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I need no introduction. Oh, wait, I guess that's a little late. As you may have guessed, this is the infamous Jeol's thread.

So this morning, I was on my way to the co-op I take classes at thinking about my speech, when out of the blue comes a story. About a land named Rhyme. So, in the class I made my speech in after my speech, I started to work on one of my first poems that wasn't inspired by the 'First Line Poetry' thread, a quatrain.

Rhymes of Rhyme - a quatrain.
Once upon a time,
in the land of Rhyme,
rhyming was so prime,
it sparked such a fine time.

There was a man named Pine
in the land of Rhyme
who rhymed so prime,
it made ev'rybody cry.

When the man died,
it made the country dry
for the prime of their rhymes,
and the rhymes lost their shine.

In times since then,
in the land of Rhyme,
rhyming was so bland,
no one ever rhymed again.

Yes, the non-rhyming of the last stanza was intentional. Yes.

I will post other creations and whatnot in the future.

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Not only the longest poem I have ever written, but the most time I have spent on one and in my opinion one of the best I have ever written. (Long is defined by more than ten stanzas. At least, for me.)

The Teapot - a long poem

With fearful energy his eyes opened
he had not one more moment to spend
he jumped and turned quickly to face the large frame
and prepared reluctantly to face his own shame.

The large frame was a nemesis of his
a man who sought to steal every last of his biz
man against man, flesh against flesh
Dan against Sam, friendship enmeshed.

What an embarassment he had made
to think that all friends are already paid
what else could he have done
before he got hurt like a gun.

Set the differences aside
peel away all the anger
what could be left.

They circled 'round and 'round like bait
showing each other bitter hate
hate only grows by repetition
till everything else is one bad concoction.

They say that emotion gives way
when you het your stress boil 'way
then after the steam rises from the pot
there is no water let to rot.

Like mad birds in a love dance
they fought as if they were in a trance
blood dripped down from their lonely faces
when would they wake up and see the great oasis?

Set the differences aside
peel away all the anger
what could be left.

Why do people see only the blindness of emotions
they carve long and hard to form great concoctions
then after all the work is done they ask themselves sadly,
"Why do I scrounge around with blindness and stupidity?"

Blow after blow they dealt themselves mugs of anger
the teapot never seemed to run out of water
when down on his knees Dan fell to the ground
and Sam reeled back for the finishing pound.

After all the water left the pot
the curtain of steam left Samuel hot
and made him realize that, like a glove,
anger makes no room for love.

Set the differences aside
peel away all the anger
what could be left but love.

How hard it must be to think twice
you must realize that before you're enticed
and no matter how big the teapot is, moreover,
you never wake up until the dream is over.

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Wow, I'm bad at spelling.

when you let your stress boil 'way

there is no water left to rot.

I think that's all.
hate only grows by repetition
till everything becomes one bad concoction.

I think that should do it.
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i love your poem! i like the amount of expression you put into it. nice job!

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The Teapot - a long poem


Agree; it's really a long poem!

I don't like the whole thing with poems and that stuff. Waste of time if you ask me.
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They circled 'round and 'round like bait
showing each other bitter hate

Favorite lines

And the rhyme... seem really forced. Like you made the words that rhymed then threw in a bunch of words behind it to make the rhythm not so off.
Don't get me wrong, it is good, but. Rhyme shouldn't have to be forced like that D:

I don't like the whole thing with poems and that stuff. Waste of time if you ask me.

Okay I'm sorry, but that was a HUGE diss on writers everywhere, including me. I have writeen a **** ton of stuff for AG, wasn't a waste of my time. It is a hobby for some, proffesion for others, helps people vent or prove points to people, poetry is NEVER a waste of time. Just people like you that don't say anything other that "it's good" Or "this sucks".
So.
Yeah.
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Don't get me wrong, it is good, but. Rhyme shouldn't have to be forced like that D:

Sorry, some of them were a little hard... Even RhymeZone wasn't much help.

I think I needed to write that poem. Copying what Moon said, poetry is definitely not a waste of time. It felt so good to write it.
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Soda or Pop? - a Tanka.

Fizzy brown liquid;
is it called pop or soda?
Loaded with caffeine;
my fam'ly calls it soda.
I will call it soda too.

My entry for the Tanka contest. Also my first tanka.

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So I feel a little bad about the horrible (in her standards) portrait that I made of her character, MoonFairy, the Fairy of AG. So, to counter that sketch, I made an even quicker sketch of WolfFairy. Enjoy.
http://kjeolh.deviantart.com/#/d3gfmed

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Woah. Huge fail. I forgot how I link stuff and do stuff. So. I will try again. In compensation of that horrible mistake, I will both post the picture AND link it. Take that, WolfFairy, for trying to wreck my plans.
http://img690.imageshack.us/img690/3752/wolfairy.jpg

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Time for some moar photos! Flowers, specifically. It's hard not to take pictures of them... It is spring, by the way. Maybe I'll post my rabbit picture soon

Picnic Table
RhododendronRhododendron 2
Rhododendron 3

I take all my pictures in .RW2 (RAW) format and then edit them in Photoshop, because it is so much easier to control what the photos look like - more contrast, less clarity, etc. Jpeg automatically does that for you, but I'd rather work with my photos to make what I want. However, most cameras don't support RAW, so don't ask me why.

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http://kjeolh.deviantart.com/#/d3gpv1x
Music Notes! Whee.

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Wow, I did it again. Hmph. Let me try again.
Music Notes!

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My entry for the '50 Themes' Challenge. Whee.

44. Regular/Ordinary

Verse I. Ordinary Me (Haiku)

I have lived my life
being like ev'ryone else
I'm ordinary.


Verse II. Different (Nonet)

What am I to be ordinary?
I live like everyone else
like a regular guy; but
I strive to be diff'rent
should I strive to change?
this taxes me;
either all
or none
' me


Verse III. Running (Tanka)

Life is just a run
should I run faster or not?
I want to be like
everyone else around
just being ordinary


Chorus. Be Ordinary! (six syl./ line)

Why not be ordinary?
I am my very own self
just like ev'ryone else
who are ordinary


Coda. Ordinary (free)

I will be like ev'ryone else
livin' like my ordinary self
I am here to be like them
regular and ordinary

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The Fire

A flame in a jar.
When the oxygen runs out,
the flames will whither.

My entry for this week's haiku contest.

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The Silvery Lake - a poem - thanks to Tacky for giving me the idea.

Through the silvery lake, the moonbeams shone beneath;
the fish danced along to the visual song
as the rolling waves of the lake beat upon the golden shore.

Minute after minute rolled past as the moon arced in the sky;
hour after hour passed as the silvery lake thrived 'neath the moonbeams
when in the early morning the moon set on the horizon.

As the moon sneaked slowly behind the silhouetted skyline,
the fish gathered at the surface to watch the moon disappear
only to come back the next evening to watch the moon rise.

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