Category Archives: Poetic flux

Tell me your side of it.

The Saga of the Wars of the Races of Elves and Dwarves Before my Wife Brought Me the Six-pack

In elvish days of dwarven lore,
Where Érandūliendor flowed,
In times before the ancient war,

A Lit. professor once geeked out.

The Lord of Darkness in his lair
Sent forth from his grotesque abode
His wingéd minions of the air;

And sorcery, both bright and black
As chanted low, in ancient rhyme,
Made all the eldritch runestones crack.

Where’s my damn phone? Honey, you seen my phone? 

And so the curse of Gôrgoron
Conjured before the dawn of time
Was loosed by Åthylmírmindon!

Whose epic stand against the foes
At Beremöthelenduíl
Wrought fabled fire from winter snows !

T’was thus the hill upon the ridge
Of Flõrÿmandðlemboríl
Caused me to go and check my fridge—

Hey honey, if you’re going shopping could you pick me up a six-pack? 
Now where’s my elvish glossary? Thought it was on the armrest.
Damn this freaking deadline…

 


PROMPT #12: Try writing a poem that makes reference to myths, legends, or other well-known stories, that features wordplay (including rhyme), mixes formal and informal language, and contains multiple sections that play with a theme.

 

RE: write a poem inspired by Wallace Stevens’ Peter Quince at the Clavier.

Wallace S. can kiss my ass.
That overrated Hartford hack
Belonged to a sad milquetoast class
Who talk a load of boring smack.

 

 

 

Wisdom calls for Prudence

 I wisdom dwell with prudence,
and find out knowledge of witty inventions.
Proverbs 8:12 [KJV]

Dear Prudence—won’t you come out to play ?
You know this world is killing you . . .
Wild horses couldn’t drag me away.

I’m going to love you each and everyday;
Eight days a week I love you;
Dear Prudence—won’t you come out to play ?

Well love is love, and not fade away.
Need your love babe, guess you know it’s true;
Wild horses couldn’t drag me away.

Everybody’s got the dues in life to pay:
A combination of judgments made by you.
Dear Prudence—won’t you come out to play ?

And my friends have lost their way . . .
Nothing to do—it’s up to you;
Wild horses couldn’t drag me away.

Dear Prudence, greet the brand new day:
(A deep dejection all the way through…)
Dear Prudence—won’t you come out to play ?
Wild horses couldn’t drag me away.


PROMPT #11

write a Villanelle that incorporates song lyrics –
ideally, incorporating them as opposing phrases or refrains.

Re-influencing Lapsed Followers Through Curated Content Enhancement Strategies

 

Cue up that curated content and watch a contented new generation of users up-rate your User-Generated Content ! The hollow fate of hate followers can be coopted for full enhancement of YOUR brand. Engage viewers instead of just viewing their engagement. Web-based virtual wedding presents can solidify a long-lasting union with potential paying followers. After all, it’s your online presence that brings them contentment by opening curated presents in real time. Virtual reality can become a real virtue IF the content is curated correctly. It comes down to screening content before you upload it, in case your followers are under a cloud, de-influenced and discontented at the lack of current content. Effective curation can enhace deep learning if content producers are willing to forego the machinations of deepfakes and instead go for machine learning metrics. Measure the level of interaction instead of merely leveling the action of enhanced interface through AI. Why wait for influences to trend if you can promote trendy influencers to collaborate with your unique content curation? Strategies for personal branding can be aligned with these curated influencer trends and will bring re-influenced followers right back to you and your content. So before you attempt to rate the actual engagement with your brand, remember: the reach of your content only extends as far as your real-time engagement rate. Don’t believe the hype… benchmark baselines can story-bump old clickbait right past the de-influencer defense and into the goal — IF the curation is there.

 

 

Tagged

Once I saw graffiti as vibrant/playful/authentic/raw/revolutionary/proletarian;

Trendy art theory’s rebellious flag.

An aspiring urban retro-funk barbarian,

(back before Hip-hop turned thug and embraced criminality)

I had my tag!

But I came to see, in time,

Ego-driven urban artistic undertakings as, simply… crime.

Defacing public and/or private property,

Whether wall, bridge, truck or train,

with cheesy ghetto graphic style coopted from aerosol-addled youth

(The spraypaint’s often shoplifted, sad truth— )

Is an ugly visual refrain.

Mark these words; tag this allegory:

Dogs also spray to mark out their territory…

Demonic smurfs, cartoon calligraphy, at best plebeian esthetic pleasures,

Cry out for Singaporean measures

Where the caning

beats explaining.

“Word up“

 


PROMPT #9

try writing a poem of your own that uses rhyme,
but without adhering to specific line lengths.