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Iambic Pantameter

Contributed by Suz on Monday, 31st May 2004 @ 03:16:14 PM in AEST
Topic: StoryPoetry



She liked those neat little titles in bold
On top of perfect stanzas of rhyming text
The same words flowed in all of her work
Beautiful, suicide, dreams, failure, star.

Divided into blocks of four even lines each rich with emotion.
Sometimes for emphasis she would whip a sentence into italics,
and she always gave it perfect punctuation.
Iambic pantameter was something that was not optional,
so within her perfect rhyme
she laced a rhythm every time,

She loved her work, always about children and death.
Never about birth or gold or a hummingbird or rainclouds or her mother.
She never dropped words for "effect" because it made it her look "inarticulate", and she never indented anything, she tried to make perfect rectangles.

the____thought___would___dumb
___poet______this_____look____...

would it?



knew when her writing rocked, she'd tell everyone on her bl to comment
and theyd be like wow u r such an awesome writer and she would reply:
CoffeeAndPoetry: Thanks, I guess I just love writing a lot.

they never even bothered to wonder what she really meant when she told them that
He held her close and watched her cry,
That afternoon rang with good-bye.
and she never told them cuz
she didn't have anything in mind
she just wrote to be pretty, lol

and then this guy who she kinda thought was cute but not really cause she thought he wasnt cultured or w/e told her that her poetry wasnt good and she was like
CoffeeAndPoetry: I write what's in my heart.

and the guy was like no u dont u write wut u think is pretty , u write wuts in ur brain and then she got really mad and she wrote him a poem like this:

Sitting by my bed in a sweater late at night
Inside my heart where poems come from there is a fight
Which words to erase, which words to write?
Because I write from my heart they all sound right.

and he said ur stupid, heartbeats dont rhyme at first, not till u find how they really sound, then u can write music around them so it sounds pretty. write me a real poem and she said
CoffeeAndPoetry: I don't need to do anything to prove my poetry to you. If you don't like it, don't read it. All of my friends love it.

he just said cocky and signed off and she wrote another poem with the bold title in bold and the four line stanzas and everything all nice and lined up and the words were pretty and she didn't have to think about iambic pantameter, and some people bought her books, but they were the rich shallow people that lived in rich shallow towns, and the guy wrote lyrics for his band and everyone loved it and he was BEAUTIFUL, while she attempted SUICIDE, and he wrote about his DREAMS, and while she was a FAILURE who wrote from her brain, he was a heart-writing, heart-touching STAR.




Copyright © Suz ... [ 2004-05-31 15:16:14]
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Re: Iambic Pantameter (User Rating: 1 )
by Colleen on Monday, 31st May 2004 @ 03:23:03 PM AEST
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Wow, that was really awesome! It was truely amazing. I agree with you too, it definantly was an interesting story! It was well worth the longer read! Thanks!


Re: Iambic Pantameter (User Rating: 1 )
by ShadowDaughter on Monday, 31st May 2004 @ 03:44:39 PM AEST
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*applauds wildly*

Aiiiii, Zanna, 'tis awesomeful! Seriously, seriously amazing . . . wow, I gotta read this a few more times till I think I understand it a little better . . . heh. Anyhow, muchly good, you're awesome, and I love and miss ya to death.

--me :D


Re: Iambic Pantameter (User Rating: 1 )
by reilt on Monday, 31st May 2004 @ 04:01:08 PM AEST
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wow....i concur...amazing is the word...wow


Re: Iambic Pantameter (User Rating: 1 )
by DragonLuvSong on Tuesday, 1st June 2004 @ 12:51:36 PM AEST
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i think it was really great too, and the story was awesome.




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