rhyme stuff

wildsweetone

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i just have to get this off my chest...



Jam tarts in the kitchen
the kettle's whistling on the stove
race into the garden
down to the lemon grove.

Grab a ripe fruit
and rip it in half
scoop out the pips
throw them on the path!

Slice up the lemon flesh
three pieces for us each
squeeze the rest over pancakes
and scoff down on the beach!



okay i feel better now
:D
 
lol WSO! I like it, and all 'shot from the hip' poems. But I think this would be even better if you matched up your rhythm. Doesn't matter how many syllables in each line- just so each line is the same. Like 4544 in each stanza or 4445 or 4444 or 5555- whatever. Think it would read smoother. But its just fine how it is, too!
 
Jam tarts in the kitchen 6
the kettle's whistling on the stove 8
race into the garden 6
down to the lemon grove. 6

Grab a ripe fruit 4
and rip it in half 5
scoop out the pips 4
throw them on the path! 5

Slice up the lemon flesh 6
three pieces for us each 6
squeeze the rest over pancakes 7
and scoff down on the beach! 6

blimey it is all higglety pigglety.

lol
 
Higglety Pigglety!

wildsweetone said:
Jam tarts in the kitchen 6
the kettle's whistling on the stove 8
race into the garden 6
down to the lemon grove. 6

Grab a ripe fruit 4
and rip it in half 5
scoop out the pips 4
throw them on the path! 5

Slice up the lemon flesh 6
three pieces for us each 6
squeeze the rest over pancakes 7
and scoff down on the beach! 6

blimey it is all higglety pigglety.

lol

Higglety pigglety frock,
her lips slid down my cock.

My balls shot cum,
and she said, "yummm."

Higglety pigglety frock.

~ Lonelypoet :kiss:
 
wildsweetone said:
Jam tarts in the kitchen 6
the kettle's whistling on the stove 8
race into the garden 6
down to the lemon grove. 6

Grab a ripe fruit 4
and rip it in half 5
scoop out the pips 4
throw them on the path! 5

Slice up the lemon flesh 6
three pieces for us each 6
squeeze the rest over pancakes 7
and scoff down on the beach! 6

blimey it is all higglety pigglety.

lol
When life hands you lemons make lemonade
so what if our rhythm won't make the grade?
Boo makes such a persnickety fuss
I think she just likes tutoring us
saying, "Lookit the meter I made!" :p
 
wildsweetone said:
i just have to get this off my chest...

okay i feel better now
:D


Is that like a bra removal <grinin'>



Lemon pie in a sensual glide
across the sea of yummy
running a tongue
while running at the mouth
lapping at her tummy

Pan the cakes in batter smeared
using utensils as sex gear
teasing and proding
sliding along the body
wrapped like a pretzil peeled
 
Carrie, that's really bad. lol


MET, bra removal? what bra?

*grinning*

peeled? sheesh man, at least mine rhymed.


spaghetti bolognaise
on my warm fingers
smeared over skin
watch how they linger

the smooth delight
slippery to the touch
sliding on flesh
is nearly too much!
 
champagne1982 said:
When life hands you lemons make lemonade
so what if our rhythm won't make the grade?
Boo makes such a persnickety fuss
I think she just likes tutoring us
saying, "Lookit the meter I made!" :p

Anyone ever tell you you're a smart assy kind of bitch?? Maybe thats why I love you so much- you're just like me!! lol

I just figured if its gonna almost damn near rhyme why not make it tighter? Huh?? Izzat so bad?? Or do you not rhyme cuz its too much work?? Huh? HUH?

lol
 
wildsweetone said:
hey they rhyme! it's the metre that's all skewiff ;)

Thats true- I stand corrected. And I adore you...

Now go read what I wrote to you on the Planet Challenge thread...

Put your gun down first, ok?
 
Rhyme and Meter

Rhyme and meter can suck my peter,
and go to bloody hell.
Just say your mind, and be creative,
while under the muse's spell.

Never count the syllables,
to which you are a slave,
But simply write your heart out,
and use the mind He gave.

Now give us all your words my friend,
and let us see your heart,
then toss the rules to Rhyme and Meter,
before it ruins this precious art.

~ Lonelypoet
 
it is such fun
to quip the whip
but watch out cos
she's pretty quick

she's making me
work very hard
so i learn well
and don't turn into lard ;)

when you watch your metre
your words are succinct
the poem has delights
and becomes more distinct

the words can be transposed
thus twisting a certain fate
intriguing the mind
and creating the bait

so metre has its place
as does verse without rhyme
it's just a matter of taste
and can be simply sublime

:rose:
 
To A Sweet Lady

wildsweetone said:
it is such fun
to quip the whip
but watch out cos
she's pretty quick

she's making me
work very hard
so i learn well
and don't turn into lard ;)

when you watch your metre
your words are succinct
the poem has delights
and becomes more distinct

the words can be transposed
thus twisting a certain fate
intriguing the mind
and creating the bait

so metre has its place
as does verse without rhyme
it's just a matter of taste
and can be simply sublime

:rose:

You always have a very "sweet way" of expressing your point, sweetone. I am not necessarily opposed to rhyme and meter completely, just am opposed to those who think that if you don't follow it "exactly," then it has to be changed or it's not a poem. If you change your poem till it suits everyone else, then it is no longer your poem, but "theirs." I never submit to rhyme and meter, never have, and never will. I am a non-conformist, a rule-breaker, and a rebel. I will always fight "the establishment."

~ Lonelypoet :rose: :kiss:
 
Lonelypoet said:
You always have a very "sweet way" of expressing your point, sweetone. I am not necessarily opposed to rhyme and meter completely, just am opposed to those who think that if you don't follow it "exactly," then it has to be changed or it's not a poem. If you change your poem till it suits everyone else, then it is no longer your poem, but "theirs." I never submit to rhyme and meter, never have, and never will. I am a non-conformist, a rule-breaker, and a rebel. I will always fight "the establishment."

~ Lonelypoet :rose: :kiss:


....So??
 
Rhyme

Here is where we leave a rhyme,
Meter and prose tuned and primed.
Thoughts created in our mind,
Left here so please do be kind.

Every thought has a place,
Every sentence there to chase.
Look and see what I did,
This is my plea do as I bid.

Thanks so much for reading here,
Hope the sounds pleased your ear.
If not than twas all in vain,
For all I have done is cause you pain.

So much for the rhyming lines,
I have so much more that are mine.
But for now I will say adieu,
Leaving this place and you.
 
To Boo and LonelyPoet
quit squabbling or look out
i'll bang your heads together
and then give Lauren a shout

;)

i prefer the free verse form
there are no boundaries to keep
the poem needs to make sense
and sometimes make others weep

:p

hi to you thewantonscribe
welcome to this crazy thread
feel free to add all your thoughts
but don't tell a soul i said!


i love your poem!

:)
 
wildsweetone said:
To Boo and LonelyPoet
quit squabbling or look out
i'll bang your heads together
and then give Lauren a shout

WSO?? I don't even know this guy. I'm seriously not squabbling. I just didn't see any relevance to his post. So I wrote "So??" Thats not squabbling. Your thread is about rhyming, right? Or am I missing something?? :rose:
 
wildsweetone said:
i was just teasing. :kiss:

want to play with rhyme Boo? :) it's a form, right? :)


I just wrote a free verse ~
wanna take a look?
It ain't the best I ever done
In fact it's a spontaneous one
Its not goin in my book!!!
 
the woman makes me work at rhyme and form
and off she trots to play the free verse game
so here i sit in the corner with tim :cathappy:
and try to dream up some sob tale so lame

woe is me the one who has no skilled form
while it falls off fingertips of the rest
will i ever learn the skill to write 'right'
or will i leave it all and know what's best

i think i'll keep working for it does help
it's just a matter of practising hard
i'll get to the attainable one day
though my worn hands will be a little charred.

who knows what the poetry will be like
it should be better than what's done so far
so long as i keep my brunette head down
one day i'll reach that elusive cash bar

oh i know there's no money in poems
the cash refers to richness of the mind
i'll know how to play about with blank verse
and will Out from behind the kitchen blind

hmm

and yes Boo, i wanna see your free verse!
:)
 
Lonelypoet said:
You always have a very "sweet way" of expressing your point, sweetone. I am not necessarily opposed to rhyme and meter completely, just am opposed to those who think that if you don't follow it "exactly," then it has to be changed or it's not a poem. If you change your poem till it suits everyone else, then it is no longer your poem, but "theirs." I never submit to rhyme and meter, never have, and never will. I am a non-conformist, a rule-breaker, and a rebel. I will always fight "the establishment."

~ Lonelypoet :rose: :kiss:
did the thought ever occur to you, you are the establishment...
of versifiers
 
Some people always think they fight "the man".
They want so bad to cheat the master plan,
to be the underdog in right or wrong,
to sing their thing when others sing along.

And thus with poems, some believe like so:
That avantgarde is hard, but old-school...no.
You only have to hop and skip and spell
to write a little rhymey doggerel.

But really, who writes poetry today,
the way they did before, in neat array?
Establishment does freeform pretty well.
The rebel writes another villanelle.

;)
 
Liar said:
Some people always think they fight "the man".
They want so bad to cheat the master plan,
to be the underdog in right or wrong,
to sing their thing when others sing along.

And thus with poems, some believe like so:
That avantgarde is hard, but old-school...no.
You only have to hop and skip and spell
to write a little rhymey doggerel.

But really, who writes poetry today,
the way they did before, in neat array?
Establishment does freeform pretty well.
The rebel writes another villanelle.

;)
Damn good doggeral. Best I've seen in this thread, hate the last line, but only because I hate villanelles. Killer-Liar.
 
twelveoone said:
Damn good doggeral. Best I've seen in this thread, hate the last line, but only because I hate villanelles.
You and me both. Couldn't write one to save my life. Rhyme and meter is fairly easy. Recycling lines makes me wanna poke my eyes out with a spork.
 
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