge to write. who cares what poetry is or is not. write what pleases you, where it pleases you...

 

[twelveoone]

Puff. Gone.​

purest poetry I ever did see
out senna's the senna

 

[HarryHill]

purest poetry I ever did see
out senna's the senna

I like what he's doing with the first line

 

[butters]

I like what he's doing with the first line

and the layering...

apples/smoke/weed... dragons, even. mannnnnnnnn that's deep.

 

[butters]

goodnight

 

[bronzeage]

I was going to say: "I think I got better at writing poetry, I must be doing something right in my choices on how to learn", but then I remembered that no one knows what poetry is, nor what makes it good, which makes my attempt to learn how to write it completely blind, which makes it irrelevant. I think you're right: participating in the 30 in 30 is pretty useless.

No one knows what makes poetry good and fewer know what makes it well. Here is the rub, poetry is not a cake. There is no recipe, there is no measuring spoon and cup. There are no marks on the oven dial. All we have are the tools and the ingredients and no idea how it's going to taste when we pour the batter on the page.

And yet, every once in awhile, someone produces something beautiful, and even though the formula never works twice, someone will always fine another, just as good.

When we say no one knows what makes poetry good, what we mean is, no one knows what will make poetry is good. Once it's finished, anyone can see it is good and perhaps speculate about why, but no one has yet created a recipe from the taste of the finished cake.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Why do I always write that brilliant line in my head last thing at night just before sleep, and then have forgotten it in the morning?

 

[HarryHill]

Why do I always write that brilliant line in my head last thing at night just before sleep, and then have forgotten it in the morning?

buy a recording device Juke box plays

 

[UnderYourSpell]

buy a recording device Juke box plays

Oh right! The other half has enough of me jabbering in my sleep, without spouting poetry in the middle of the night too!

 

[twelveoone]

No one knows what makes poetry good and fewer know what makes it well. Here is the rub, poetry is not a cake. There is no recipe, there is no measuring spoon and cup. There are no marks on the oven dial. All we have are the tools and the ingredients and no idea how it's going to taste when we pour the batter on the page.

And yet, every once in awhile, someone produces something beautiful, and even though the formula never works twice, someone will always fine another, just as good.

When we say no one knows what makes poetry good, what we mean is, no one knows what will make poetry is good. Once it's finished, anyone can see it is good and perhaps speculate about why, but no one has yet created a recipe from the taste of the finished cake.

let's not forget packaging, bronze, that is important and often makes for a potemt combination
http://lygsbtd.files.wordpress.com/2012/01/littledebbie-vampire.jpg

yep, def five

 

[butters]

Oh right! The other half has enough of me jabbering in my sleep, without spouting poetry in the middle of the night too!

can you imagine? ha

No one knows what makes poetry good and fewer know what makes it well. Here is the rub, poetry is not a cake. There is no recipe, there is no measuring spoon and cup. There are no marks on the oven dial. All we have are the tools and the ingredients and no idea how it's going to taste when we pour the batter on the page.

And yet, every once in awhile, someone produces something beautiful, and even though the formula never works twice, someone will always find another, just as good.

When we say no one knows what makes poetry good, what we mean is, no one knows what will make poetry is good. Once it's finished, anyone can see it is good and perhaps speculate about why, but no one has yet created a recipe from the taste of the finished cake.

• if yer rubbing it, bronze, it ain't cake batter.
• pouring batter on the page makes a big mess.
• when the cake's finished, you should be smiling and sighing about crumbs. let someone else wonder about the recipe.
• do not make cakes in bed.

let's not forget packaging, bronze, that is important and often makes for a potent combination
http://lygsbtd.files.wordpress.com/2012/01/littledebbie-vampire.jpg

yep, def five

packaging sells - but it don't improve the flavour, nuh-huh, though really really clever packaging can pursuade you otherwise.

 

[twelveoone]

packaging sells - but it don't improve the flavour, nuh-huh, though really really clever packaging can pursuade you otherwise.

here I am trying to bring culture to the masses
what you are missing is the subliminal
You are now Little Debbie's snack

probably an indirect threat to bronze

Don't Even think about breaking in the cake business, the girl crushed Ding-Dongs, Twinkies, etc.

 

[butters]

here I am trying to bring culture to the masses
what you are missing is the subliminal
You are now Little Debbie's snack

probably an indirect threat to bronze

Don't Even think about breaking in the cake business, the girl crushed Ding-Dongs, Twinkies, etc.

bite me

what? wrong thread?

*snerk*

 

[bronzeage]

bite me

what? wrong thread?

*snerk*

Do they have Little Debbie Cakes in Britain?

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Had to Google Little Debbie Cakes, perhaps she should meet Mr Kipling

 

[butters]

Do they have Little Debbie Cakes in Britain?

no, i don't think so but i know of them

Had to Google Little Debbie Cakes, perhaps she should meet Mr Kipling

perhaps mr kipling should meet me.
perhaps he already has.

 

[HarryHill]

no, i don't think so but i know of them



perhaps mr kipling should meet me.
perhaps he already has.

kippling's known in other lands
safe enough long as he keeps low his hands

 

[butters]

kippling's known in other lands
safe enough long as he keeps low his hands

but he does make
exceedingly good
cakes

but in the battle
of cake v grape
the fruit of the vine
wins this heart of mine

 

[HarryHill]

but he does make
exceedingly good
cakes

but in the battle
of cake v grape
the fruit of the vine
wins this heart of mine

A biscuit does make a better target
but grapes look so heavenly
sliding between your lipa

 

[butters]

A biscuit does make a better target
but grapes look so heavenly
sliding between your lipa

*imagination plays*

mmmmmmmmmmm

now that's some visual
to take into the realms of mist
cool grapes
glazed lips
oh......

 

[butters]

it's gotta be beer o'clock by now

 

[HarryHill]

it's gotta be beer o'clock by now

Raspberry? .. ..
*fills a schooner*

 

[butters]

Raspberry? .. ..
*fills a schooner*

hahahahaha - bless da wabbit!

danke
*sips*

how's trade?

 

[HarryHill]

hahahahaha - bless da wabbit!

danke
*sips*

how's trade?

Slow, going to have to close up soon and take the till to be repaired

 

[butters]

Slow, going to have to close up soon and take the till to be repaired

*nods around mouthful - eating dinner*

is that a euphemism?

and i've gotta go see if your new piece is up