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Entropy
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Actually, he said "competitions", which is why I asked the question. I was also wondering what Req had had published - would be interesting to read it.
Requiel
PVC Love God
I write poetry and have had some of them published. Also if you pick up pretty much any Games Workshop product published between about 1996 and 2002 I'll have written all or most of the colour text and background waffle in it. Beyond that I had a few short stories published in now defunct SF and roleplay magazines back in the early 90s. Don't get the time to write much these days which is a shame, I may sit myself down and crack on with some of the stuff bubbling around in my brain one day soon.
Here's a couple of my poems if you're interested.
Ecstatica
Quickened, the revenant soul astride
A raging sea, a midnight tide
Wordless, soundless, speaking yet
Through frantic touch constraint defied.
Hard curves, soft lines as strangers met
Thieves of sins, from sins beget
A new and fierce moral play
And accepting this, no more regret
Down and marble juxtaposed
Through open lips and teeth still closed
A stolen gasp, a darkening blush
From tremors real and supposed
And still an urgent, violent rush
Consumed by hungry, sanguine flush
No sun yet petals open still
A fatal spasm, and then, a hush.
Iain's Great Toast Poem
I like toast
I like jam on toast
I like eggs on toast
I like ham on toast
I do not like frog on toast
It's not so much the toast that I do not like
As the frog.
Here's a couple of my poems if you're interested.
Ecstatica
Quickened, the revenant soul astride
A raging sea, a midnight tide
Wordless, soundless, speaking yet
Through frantic touch constraint defied.
Hard curves, soft lines as strangers met
Thieves of sins, from sins beget
A new and fierce moral play
And accepting this, no more regret
Down and marble juxtaposed
Through open lips and teeth still closed
A stolen gasp, a darkening blush
From tremors real and supposed
And still an urgent, violent rush
Consumed by hungry, sanguine flush
No sun yet petals open still
A fatal spasm, and then, a hush.
Iain's Great Toast Poem
I like toast
I like jam on toast
I like eggs on toast
I like ham on toast
I do not like frog on toast
It's not so much the toast that I do not like
As the frog.
Kamikazee Killmouse
=oook=
nice req
I used to run a fanzine ("Fat Knite") when i was in meh mid to late teens - basically it pretended to be an RPG humour magazine but was (probably) in actuality a vehicle for my scribblings and comics, and ego.
Also dabbled for a while doing more serious (though tinged with teh silly) graphic novel type schtuff.
Being teh sensitive artistic type I also am outed in occasionally turning my hand to poetic-twaddle - gasp in awe and wonder at the ninja-like moves of my rippling iambic muscles:
On Being Daft
Stupidity's as serious a subject as you'll find
For the Philosophy of Oddity's a great and noble kind
And it seems to me the way you see The World says more of you
Than the world that you are seeing, or the things that people do.
And if this is the case, and I'm not prematurely mad
Then some nonsense in the future would be reason to be glad.
Poo-em
Not too many poems penned about the need to shit
now I'm really pushing cotton
seems my sphincter's set to split
and if I don't
abandon
this short
but stupid
rhyme,
I'm afraid that for my trousers
that it's
Terror
Tortoise
Time!!!
I used to run a fanzine ("Fat Knite") when i was in meh mid to late teens - basically it pretended to be an RPG humour magazine but was (probably) in actuality a vehicle for my scribblings and comics, and ego.
Also dabbled for a while doing more serious (though tinged with teh silly) graphic novel type schtuff.
Being teh sensitive artistic type I also am outed in occasionally turning my hand to poetic-twaddle - gasp in awe and wonder at the ninja-like moves of my rippling iambic muscles:
On Being Daft
Stupidity's as serious a subject as you'll find
For the Philosophy of Oddity's a great and noble kind
And it seems to me the way you see The World says more of you
Than the world that you are seeing, or the things that people do.
And if this is the case, and I'm not prematurely mad
Then some nonsense in the future would be reason to be glad.
Poo-em
Not too many poems penned about the need to shit
now I'm really pushing cotton
seems my sphincter's set to split
and if I don't
abandon
this short
but stupid
rhyme,
I'm afraid that for my trousers
that it's
Terror
Tortoise
Time!!!
Entropy
Full Member
Ahh, nice to see some poetry again! Some decent turns of phrase in your first one Req, but it didn't really mean anything to me. What's it about?
I had two or three poems published as a kid, and I've just had a short story published (supposedly anyway, when the guy gets back to me) so that's what prompted the thread.
I had two or three poems published as a kid, and I've just had a short story published (supposedly anyway, when the guy gets back to me) so that's what prompted the thread.
Requiel
PVC Love God
's about shagging Ent....
Sharra
Chimpette
I spent some time playng around with rhyming structures a while ago - here's a villanelle I wrote - somehow seems appropriate for CUKers too
The Weakest Link
Wipe your eyes, no need to cry
you can�t expect to always win;
I am the weakest link � Goodbye.
Feminine thighs and fluttering eyes
really are not my thing.
Wipe your eyes, no need to cry
you did your best, you can but try;
I�m just not into women,
I am the weakest link � Goodbye.
�Its such a waste� I hear you sigh
you don�t understand my leanings.
Wipe your eyes, no need to cry,
I�ve reached the point, can no longer lie
about my night time imaginings;
I am the weakest link � Goodbye.
Secretly I�ve been yearning to buy
lacy lingerie and sequins;
wipe your eyes, no need to cry
I am the weakest link
Goodbye.
And here's one I wrote when we toppled Saddam...
Big Brother�s Pre-emptive Strike
Thousands applied
for the �Adventure of a Lifetime�
all dying
for the chance to win, to tear
themselves apart, to sate
the voyeurism of millions cosy at home
all dying to taste Reality TV.
Dressed to kill in the latest designer
combats, they parade for the cameras in ignorance
of the new rules of play;
in response to viewer demands
the game�s got gritty
and the bullets are real -
failing the task of the week could be fatal.
Thousands numbed, uncaring
that smartbombs, smoke and ashes
camouflage their five minutes of glory
now the bullets are real
and the fun�s long gone.
The Weakest Link
Wipe your eyes, no need to cry
you can�t expect to always win;
I am the weakest link � Goodbye.
Feminine thighs and fluttering eyes
really are not my thing.
Wipe your eyes, no need to cry
you did your best, you can but try;
I�m just not into women,
I am the weakest link � Goodbye.
�Its such a waste� I hear you sigh
you don�t understand my leanings.
Wipe your eyes, no need to cry,
I�ve reached the point, can no longer lie
about my night time imaginings;
I am the weakest link � Goodbye.
Secretly I�ve been yearning to buy
lacy lingerie and sequins;
wipe your eyes, no need to cry
I am the weakest link
Goodbye.
And here's one I wrote when we toppled Saddam...
Big Brother�s Pre-emptive Strike
Thousands applied
for the �Adventure of a Lifetime�
all dying
for the chance to win, to tear
themselves apart, to sate
the voyeurism of millions cosy at home
all dying to taste Reality TV.
Dressed to kill in the latest designer
combats, they parade for the cameras in ignorance
of the new rules of play;
in response to viewer demands
the game�s got gritty
and the bullets are real -
failing the task of the week could be fatal.
Thousands numbed, uncaring
that smartbombs, smoke and ashes
camouflage their five minutes of glory
now the bullets are real
and the fun�s long gone.
Brutus
Hairier than thou
Hmm, well I have written a lot of SF and and such, nothing poetic though, the nearest I get to that stuff is creating new ways of swearing at people!
Never had anything published (the I know of) but I might have a look around to see if I have any of it lying around here somewhere.....
Never had anything published (the I know of) but I might have a look around to see if I have any of it lying around here somewhere.....