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I am pretty,
even when out of focus,
a talking prop
in a tight tube top.
Smile on command,
pout my lips now,
cock my head and hips,
mood swings on demand.
I’m young but everyday I’m learning,
how to use myself
to get my way.
even when out of focus,
a talking prop
in a tight tube top.
Smile on command,
pout my lips now,
cock my head and hips,
mood swings on demand.
I’m young but everyday I’m learning,
how to use myself
to get my way.
' I am pretty
even when out of focus'
says it all, a future of baby-jane style madness.
Could be an advert for or against. Depends on the child I suppose.
Some models are intelligent. Go figure.
'Its a material world and I am a material girl'
even when out of focus'
says it all, a future of baby-jane style madness.
Could be an advert for or against. Depends on the child I suppose.
Some models are intelligent. Go figure.
'Its a material world and I am a material girl'
I've taken part in photo shoots as a model with pretty girls and this poem paints the picture excellently. I found I had an overwhelming urge to add a verse including the world 'earning' but have resisted. 'a talking prop/in tight tube top' particularly appealed to me - there's a chart song in here somewhere I think. Don't go mad over my model revelation though - I'm a 49yr old bloke with a beer belly.
Yet half a beast is the great god Pan,
To laugh as he sits by the river,
Making a poet out of a man:
The true gods sigh for the cost and the pain,-
For the reed which grows nevermore again,
As a reed wih the reeds in the river.
(E B Browning)
To laugh as he sits by the river,
Making a poet out of a man:
The true gods sigh for the cost and the pain,-
For the reed which grows nevermore again,
As a reed wih the reeds in the river.
(E B Browning)
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Keith,
Is this the first time you've posted a "not I" "persona" type poem?
I like this approach and used to use it a lot when I was younger.
However, would the young lady in question talk about herself in this way? It seems to me that the poet is making her say things that she would/might not say herself. With these type of poems you have to strike a balance between what the person would naturally say and any satirical content that you want to include. This requires a subtle (dramatist's) skill. (See My Last Duchess by Robert Browning) Most people do not openly condemn themselves when they speak; rather they tend to justify what they do.
Just some thoughts. More like this.
Cam
Is this the first time you've posted a "not I" "persona" type poem?
I like this approach and used to use it a lot when I was younger.
However, would the young lady in question talk about herself in this way? It seems to me that the poet is making her say things that she would/might not say herself. With these type of poems you have to strike a balance between what the person would naturally say and any satirical content that you want to include. This requires a subtle (dramatist's) skill. (See My Last Duchess by Robert Browning) Most people do not openly condemn themselves when they speak; rather they tend to justify what they do.
Just some thoughts. More like this.
Cam
I agree with you Cameron in the context that people do try to justify their own existence, however falsely, publicly. Yet, and as Keith has admitted, the poet has licence to be the inner voice of others. Not trying to justify Keiths poem, but any model with an ounce of intelligence would have to agree with it. They are playing the game.
Min.
Min.
When Craig Brown (English humourist) was told that Watership Down was a novel about rabbits written by a civil servant, he said he'd rather read a novel about civil servants written by a rabbit.
This is a poem about what a young girl thinks, written by an older man. (Forgive me, Keith, you're not as much older as I am.)
What do we know?
Wouldn't it be more interesting the other way round?
This is a poem about what a young girl thinks, written by an older man. (Forgive me, Keith, you're not as much older as I am.)
What do we know?
Wouldn't it be more interesting the other way round?
TG, assuming you're not throwing a 'tantrum', I suppose my reply was a bit of a generalization. I was refering more to the bratty cat-walk models we read about here in uk tabloids.
I suppose poem could relate equally as well to spoiled kids.
Anyhow, its time you modelled another poem for the forum.
Min.
I suppose poem could relate equally as well to spoiled kids.
Anyhow, its time you modelled another poem for the forum.
Min.
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"a talking prop, in a tight tube top." loved those lines.
I have to agree with Cameron regarding the realism of the poem yet I
feel drawn to the fact poetic licence justifies this.
J
I have to agree with Cameron regarding the realism of the poem yet I
feel drawn to the fact poetic licence justifies this.
J
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G'day sword, a nice little piece, enjoyed it greatly. regards. Duncan.