Tuesday, January 20, 2004
Intoxicated
(written by Odie -- 3 Jan 04)
blurred was the vision
slurred were the words
loud was the music
proud was the sound
limp were the hands
wimp he will not become
when it comes to challenges
din was shared around
not able to rule his gait
hot fury will not wait
large mister wino
charged like a rhino
ok, ok, it's no Goethe, but i never claimed i was a poet. i don't follow the rules -- the iambic pentameters or whatever you call it, the stress (the strain), the verse, the imagery -- all those literary thingamajiggies i don't fully understand. in school i didn't like poetry interpreting. i mean, why do they need interpreting? i always get the interpretation in reverse. so, i do mine like i mean it. the drunk dude was acting like an animal!!!
(written by Odie -- 3 Jan 04)
blurred was the vision
slurred were the words
loud was the music
proud was the sound
limp were the hands
wimp he will not become
when it comes to challenges
din was shared around
not able to rule his gait
hot fury will not wait
large mister wino
charged like a rhino
ok, ok, it's no Goethe, but i never claimed i was a poet. i don't follow the rules -- the iambic pentameters or whatever you call it, the stress (the strain), the verse, the imagery -- all those literary thingamajiggies i don't fully understand. in school i didn't like poetry interpreting. i mean, why do they need interpreting? i always get the interpretation in reverse. so, i do mine like i mean it. the drunk dude was acting like an animal!!!
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