03-31-2014, 06:02 AM
(03-31-2014, 05:29 AM)Leanne Wrote: Wow, Heart, that's a pretty unpleasant experience... but of course you need not fear here, we are all living together in an ivory towerPretty much /thread to me, which does seems to be intended upon being a pissing contest. And, as already mentioned, nice metaphor.
If 95% (a generous 95%, of course) are not interested in reading what I write, then I will write as well as I am able for the remaining 5% so that they need not settle for something less than what they enjoy. We have all, of course, lamented from time to time that poetry has died -- this, like many other things poets say, is hyperbole. Even if it is dead, we maggots and other parasites will continue to squirm about in its corpse until we are strong enough to infest another.
Now, I demand a new poem for my entertainment. You have 30 days. And it better be good. Or else.
You can't hate me more than I hate myself. I win.
"When the spirit of justice eloped on the wings
Of a quivering vibrato's bittersweet sting."
"When the spirit of justice eloped on the wings
Of a quivering vibrato's bittersweet sting."
