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If I can _only_ compose poetry when I'm Manic, surely there is a poet within me somewhere, struggling to come out.

I've found that it helps to just pull the first line out of my ass, with the rhyme and meter either determined by the next line or the line after my ass.

This evening I really _did_ compose a poem whose first line was "In the deep of the knight". Do yer worst; I'll post my own poem tomorrow evening. And-a One! And-A Two! And-A...

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  • (Score: 0) by Anonymous Coward on Wednesday November 28 2018, @04:39PM

    by Anonymous Coward on Wednesday November 28 2018, @04:39PM (#767346)

    In the deep of the knight
    Sir Lance Not a Lot did stir
    Never quite finishing off
    The trochee blank verse concurs
    For a meter up Crawfords' ass

  • (Score: 2) by DeathMonkey on Wednesday November 28 2018, @06:18PM (1 child)

    by DeathMonkey (1380) on Wednesday November 28 2018, @06:18PM (#767394) Journal

    I just sat here staring at this for like five minutes trying to think of something.

    Nope.

    I tried though!

    • (Score: 0) by Anonymous Coward on Thursday November 29 2018, @08:59AM

      by Anonymous Coward on Thursday November 29 2018, @08:59AM (#767682)

      In the deep of the knight
      Into my line of sight
      A poetic primate released
      Alas that Monkey hath deceased

  • (Score: 0) by Anonymous Coward on Wednesday November 28 2018, @10:45PM

    by Anonymous Coward on Wednesday November 28 2018, @10:45PM (#767548)

    In the deep of the knight
    my sword plowed through
    a bloddy silver lightning
    crashing in that thunderous night

    damm it's hard and dammit I suck at it

  • (Score: 2) by mrpg on Thursday November 29 2018, @02:27AM

    by mrpg (5708) Subscriber Badge <{mrpg} {at} {soylentnews.org}> on Thursday November 29 2018, @02:27AM (#767618) Homepage

    In the deep of the knight
    beside some scimitar
    there was a glowing light
    calling the guitar
    let's hear a melody
    you are up to par
    it's not a felony
    to throw peasants in tar.

  • (Score: 0) by Anonymous Coward on Saturday December 01 2018, @12:58AM

    by Anonymous Coward on Saturday December 01 2018, @12:58AM (#768529)

    In the deep of the night, I ponder what was
    Such as when I held tight the illusion of love
    Or when I believed there was purpose above
    But my dreams never live in the light of the sun
    Forwards or backwards, it all seems the same
    Turn my cheek to the lies, my back on the shame
    Platitudes about attitudes are a lonely refrain
    In the deep of the night

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