Teach-in Lento

Caught completely on the hop
Thought I'd write it fast
Fraught things don't go so well
Ought never to have left it till last.

Show me quickly what to write,
Low lights make patterns in my head,
Know that while I tarry here, my
Beau lies waiting asleep in bed.
 
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This one looks brain twistingly cool :D as soon as I have time teach, I'll try one!
 
Forget about the shaded past
beset with trials and decay
regret is wasted trivia
you bet it's just another day.

I used to live in worrisome
tie my slow plain in angry knots
try to survive behind a wall--
pie in the sky (it's only thoughts).
 
Forget about the shaded past
beset with trials and decay
regret is wasted trivia
you bet it's just another day.

I used to live in worrisome
tie my slow plain in angry knots
try to survive behind a wall--
pie in the sky (it's only thoughts).

Are you giving rules the finger again? :)
 
Running into Her


Awash with emotions, I easily
josh about how things were,
Noshing on bar food while the
mosh pit runs wild. Such a blur.

Wanting to show you I was fine,
Shunting all the words I just kept
fronting a face that smiled, laughed,
blunting what would come when I slept.


:cool:
 
Yeah you are right. I was giving the finger to the rules lol. I thought the whole line sounded forced with other options. :eek:

Forget about the shaded past
beset with trials and decay
regret is wasted trivia
you bet it's just another day.

ah well, it worked for me :) with the stresses falling on the second syllable of each line anyway, it's only the smallest bending as i see it. and better to bend than to wilt :D

perhaps it can be termed a 'deferred lento'? :devil:
 
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or de-furred, for Lit and if we're gonna wax lyrical about it


*taxi!*
 
Wink What We Had Done Behind His Back

Interesting. I think I might like it better with a more regular meter to the lines, though.

Also, this doesn't fit with this thread, should get a moderator to move it somewhere more fitting.
 
Interesting. I think I might like it better with a more regular meter to the lines, though.

Also, this doesn't fit with this thread, should get a moderator to move it somewhere more fitting.

Have we been trolled again? Some people never give up
 
Running into Her


Awash with emotions, I easily
josh about how things were,
Noshing on bar food while the
mosh pit runs wild. Such a blur.

Wanting to show you I was fine,
Shunting all the words I just kept
fronting a face that smiled, laughed,
blunting what would come when I slept.


:cool:

Ahem I'm the Gerund Whore in these parts ;)
 
Fuck, obscene words in the air
luck would have me leaving fast
stuck while they fight and pull hair
struck by the stupidity from the past

Get me out of this place
set as it is for world war three
Bet they can handle the pace
Fret and worry without me
 
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Fuck, obscene words in the air
luck would have me leaving fast
stuck while they fight and pull hair
struck by the stupidity from the past

Get me out of this place
set as it is for world war three
Bet they can handle the pace
Fret and worry without me

I shall have to go back and read my own rules about what rhymes where on the end lines!
 
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