Poets' Corner - got a gripe? Air it here

[HarryHill]

Chipbutty? Is that you? Where you put your poems these days?

Is the guy who writes all alliteration all the time still around? He was a nice guy.

it's her

 

[butters]

Chipbutty? Is that you? Where you put your poems these days?

Is the guy who writes all alliteration all the time still around? He was a nice guy.

hello

certainly is - i asked laurel to shorten my name. what brings you back around these parts, stranger?

oh, i was just updating my thread! same place as before, though i'm writing with others like my Harry in 'writing live', the 'ku-cat' thread and in annie's latest mini-challenges.

who do you mean... was it Neo? wait, oh lord i can't recall his name - the one who did the haiku-esque type pieces?

it's her

yer rootin' tootin' it's me

 

[Magnetron]

yer rootin' tootin' it's me

Rooty tooty Chipbooty

 

[HarryHill]

Rooty tooty Chipbooty

ha!...

 

[Cleardaynow]

Righto. It is time for me to start shouldering my burden on the site.

Now, what was everyone saying?

Ah yes, this business about cliques.

Well, in the spirit of those bygone American settlers, moving westwards and bringing peace to the warring Indian tribes in the interior, I too wish to serve. Like our great leaders, I want to bring peace where there was strife, justice where there was injustice and war where there was peace.

Let me shyly submit these lines to you and may I dedicate them to those brave pilgrims and pioneers mentioned above.

Conspiracy Theory

You know I’m no conspiracy nut.
I have this theory see. About Angeline,
Butters, Harry, Tristesse, maybe more.
Who all appear all at once
You never see just the one.
Like Clark Kent and Superman
(But the other way).
They all say the same.
Their views all chime.
I have realised the plot.
It’s just one man
Or woman – see even I’m confused.
Their interplay is the acme of the art.
And if he (or is it she) is feeling down
And really just wants to let off spleen,
Why Twelveoone appears – cape in hand.

OK folks. So I have done my best to pour oil on troubled fires. Now, while I fondly imagine that all my other poems are unbelievably good, even I do not think that this is that wonderful as a poem. So - possibly some of these persons (sorry person) may not wish to comment. However, if any do want to, please, please do not hold back from criticising these humble verses out of any misplaced consideration for my delicate feelings.

I am left with the question, should I submit my petit oeuvre (should it be petite?) or should I make another appointment with that nice doctor who smiles a lot and gives me all those yummy pills?

PS My apologies to any names I may have inadvertently omitted

 

[Angeline]

Righto. It is time for me to start shouldering my burden on the site.

Now, what was everyone saying?

Ah yes, this business about cliques.

Well, in the spirit of those bygone American settlers, moving westwards and bringing peace to the warring Indian tribes in the interior, I too wish to serve. Like our great leaders, I want to bring peace where there was strife, justice where there was injustice and war where there was peace.

Let me shyly submit these lines to you and may I dedicate them to those brave pilgrims and pioneers mentioned above.

Conspiracy Theory

You know I’m no conspiracy nut.
I have this theory see. About Angeline,
Butters, Harry, Tristesse, maybe more.
Who all appear all at once
You never see just the one.
Like Clark Kent and Superman
(But the other way).
They all say the same.
Their views all chime.
I have realised the plot.
It’s just one man
Or woman – see even I’m confused.
Their interplay is the acme of the art.
And if he (or is it she) is feeling down
And really just wants to let off spleen,
Why Twelveoone appears – cape in hand.

OK folks. So I have done my best to pour oil on troubled fires. Now, while I fondly imagine that all my other poems are unbelievably good, even I do not think that this is that wonderful as a poem. So - possibly some of these persons (sorry person) may not wish to comment. However, if any do want to, please, please do not hold back from criticising these humble verses out of any misplaced consideration for my delicate feelings.

I am left with the question, should I submit my petit oeuvre (should it be petite?) or should I make another appointment with that nice doctor who smiles a lot and gives me all those yummy pills?

PS My apologies to any names I may have inadvertently omitted

Hiya Clearday. Nice to meet you: I've enjoyed reading your poem submissions. Now while I will admit to being a Gemini I am pretty sure I am not any of the other poets mentioned. And I vote for the poem AND the doc.

 

[Magnetron]

Righto. It is time for me to start shouldering my burden on the site.

Now, what was everyone saying?

Ah yes, this business about cliques.

Well, in the spirit of those bygone American settlers, moving westwards and bringing peace to the warring Indian tribes in the interior, I too wish to serve. Like our great leaders, I want to bring peace where there was strife, justice where there was injustice and war where there was peace.

Let me shyly submit these lines to you and may I dedicate them to those brave pilgrims and pioneers mentioned above.

Conspiracy Theory

You know I’m no conspiracy nut.
I have this theory see. About Angeline,
Butters, Harry, Tristesse, maybe more.
Who all appear all at once
You never see just the one.
Like Clark Kent and Superman
(But the other way).
They all say the same.
Their views all chime.
I have realised the plot.
It’s just one man
Or woman – see even I’m confused.
Their interplay is the acme of the art.
And if he (or is it she) is feeling down
And really just wants to let off spleen,
Why Twelveoone appears – cape in hand.

OK folks. So I have done my best to pour oil on troubled fires. Now, while I fondly imagine that all my other poems are unbelievably good, even I do not think that this is that wonderful as a poem. So - possibly some of these persons (sorry person) may not wish to comment. However, if any do want to, please, please do not hold back from criticising these humble verses out of any misplaced consideration for my delicate feelings.

I am left with the question, should I submit my petit oeuvre (should it be petite?) or should I make another appointment with that nice doctor who smiles a lot and gives me all those yummy pills?

PS My apologies to any names I may have inadvertently omitted

You lost me at left of spleen.

 

[Angeline]

You lost me at left of spleen.

Is that like East of Eden?

 

[pelegrino]

I wonder if a split multi-personality such as described by Cleardaynow above, at least enjoys split multi-orgasms, all simultaneous and different to each other.
I' ve always suspected something like that may be going on, that's why everyone's poetry is so very different after all.

 

[pelegrino]

I got a real gripe:
The submissions page cannot contain long titles.
I just submitted something called THE MILF, THE BITCH, THE PSYCHOBITCH which will appear as THE MILF, THE BITCH, THE PSYCHOBITC
I tried to edit and re-submit but that's even worse as the word "EDITED" has to be included on the edited version.
What can I do about that?

 

[Angeline]

I got a real gripe:
The submissions page cannot contain long titles.
I just submitted something called THE MILF, THE BITCH, THE PSYCHOBITCH which will appear as THE MILF, THE BITCH, THE PSYCHOBITC
I tried to edit and re-submit but that's even worse as the word "EDITED" has to be included on the edited version.
What can I do about that?

You can put a note in the note box when you resubmit and say what you want the title to be and that this is an edited copy of an already submitted poem. Also tell them the title your poem is currently submitted under. That way they will know that you are submitting edited copy and should not use "Edited" in the title. I don't know if there is a limit to the number of characters in a title. There might be. If you raise that question on the Editor's forum, I'll bet someone there knows.

 

[Magnetron]

Is that like East of Eden?

Yes, but to get there you must take Exit 122 South under the Bile Duct.

 

[Angeline]

Yes, but to get there you must take Exit 122 South under the Bile Duct.

Off the Garden State Parkway, no doubt.

 

[HarryHill]

Yes, but to get there you must take Exit 122 South under the Bile Duct.

Off the Garden State Parkway, no doubt.

Nah, pretty sure that's East L.A.

 

[butters]

like most conspiracy theories, it's gotta lotta holes too many to hold water.

 

[Epmd607]

Righto. It is time for me to start shouldering my burden on the site.

Now, what was everyone saying?

Ah yes, this business about cliques.

Well, in the spirit of those bygone American settlers, moving westwards and bringing peace to the warring Indian tribes in the interior, I too wish to serve. Like our great leaders, I want to bring peace where there was strife, justice where there was injustice and war where there was peace.

Let me shyly submit these lines to you and may I dedicate them to those brave pilgrims and pioneers mentioned above.

Conspiracy Theory

You know I’m no conspiracy nut.
I have this theory see. About Angeline,
Butters, Harry, Tristesse, maybe more.
Who all appear all at once
You never see just the one.
Like Clark Kent and Superman
(But the other way).
They all say the same.
Their views all chime.
I have realised the plot.
It’s just one man
Or woman – see even I’m confused.
Their interplay is the acme of the art.
And if he (or is it she) is feeling down
And really just wants to let off spleen,
Why Twelveoone appears – cape in hand.

OK folks. So I have done my best to pour oil on troubled fires. Now, while I fondly imagine that all my other poems are unbelievably good, even I do not think that this is that wonderful as a poem. So - possibly some of these persons (sorry person) may not wish to comment. However, if any do want to, please, please do not hold back from criticising these humble verses out of any misplaced consideration for my delicate feelings.

I am left with the question, should I submit my petit oeuvre (should it be petite?) or should I make another appointment with that nice doctor who smiles a lot and gives me all those yummy pills?

PS My apologies to any names I may have inadvertently omitted

I celebrate myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.

 

[butters]

I celebrate myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.

Have you reckon’d a thousand acres much? have you reckon’d the earth much?
Have you practis’d so long to learn to read?
Have you felt so proud to get at the meaning of poems?

 

[Cleardaynow]

like most conspiracy theories, it's gotta lotta holes too many to hold water.

Dear butters

Staying in role: AH, but THAT is what the authorities ALWAYS say (note use of capitals).

Slipping out of role, of course it is rubbish. Total rubbish.

But... (and this is the beauty of conspiracy theories) can you actually PROVE that you are different people?

 

[butters]

Dear butters

Staying in role: AH, but THAT is what the authorities ALWAYS say (note use of capitals).

Slipping out of role, of course it is rubbish. Total rubbish.

But... (and this is the beauty of conspiracy theories) can you actually PROVE that you are different people?

of course.

do i plan to? can't be arsed

trouble with your theory was not so much the multiple-personas as in the declaration that we all agreed and said the same. pfft - that sunk it as soon as it sailed

 

[bronzeage]

of course.

do i plan to? can't be arsed

trouble with your theory was not so much the multiple-personas as in the declaration that we all agreed and said the same. pfft - that sunk it as soon as it sailed

Not only can I prove it, but so can I.

 

[butters]

Not only can I prove it, but so can I.

i forgot i just posted this

oops

 

[Tsotha]

i forgot i just posted this

oops

I sw... I mean, you switch accounts pretty fast, too!

 

[butters]

I sw... I mean, you switch accounts pretty fast, too!

meh, simplicity itself
a bank of pc's, all logged in under different i.d's... a swivel chair, a streak of megalomania and an underground bunker.......... if only i weren't so lazy




rumours. so easy to start

 

[UnderYourSpell]

It's ok I went to the Post Office and got a Poetic Licence and it says in the tiny writing that you need a magnifying glass to read "all poems submitted by this author are allowed to be ambiguous, thought provoking and downright misleading".

 

[champagne1982]

meh, simplicity itself
a bank of pc's, all logged in under different i.d's... a swivel chair, a streak of megalomania and an underground bunker.......... if only i weren't so lazy




rumours. so easy to start

I heard that you once paid 3 bookkeepers to debit your credits until all that was left in the balance was eighteen personalities. This from an original share count of 42, proving that 42 was not the answer for everything, but instead a factor of nothing at all.