9gag only has four posters and other poems by Yours Truly

Lit poetry compilation thread.

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So what topics do you want to do? I suggested Islamic boys love poetry in previous threads but I was only shitposting.

big dick bob
sucked on my
big dick knob

Post it in the Google Doc then.

PLEASE NO NIGGER FORMATTING GUYS

The final book can't have it anyway because it will all be black and white to reduce costs.

The only topics worthy of poetry of course - death, struggle, love, God, and beauty.

I had fun with this!

Some of Veeky Forums's creativity surprised me.

Anything stand out so far?

I liked some of the imagery from Inshallah the Moonlight, Art School Master Thesis by Quentin Tarantino was bizarre in a good way, The Smith Chart was good meter for such a technical subject and in fourteen daughters about Sammar'n seems interesting.

I really liked the "Art School Thesis by Quentin Tarantino." I saved it onto a word doc because it was so good (before the footnote edit. I liked the cadence of the split up lines)
Also how all the poems start as Inshallah

Dangit. Who removed the poem about formatting? I don't know how to use Google docs history function.

I thought this was a joke. Ya'll are making serious poems.
I did, the author. I couldn't do anything clever with it desu senpai.

Nah it was okay. The ending was fine.

Not a Waste Of Time


As we reflect on lonely years
Of bringing teenage girls to tears,
We take a seat.
Collect and recompile our forces
For fresh attacks and new discourses,
On author’s feet.

Of poetry we must profess
We dont know much and so regress
To the romantics.
Or those who wrote in Jew or Greek
And dont translate and so we think
Must be fantastic.

Our numbers now we must admit
Are not as great as /k or /fit
But we know better.
Since all they have are guns and gains
We’ll trick them with our massive brains
Which really matter.

Old hats remember with some dread
Back when you couldn't read a thread
Without Marx.
These days /pol try’s lure the weak
To reading Culture of Critique
And other larks .

Since Our philosophers decree
That we should always disagree.
We’ve separated .
The Sci-Fi and philosophy nerds
Against the recent-purchase herds
we fight, elated.

Some say that reading doesn't matter
But we prevail since we know better
Then read for fun:
And laugh at all those poor freaks
Who read a word without the Greeks
As we have done.

Don't post it here. Add it to the doc.

Wonderful

It seems dead. Is anybody contributing?

I just wrote a Pom about a pee pee poo poo boy

cant. no idea how.

literally only one good poem, the Tarantino one

l'anomie was straight quality from the start all the way through

Glad people like the Tarantino one. I was a tad drunk when I wrote it last night.

If this ends up not going anywhere I'll probably publish it on my website, but for now I'll keep it exclusive to the doc.

I'll also definitely contribute more at some point today

What's this meter called?

I want criticism on a potential one:

Inshallah my lover's feet
Oh Beatrice my waifu, you inspire my love-drunk hand
I ever long for your embrace, lover, please grant to me your lap
deliver me from longing God, I cannot wait to clean my lover's feet

I found it interesting how Sufi saints meditating on their love's departure mirrors Dante's muse of Beatrice and current day Waifuism.

"reflect on lonely" is stressed like: X / X / X
"collect on recompile" is: X / X / X /
So the lines are: X / X / X / X /
which is iambic tetrameter.

Nice!

Where can i learn about meter? I know nothing about poetry.

>LOL

i am
so wonderful
so magical

there it is
the flame of my hair

the grace
this godly quality of me
you must be so envious

of not being me

you pathetic man scum
you skin dangling
foul smelling
football watching

critter

hope one day
goddesses like me
rule
this brown earth

and under our manolo
blanik boots
you worms squirming

i like the sun

-r k.

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a very notched up tetrameter.
wrote it over a train journey awhile back so im afraid it's not exactly crisp. full of slant-rhyme and no actual drive between the stanzas .

still, hope it's at least entertaining .

based on an Auden poem called Under Which Lyre

Any favourites so far?

Reads like something out of khazars dictionary

>its an user wants to be mentioned episode
I liked yours, my bro.

haha, lol, you got me.

So did you like it when the footnote was a stanza or before it was even added?

I feel like having the footnote as a stanza was better, and the caesura made it make more sense. It's up to Tarantino how he wants it though

I made it a footnote instead of deleting it all together. Just liked the first part a lot and thought the second part took the joke too far. But I'll mess around with it and/or add more later.

I thought you intentionally made it take a surreal tone. Nonetheless, the poem was very good

i like this project. 2 submissions already. you people are the coolest.

What do we name this garbage?

I named it: “9gag only has four posters” and other poems by Yours Truly as a temporary placeholder only.

Once its finished lets pick the name of a random poem and go with it.

Would keep the form also, but changing it to "Yours Trudy"

i kind of like that name

filth and money.

Filth and bling-bling by Omar Khash-Money

write more you cock holsters.

Bump

The Nigger is a masterpiece.

Some stuff amirite

what?

thanks user, i nearly deleted it cause i thought it was garbage

its dead. i think projects like these need to be more focused/have more limitations. Thats why the existentalist novel was such a big success.

STORY OF JOE AND GOD
Joe walked the steps so pearl, and the gates of God shined bright. He asked the angels for help in his eternal plight.
“Oh Michael” said Joe, fearfully.
“I have lived my life as a good Christian man. I would hope God would take a moment to answer my questions.”
And lo! Jehova himself sprang true.
“O’ my son, I shall answer three of your questions truthfully.”
Said God.
“God! Might I ask, why did you pute on this Earth?” Joe asked.
“So that you may have a beautiful daughter.” Answered God.

“Daughter? What daughter do I have?” Asked Joe, who was confused.
“You do not have a daughter, yet.” God answered.
Joe shed a tear, thinking his wife must be pregnant when he died.
“When will my daughter be born?” Asked Joe.
“When your son gets his surgery.” Answered God.
“What?” Asked Joe.
“NO MORE QUESTIONS!” Yelled God, furious.
“Forgive me, almighty!” Joe replied.
And so Joe left, seeking an answer to what God had said.
>tfw he looks down from heaven
>tfw his son is a 10/10 trap
>tfw his trap-son is getting ‘her’ asshole gaped by tyrone

its not dead. its done.

its long enough for a cool booklet of poems. some sort of riso guerrilla print at $0.50.

>some sort of riso guerrilla print at $0.50.
What the fuck are you talking about

I think it needs some heavy editing. There is alot of shitposting in there.

a cheap zine

yup

An insightful collection of haikus
You mom mom is gay
You mom mom is super gay
you mom mom is gay

You pop pop is gay
You pop pop is super gay
You pop pop is gay

You mee maw is gay
You mee maw is super gay
You mee maw is gay

You gran pop is gay
You gran pop is super gay
you gran pop is gay

You is you you gay
You is you you is super gay
You is you you gay

I haven't added anything yet, but the thing is beautiful and if somehow you got this in print I would buy it.

What part of it is “beautiful”? There are a few good pieces but most of it is garbage shitposting.

I thought the idea is beautiful. Clearly the poetry is garbage.

When Jesus had received the sour wine, He said, “It is finished.” And bowing His head, He yielded up His spirit.

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I don't even want to work on publishing this to Lulu. It is absolutely terrible and horrible. This shit is worse than Rupi Kaur.

Don't close it yet, we should try to edit it first. At least half of it we can delete and keep the """good""" stuff.

What do you consider “good”

Quality shit , the breaks give me a feel of horace . Dactly in the last line is cool

>document is closed
reeeee

what happened? are you editing it OP

Edit it yourself. I posted a link to the finished version here docs.google.com/document/d/e/2PACX-1vTtD6-Pqfg87wJ4NKwdjMxXGfXd1D9n0SNzX3Nun2KJ_8ePqY4ALAe_-kSlosuzaMovx-77TLOnTwA1/pub

I actually put some effort into making a legitimate poem, sad to see I was nearly alone in doing so.