I walk through the world of far long ago,
and over the stones I step just so.
With regard to clothing I couldn’t feel tenser,
since I bought all my gear at Marks & Spencer.
I 'll reverse the work of the stolid old saint
and revert to religion both ancient and quaint.
If the Old Boy resists he'll depart to heaven,
aided by shots from my AK-47.
This is desperate work but it must be done
to preserve singularity under the sun:
there can be no greater act of inanity,
than mass conversion to Christianity!
Time Travel
There are no glaring problems with the rhymes and meter, unless in the strictly academic sense of Knowledge Theory, which is not the sense in which the poem was written, nor that in which for the most part it will be read. The Reader will supply or deny word emphasis as s/he always does. I suppose you had to find something wrong and I have no quarrel with that. Glad you liked the idea, anyway.
Cheers, dedalus
Cheers, dedalus
I agree that for the most part the rhythm is fine - very jaunty - but there is that L1 S2 ... five beats, surely?dedalus wrote:There are no glaring problems with the rhymes and meter
And I wonder whether insanity would be better than inanity. In the poem, at least.
Cheers
David
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I don't mind the rhyme or the rhythm but these lines made me cringe
With regard to clothing I couldn’t feel tenser,
since I bought all my gear at Marks & Spencer.
With regard to clothing I couldn’t feel tenser,
since I bought all my gear at Marks & Spencer.
I'm out of faith and in my cups
I contemplate such bitter stuff.
I contemplate such bitter stuff.