ANOTHER SUPER-AWESOME INTRODUCTORY POST:
Unless you're up for hilarity (usually of the cringeworthy sort), embarrassment (on my part), or actual advice-giving, YOU DON'T HAVE TO READ THE SPOILERED BITS. All the good stuff is unspoilered, and yes, my definition of good stuff does change, so that eventually a lot of what's unspoilered now will be locked up too. This thread's essentially just an open archive for most of my pieces -- but, of course, by open I don't mean you can sell any of this shit (without my permission), or take credit for any of my work -- and if you want to treat this as a proper showcase, again, YOU DON'T HAVE TO READ THE SPOILERED BITS.
Unless you're up for hilarity (usually of the cringeworthy sort), embarrassment (on my part), or actual advice-giving, YOU DON'T HAVE TO READ THE SPOILERED BITS. All the good stuff is unspoilered, and yes, my definition of good stuff does change, so that eventually a lot of what's unspoilered now will be locked up too. This thread's essentially just an open archive for most of my pieces -- but, of course, by open I don't mean you can sell any of this shit (without my permission), or take credit for any of my work -- and if you want to treat this as a proper showcase, again, YOU DON'T HAVE TO READ THE SPOILERED BITS.
BRAND NEW SUPER-AWESOME INTRODUCTORY POST:
Since this was a thread that also asked for critiques, I've decided to change this to a critique request (well, not really decided, so much as just learned about how, hehe), because improving this stuff is more important to me than simply showing off (well, at this point, really, archiving) this stuff. If you're gonna post a crit, try to keep up: that is, focus on the latter stuff, and, of course, on the stuff un-spoilered, which I've generally left behind. I only have thick skin when it comes to aesthetic judgements of stuff I made myself (especially on the internet), and hey presto! so I shouldn't mind any negative comments, as long as they're reasoned (not even well-reasoned; if they're not well-reasoned, I can retort, or ignore) and, of course, impersonal (this is poetry, not polemics). And please try to keep your stuff as comprehensive as possible -- again, the goal is to improve, not merely to know whether I should give up or not (which I won't).
Since this was a thread that also asked for critiques, I've decided to change this to a critique request (well, not really decided, so much as just learned about how, hehe), because improving this stuff is more important to me than simply showing off (well, at this point, really, archiving) this stuff. If you're gonna post a crit, try to keep up: that is, focus on the latter stuff, and, of course, on the stuff un-spoilered, which I've generally left behind. I only have thick skin when it comes to aesthetic judgements of stuff I made myself (especially on the internet), and hey presto! so I shouldn't mind any negative comments, as long as they're reasoned (not even well-reasoned; if they're not well-reasoned, I can retort, or ignore) and, of course, impersonal (this is poetry, not polemics). And please try to keep your stuff as comprehensive as possible -- again, the goal is to improve, not merely to know whether I should give up or not (which I won't).
SUPER AWESOME INTRODUCTORY POST:
This is less of a Showcase and more of a General Dumping Ground for most of my poetry. Some of these are pretty good, though, so keep on reading, visitor! And I guarantee you that I'm improving, albeit slowly.
Like the spoiley-above says, everything in spoilers is officially archived! They're still useful, so I can't really delete them, but they're not really the bits being, you know, showcased. So if you're just here to look through goodies that are all already presentable, and were written at the point when I started to really learn the nature of poetry and such, just skip the spoilers and read all the exposed stuff (unless they're obviously notes to myself or whatever.
This is less of a Showcase and more of a General Dumping Ground for most of my poetry. Some of these are pretty good, though, so keep on reading, visitor! And I guarantee you that I'm improving, albeit slowly.
She is My Muse [Ancient stylings: a little play on iambic pentameter and Elizabethan style]
She is my muse, and also sweet submission:
I see her both in beauty and in fire.
I love her when I meet her like a dear,
But when away I love her like a doll!
I enter her, then ravage and enjoy.
But when with her, I delicately act.
When far away, I burn her at my stake!
But when beside her, cool her with my grace.
I want her, need her, love her in both ways:
The battle rages in me, lust and care.
And sometimes, blurred these lines when both times meet:
My stinger hard when softness it requires,
Or thoughts of sweetness sicken in desires
A mess: confusing, honor-breaking mires!
Oh, but in sooth, how do I really love?
Love I with body only or in God?
Dear destiny, when shall you clarify
My soul's true stance on verdant fields' romance?
Frustration wracks my cold, Janusian mind,
While guilt consumes my heart like brilliant night!
But soft! What spark is this that my mind thinks?
Two ways thought I to solve this riddle hot!
"To catch her, then in love's chains consummate;
Or win her, then in lust's law fuck and wait"
But fear pervades within my tender heart:
The confidence for artful love I've naught.
And youth constrains still the hot-blood within:
Chaste wisdom holds me back from heated doom.
I cannot go perform these fateful tasks,
I cannot yet discern my love's true course!
And so, what dreams do come are once again
Kept lost and meaningless in joy and pain.
I must just wait til' age or fear don't hold
Me far and fast from my muse (or submission)!
She is my muse, and also sweet submission:
I see her both in beauty and in fire.
I love her when I meet her like a dear,
But when away I love her like a doll!
I enter her, then ravage and enjoy.
But when with her, I delicately act.
When far away, I burn her at my stake!
But when beside her, cool her with my grace.
I want her, need her, love her in both ways:
The battle rages in me, lust and care.
And sometimes, blurred these lines when both times meet:
My stinger hard when softness it requires,
Or thoughts of sweetness sicken in desires
A mess: confusing, honor-breaking mires!
Oh, but in sooth, how do I really love?
Love I with body only or in God?
Dear destiny, when shall you clarify
My soul's true stance on verdant fields' romance?
Frustration wracks my cold, Janusian mind,
While guilt consumes my heart like brilliant night!
But soft! What spark is this that my mind thinks?
Two ways thought I to solve this riddle hot!
"To catch her, then in love's chains consummate;
Or win her, then in lust's law fuck and wait"
But fear pervades within my tender heart:
The confidence for artful love I've naught.
And youth constrains still the hot-blood within:
Chaste wisdom holds me back from heated doom.
I cannot go perform these fateful tasks,
I cannot yet discern my love's true course!
And so, what dreams do come are once again
Kept lost and meaningless in joy and pain.
I must just wait til' age or fear don't hold
Me far and fast from my muse (or submission)!
Like the spoiley-above says, everything in spoilers is officially archived! They're still useful, so I can't really delete them, but they're not really the bits being, you know, showcased. So if you're just here to look through goodies that are all already presentable, and were written at the point when I started to really learn the nature of poetry and such, just skip the spoilers and read all the exposed stuff (unless they're obviously notes to myself or whatever.
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