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Marswipp

Something Inane
« on: January 26, 2008, 11:16:30 pm »
In a world
where nothing survives,
my left eye
floats. Mindlessly sneezing,
and exploding three
words at a
time. My right
eye, listens blindly
seeing only what
it can hear.
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Marswipp

Re: Something Inane
« Reply #1 on: January 26, 2008, 11:32:40 pm »
Odd to be posting
something like this with
only five per line
syllables given.
'tis hard to do. Aye?
A bit of work to
be done, is it not?
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Falonthas

Re: Something Inane
« Reply #2 on: January 30, 2008, 12:04:04 pm »
very wierd you are
 

cbnicholson

Re: Something Inane
« Reply #3 on: January 30, 2008, 02:47:15 pm »
Babies heads they have no hair,

old men's heads are just as bare.

From the cradle to the grave,

lies a haircut and a shave.  *bows and leaves quickly*
"Give a man a mask and he will show you his true face." 

Oscar Wilde
 

Marswipp

Re: Something Inane
« Reply #4 on: January 31, 2008, 11:22:05 pm »
It seems, that I
cannot create
inanity
when I so choose.
For when I try,
only something
strange comes forth.
which tends to hold
more sense than not.
:\
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Nehetsrev

Re: Something Inane
« Reply #5 on: February 01, 2008, 09:51:28 am »
Days to Fade

Predator, coiled to strike...
Prey, wandering unwary...
A moment frozen and seared with flame
Piercing eternal night.

Leaf-eaters mourn their losses,
Sending out their bigger bosses,
But the wiley predator eludes their traps,
Fighters strayed too far,
and so now they play taps.

Leaf-eaters mourn their losses,
"Too many have gone beyond!," they cry,
"Can you tell us why?"
My answer is a challenge,
A call to arms to fight with razor teeth.
Lo! The call is answered by pitiful wretch!

His guns screamed with quest for vengeance!
His cannons fired with thirst for blood!
Maybe not a leaf-eater after all, this one,
I think, I ponder, I grin...
A brave man in pitiful craft,
Though useless are his strivings against my own.
I decide not to send this one beyond...

A deal is forged, a truce is given,
Though lasting it will not be.
A week the leaf-eater and his kin are given.
A week to grow, a week to strengthen.
Seven days to wait until I return
To sink my teeth in flesh of steel,
To rend more gaping holes.
The leaf-eater knows, to sate my thirst, what must be done.

WASTE NOT THIS CHANCE OF MERCY! YOU WILL RECEIVE NO OTHER!

- by F.M. Rachel



(maybe not quite inane, but still poetic I think.  *shrugs*)
 

Falonthas

Re: Something Inane
« Reply #6 on: February 01, 2008, 12:18:55 pm »
mad props for that one frank
 

Nehetsrev

Re: Something Inane
« Reply #7 on: February 01, 2008, 02:09:45 pm »
You liked that one, eh?

That's one I wrote back in my Freelancer days.  It's written in the voice of a character I played named Vogon Jeltz (loosely modeled after or inspired by the Vogon named Jeltz from the Hitchhiker's books by Douglas Adams).  He was a rather destructive fellow with constantly ill-temper who loved shouting a lot, perhaps almost as much as he loved blowing up things (hence why the final line is in all caps).

Anyhow, here's another poem, though unrelated.


Drip! Drop!

When drips the drip
On yonder pain
So wrought with sorrow
And my woe's for tomorrow,

Then drops the drop
Of tears again
While the songbird cries
Laughing at my endless tries.

Yay, drops the drip,
Blood of the slain
Washing clean my slate,
Returned to a righteous state.

How drips the drop
Of mercy lain
Gently on my ghost
Reaching down from Heaven's host.

Drip!  Drop!  Drop!  Drip!
In hard, wet rain
Loving is my God
Leading me with Shepherd's rod.


-by F.M. Rachel


---------------------------------------------------------------
Ah, what the heck...more Vogon madness... (here's another in the voice of Vogon Jeltz).


Chinko Day, My Ode!


Lanes of empty heads flying
Their goods in the blackened dark now strewn
Tallie vintel-virgles should watch their backs!
Calling for help too late,
They went BOOM!

Blackened dark around in flight,
Chinko heard the call, Chinko flew right.
Kracken flurid, salute in honor!

'Til little interloper did interupt,
Jeltz did enjoy the tussel.
Flurid kracken, salute in honor!

Mayhaps again Chinko,
Mayhaps again Jeltz,
Again 'til shattering boom resound,
if left alone to spark in strife
like befits honorable warriors.
Megitz emp slurad, to beggal degree, salute!
In honor salute the Chinko t'day!
My oath.

AND SEE IF I DON'T!

by F.M. Rachel
 

Stephen_Zuckerman

Re: Something Inane
« Reply #8 on: February 01, 2008, 03:38:47 pm »
I can write in five
 Syllables per line
 It's really not hard
 As far as things go
 But rhymes might challenge.
 

Pseudonym

Re: Something Inane
« Reply #9 on: February 01, 2008, 05:54:21 pm »
For such seek Darkstorme
Rhyme alacrity
Ouroboros worm
No place for grammar
Mediocrity

Post here in this thread
Syntax pedagogue
(If you're out of bed
and not on a jog ...

... if photo a guide
jogging you've let slide)
 

Falonthas

Re: Something Inane
« Reply #10 on: February 01, 2008, 05:59:48 pm »
chinko is that from battlefield earth?
 

Nehetsrev

Re: Something Inane
« Reply #11 on: February 01, 2008, 08:40:33 pm »
Quote from: Falonthas
chinko is that from battlefield earth?


Not sure where the player of that character got the name from.  *shrugs*  But I can say Chinko did a fine job of keeping Vogon Jeltz off of the helpless freighters, and hence earned a poetic salute from the nasty Vogon.
 

Carillon

Re: Something Inane
« Reply #12 on: February 02, 2008, 11:18:10 am »
Quote from: Pseudonym
For such seek Darkstorme
Rhyme alacrity
Ouroboros worm
No place for grammar
Mediocrity

Post here in this thread
Syntax pedagogue
(If you're out of bed
and not on a jog ...

... if photo a guide
jogging you've let slide)


Pseudonym, be kind!
Learn this lesson well:
Those in glass houses
No stones should expel.

Or did I mishear
Your IRC whines
That you too have slid?
Watch who you malign...

For Ouroboros
Of tail might let go
To bite instead at
Impudent  Shadows!
 

Marswipp

Re: Something Inane
« Reply #13 on: February 03, 2008, 10:39:19 pm »
Hopefully senselessly
I write electronically
(Thinking about not much)
I feel my thoughts starting to crunch.
Hoping inanity comes unto my text,
as I choose to free it in the Internet.

Time and my brain cannot act coherently,
for Time is older than any human living currently.
Bland as this may seem,
I'm afraid my wish hath gone flop
upon the floor to my disdain.
Lo, it shall live, for laughs have
yet to be claimed!

Alas, I wonder where my half-beat hath fled...

Honestly, I think my mind needs to ramble more.
As this post is rather chunky with my attempt
at silliness, which blinks and flickers like a failing bulb.
:\\
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Marswipp

Re: Something Inane
« Reply #14 on: February 24, 2008, 10:41:31 pm »
Random and inane the posts shall see;
the lunar horizon floats toward thee!
Watch as the motion blur casts withered
watermarks out of the sea, whilst weathered
eyeballs smite the motes of the drain!
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Marswipp

Re: Something Inane
« Reply #15 on: April 14, 2008, 11:43:26 pm »
...table still turns
while Nothing itself burns
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Nehetsrev

Re: Something Inane
« Reply #16 on: April 15, 2008, 01:25:56 pm »

The Tongue



A wiggly creature to be sure,
this fleshy thing that resides
within the mouth of man.
It tastes of all that goes by,
sampling flavors even to the point
it drives to gluttony full.

And if that were all it did,
It would not be so bad...

Oh I wish so much it were,
but past it the other way slides,
within the mouth of man,
All words that hurt and lie,
that curse, scream, disappoint,
and othewise kill the soul.

And if of it I could be rid,
It would not be so bad...

But then,
Without it...
I could not also sing
songs of love and peace
to heal my wounded soul.

By Frank M. Rachel
 

Marswipp

Re: Something Inane
« Reply #17 on: November 01, 2008, 11:41:23 pm »
"Resurrection!" proclaimed the moose as it fell through a side of the flat UT2 map.
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Marswipp

Re: Something Inane
« Reply #18 on: November 13, 2008, 06:45:08 pm »
My mind crashes in the flats of November,
But my brain floats safely,
Observing the grapevine known
As QRGTXXPRLD Squash 5-5-4-3-1.

Listlessly, I stare
At the monitor screen
Hoping to see what we cannot.
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Marswipp

Re: Something Inane
« Reply #19 on: December 01, 2008, 11:58:14 am »
I sleep lifelessly, inside my fitful stomach while my thoughts fly impetuously through my eyes.

Visually, I'm alive.
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