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Ahhhhh!; Help?
Topic Started: Jan 17 2007, 12:18 PM (403 Views)
Rose 'n' Rosy
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Well today at school, Mt teacher said "Now, We will be learning about love poems. I am sure you have done Romeo and Juilet in year/grade 6. No? Well I have photocopyed some love poems for you too read.

Any advice? I am only 13 and I dont know hardly anything about love!
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Linkman
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Not many people do at 13, just listen to your teacher and ask questions if you are unsure?
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Rose 'n' Rosy
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Thx I will.
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Rose 'n' Rosy
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*coughs loudly too get everyones attention*

Well here goes:

Roses are red
Violets are blue (purple really)
Your feet stink
and his do too!

Wola! Lol only joking!

When I look at sky,
I Smile sadly and sigh.
Then I write your name in a cloud,
But the wind takes it away in a howl.
I write it in the mud,
But the rain makes a flood.
So the only place for me too write it,
Is in my heart where It will always stay lit.

^ what ya think?
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.Geeko
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I’ve written a lot of poems. Do you wish me to help?
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Calabur
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Advice: Slap your teacher.

Real advice: Kick her, then slap her.

Seriously, I personally wouldn't care, it's her job to teach you, and if she expects you to know it all already, then use the above advice.
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Leda
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It's been said you should write about what you know...

How about a poem regarding the fact that you don't know what love is?

Could be an interesting take on the assignment. ;)
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Patrick
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Write a poem on the fact that your trying to search for love? 'the journey of love' your seeking that 'one' to fullfill love in your heart.

Would be very good to read something like that in my opinion.
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Rose 'n' Rosy
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Thx everyone you "Really!" Have helped and I am not being sarcastic!
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Calabur
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BTW, don't make it rhyme.

Rhyming poetry usually signals than it's jolly, and upbeat, if it's about love it won't fit that mood.
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Please whatever you do - do not do a blazon. :(
Blazon =
Your eyes are the twinkling stars in the dark night sky
Your lips, a red rouge of roses amongst your pale face of lillies, etc.

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Rhyming poetry usually signals than it's jolly, and upbeat, if it's about love it won't fit that mood.

lol no. Ever read a Great War poem?
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Dulce Et Decorum Est
Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,
Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,
Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs
And towards our distant rest began to trudge.
Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots
But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind;
Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots
Of tired, outstripped Five-Nines that dropped behind.

Gas! Gas! Quick, boys!-An ecstasy of fumbling,
Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time;
But someone still was yelling out and stumbling
And flound'ring like a man in fire or lime...
Dim, through the misty panes and thick green light,
As under a green sea, I saw him drowning.

In all my dreams, before my helpless sight,
He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning.

If in some smothering dreams you too could pace
Behind the wagon that we flung him in,
And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,
His hanging face, like a devil's sick of sin;
If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood
Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs,
Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud
Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues,-
My friend, you would not tell with such high zest
To children ardent for some desperate glory,
The old Lie: Dulce et decorum est
Pro patria mori.

^ That seems to rhyme. :P
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Amberon
Jan 17 2007, 10:42 PM
Please whatever you do - do not do a blazon. :(
Blazon =
Your eyes are the twinkling stars in the dark night sky
Your lips, a red rouge of roses amongst your pale face of lillies, etc.

Quote:
 
Rhyming poetry usually signals than it's jolly, and upbeat, if it's about love it won't fit that mood.

lol no. Ever read a Great War poem?
Quote:
 
Dulce Et Decorum Est
Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,
Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,
Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs
And towards our distant rest began to trudge.
Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots
But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind;
Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots
Of tired, outstripped Five-Nines that dropped behind.

Gas! Gas! Quick, boys!-An ecstasy of fumbling,
Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time;
But someone still was yelling out and stumbling
And flound'ring like a man in fire or lime...
Dim, through the misty panes and thick green light,
As under a green sea, I saw him drowning.

In all my dreams, before my helpless sight,
He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning.

If in some smothering dreams you too could pace
Behind the wagon that we flung him in,
And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,
His hanging face, like a devil's sick of sin;
If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood
Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs,
Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud
Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues,-
My friend, you would not tell with such high zest
To children ardent for some desperate glory,
The old Lie: Dulce et decorum est
Pro patria mori.

^ That seems to rhyme. :P

I should just not post here.

I clearly know nothing about poetry, because I don't even know how that rhymes. :P
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Dynamik. (PM)
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One word: Google. :)
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Dynamik.
Jan 17 2007, 11:04 PM
One word: Google. :)

http://www.google.co.uk/search?q=love+poem...lient=firefox-a

Results 1 - 10 of about 5,020,000 for love poems

Really useful.
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Rose 'n' Rosy
Jan 17 2007, 05:20 PM
*coughs loudly too get everyones attention*

Well here goes:

Roses are red
Violets are blue (purple really)
Your feet stink
and his do too!

Wola! Lol only joking!

When I look at sky,
I Smile sadly and sigh.
Then I write your name in a cloud,
But the wind takes it away in a howl.
I write it in the mud,
But the rain makes a flood.
So the only place for me too write it,
Is in my heart where It will always stay lit.

^ what ya think?

Please don't double post. I'll move this to Brain Juice since you are now trying to gain constructive criticism for your literature. :)
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