Poetry and Purpose.

The Poet

Originally posted by lifeisworth
i am in fact calling you a fuckwit and i see no following
if i did
i'd call them all fuckwits, too

no paradox here

Then, you're an unpleasant person

EvilToasterElf

People are getting overly emotional I think, but I will agree that based on what I've seen so far from you, no matter how many years you've spend cloistered away writing, the poetic community probably won't even give you enough of a look to bother laughing. That may sound harsh, but I would advise you to be careful in thinking that because something comes truthfully from the darkness of an unclouded mind that it is going to be accepted, or even poetic, it takes practice, craft and experience to be able to write a good poetry, and that experience comes from exclusively from reading poetry, the same goes for literature, even the most gifted writing or poetic geniuses were well versed in poetry before they set out on their own. Most famous recluses become reclusive in the wake of their fame not before.

The Poet

Originally posted by The Poet
Then, you're an unpleasant person

I commend your argument, yet it makes too many comparisons for my liking. I prefer to look at everything individually, and not lose focus

The Poet

Originally posted by EvilToasterElf
People are getting overly emotional I think, but I will agree that based on what I've seen so far from you, no matter how many years you've spend cloistered away writing, the poetic community probably won't even give you enough of a look to bother laughing. That may sound harsh, but I would advise you to be careful in thinking that because something comes truthfully from the darkness of an unclouded mind that it is going to be accepted, or even poetic, it takes practice, craft and experience to be able to write a good poetry, and that experience comes from exclusively from reading poetry, the same goes for literature, even the most gifted writing or poetic geniuses were well versed in poetry before they set out on their own. Most famous recluses become reclusive in the wake of their fame not before.

Hehe... That last comment was meant to be in response to the above. I clicked the wrong button.

EvilToasterElf

We all can only shout our arguments into the sails of dream

Good Luck

The Poet

You too, in whatever you choose to do

lifeisworth

Originally posted by The Poet
Then, you're an unpleasant person

at best

FinsburyParkCarrots

Wanna start a poet's commune? You can be leader, of course.

nailz100

I'll admit that I'm not one to judge....especially when it comes to poetry. None of you have to read "the poets" poetry or even like it for that matter....but just keep in mind that these might be his/ her personal feelings that you are judging...and for me that is something that I do not take very lightly.

lifeisworth

i believe we've all read all three pieces...

suede

hehehehe...can we all wear black Nike's, too?

Originally posted by FinsburyParkCarrots
Wanna start a poet's commune? You can be leader, of course.

ISN

ditto isn and off with me

what the fuk has this got to do with me....?

confused in Tunbridge Wells

ISN

Doom....is that you?

here comes the sun
here comes the sun
and I say 'it's alright'....
little darling
it's been a long cold lonely winter
here comes the sun...
and I say 'it's alright'....
little darling
here comes the sun....
and I say 'it's alright'.....
sun sun sun

you're so fukkin funny....hehehehehehehe

ISN

What an appropriate nickname the U.S president has.

doom you crack me up every time.....you're so droll.....

ISN

a peom for The Poet

Vasco de Gama had a banana....
and didn't know what to do....
he thought he might feel it
before he would peel it
but he had so much to do
he didn't have time
because he was sailing
the albatross said 'boo'....
they wrecked their frigate
and said 'well fuk it'....
and Vasco was plastered
and called Doom a bastard....
so Doom smoked a cigar
Vasco attacked Doom with the banana
and they all lived happily ever after

Traver DiDiminico

Originally posted by ISN
a peom for The Poet

Vasco de Gama had a banana....
and didn't know what to do....
he thought he might feel it
before he would peel it
but he had so much to do
he didn't have time
because he was sailing
the albatross said 'boo'....
they wrecked their frigate
and said 'well fuk it'....
and Vasco was plastered
and called Doom a bastard....
so Doom smoked a cigar
Vasco attacked Doom with the banana
and they all lived happily ever after

What a magnificent poem