Poetry Duel!

[Jay_Quessir]

This is a duel that can go on between anyone. IN turns. You can attack anyone currently having posted in the thread. This was started in the Willet and moved here by Jay. The combatants are C'milo and Jay so far after this little bout went down.

There was a young poet named silverfall_weyr
who's name didnt fit I fear
when we complained thus
He said with a fuss
ah to heck with it, go drink a beer.

There once was a poet named C'millo
Who Jay had to hit with a Pillow
C'millo got mad
But now is sad
Because Jay poured the beer on the Willow!

There was a young named Jay
who despite all he had to say
simply could not spell
c'milo with on L
Which is right, you know, if I may

There once was a poet named C'milo
who despite the flow
Still could not spell, you see
Cause she seplt one without an 'e'
Hardy har har. Take that like so...

There was a young poet named Jay
Who opinion apperently lay
that as far as could see
c'milo was a SHE?
ah what the heck, what the hey


Of course, C'milo wrote the ones that start with something about Me and I wrote the ones that started with something about him!

Ding ding ding! Duel!

[Jay_Quessir]

Well, as I'm up...

There once was an old fogie
Who always munched on a hogie
His name was C'milo
He hit me with a pillow
Because I though he was a she froggie

[Milo]

Well, as I'm up...

There once was an old fogie
Who always munched on a hogie
His name was C'milo
He hit me with a pillow
Because I though he was a she froggie
Although I cross-dress and I look it
Old jay had jolly well book it
for though i'm a fem
I dont really like men
i'll get him by hook or by crook it :good:

[Jay_Quessir]

Although I cross-dress and I look it
Old jay had jolly well book it
for though i'm a fem
I dont really like men
i'll get him by hook or by crook it :good:

Well, I can take the hint
Seeing the manner it was sent
So I suppose I could leave
Before a pain I will grieve
So keep all your anger pent!

There once was a poet
Who didn't even know it
He posted illegaly in the WLT
and This is where he must sit.
So ha to you, you silly poet!

[Milo]

YOu get a head start you young cad
it makes me terribly sad
and though I bereave
to my bed I must leave
what a wonderful time I have had


I'll be back tommorow. :ok:

[Jay_Quessir]

Good night to you, until tomorrow
I regret to say that I am now filled with sorrow
For my dueling oponent hath left
And if only I could make it to weft
I would be happy again, maybe in the morrow!

[Milo]

do not fear, I am not quite gone yet
I'll be around for a few minutes I bet
till on-on done
with the new WLT for fun
i'll stay around till a few posts I get.

[Bronze-Dragonrider]

My WLT start was accidental
I didn't mean to, so please be gentle
It was 2 in a row
and now I bestow
the priveledge upon somone who is not mental

:p

[Milo]

On-on doth call me insane
debunking this shall be a pain
i'm a afraid its quite true
I'm tid bit cukoo
and sanity, I do but feign

[AnnMarie]

C'milo and Jay got into a fray
That now they are forced to continue
They'll be going through time, fighting in rhyme
Oh Lord, Bronzie, what did you do?

Jay and C'milo each brought out a pillow
To cushion the hits of the brawl
But it spilled into here, and soon became clear
It'n now a challange to all

Now usually I am not very shy
When it comes to sparring with verse
But I think that today I'll steer clear of the fray
And later decide who's is worse!

[pern_queen_rider]

Oh dear it has happened again
the poetry duel
has begun once again.

Who started it first?
No one did.
Jay and C'millo
got in a fight over page starting poems
in the WLT.

So,
Jay and C'millo
started the fray-
and Bronzie joined in later

AnnMarie popped in,
to scathe and poke,

I came forth,
quiet yet bold.

I tell, yes I do,
Bronzie is wrong
and Jays sometimes stupid
C'milo was scathing
and
AnnMarie steered clear,

whilst I came near
to join in the fray
and make up a bray
about a poetry duel
today!

[Milo]

We poets, we do take a bruisin
from verses, that are so confusin
we battle in rhyme
try to keep the time
and hope this war we aint losin

we try many different styles of verse
some long and flowing, some quite terse
And while I think lymrics are best
AA BB I shall put to the test
And even possibly (we shall have to see)
I may even throw in a couple of C's

Now many opponents I see
On-on, PQR, Anne-marie
do not forget Jay
who if I may say
started this glorious melee

[pern_queen_rider]

Really?
Do we take a bruisin?
I thought we were better,
smarter too,
accordin to C'milo
we arent that smart too.

I say we are,
cool and sweet,
C'millo is wrong,
a poet in the dark.

[Milo]

intelligent, we may or not be
but smartness does not set us free
from scrapes by scores
and old cankor sores
or at least a bruised ego or three.

on my name, i'm afraid your quite wrong
I cant let this go on too long
m'name has one L not too
rhymes with "oh" not with "moo"
on spelling, you're not to strong ;)

[Bronze-Dragonrider]

Oh dear it has happened again
the poetry duel
has begun once again.

Who started it first?
No one did.
Jay and C'millo
got in a fight over page starting poems
in the WLT.

So,
Jay and C'millo
started the fray-
and Bronzie joined in later

AnnMarie popped in,
to scathe and poke,

I came forth,
quiet yet bold.

I tell, yes I do,
Bronzie is wrong
and Jays sometimes stupid
C'milo was scathing
and
AnnMarie steered clear,

whilst I came near
to join in the fray
and make up a bray
about a poetry duel
today!
I don't know what I did wrong
All I did was write a poem, not long
Limmericks are fun
and this one's nearly done
and I recite it in sing-song :note: :D

[pern_queen_rider]

AABBC
does not make a poem be
limericks may be fun
but they arent for everyone
writers know better
than to use them
for they are
short and thus confusin
however
does Bronzie care?
I think not, for all his air!

[Milo]

a couple of a's b's and a c
are a perfect form of poetry
as I prove it here
please dont interfere
lymrics too, are quite peachy :razz:

[pern_queen_rider]

Short poems suck
long poems borin,
medimish ones cool
yet sweet and a fool.

Poems are awsome
as long as you like em,
me and C'milo
are the ones fighting.

[Milo]

Tell that to O. Nash
I think it quite Rash
his poems are short hey
but that is their forte
your comment deserves a backlash.




THat being said, some poems quite long
Can be somewhat exciting and rather quite strong
as long as they rhyme
and keep somewhat to time
its a poem, a lymric, or song

fighting, such a crude name
argument aint good, and is quite tame
I think jay had it right
in naming this fight
a duel, which is not quite the same

[NeouofPern]

Pernqueenrider's
poems are ordinary
and uncreative

A haiku :evil:

[pern_queen_rider]

No they aren't I think
they are quite cool and seem to
be the best of all.

[Bronze-Dragonrider]

Modesty has its merit
instead of trying to advertise poetry
it's best just to share it.
Fighting and competion
takes away its meaning and grace
this bears repetition.
A duel however is enjoyable
it shouldn't try to raise one's ego
or try to make others seem foible.
It is just for fun
and sharpens talent
but now I must run...

[AnnMarie]

And in the shadows dark and deep
Momma Wolf her own counsel to keep
Considers the training she's had in the past
And wonders how long illusions can last.


The wonder of verse, of written word
Is held in the cadence when it is heard.
Free verse can sing, but it isn't free
When rules aren't followed, it's not poetry.

Now sing out, you duelists! You weavers of rhyme!
But, for the love of rosemary and thyme
Keep to the rules, 'tis all in fun
Then at the end, everyone's won.

[Bronze-Dragonrider]

And in the shadows dark and deep
Momma Wolf her own counsel to keep
Considers the training she's had in the past
And wonders how long illusions can last.


The wonder of verse, of written word
Is held in the cadence when it is heard.
Free verse can sing, but it isn't free
When rules aren't followed, it's not poetry.

Now sing out, you duelists! You weavers of rhyme!
But, for the love of rosemary and thyme
Keep to the rules, 'tis all in fun
Then at the end, everyone's won.
:applause: :bow:

[Milo]

Your right anne-marie about keeping it nice
but what are these rules, and what is the price?
must we be kind, complacent and cool
and be bored to tears and sleep and to drool?

Find we shall/must try
not make anyone cry
As for the duel... on the computer
*C'milo whips out six shooter*

DRAW A LINE IN THE SAND
the judge he doth cry
spectators away stand
and you shall see why
for when duelists go at it
with vigor and verm
you'd best stand back'a'bit
and not come to harm!

[pern_queen_rider]

Aren't we all right?
There needs to be a line,
a judge,
few rules,
fo this is a duel
Duels run in rules
and not in hurt,
so get a judge
that will be fair and square.
Can't find one?
That's okay,
I think we'll do okay.

[AnnMarie]

The rules of which I do speak
Designed to divide strong from weak
Not the POETS, for 'tis a game:
Certain lines here are a shame.

This fine battle of wits I see
Is to be done with POETRY
To say your bit within a rhyme
And keep it to a metered time.

String words together, and it is PROSE
Not poetry, as everyone knows
Free Verse needs stong timing to make it sing
If it hasn't got that, it hasn't a thing.

Now, back to the shadows I'll go for awhile
And wait for the next round with a slight smile
For Jay and C'milo and Bronzie to speak.
I could read them for the rest of the week!

[Jay_Quessir]

With a scream and a yelp,
I have come back to help
Defeat these many foes
And mend all these woes.
But do not fear
For while I'm here,
I will try my darndest
TO work the hardest
To make this duel last
TO the end and past.
So I will brandish my sword
And fight for my award:
To be the victory of all
After I stand to watch them fall
To my mighty words of rhyme!
I'll be back to see the result at a later time!

[Jay_Quessir]

As much as i would hate to double post
I've got to make this announcement, the most.
A new rule I propose to you all
Is that on page 5 this thread will fall.
We continue to another poetry duel,
And in the break we can again refuel.
PD: we shall post at the start of each
Then a title to follow, make it a peach.
This first thread can end when it reachs page 2
or we can end it at 5, like the other ones will do.
Your choice,
Raise thy Voice!
Tell me now,
Or you may have a cow!
Vote in rhyme
Do it on time
For this will ultimately determine your fate
SO do it before the next date.

[Milo]

Amidst the turmoil, trouble and ruin,
where lost lines, simile and rhymes strewen
the poets riseth from the fray
we live to duel another day!
Toss down your Gauntlet oh valient bard
for the fighting is fierce, the battle is hard
we strive as vikings in days of yore
we battle a battle of metaphore
we silver tongued students of shakespeare and frost
battle here'in no matter the cost
we adhere to the rules, set out by AM
trust us, its pleasure, to follow them
while we wrestle and wrangle in the swamps of our verse
we hope and we pray our lines wont grow worse
we'll bite, and we'll bare, and we'll swear and we'll curse
and none of us admit to giving up first.


:D

[Jay_Quessir]

Now I issue the starters
If Said PD do we install:
If you are the last of the thread's parters
And happen to post on page 5 last of all
Then post these three things, in verse of course:
First is the official theme song for the Poetry Duel
Next comes the valliant flag of my source!
And finally, we post the same as what AM did Rule.

So there you have it,
A proposition's been made!
Vote, for it has been writ,
Or I will come for you on a poetry raid!

[AnnMarie]

My purpose here
Is crystal clear
Momma Wolf shall referee
In this duel of poetry

So, poets, to your pens!
On page Five this topic ends:
"The pen is mightier than the sword!"
Prove it with the written word!

[Jay_Quessir]

Why! Why! Por Que? Why!
Why must it come to a halt?
THe poetry duel that just began
Is currently caught!
And just when we were attracting fans!
If it does not continue, I will surely die!

So post, post!
Post a poem
A lymric
A Rhyme!
Do it in time!
it's your Gemmic (sp?)
I'll even toss in a coin
For the person who posts the most!

[Milo]

Its fuzzy inside my head
yes that is what I said
isn't it great
its getting late
goodnight, i'm going to bed.

[Zei]

Over the hill came a girl named Zei,
And all of the fighting, to her dismay,
Didn't involve the blue eyed lass,
So she raised her Zei-ness mast.

She cried, "Don't write one more rhyme,
Because I'll beat you - I'm in my prime!"
Although the Zei-ness lacked self-pride,
She didn't let this show on the outside.

Down the hill she came with the mast,
And with it, she hit the whole cast,
"You better not mess with the Zei-ness,
Because me, I have PMS!"

With an evil cackle the lass thwapped,
And soon enough, they were trapped,
"You won't get out of my reach,
Cause today I have a lesson to teach!"

:evil:

[AnnMarie]

Momma Wolf has ducked aside
This wild lass's crazy ride
And wonders from where she came
And has she read about the game?

This battle of wits is all in fun
And when over, we've all won.
Zei, my dear, for goodness sake!
Ditch the mast, before we break!

[Purpura]

Purpura ducked in
with a grin
Everyone does win?
I'm not thin

Try three words
Sharpen thy swords
More difficult yesses?
I wear dresses

[AnnMarie]

Three words Purp?
What a slurp!~
I think yes
AT this address
This is done
And still fun!

[Ghyle]

Beware, yon varlets
and poetic starlets,
'tis Ghyle who has come!

Poetasters, be struck dumb!
I challenge all herein,
shalt ye against me win
a battle of wits or lines?

Quaff thou sour wines,
and dismay if thou may,
for real verse cometh thy way!

[Mayhem]

Been quiet a while has this thread,
One would assume it is dead!
But aha! Never fear!
For Platinum is here,
To start it again, post ahead!


:D

[pern_queen_rider]

Platinum one,
she ain't that much fun,
her poems are short
and not too long.
It's seems to me
that she's the only one to be
the one who won't fight
but will prod and bite.

[Mayhem]

Perny dear!
So glad you are here,
But let's get one thing straight...

The Platinum one,
Is PLENTY of fun
But has a tendancy to bait. ;)

It is late where she is,
And she aint feelin too fizz
But will always attempt to join it.

So hooray and hurrah!
And be glad where you are!
And get this duel running again.


:D

[pern_queen_rider]

If she's so much fun,
why is she ful lof fuzz?
I tohught fuzz
wasn't meant to bait,
dear platinum one,
your confusing yourself,
your mixing your words up
and your true self up.

[Weyrwoman Kalina]

Pernie speaks words that arent' quite clear
And I sit in my chair and think "Oh dear!"
I read and I ponder and stare for a while
Yet for all her trying I'm still quite beguiled

She feels Plat's not fun
But for this I scoff
For Plat is a rebel, a devil and a... well, that's enough

And for those who duel me with written verse
Upon you all I shall place a curse
Beware of that which can be used against thee
So go now, begone, and flee!

[pern_queen_rider]

For sakes WeWoKa,
don't you see?
I'm trying too post
to be better than thee
If you don't underand me
then it's not my fault,
where's the sense of languge,
to flot and trot?

[Mayhem]

The word in your head should be fizz
And Plat isn't up to the bizz.
The clock has just struck one,
and Poor Plat is all tired and done,
Now lets quickly find out WHO she is....

Plat and confused, the words just don't click..
And here is what Plat says makes her tick...
Mayhem and madness, and a hint of a bite.
But never with malice, rarely with spite
And hardly with meanness at heart ;)

Tonight I shall stop, as I am in the pink
and lets face it, get clear before my poems REALLY stink!
So I bid this adieau for the rest of the night
and will return in the morning, at first light
Fresh and ready to play once again!

:D

[pern_queen_rider]

Plat fresh,
plat ready,
it ain't happing again,
the poor girl will forget
about this,
her true love,
once again.

[Weyrwoman Kalina]

What is this language that you speak
Are you from a distant land?
Oh PQR, I don't know where you are,
But from here I don't understand.

We all seek to conquer with our words
But to do so seems so absurd!
Are we not all friends here
Where we laugh and cheer
To lend precious comfort
To soothe terrible fears?

Yet we tease
and taunt
and throw words around
As though the language we speak has thrown away all bounds

So laugh
And taunt
And tease away
But our dear Plat will indeed come back to play
Then Zei and Milo will jump into the fray!

Silverfall Weyr has disappeared once again
And our dearest Ghyle always seeks to win
AnnMarie, where have you gone?
And then there's Purp who couldn't carry on
Come back to us
We'll be nice I dare say
And with these words, I challenge all who come to play!

[Milo]

Look ye, look ye my loyal minions
it seems some posters have taken our turf!
So start posting poems, with venemous rhymes!
We'll win back this contest... Viva la SMURF!

[Mayhem]

Plat has indeed returned to play,
though a little later than the break of day.
The clock is stretching round to twelve
and for dinner she now needs to delve,
but will wait till she posts her poem.

Plat understands the PQR
Her speech is easy enough so far
But we shall see if it continues to be
when she realises that she has wound up me
Plat the bitch is on the loose ;)

Attack I can, and attack I will (if it is warrented)
And with my bad rhyme, I will drive you demented!
So alas and alack, The Platster is back
Ready and willing to fight (after a snack)
She most enjoys a war of Words ;)

Thank you Kalina, for your words so polite
Now Plat is here and ready to bite
She is going to find food now
and therefore will take a bow
And retire from the stage till she's done

:D

[Brenda]

Nice rhyme that time!

[pern_queen_rider]

Brenda dosen't say much,
her words don't really rhyme,
so why do I bother?
I turn my eyes to thine,
Plat, fine.

[Weyrwoman Kalina]

PQR knows what she speaks of not
The words rhymed well
But she cannot tell

[pern_queen_rider]

It looks like Kalina,
left out her ending,
for that poem was woefully short
and not very evil,
not what I expected,
but how can I tell?
For Kalinalalina is not
a proper poetess.

[Weyrwoman Kalina]

Not all poems are novel length
For that alone does not show strength
Meaning and purpose
And not necessarily rhyme
Will be a poem that withstands time
If PQR wants evilness to be
In the poems that come from me
Then receive she will
But do beware
If I go down this path
I will no longer care
You want it now
Then here it comes
The storm approaches
Perhaps you should run
I fight with tooth
And I fight with nail
My evil words a storm of hail
You will regret you asked of me
To make my poems evil be

[pern_queen_rider]

I never evil be
the poems ye,
I siad, where is the evil
that normally spawns?
The one that trips, and fights,
and calls?
I hear it calling, don't you?
The evil it's out there,
waiting to catch an unwary poetess,
like WeWoKa.

[Weyrwoman Kalina]

PQR talks of proper poetry
Yet when will we see it from thee
She contradicts
And thinks she's slick
Yet to my path I will but stick

You ask for a more evil line
Yet I give it and you don't want to take it
Fine
I'll sit and watch
And see what comes
To wait upon a more evil one

[Mayhem]

In I walk,
And see the talk.
Remember this,
Evil is as evil does
And as that goes
I win out.

Older is an advantage
And I am overage
Experience, I had
Specially from my Dad
And evil I am good at
Being bitchy and cat-
-ty is my forte

This is written in mixed verse
So not to make it worse
For my rhyming ability.

PQG, your prose is short,
But still good
WeWoKa, you are as
Long winded as me

As for C'milo,
He shows potential
And is certainly mental
As his obsession with smurfs shows
This is indeed fun!
^_^

[Bronze-Dragonrider]

Nanny nanny boo boo
PQR in a tutu


I admit, that was just for silly spite :evil:

[Weyrwoman Kalina]

Long winded, sometimes, I certainly am
Though short prose sometimes does the trick
And though my poetry has been quite tame
I have an evil, inner b****

She does not like to come out often
For it is not a pretty sight
But if forced to battle she will appear
And put up one hell of a fight

But with Plat I agree she may have us all
For experience can knock down our little walls
I shall not tempt that side of her
Cause deep down I know better
I may be crazy at times
But here I'm not THAT much of a go getter!!!

[Milo]

rinkadadinkadadinky
bronzie in a dress that's slinky.

[pern_queen_rider]

Oh dear god,
it's all wrong,
rinkadadinkadadinky
bronzie in a dress that's slinky?
when did that happen?
I do not know.
Nanny nanny boo boo
PQR in a tutu
I say thank you,
for I look quite adorable in it too, oo?
PQG, your prose is short,
But still good?!
When was I PQG?
Far as I could tell,
I was PQR.

[Purpura]

So You want a poem battle?
To me thou shall not tattle
I once wrote a poem long
two pages not set to a song

It was the poem over which I tarried
the day that I was to get married
I wrote four lines each verse
shaking hands made it a little worse

Each verse telling of love
how push comes to shove
I was shaking in my boots
make that shoes dear toots

I wrote starting at around seven
feeling like it would be heaven
just to let out this feeling inside
after all I was a blushing bride

The poem ended at twelve o'clock
cause I was to leave not talk
heading for the church,
my heart and tummy slight in a lurch

Baby beneath possibly hearing
what I vowed as my heart did sing
After we wed we had italian
a meal so fine I am not a lyin'

[Weyrwoman Kalina]

Your poem sounds quite nice
At least you didn't have to write it twice!

And now here I sit
Trying to rhyme
But not wondering how it fits
It's just fun
And I wish I had some sun
Because it's raining
And.. yeah... I can't think of another word to rhyme

:rofl2:

[pern_queen_rider]

Tattle or battle
I'm not too sure,
this thread has gotten out of hand,
yet by the end,
I tihnk I know-

the truth be told
and all foreknown,
we will all be friends again.

[Weyrwoman Kalina]

Battle or not
The poems are on fire... they're hot!
We banter and tease
Jibe and poke fun
But in the end the result is one thing...
Just one
This is all just fun!! :D

[Milo]

The truth about what?
meanie butt.
Lame I know
but so it do go.

[Ceri]

A poem that rhymes,
definitely is not mine,
C'milo's poem,
is worst than mine?

Not true...but...

[Weyrwoman Kalina]

...but yet it is
Milo's poem plopped, then so fizzed
He shouldn't be in the biz
And that's what it's all about
Innit?

[pern_queen_rider]

Innit isn't a word,
as far as my vocab goes!

[pern_queen_rider]

*Short and sweet, that's the way my poem goes!*

[Weyrwoman Kalina]

A word is a word in the eye of the beholder
So I care not what you see
For 'Innit' is certainly a word to many others
And not just a word to me

[pern_queen_rider]

Maybe to you,
maybe to me,
I cannot see.
May you explain,
how this word came?

[Weyrwoman Kalina]

It is not mine
So I cannot tell
You'll need to ask those
That know the early days of the willet well.

[Purpura]

The blame for Innit poems
onto Kitster pin it, Holmes
I think she's the one
who first did it son

[Milo]

If innit int in your vocabulary
your vocabulary is kinda scarey
a vocab without innit
we'll bear and grinnit
but update your words, do not tarry.

[pern_queen_rider]

I don't want to,
do you see,
innit isn't a word for me!
Bear you with my languge due,
say nothing,
and I will say nothing
too!