Last Poem

nnnmmm

This was inspired by a friend in another forum who asked why I don't write poetry anymore.
Instead of ranting for pages about why I quit poetry I decided to turn the rant into my last poem.
The following is, believe it or not, a very slight exaggeration on the event that caused me to quit poetry.

The title is Poetry Contest

Just finished my poem and I was sure I won
Blew the edge of my pointer like a smoking gun
Headed back to my seat with a prideful smile
Then the teacher yelled "Last up is Cyle"
I thought to myself "This dude's going down"
While pointing my thumb toward the ground
He stood in front of the class and said "Boys and Girls
This poem is titled 'I hate the world'"
While I of course expected every thing to go south
I wasn't prepared for what came out of his mouth.
He started talking about things like childhood and crime
But all i was thinking is "This shit doesn't rhyme"
He started talking about gangs and other dumb shit
And to my greatest surprise the class was loving it
And somehow he got to some rant about pandas
By then I was yelling "Where the fuck are the stanzas"
"Quiet down" the teacher told me "Or to the dean I'll send you"
So I sat back sown and let this fuck continue
By the end he got a standing ovation
While I plotted his death. "Hmm...Strangulation?"
While being congratulated he actually gave me a look
Angered i searched for my hardest text book
I was fully intent on cleaning his clock
So I grabbed "Art of Literature" hard as a rock
I slowly walked to where he stood
Ready to hit him as hard as I could
For just a second i hesitated wondering what's come over me
Then he said "You like that shit right? I call it Def Poetry"

TheWolf

hmmm ... content=10, rhyming=10, swearwords=10, overall -i give you a 10 out of 10!!!! :22:

TheWolf

nnnmmm;204473 wrote
I actually quit over 5 years ago. Back then I never wrote an official last poem so while talking to my friend the other day I got inspired to end it right. Nice to see I'm not too rusty.

why did you quit - you're VERY good at it :bow: i REALLY meant a 10 out of 10 for this poem. you should reconsider writing - we would very much enjoy your poems should you change your mind!

TheWolf

@griever - VERY good - more prose and very well done!

@mark - post it and we'll read in german or [in my case] translate with google translate!

TheWolf

i really like that one nnnmmm ... the perils of fighting a ninja!!!!! cool!!

TheWolf

Quirk;215418 wrote
And Mark go for the German poems, German is a wonderfully emotive laugauge and I just like saying it and don't care I don't understand it.

i'm with q, mark - bring on the german poetry!!!!!!!!!!

TheWolf

i'm with q, mark - post it in german and we'll read it in german [very badly - but i speak a little german]!!!! ^^

TheWolf

er ... uuuuhm ... scary?

seriously dude ... that's some haunting stuff ...

TheWolf

ok ... here's a quicky from me ...

wolf's finally writing his sonet

his wife in her fur covered bonnet!

she puts him to work

and calls him a jerk

he growls leave me be cause i'm on it!

hahahahahahahahahahahahha!!!!!!!!!!!!!:singer:

TheWolf

Thanks

thanks for friends and thanks for life -
and thanks for jewel, my lovely wife.
thanks for times i've been alone ...
thanks for family and my home!

thanks for deer and for the wood
thanks for things i've understood
thanks for things i've yet to see
thanks that jewel still stands by me

and lastly thanks i feel inside
gra-ti-tude i cannot hide!
wearing thanks for all to see...
giving thanks from inside me.
:bow:

TheWolf

nnnmmm;219520 wrote
Good one wolf. I'm totally stealing this for my thanksgiving speach. Mwahahaha

WOW! O.O you have a wife named jewel too!!!!! COOL!!!!!

TheWolf

there's this list of words that rhyme with orange:
Top 53 words that rhyme with Orange.

nnnmmm

Meri;204225 wrote
Nice one!
It's sad you're quitting poetry though

I actually quit over 5 years ago. Back then I never wrote an official last poem so while talking to my friend the other day I got inspired to end it right. Nice to see I'm not too rusty.

tomdawes;204296 wrote
hmmm ... content=10, rhyming=10, swearwords=10, overall -i give you a 10 out of 10!!!! :22:

:D This incident actually happened when I was in High School. I used to swear alot back then so I decided to try and capture my mood from that time.

nnnmmm

Griever Lionheart;204691 wrote
[FONT=Century Gothic][SIZE=2]I also quit poetry some time ago. I love all forms of story telling but with poetry it always felt to difficult to get a product I was satisfied with. I'll also submitted a 'last poem'.
I'm more loose with my structure and the flows sort of off but I feel that's reflective of the writer so I enjoy it. I hope you all enjoy it too.
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I admire this style though. The one thing about my poetry is that even in my prime, my poems were usually very literal so I enjoy poems like this.

tomdawes;204527 wrote
why did you quit - you're VERY good at it :bow: i REALLY meant a 10 out of 10 for this poem. you should reconsider writing - we would very much enjoy your poems should you change your mind!

Thank you very much. Tell ya what, I probably won't be writing anymore but I will search the vault that is my closet for some of my old poems and post them here. Unfortunately I can only come up with poems when inspired so I can't remember anything I've written.

nnnmmm

Digging through my dungeon and found this.
hope you like it

Battle

The most beautiful field I've ever seen.
But i wish my senses weren't so keen.
I can't even enjoy such a wonderful find
with someone sneaking up from behind.
"Who are you" I asked "and what do you want.
Your intent to kill implies a hunt."
While speaking I turned to face my foe.
A woman whose Identity I still didn't know.
She said "I'm here to kill you. That's all the info you need."
Then she sprinted toward me with incredible speed.
In a second she closed in from 10 feet to an inch.
Wrapped her arms around my head in a powerful clinch.
Left knee to right forearm. Right kick to left shin.
Jumping knee broke my guard and almost shattered my chin.
I stumbled back a few feet and dropped down to one knee.
It quickly became clear she was stronger than me.
She charged me again full steam like a rocket.
While i dipped my hand into my left pocket.
My hand emerged with green powder which I tossed in her face.
She reacted to it as if it was mace.
She soon realized that her strength and Thai boxing
meant nothing in the face of this deadly toxin.
"You coward" were her last words as she gasped for air.
To which I replied "Who said this fight was fair?
I don't know who you are but whoever sent ya.
should have told you the perils of fighting a Ninja."

nnnmmm

TheWolf;219786 wrote
WOW! O.O you have a wife named jewel too!!!!! COOL!!!!!

Lmao. I'll make creative changes to it here and there. That's how I'll avoid getting sued:D

nnnmmm

TheWolf;219485 wrote
Thanks

thanks for friends and thanks for life -
and thanks for jewel, my lovely wife.
thanks for times i've been alone ...
thanks for family and my home!

thanks for deer and for the wood
thanks for things i've understood
thanks for things i've yet to see
thanks that jewel still stands by me

and lastly thanks i feel inside
gra-ti-tude i cannot hide!
wearing thanks for all to see...
giving thanks from inside me.
:bow:

Good one wolf. I'm totally stealing this for my thanksgiving speach. Mwahahaha

nnnmmm

TheWolf;216632 wrote
i'm with q, mark - post it in german and we'll read it in german

Co-sign on that.

Here's a really old one.(I think I was like 10 when I wrote this)
In hindsight this was kind of rushed but whatever.

Before the fire

This morning this was such a beautiful place
Now it's nothing but debris and yellow tape
Before all the panic, sirens, and hoses
There was a home surrounded by pretty roses
Though most of the fires have already been doused
The firemen were too late to save the Mitchell house
The nice smell of Ms. Mitchell's cakes and treats
Replaced by the foul smell of burning meat
Smoke is still coming from where the fence once stood
Now just a pile of smoldering wood.
Two firemen began talking once the fire stopped
They were close to me so I eavesdropped
"No survivors" one said "Not a single one"
That's when I truly realized what I had done.
Before the fire, the sirens, and smoking ashes
There was me, a house, and my book of matches

nnnmmm

Indeed it is.............I love it.
Seriously I really like this poem. Good use of stanzas, Q.

Another cool thing i've noticed is that between Q, Griever, Mark and myself we all write poetry in different styles but still all manage to be better than a lot of the crap I see getting published these days. That's good and sad at the same time.

nnnmmm

TheWolf;217417 wrote
ok ... here's a quicky from me ...

wolf's finally writing his sonet

his wife in her fur covered bonnet!

she puts him to work

and calls him a jerk

he growls leave me be cause i'm on it!

hahahahahahahahahahahahha!!!!!!!!!!!!!:singer:

Lmao:071-Kopya:

Quirk;217775 wrote
I don't know what stanzas are but thanks.

Haha. Fucking amazing. Someone who doesn't know what stanzas are uses them better than people calling themselves professional poets. Again awesome and sad at the same time.

Hentai_Mark_San;217877 wrote
hehe Quirk you might need a "blood and gore" spoiler-tag with your posts
:22:
Still walking in the blood and mud.... haha

Funny thing is that in my prime a lot of my poems were very dark so I appreciate poems like this. Btw I really like Coldness as well.