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Title: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: Rigwyn on August 12, 2013, 02:13:33 am
The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Revived yet again

( To play, pick a word starting with the next letter of the alphabet and use it in a poem of some sort. It can be just a few lines of free verse, or something long and intricate if you like. Just have fun with it. )

Phenerie Chuggar steps onto the stage clothed in fine black slacks, a matching black long sleeved turtleneck shirt and an overly serious expression.  The portions of Phenerie's freshly waxed and sealed head that are not occulted by kra's black felt beret sparkle beneath the falka spotlights. From behind a pair of cobalt blue spectacles with small, but round lenses, kra's eyes roll from side to side before they come to a grinding halt. After an awkward pause, kra begins to recite a poem with explosive, yet contemplative force.

Apple ( rotten )

So green and plump
it waits, it hangs
while Hydlaans chat
and Hammers bang

from just twelve feet
above the ground
it sees through folks
she sports a frown

those people are evil
they sneeze
and have gas

they're sharp and abrasive
like sweat, sand
and glass

I pray for a virus
to make them fall dead,
or a swarm of ulbers
to smash off their heads

And now our friend apple
is flat on the ground,
a bruise on her temple,
a stick on the ground

A ruddy hand grabs her
and screeches with glee
Our 'ole friend Harn bites her
and rips her flesh free

Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: bilbous on August 12, 2013, 02:18:49 am
Boring

While looking for a shiny delight
I worked all through the night.
An ulber came by to have a fight,
but No, I said, it is not right!
Know ye now my fateful plight:
boring the earth for golden light.
Food enough I found not quite.
Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: bloodedIrishman on August 12, 2013, 03:25:17 am
Cunning

Quickly drawin' mah sword
As I cross the river ford
ing. Five pounds o' pressha
ta cut ya skin
ta make a fissha, that's akin
to crackin a nut
what?! what?!
No I said, I said what?
What is that?

Chorus:
I couldn't see but now I see
its a flying tefusang comin' at meeee
(little girl's voice) I hope it doesn't kill me!
(repeat x3)

Why me? Talad made it ugly! It ain't my fault!
But I needed a plan, so I loaded up
Riggy n' Bilbous in a ca-ta-pult
Smelly and evil, but Kull lookin' good
Flyin' through the air, hit teffy reaaall good
Now teffy, Riggy and Bulby are ulber food

Say whaaaaat
*drops the mic*
Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: Rigwyn on August 12, 2013, 04:03:44 am
Daemons

Without any pauses,
they chatter and talk
I ask them to stop it,
they marked me with chalk.

I lit a fat candle
to ward them away
they laughed at my vigil
and said, "We shall stay!"

My dog says the daemons
are really quite bad
they tell him warped stories
that make him feel sad.

One day the dog bit me,
so I pulled out mah gun
aimed at his forehead,
but he stuck out his tongue.

No way i could shoot him,
ole Yeller was mine
so I fought off the daemons
with Terevan wine.

Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: Candy on August 12, 2013, 08:01:52 am
Ears

Little head, big ears, fluffy tail
The newborn cub can do nothing but flail
Mother cradles the tiny male

She's a Ylian, her husband is too
He hates all the rumors the townsfolk spew
Embarrased by his wife untrue

He finds himself a sharp little knife
No, he doesn't intend to take any life
Just wants to cause a bit of strife

Wife finds him alone with the little cub
About to turn Baby's ears to stubs
Unaware she's behind him, wielding a club
Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: Rigwyn on August 12, 2013, 08:22:25 am

Fingers

I had a whole box full,
all wiggly and long
few green and corroded
some stubby and strong.

I ate them for breakfast
with hot sauce and gin
then licked my ten fingers
with a dastardly grin.
Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: Aramara Meibi on August 12, 2013, 08:41:39 pm
goddess

when she woke that morning
crystalline light flit and filtered
through the silk draped window
and all the world knew,
she felt,
that she had betrayed.
Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: Volki on August 14, 2013, 01:51:37 pm
Dear BloodedIrishman
I thought you were dead
Welcome back
I like the colors green and red
Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: bilbous on August 14, 2013, 10:35:12 pm
Heretofore

Heretofore the poems were according to the plan.
Henceforth the poems will exhibit a certain elan.
Sally forth in Comic Sans,
or suffer the curse of Metamorphic Man!
Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: bloodedIrishman on August 14, 2013, 10:39:44 pm
Hello

Sup Volki, can't find a rhyme
to match ya name this time
But here I go, and say hello

Saw ya on the Planeshift forum
so I ran to say hello, floorin'
all the borin' ppl to issue greetings
and force a meetin'

Thought I was dead?
I fell asleep in my 1200 thread-count bed
Cuz it's all soft n' cuddly like me
As all the ladiez know, see?

Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: bloodedIrishman on August 14, 2013, 10:44:14 pm
Ignominy

That's whatcha livin' in Bilby
Because ya words are so borin' they just up and kill me
The pithiness of these rhymes, simultaneously fly
Can't match me an ya need a bettah steez,
And a better breeze
to catch the smell of my stinky nutz,
Cuz they'll brighten ya world
Must be hard livin in it, writing those words

Why are you copyin' me?
I was all up on dat H first, see?
It's all about me, not you
So check ya self before ya wreck ya self, foo
Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: bilbous on August 15, 2013, 12:56:42 am
Joopiner Jelly

Joopiner jelly,
Bloody Irish pen repent,
Said the Tick-Tock-Flan.


{Haiku to you too! (poorly)}
Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: Rigwyn on August 15, 2013, 02:46:52 am
Kran

Kevin the kran kreeps and kackles at knight
kutting up dehrgir with a krusty ole knife 
kra krushes the bones with a krash and krack
then licks kra's nubs, with a suck and a smack.
Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: bloodedIrishman on August 15, 2013, 10:42:37 am
Lol

Lollin' at cha rhymes Riggy
How did you write them?
Must've been hard, tricky
Ain't hard fa me, its like chem
Just make fly rhymes
for these fly times
while I eat fatty pork rhines
and misspellin' wordz yo
drinking a cup of joe
with shuga and milk
because I wanna, milk
that's right I be rhymin the same word
that's how fly I am, like a bird
Check it.
Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: Candy on August 16, 2013, 04:38:38 am
Marrow

Bone cracked open, I scrape out the treat
You may call it gross but to me it's good eats
Food's hard to come by, in Oja's rough streets
So I hunt for the family, bring home the meat

At least I don't steal; I've learned practical skills
I don't run with the rogues, not for profit nor thrills
I'll still eat the marrow, so say what you will
While I sell you the very best cuts of my kill
Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: Rigwyn on August 16, 2013, 05:01:59 am
n00B

hoo is buy it
got plat 4k
cant stand sell sell
hurry today

rp?!?      wut stat
aint got all day
what skil i need
no str?!! 2 gay!!!!

us fight- pop pop
got nutz BIG STEEL
hop dool h0p hop
n spelz 4 real, bitchessssssssssssssssss...

/join mah c00L gild
I give hi rank
b mah pE 0n
...
derp :o  i meen tank

1olwut!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!
LLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOLLLLLLLLL!!!!!1!
Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: bloodedIrishman on August 16, 2013, 05:31:48 am
Now

I want a fatty steak now
stomach's rumblin' like crazy
been hungerin' for some chow
but I be 2 lazy for da huntin'
why? cuz I live like a baws
rivnakkin' an stuntin'
slicin' my enemiez wit clawz
Cuz my Oja swag is too strong
and my long daggah too long
Candy can't handle deze poetic skillz
She hunts poultry tah pay da billz
I hunt mad rhymes for the thrillz

Check it. TURN MY OJA SWAG ON!
Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: Rigwyn on August 16, 2013, 05:52:27 am

Oops!

Oops! There goes the soup,
all over the floor.
There goes my fine grub,
my hot Dinty Moore!


Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: bilbous on August 16, 2013, 09:59:26 am
Pathetic

Pathetic rhymes, worse spelling.
B I's raps have got me smelling,

Is that Gunk or Sticky Goo,
Will it play in Fernando Po

Ulber this is all for naught,
Guess I'll use a mining bot.

When at last it's time for bed,
I'll catch some zees, won't spell it Z(ed).

I know you'll think this lasts too long,
I have to tell you that you're wrong.

Don't say a word, don't make a sound.
Or else I'll make this thing a round!
Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: bloodedIrishman on August 16, 2013, 10:53:06 am
QQ

Why u cryin' son?
Can't get away or run
I'm lyrically slicin' and dicin' ya
Have you callin' for retreat, yessah

I'm not gunk you're dirty poo poo
That's right I called you dirty poo poo
And that's why I be freeflowin' on the scene
Cuz I'm loosin' poopz all over ya rhyme scheme
Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: LigH on August 16, 2013, 11:22:32 am
@ Rigwyn:

Thank you for the n00B
Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: bilbous on August 16, 2013, 05:57:52 pm
Reward

There's a lass who's so crass and so fey
She has dates and she mates all the day
     When at last comes the night
     She makes out quite all right
The reward and her hoard makes it pay
Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: Mariana Xiechai on August 20, 2013, 07:11:41 am
[From a character with a fear of crowds.]

Sound

Straight from the lips of gossiper's tongues
Look at her, there, do you see her scars?
The chattering teeth of milling throngs
Isn't she strange, peculiar, bizzare?
Same set of statements in various tones
She could be nicer, more cordial, could speak!
Lamenting and laughing in chuckles and moans
The way that she cowers, so awful, so weak!
A blur of faces, features meld into one
Why is she running? What makes her retreat?
Their stares are merging, you're coming undone.
She's fleeing, she's running, heart rapidly beats!
Behind you their voices maliciously chime
She's freakish and rude, ignored us, the nerve!
But you don't care. You must escape their

Sound

Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: Candy on August 20, 2013, 07:46:37 am
Tea

Steam rises from the mug
My tongue burnt but it's so sweet
Done, just one more cup
Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: SpidaManz111 on August 21, 2013, 01:21:17 am
Fish

Fish smell,
I eat them.
Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: bilbous on August 21, 2013, 03:06:39 am
Ululation

When at last the maruading neotens were brought down
Ululation from the peons commenced with  this sound:
Galaroo Grelayaaa Feyalaba Ganazoooooooown!
Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: bilbous on August 27, 2013, 09:07:12 am
Victory

"Victory is mine" cried the noob drinking tea.
Ululation and exhaltation like fish in the sea.

Sound the QQ patheitc kran
Reward ignominy hardly my plan

My marrow flows like joopiner jelly
Leaking from broken fingers gangrenous and smelly

A rotten apple and boring to boot
No cunning daemons to lol and to hoot!

Volki the untitled goddess of ears,
I think I've drunk too many beers!

Heretofor the titles per se: alphabetical
Henceforth, do, try to be aesthetical.

Apologies I make for lapses profound,
Don't leave me bleeding out on the ground.
Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: Candy on August 27, 2013, 11:52:04 pm
Years after his true death, a menki's descendants fight over who gets what's left of his simple home. While two of the supposed adults brawl over the only sculpture of any great value, the menki's cousin recognizes a woman in an unfinished painting at the bottom of a trunk. She turns it over in her arthritic paws, hoping to find the name she can't quite put to the face, and discovers a few lines of fading ink:

Watercolours like no other, soak the page and paint my lover
Softened hues of pink and red, passion from the paintbrush bled
Captured her white, stunning smile, with a touch of my own style
Claimed her beauty for my own, but she had a heart of stone
Off to Kada-El's she heads, to go find someone else instead
Turns out it was really she, my fickle muse, who had claimed me
Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: bloodedIrishman on August 29, 2013, 04:29:31 am
Xyloid

Candy's rhymes remind of wood
rotten and old and nothing good
Talkin' bout love but you get no love
Cuz yo rhymes is weak
But mine come from the heavens above
And I'll teach ya what to seek
Like I'll make your ego meek
So bow down to the schemes and dreams
of Kull Rhundin who is not what he seems
Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: Candy on August 29, 2013, 08:56:34 am
Way to miss the subtext, hon
Our menki got some lovin' done
He didn't stay embittered,
He moved on to make a litter
The family finds pieces of his past
Answers to questions never asked
Shouldn't have to spell it out,
For some posturing, thick-skulled lout
I highly doubt divine rhyme schemes
Tend to go a, b, a, b
Yes, I'm using the selfsame one
But I don't claim it's gold I've spun
Or try to act like I'm so hard
While playing the part of a bard
It's hard to take you serious,
When you're so clearly delirious
Now step up, someone, don't be shy
Let's move on to the letter Y
Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: Volki on August 29, 2013, 12:45:53 pm
Y is a weird letter
I think it would be better
To use I
Instead of Y
This would benefit me
Since the I in my name is "ee"
As is the same for "Volki"
So obviously Candy
Should change her name
Because hers is lame
English sucks
Look, ducks!

(http://i.imgur.com/vaLYc.jpg)
Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: Roled on August 29, 2013, 11:35:39 pm
Quote from: bilbous on August 27, 2013, 09:07:12 am
Victory

"Victory is mine" cried the noob drinking tea.
Ululation and exhaltation like fish in the sea.

Sound the QQ patheitc kran
Reward ignominy hardly my plan

My marrow flows like joopiner jelly
Leaking from broken fingers gangrenous and smelly

A rotten apple and boring to boot
No cunning daemons to lol and to hoot!

Volki the untitled goddess of ears,
I think I've drunk too many beers!

Heretofor the titles per se: alphabetical
Henceforth, do, try to be aesthetical.

Apologies I make for lapses profound,
Don't leave me bleeding out on the ground.

brilliant reverse compliation Bilbous!  \\o//  ::|  \\o//
Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: bilbous on August 30, 2013, 02:52:35 am
Thank you. :) I did try to always keep with the plan and went all out at 3 am for that one. I think I got all the preceding titles in there...

Insomnia sometimes bears fruit.
Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: bilbous on August 30, 2013, 08:48:25 am
Zinc

I went out mining and looking for zinc
I passed across rivers, past flowers so pink.
I drew some lines here on my paper with ink,
A fellow could follow my map I do think.
Your footing be careful, in bogs you might sink
The water you carry is what you can drink
it gets in your eye and causes a blink.
Hammer that rock and make it go chink
the pack that you brought, you fill to the brink.
A hoist to your back, a strap to unkink
Then off to your home, quite happy I think!
Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: LigH on August 30, 2013, 12:56:34 pm
Add just one more rhyme, and this poem will stink... ;D
Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: bilbous on August 30, 2013, 03:11:12 pm
such a strong word makes me want to call a shrink
Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: bloodedIrishman on September 01, 2013, 08:20:50 am
Candy is lame
Kull is awesome
Bilbous is terrible
I hate all of you

Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: bilbous on September 01, 2013, 06:11:15 pm
I'd like you better if you weren't such a _____.
Because of what you are I don't care a lick,
I doubt you are Irish, more likely a hick.
I'd write this on paper but I don't have a bic,
The thread seems to be over so give it up pretty darn quick.


Now that we have got through the list alphabetical
I ponder on options most hypothetical.
Do we start over again with letters a-doubled,
Leaving out the trash talk and words that are troubled.
Some might find this a bit too much to bear
To them I might say don't be such a nasty little duck
Does it really look like I give a ____?
Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: Rigwyn on September 01, 2013, 06:19:54 pm
Eternal

Eternal loops of letters A to Z
Word them, rhyme them, twist them, every last one
Weave them in knots and webs like spiders may
Knead them again, recycle, so much fun.


Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: bloodedIrishman on September 01, 2013, 09:56:29 pm
Putting the blank spot before the rhyme that clues the reader in? Silliness.
Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: bilbous on September 02, 2013, 02:12:58 am
Actually,

I could have used symbols for expletives deleted
like they use in newspapers' comics
but I felt it was good having letters depleted
we live in an age of science atomic.

The rig full of win says we must carry on
So I'll leave off the snarks
I'll  actually make up some baryon
out of aunties and quarks!

Up and down, and bottom to top
with strange charm I'll come to a stop.


Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: bloodedIrishman on September 02, 2013, 02:32:59 am
"Caveman Style" (abc, 3/2/3)

Bad bilbous.
Me good.
Make poem.
Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: bilbous on September 02, 2013, 08:41:32 am
Binary
Binary, trinary, finery in plum
2 pieces, 3 pieces, bathing suits to some
this little poem is getting kind of dumb!
Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: Rigwyn on September 02, 2013, 08:42:53 am
So.. what letter are up to? 
Yall keep changing direction xD
Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: bloodedIrishman on September 02, 2013, 10:49:03 am
How about we do it alphabetically but with topics from Planeshift?
Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: bilbous on September 02, 2013, 03:55:55 pm
Some people never quite got the idea in the first place but maybe I read more into the "rules" than was really there. I thought the title was the word that was the alphabetical component and was also included in the body. I also originally tried to stay with a PS theme but got into a thread specific theme pretty quick. What any of this has to do with Robin Williams or he has to do with PS is highly questionable.

I think we are really nowhere in sequence as the first cycle ended and a second one never really started. I did try to restart after your Eternal direction but between zinc and eternal was just random sniping that wasn't according to the plan.
Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: Rigwyn on September 03, 2013, 12:31:18 am
Ah, ok. I whet with E because the previous post you made looked like you were on D xD

F perhaps?

As for keeping it planeshiftic, sure, why not :)
Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: bilbous on September 03, 2013, 02:29:08 am
in that poem I was suggesting a measure of alliteration, in effect doubling the letter i.e "awesome alchemy" or whatnot.  and stop with the cheap shots, make fun of your own if you want but not other people's efforts.
Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: Rigwyn on September 03, 2013, 02:38:40 am
Quote from: bilbous on September 03, 2013, 02:29:08 am
in that poem I was suggesting a measure of alliteration, in effect doubling the letter i.e "awesome alchemy" or whatnot.  and stop with the cheap shots, make fun of your own if you want but not other people's efforts.

Huh?   What cheap shots?
Did I miss something?
Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: bilbous on September 03, 2013, 03:40:14 am
Quote
Bad bilbous.
Quote
Candy is lame
...
Bilbous is terrible

Quote
I'd like you better if you weren't such a _____.
Because of what you are I don't care a lick,
I doubt you are Irish, more likely a hick.

ya perhaps, a little. Nothing too spectacular though. :) examples are not exhaustive, just exhausting
Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: bloodedIrishman on September 03, 2013, 09:27:22 am
Is Bilbous offended? This I can't tell.
Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: bilbous on September 03, 2013, 10:43:22 am
not really, just don't need all the negativity, I've got too much of my own ;)
trash talk is just yapping, not something to take to heart.
Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: Volki on September 03, 2013, 10:47:35 am
What happened to the poetry?
Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: bloodedIrishman on September 03, 2013, 12:04:17 pm
It died because we ran out of letters. Why don't you write some, Volki. Inspire me.
Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: Volki on September 03, 2013, 02:46:09 pm
Ulbernauts,
Astronauts,
Kormi,
Pastrami,
Kada El
Kal-El
Laanx,
Franks,
Dwarf,
Worf,
Harnquist,
Sunkist,
Rivnak,
Midnight snack.

I tried.
Title: Re: The Planeshiftically Dead Poet's Society
Post by: bloodedIrishman on September 04, 2013, 12:29:53 am
Good work. I like it.