Saint Is Not A Poet

A/N: Boredom. ^^ I usually don't write poetry, but I'm in a good mood, so I came up with this silly little thing. xD

Saint was not a poet,
Not a poet, indeed.
"Rhyme scheme and meter
mean nothing to me."

But one day boredom struck
Right round about three
And so she decided
"A poet I'll be."

So she sat down to work
At the keyboard she calls home
And opened up a blank page
And the words started to come.

It was an innocent ditty,
and true nonetheless.
But the rhyming is questionable
It's not something worth stress.

Stanza by stanza, line by line,
And so she wrote her poem, row by row.
Around the fourth stanza, she finally realized
That it's Dr. Seuss Week on the Craig Ferguson Show.

...So maybe that explains this silly little rhyme.

you make me laugh Saint. I did like it, though.

Lol. Very funny, and cute. I see no mistakes, just a very, very, Cute poem!


Lol, good job, Saint,

~Fire

Haha, nice, Saint.

Hehe. Sounds like my attempts at poetry.

Very nice, Saint. Very nice.

Yeah... I have really nothing else to say, but I wanted to let you know you have a fan!

*thumbs up*

~GryphonFledgling

Well, sorry love, but I am not going to be so kind as those above and just give you a cutesie reply to a cutesie poem. ^_^ You understand.

So she sat down to work
At the keyboard she calls home
And opened up a blank page
And the words started to come.

Have you ever heard chalk slide across a black board in a way in which it scrapes at your ears and makes them wish they could bleed? These two words have the same affect. It's a false rhyme, which occasionally works out, but here it doesn't. Having the words together, home and come, and making it so we want to pronounce come in rhyme with home ruins the entire verse, not to mention, hurts my head.

Stanza by stanza, line by line,
And so she wrote her poem, row by row.
Around the fourth stanza, she finally realized
That it's Dr. Seuss Week on the Craig Ferguson Show.

Stanza by stanza; line by line; row by row; needless, isn't it? especially row by row--it's in there just to rhyme with "show" and row is the same thing as line--and such, redundant. Not to mention, no one would talk about row three stanza five of a poem.

I realize you don't write poetry, and I also realize I'm probably critiquing this with more seriousness than you actually have for the poem [which is my guess, I do not know for certain?] but I always find cutesie poems written about writing kind of pointless. Sometimes they work out well, and are beautiful, but when they're written in ABAB, and look forced, and make no sense, nor do they have a theme they're trying to present [you could even present the fact that you can't write poetry, and yet, certainly here you are, which would present its self as an irony] then the poem is boring. True, its entertain, but--and do know I love you--it's like something I would receive in a chain letter.

You know I only hurt you because I love you! ^_~

Haha I love it. You've used a good old classic style that I haven't seen in a long time.

I have to disagree with Suzanne though, I think home and come do rhyme, depending on your accent.

It's good to venture once in a while, kudos.

I loved it. It made me laugh. It's really funny and cute. I've been waiting for someone to post a poem like this!

Kokobeans has a point about accents when it comes to rhyming. Anyway, I'm in a good mood so I shall not be as cruel as Suz was. It was amusing. I always love to see what boredom causes us to write. Heck, boredom is the main source of creativity in my opinion.

Haha, this is so cute.
It made me laugh.
G'job.
=]

Very cute. Made me giggle. But I'm not really gonna crit. But I think you wrote this for fun, out of randomness. Right? Like you are not too serious about this. Because if you were, then I would crit. this just as seriously. But I don't think you are. So I'm just going to say

This is a very cute poem. Quite funny.




Lol.

And oh yes, I agree home and come depend on the writer's accent. I know my Canadian accent finds home and come very much far off from rhyming.

Home is like Rome or Dome
And come is like Bum, Hun, Fun, run.

Note that Rome and Bum don't rhyme. Or do they for you?

Hahaha! Nice job Saint. I think Suz already pretty much killed it, so I won't comment, other than to say I loved it. ^_^

~Yoyo

Saint Razorblade wrote:A/N: Boredom. ^^ I usually don't write poetry, but I'm in a good mood, so I came up with this silly little thing. xD

Saint was not a poet,
Not a poet, indeed.
"Rhyme scheme and meter
mean nothing to me."

But one day boredom struck
Right round about three
And so she decided
"A poet I'll be."

So she sat down to work
At the keyboard she calls home
And opened up a blank page
And the words started to come.

It was an innocent ditty,
and true nonetheless.
But the rhyming is questionable
It's not something worth stress.

Stanza by stanza, line by line,
And so she wrote her poem, row by row.
Around the fourth stanza, she finally realized
That it's Dr. Seuss Week on the Craig Ferguson Show.

...So maybe that explains this silly little rhyme.

XD XD Nice, Razor. This is funny. Pfft, you are a poet. You just don't know yet. Very nice poem. I liked it. You should write more poetry, Razor. .

-Rick.

This was funny.
I think it was flawless and very nicely written until this part.


Stanza by stanza, line by line,
And so she wrote her poem, row by row.
Around the fourth stanza, she finally realized
That it's Dr. Seuss Week on the Craig Ferguson Show.

It just threw me off and was a bad ending, not only was the rhyming off,after the whole rest of it rhymed, so this should rhyme just as well.

Just try and fix the rhyming in that and its all perfect!