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03-27-2009, 10:33 AM
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Location: Belmont, Massachusetts USA
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The Mediocre Poet's Lament
I would do anything
even roll in the muck,
if I could write one poem
that really sucks.
Yes I would poke my eyes out
with a red-hot poker,
to write one poem that's really Bad,
not just mediocre.
Last edited by Marion Shore; 03-27-2009 at 12:11 PM.
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03-27-2009, 10:52 AM
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If this isn't Bad, I'll throw in the towel.
Though I Don't Have a Locket
Though I don't have a locket shaped like a heart,
To wear beneath my collar of lace,
Though I don't have your picture, it matters not.
My heart is a locket with your face.
Last edited by Marion Shore; 03-27-2009 at 10:58 AM.
Reason: forgot to capitalize Bad.
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03-27-2009, 11:31 AM
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Why the Queen Missed Obama's Inauguration
The Secret Service agent laughed
at all the years he'd honed his craft.
"I've mastered judo, gun and knife
to stop a hit.
You're asking me to risk my life--
to sacrifice what's dear to me--
defending...corgi number three?
"Fuck you. I quit."
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03-27-2009, 05:20 PM
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It's pretty bad till the final line, Sam. The spare part is also too fine for this...If only Angina could also be the name of the lost love! Wouldn't that be perfect?
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Originally Posted by R. S. Gwynn
The Pain in My Heart
I was looking for something in the garage
And I found your dusty golf-cart.
Your fishing rod leans in the corner
Like this lonely pain in my heart.
In the closet your shirts still hang
Like a memory that will not depart.
Some of them have long collars like
This longstanding pain in my heart.
In the drawer I found a metal bracket
That must be a spare part
To something. It reminded me
Of your loss, this pain in my heart.
Wherever I look in the house
I feel love's wounding dart
And it hurts me as sorely as
Angina, the pain in my heart.
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03-27-2009, 05:22 PM
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You're on a roll, Marion! Did you by any chance write this after watching King Lear? 
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Originally Posted by Marion Shore
The Mediocre Poet's Lament
I would do anything
even roll in the muck,
if I could write one poem
that really sucks.
Yes I would poke my eyes out
with a red-hot poker,
to write one poem that's really Bad,
not just mediocre.
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03-27-2009, 05:24 PM
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If Sam is getting worse every day Bob, you're getting worse every hour. Congrats! Suggestion? Put S2 first, S1 second, and write a new S3 expounding upon your final destination... 
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Originally Posted by Roger Slater
Sam, is it just my imagination, or do you keep on getting worse every day? Bravo!
HERO
My wife and daughter think I'm brave,
but no, I'm just an average Joe
with populations I must save.
And when I save them, I will go.
I'd like to take a bow, of course,
but that's not what I do it for.
I'm not John Wayne upon a horse.
I'm just an average Joe at war.
Let politicians fight their fight.
Democracy, you know,
makes all decisions come out right
in the life of an average Joe.
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03-27-2009, 07:24 PM
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SANDWICH OF THE GODS
Birth and death are sandwich bread,
and life is sandwich meat.
I wonder who prepared the plate
and when he plans to eat?
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03-27-2009, 07:42 PM
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LOVE
If love is good, as poets claim,
and feverish lovers clamor,
why does love make wise men fools
and wreck their perfect grammar?
Take me, for instance. Once I cried,
"Me loves you!" in my passion.
It's not my way to mangle words
or grammar in this fashion,
and yet I couldn't help it. No!
Love crushed me so abjectly,
my love alone was all I wished
to conjugate correctly.
So ask me truly, is love good
as poets have been crying?
Clearly not, if grammar is
the standard you're applying,
since love may conquer everything,
as poets often stammer,
but is that good when "everything"
includes my perfect grammar?
Last edited by Roger Slater; 03-27-2009 at 08:11 PM.
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03-27-2009, 08:07 PM
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SONNET XXLCCV
Who said that time heals all? Oh what a liar!
In fact I think that time heals less than half.
Time's like pouring gasoline on fire.
Did you think that would douse it? What a laugh!
Oh no! The gasoline will egg it on!
Believe me, I have burns that say I'm right.
It's now been seven weeks since she's been gone.
And yet I couldn't sleep that well last night.
Perhaps tomorrow I'll be sleeping better.
If so, I will admit time's good at healing.
But when I think about her Dear John letter,
I doubt I will. It's just a sneaky feeling.
Time heals? Time makes a hurt heart copacetic?
That's nonsense, brother. Time's an awful medic.
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