Rules: Write a poem for national poetry month on the topic or form described. Each poem should appear as a separate reply to this thread. The goal is to, at the end of the month have written 30 poems for National Poetry Month. 





Topic 12: Write a palinode that retracts a position you have already taken during NaPM.
Form : any
Line requirements: 8 lines or more

Questions?

(04-12-2015, 11:19 AM)milo Wrote:  Topic 12: Write a palinode that retracts a position you have already taken during NaPM.
Form : any
Line requirements: 8 lines or more

Questions?

Holy dog fuck and a half of Jesus beard!!!!
Just when I thought you were a fair and just facilitator, I find you're a multiplicited armilifrapner!!!!!
No, this is only a retraction of my previously stated (and obviously naive) opinions that housed you
sublimely in the mansion of equitous caricatures.

You've tricked me, you multifarious assemblage of quasi-emotive sentience!!!
Burn in hell you tool of Satan, I shall have you yet!!!!*

*This is not, in any way, to be construed as an entry; just an unassailably true
description of same.

I spoke too soon when I said Rrose
and her green box were missing.
I hadn’t noticed it was her
standing at the fountain, pissing.
 
She can’t disguise her fleshy tool
an outie, not an innie.
She lifts her skirt to give it room
and widdles on her pinny.
 
Marcel is blind and Rrose needs specs
although she tries to hide it.
It’s hard to be the other sex -
I know because I’ve tried it.
 
 
 

Second Guessing

Oh god I had to look back
so it could be seen,
that what I though I said,
I really didn't mean.
That when I said pod,
I really meant bean:
now I find it despicable
and most likely quite obscene.  

Erthona


©2015

I Cannot Tell the Truth
 
What you really want me to tell
is how it felt to swing the axe.
It was like the end of spring,
and a door now propped open.
When I took power, I was a toothless
war hero. Well, that isn’t true
I had one rotten tooth in a mouth
full of rot. Maybe I’d eaten my lies,
dined on confectionery for too long.
I let it be known that my teeth were wood,
like this tree. I would tell you
that each tooth was like a minted coin, never
whittled with a knife in the cool evening,
but you
wouldn't believe me.

Not sure i have got the form right,  I got confused by the ode element of this one.

When iron corrodes.

Of course it was not true!
The blue flags and banners
were just to spoof you.

The so called iron lady has been slain;
she who was a lightweight, a featherbrain.
I'm proud to be a partial pinko; sit me left to middle,
I’ll contend all day with conservative drivel
and support the liberal  party planners
and always wear a yellow bandanna.

Ooh, Baby, I'm So Cool You'll Fry

I dare you to come post with me
this April on the NaMPy threads.
I'll whip my keen ability
around like reggaed Rasta dreds,
I'll floor you with my knack for rhyme.
Behold as my sheer brilliance spreads.

You'd think I do this stuff full-time,
so great am I compared to you.
You'll find my metered forms sublime,
I'll throw out a free verse or two
that weave a spell and hit a nerve,
each metaphor so fresh and new.

Beware the muses that I serve,
you'll only get what you deserve.



I took from the examples that it should be the same form as the original, if that's wrong I'm not redoing it. So my second terza rima, no better than the first.

Thank you for the challenging prompt, I always have so much trouble writing from an opposing view, I know it weakens my work,  lack of imagination, I guess. So thanks for the push, it was fun.

Well, milo posting to use any form saved me from using an ode, but I tend to agree with you for the symmetry.

(04-13-2015, 03:21 AM)Todd Wrote:  Well, milo posting to use any form saved me from using an ode, but I tend to agree with you for the symmetry.

In my experience, palinodes are just reversals in thought and tend to use any form so that was my intention.  That being said, i liked ella's use of the same form so much, I am scrambling to do the same . . .

April fool's day rebuttal.


To Reach You

I will not play the fool for you;
if slapstick is your drug of choice
there’s nothing I can say or do

to sober you with words—and you
too enable my comic voice.
I will not play the fool for you

every time the thriller is too
much for you to maintain your poise.
There’s nothing I can say or do

to foil your one-plus-one-makes-two
mentality of girls and boys.
I will not play the fool for you

when he’s not home and it’s gone two;
my batteries are not for toys.
There’s nothing I can say or do

to charm you from your hole, when you
hear my flute as naught but noise.
I will not play the fool for you.
There’s nothing I can say or do.

(04-13-2015, 05:32 AM)Tiger the Lion Wrote:  April fool's day rebuttal.

To Reach You

I will not play the fool for you;
if slapstick is your drug of choice
there’s nothing I can say or do

to sober you with words—and you
too enable my comic voice.
I will not play the fool for you

every time the thriller is too
much for you to maintain your poise.
There’s nothing I can say or do

to foil your one-plus-one makes-two
mentality of girls and boys.
I will not play the fool for you

when he’s not home and it’s gone two;
my batteries are not for toys.
There’s nothing I can say or do

to charm you from your hole, when you
hear my flute as naught but noise.
I will not play the fool for you.
There’s nothing I can say or do.

That's a lovely pair you have.

(04-13-2015, 06:23 AM)ellajam Wrote:  

(04-13-2015, 05:32 AM)Tiger the Lion Wrote:  April fool's day rebuttal.

To Reach You

I will not play the fool for you;
if slapstick is your drug of choice
there’s nothing I can say or do

to sober you with words—and you
too enable my comic voice.
I will not play the fool for you

every time the thriller is too
much for you to maintain your poise.
There’s nothing I can say or do

to foil your one-plus-one makes-two
mentality of girls and boys.
I will not play the fool for you

when he’s not home and it’s gone two;
my batteries are not for toys.
There’s nothing I can say or do

to charm you from your hole, when you
hear my flute as naught but noise.
I will not play the fool for you.
There’s nothing I can say or do.

That's a lovely pair you have.

Thanks Ella, this was the best prompt ever!! I have a million books with a million prompts but this one asked real questions. It separates the writes from the writers. 
Paul

Aging

It may be true the days will pass
but nothing ever really changes.
Our aging sun will lose some mass,
it may be true. The days will pass
but even dying stars reform from gas
as matter simply rearranges.
It may be true the days will pass
but nothing ever really changes.

Oh Ray, that is not reversed, it is just upside down. This is reversed.  dale

which twat chose this peachy topic now i have to go read all the stuff i already posted because i forgot what i wrote

April 12 I'm just on time hence another piece that's great

Forsaken

We've never met? I'm not so sure;
even to sing outside the church,
where warm I prayed nearby the door.
We've never met, I'm not so sure;
I didn't kneel upon the floor
a supplicant left in the lurch.
We've never met, are you so sure
even to sing outside; the church.?

Quote:April eight i'm slightly late hence the poetry's not that great.

Almost Forsaken

We've met before, of this I'm sure
at even song within the church,
where cold I prayed nearby the door.
We've met before, of this I'm sure;
I even knelt upon the floor
a supplicant left in the lurch.
We've met before, of this I'm sure
at even song within; the church.

Funnily enough, the napo site had a prompt for a palindome as well. So I'm going double-negatives and jinxing early!


...
The ribbon of magnesium
has a gorgeous gleam
in the crucible

and the fireworks
on new years eve,
in the sky

takes my breath away

and the rainbow, a sparkling silver lining
in a storm

and the sun as the morning dew,
those bits of frost,
softly glitter...

light can be soft after all,
or bright: pretty scenes
the dark cannot give

but still, those holes it burns
in my retinas
I can do without.

(04-13-2015, 07:51 AM)Erthona Wrote:  Oh Ray, that is not reversed, it is just upside down. This is reversed.  dale

Thanks for correcting it.

There's this glitch in my transmogriretractor. I gave it a bang on the head, which
usually corrects the problem (very temporarily). Unfortunately, an intersection
between some other brane (pun intended) inside our higher-dimensional space
made it sentient and it is now capable of resenting bangs on the head and
revenges appropriately.

Again, thanks.

As sincere as ever,
ray

Rayamogofier,

Damn sentient transmogriretractor. I hear it is systemically endemic in the B-1/B-2 model. I hear there is a big callback to de-sentientize them.


As always, your savant,

dale the parselmouth