Poem Donations
lepperochan said:http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/177951-sum-kredit-tew-da-orther/
cheers, RM :)
I want one (kidding)
cheers, RM :)
I want one (kidding)
Anonymous
lepperochan said:http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/177951-sum-kredit-tew-da-orther/
cheers, RM :)
Datz a helluva wryte mister.
Youse ain't know theif.
Youse ain't know playgerist.
Youse a perfect gentle Mann.
Youse a trew beeleever in da poetik whirled.
Itz an honor to meet youse.
Dankie.
Syned,
Mister Roachmill
A konverted trew beeleever.
cheers, RM :)
Datz a helluva wryte mister.
Youse ain't know theif.
Youse ain't know playgerist.
Youse a perfect gentle Mann.
Youse a trew beeleever in da poetik whirled.
Itz an honor to meet youse.
Dankie.
Syned,
Mister Roachmill
A konverted trew beeleever.
lepperochan said:I would be interested in donating a poem to an aspiring poet. shame on all you nay sayers. words are free, and for the most part poets are poor barely keeping head above water types so giving financial aid to causes can be hard. why not give a poem?
it’s hardly plagiarism if you donate it same was as the panhandler isn’t a thief if you throw some coins into his hat or bucket or whatever
are words that precious to you, your words? ..but they’re not your words are they ..not really.
I put it to you people that you are a bunch of elitist snobs, hoarding words.
fo shame, poets ..fo shame
thank you, Curtis for exposing this ..this innate meanness among the very type of people with whom charity should be living and breathing
...there are no words ..’cept the ones above obviously
I thought I gave a crap... It's taken me years to write that shit.
ha! It took me a while to figure out that was a portrait of Forest Gump on your profile pic, Craic. The camel toe chin gave it away.
it’s hardly plagiarism if you donate it same was as the panhandler isn’t a thief if you throw some coins into his hat or bucket or whatever
are words that precious to you, your words? ..but they’re not your words are they ..not really.
I put it to you people that you are a bunch of elitist snobs, hoarding words.
fo shame, poets ..fo shame
thank you, Curtis for exposing this ..this innate meanness among the very type of people with whom charity should be living and breathing
...there are no words ..’cept the ones above obviously
I thought I gave a crap... It's taken me years to write that shit.
ha! It took me a while to figure out that was a portrait of Forest Gump on your profile pic, Craic. The camel toe chin gave it away.
HollyDove said:[quote-276489-case28]:
ha! It took me a while to figure out that was a portrait of Forest Gump on your profile pic, Craic. The camel toe chin gave it away.
I thought Willie Nelson... without the Willie[/quote]
Ha!
It could be Jesus Christ... that would explain how the The Holy Shroud of Turin came into existence.
ha! It took me a while to figure out that was a portrait of Forest Gump on your profile pic, Craic. The camel toe chin gave it away.
I thought Willie Nelson... without the Willie[/quote]
Ha!
It could be Jesus Christ... that would explain how the The Holy Shroud of Turin came into existence.
cheers, RM. just borrowed it, kinda lika library book :)'
Chong, it's Chong on crack ..literally.
ok yes, creations from the heart are hard to give away. but doesn't that make the gift all that more special.
fact is you'd be giving a person who has no will to create but also has a lust for accolades and platitudes something special. sure, it could be seen as a gateway gift whereas the person receiving the gift may get a taste for said platitudities, but that's the nature of the beast
have we morphed from poets to judges, can we really afford to look down our noses at the less energized and creatively challenged. I wonder what Shakespeare's ghostwriter would have to say about it.
fuck all, cos he's dead. still, food for thought
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Chong, it's Chong on crack ..literally.
ok yes, creations from the heart are hard to give away. but doesn't that make the gift all that more special.
fact is you'd be giving a person who has no will to create but also has a lust for accolades and platitudes something special. sure, it could be seen as a gateway gift whereas the person receiving the gift may get a taste for said platitudities, but that's the nature of the beast
have we morphed from poets to judges, can we really afford to look down our noses at the less energized and creatively challenged. I wonder what Shakespeare's ghostwriter would have to say about it.
fuck all, cos he's dead. still, food for thought
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lepperochan said:cheers, RM. just borrowed it, kinda lika library book :)'
Chong, it's Chong on crack ..literally.
ok yes, creations from the heart are hard to give away. but doesn't that make the gift all that more special.
fact is you'd be giving a person who has no will to create but also has a lust for accolades and platitudes something special. sure, it could be seen as a gateway gift whereas the person receiving the gift may get a taste for said platitudities, but that's the nature of the beast
have we morphed from poets to judges, can we really afford to look down our noses at the less energized and creatively challenged. I wonder what Shakespeare's ghostwriter would have to say about it.
fuck all, cos he's dead. still, food for thought
Chong! Of course. You see, I would have guessed it if he was wearing his glasses and had a joint hanging from his lips.
So our friend Curtis doesn't want to write, he simply needs to pay someone to be his ghostwriter.
Poetry is worthless to a poet, if you don't enjoy the process of being creative. Creative writing is all about the inspiration, discipline, problem solving and sense of self achievement. If a writer only focuses on the achievement, then they're not passionate about their craft, because the feeling of achievement is short lived. A person with the drive to be creative is always looking for the next source of inspiration. The next hit.
If you're sitting at home feeling sorry for yourself because you can't think of anything to write about, then go outside and live. If you want to write better, then read more, think about technique and practice your craft by participating in challenges.
What is the definition of a "Successful poet?' A poet that has the faculties to write poetry to the day they die.
Chong, it's Chong on crack ..literally.
ok yes, creations from the heart are hard to give away. but doesn't that make the gift all that more special.
fact is you'd be giving a person who has no will to create but also has a lust for accolades and platitudes something special. sure, it could be seen as a gateway gift whereas the person receiving the gift may get a taste for said platitudities, but that's the nature of the beast
have we morphed from poets to judges, can we really afford to look down our noses at the less energized and creatively challenged. I wonder what Shakespeare's ghostwriter would have to say about it.
fuck all, cos he's dead. still, food for thought
Chong! Of course. You see, I would have guessed it if he was wearing his glasses and had a joint hanging from his lips.
So our friend Curtis doesn't want to write, he simply needs to pay someone to be his ghostwriter.
Poetry is worthless to a poet, if you don't enjoy the process of being creative. Creative writing is all about the inspiration, discipline, problem solving and sense of self achievement. If a writer only focuses on the achievement, then they're not passionate about their craft, because the feeling of achievement is short lived. A person with the drive to be creative is always looking for the next source of inspiration. The next hit.
If you're sitting at home feeling sorry for yourself because you can't think of anything to write about, then go outside and live. If you want to write better, then read more, think about technique and practice your craft by participating in challenges.
What is the definition of a "Successful poet?' A poet that has the faculties to write poetry to the day they die.
Anonymous
Geez Youse guys. Eye didn't no peoitree wuz sew komplikated. Eye'm nawt madd at mister craic. He kan steel my sheet.....uhhh, my werk enytyme.
Eye wrote itt fer free.
Sew dat ain't reelee steelin'.
Playgerism isa fancee werd fer steelin'
If eye ever steel sumtin' eye ain't tellin' peeple eny ting.
Eye never steel.
Well maybee eye did 4x's.
Butt eye'm klean now.
Eye wrote itt fer free.
Sew dat ain't reelee steelin'.
Playgerism isa fancee werd fer steelin'
If eye ever steel sumtin' eye ain't tellin' peeple eny ting.
Eye never steel.
Well maybee eye did 4x's.
Butt eye'm klean now.
Anonymous
This is a Poetic Vacuum.
Remove your fingers from your outlet.
Plug this and suck up.
Empty Bag when done.
Anonymous
lepperochan said:cheers, RM. just borrowed it, kinda lika library book :)'
Chong, it's Chong on crack ..literally.
ok yes, creations from the heart are hard to give away. but doesn't that make the gift all that more special.
fact is you'd be giving a person who has no will to create but also has a lust for accolades and platitudes something special. sure, it could be seen as a gateway gift whereas the person receiving the gift may get a taste for said platitudities, but that's the nature of the beast
have we morphed from poets to judges, can we really afford to look down our noses at the less energized and creatively challenged. I wonder what Shakespeare's ghostwriter would have to say about it.
fuck all, cos he's dead. still, food for thought
Still waiting for your spoonful of sugar, Craic
Chong, it's Chong on crack ..literally.
ok yes, creations from the heart are hard to give away. but doesn't that make the gift all that more special.
fact is you'd be giving a person who has no will to create but also has a lust for accolades and platitudes something special. sure, it could be seen as a gateway gift whereas the person receiving the gift may get a taste for said platitudities, but that's the nature of the beast
have we morphed from poets to judges, can we really afford to look down our noses at the less energized and creatively challenged. I wonder what Shakespeare's ghostwriter would have to say about it.
fuck all, cos he's dead. still, food for thought
Still waiting for your spoonful of sugar, Craic
