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Poem about poetry

by FaLlEn_AnGeL_13


Poem about poetry

Poem, oh Poem!
This is my ode to thee
Poem of poem
Making meer words into a symphony

A symphony, a symphony
Filled with metaphors and hyperboles
A symphony, a symphony
With personification and similes

Poem, oh Poem
You can rhyme or not rhyme
Say the same phrase two or more times
Any subject goes, like a man and the mountains he climbs
Some of your works must be read upwards cause the words are inclined

Poem, oh Poem
Your words may change
Through the times and seasons
But your concept still remains
From Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
To I want it that way

Making meer words into symphony
Poem, oh Poem, this is my ode to thee


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Fri Mar 10, 2006 10:03 pm
xanthan gum says...



try again...just not on the...same subject.
stop the repetition and research poetry - try at first by reading some...




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Fri Mar 10, 2006 9:18 pm
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Um, no. This kind of stunk. Like TBR said, it was old-English style, but it wasn't the right kind of old English. It needs A LOT of work. There are a lot of better ways to describe poetry. At least use imagery or something like it. Keep writing, but write something else.

Thank you, and have a nice day. :-)
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Thu Mar 09, 2006 11:16 pm
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FaLlEn_AnGeL_13 wrote:Poem about poetry

Poem, oh Poem!
This is my ode to thee
Poem of poem
Making meer (mere - not meer)words into a symphony

A symphony, a symphony
Filled with metaphors and hyperboles
A symphony, a symphony
With personification and similes

Poem, oh Poem
You can rhyme or not rhyme
Say the same phrase two or more times
Any subject goes, like a man and the mountains he climbs
Some of your works must be read upwards cause the words are inclined (you might balance these lines in length...they rather end up sticking out like a plank over a precipice)

Poem, oh Poem
Your words may change
Through the times and seasons
But your concept still remains
From Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
To I want it that way (?... punctuation here is confusing. On the 'from' to '...summer's day' - perhaps hyphen/dash?)

Making mere words into symphony
Poem, oh Poem, this is my ode to thee


Other than the former comments, I'm not a hugely experienced poet. I can say, subjectively, that I liked it - as a light, amusing read, and earnest. It was an ode; and could be polished - just a little editing on punctuation and some of the meter.

(You see, I'm being lazy...because I expect Backgroundbob to pop up any moment and ace the critiquing bit. :oops:)

Ah, I'm not sure what's the matter with your other critiquers there. :shock: :




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Thu Mar 09, 2006 10:06 pm
Elizabeth wrote a review...



*Holds Psy back* EASY NOW BUDDY COME ON!

It sounded... really... Um.... Well repetitive... and it had this OLDE English style... but it wasn't like... right OLDE English... so it was weird... *is weird*

So... yeah, this isn't as mean as what he said, but it's ... not really nice ?:P

Nice tyry




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Thu Mar 09, 2006 9:54 pm
PsyLynx says...



Sorry, this post was contrary to two rules of YWS, including swearing and behaviour to other members and has been edited out.

Firestarter.





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