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Liar said:And you say that NOW?!
that's me, always adding "crazy" to the mix.
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Liar said:And you say that NOW?!
Liar said:Like fawnie, I think I've got the scheme and iambic bouncing right, but I'd need a second opinion from the gurus of the form...
hyperpyrexia
first draft
again I let the fire lick my face
again and over, taste that terror light
to dance across what sulphur stains ignite
as sense surrenders, fall to this embrace
a struggling but domesticated brain
run high on holy endorphines and heat
while razor rape is mocking my defeat
and torture tastes like kisses and cocaine
I turn the lever, peak the spikes of pain
but once again, an effort incomplete
to trigger yet another quantum leap
again I pray for bubbles in a vein
a final trojan horse to still the beat
to rinse this heart or let me fall asleep
I scour the void in pandemonic pace
a panic point, a pressure spinning sprite
ignited blood in teasing tickle blight
submerging stalemate sweet in purple haze
so please release this vice and cut me deep
restore my neural hurt and let me weep
Angeline said:ow.
(sure Lauren, blame me--like you don't love this!)
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The_Fool said:First line is one syllable short.
"again I let the fire lick my face"
Quick fix would be:
"again I let the fire lick at my face"
or "on" for "at"
Any way, you need one more syllable, otherwise, your iambic is tight, man!
fawnie said:~~~~~~
it stings me like a frost, a freeze of years,
so bold it stands, without a need to mend
it's said that time, is now to me my friend,
how long new love, be lost within my fears?
to say I need, is much to strong a word,
but truth be told my life now feels in vain
escape relents, I yield my life to pain,
forget the facts, and all the things i've heard.
forever love, I wish could be deferred,
some things our will can't stop and time sustains
this is the truth, the facts that walk with me.
I hide the hurt, the loss, but grieving stirred,
someday real soon, to count this all as gain
my chains removed, yes, walk the earth as free.
each night I step outside, your ghost appears.
I search the stars, but still I can't pretend,
my heart sincere, for you my love no end.
the moon shines bright, a light to dry my tears.
when all is said and done, my love will be,
true love that walks, through all eternity.
~~~~~~
anyone awake who can tell me if i got it right?
and maybe help with punuation..i'm finding that kind of tricky..and this is just a practice run, so dont mind the simplicity, i shoot for more elaborate later after i know what i'm doing!
thanks!!
The_Fool said:Why not?
I always think it's your fault when it comes to forms. Especially anything related to sonnets....
Eumenides said:Actually, I think that it works either way. We humans are rather adaptable, and with such clear meter, if you leave the "at" out, we would read fire as two syllables, and if you add it in we'd read it as one.
perks said:check out my form...
oh, we're talking about poetry... nevermind.
The_Fool said:Always checking your form.....
da bum, da bum, da bum...perks said:ddd licious, there's no pentameter there, damnit.
Liar said:da bum, da bum, da bum...
Huh. Didn't even know you could shorten "fire" to one syllable. "Fahrr", or something like that?The_Fool said:Agreed, I caught it on the third read. Missed it the first two.
It's the sound of ppl when you walk by.perks said:that's the sound of me walking, I just know it. *laughing*
don't make me spit my drink, that's alcohol abuse... not to mention unattractive.Liar said:It's the sound of ppl when you walk by.
Angeline said:Look Lauren! I found the dayum thread. Now I have to do it, don't I?
Oh Fooly honey baby? Wanna write a hypersonnet? You'll love it--it's like a sonnet, but more.
*Catbabe* said:I'm actually a freak...I like writing sonnets. Shadddup Ange
I'm in too.
The_Fool said:Sung in a slightly childish singsong voice...
Cat is a masochist, Cat is a masochist....
That's a great first effort, fawnie. The metre is almost flawless, so now all you have to do is remember to not let it get in the way of poetry.fawnie said:anyone awake who can tell me if i got it right?
and maybe help with punuation..i'm finding that kind of tricky..and this is just a practice run, so dont mind the simplicity, i shoot for more elaborate later after i know what i'm doing!
thanks!!
I'm trying to channel her.The_Fool said:Where's Judo?
This challenge is ready-made for her...
Lauren Hynde said:That's a great first effort, fawnie. The metre is almost flawless, so now all you have to do is remember to not let it get in the way of poetry.
Here are my technical impressions:
hyperplasmic love
It stings me like a frost, a freeze of years,
so bold it stands, without a need to mend;
it's said that time[,] is now to me a friend,
how long 'til love[,] be lost within my fears?
To say I need[,] is much too strong a word,
but truth be told, my life now feels in vain;
escape relents, I yield my life to pain;
forget the facts, and all the things I've heard.
Forever love, I wish could be deferred--
some things our will can't stop or time sustain;
this is the truth, the facts that walk with me.
- I had a problem with the second verse of this stanza, in the original version you posted, because it felt like the imabic pentameter was getting in the way of the sentence even making sense; also, the added 's' made the rhyme slip to 'less than perfect'. Changing the 'and' on your second version to 'or', both problems are fixed
I hide the hurt, the loss, but grieving stirred--
someday real soon, to count this all as gain,
my chains removed, and walk the earth as free.
- 'Someday real soon'? That's not really what you meant, is it? It will screw up the metre, but in that case, maybe you need to rethink that whole line.
Each night I step outside, your ghost appears.
I search the stars, but still I can't pretend;
my heart's sincere: for you my love won't end.
The moon shines bright, a light to dry my tears.
- Outside is an awkward word to use in an iambic scheme, because it's made of two strong sillables. It can be read with more emphasis on one or the other, but both will still be pretty strong. I don't have much of a problem with it, but just decided to point it out, so that you know that we need to be careful with some of the words we choose.
- 'my heart's sincere, for you my love, no end' - I missed a verb here, a direct reflex of you trying to stick to the metre; I kept reading and thinking you desperately wanted to say 'for you my love knows no end' or 'for you my love will never end'.
When all is said and done, my love will be[,]
true love that walks[,] through all eternity.
- Added (and removed) punctuation galore, so that I could make sense of what I was reading. I hope it was the same sense you were trying to make.
Final result:
hyperplasmic love
It stings me like a frost, a freeze of years,
so bold it stands, without a need to mend;
it's said that time is now to me a friend,
how long 'til love be lost within my fears?
To say I need is much too strong a word,
but truth be told, my life now feels in vain;
escape relents, I yield my life to pain;
forget the facts, and all the things I've heard.
Forever love, I wish could be deferred--
some things our will can't stop or time sustain;
this is the truth, the facts that walk with me.
I hide the hurt, the loss, but grieving stirred--
someday real soon, to count this all as gain,
my chains removed, and walk the earth as free.
Each night I step outside, your ghost appears.
I search the stars, but still I can't pretend;
my heart's sincere: for you my love won't end.
The moon shines bright, a light to dry my tears.
When all is said and done, my love will be[,]
true love that walks[,] through all eternity.