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Balladeer
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Tired of meter? Tired of counting syllables? Anisometric verse is for you!  Anisometric verse is a type of poetic verse which does not have any corresponding poetic meter. No specific meter, no specific syllable counts, trash the trochees and bam the iambs! It's all up to you. Hold on, though. You still need to make it sound good. The lines still have to sing and it has to be entertaining....also it has to rhyme, either a-b-a-b, a-a-b-b, or a-b-c-b. An example....? Though this verse is witty and clever And writing it took no time It's all anisometric, using meters much as you would a lever even if I did make it all rhyme. So let's see what you come up with. Oh, yeah....your poem is to be about your favorite tv program. If you are one of the few humans on the planet who don't watch tv, then your favorite book. If you've never read a book, then a poem about your growing up on Mars! Show me..... |
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Dr.Moose1 Member Elite
since 1999-09-05
Posts 3448Bewilderment , USA |
Balladeer, Leave it to you to take everything I've worked so hard to learn and throw it out the window, lol. You're on. Doc |
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Alison 
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
Me too. See you both tonight!  A |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
This might be up my alley! |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
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Um. I hereby submit all my failed attempts at metrics and forms. (Somebody could have told me about this a lonnnnnnnnnnng time ago. If I ever learn how to say it, I'm going to say it real snooty: *sniff* "I write in the anisometric style of verse."  heh. It kinda sounds like some kinda physical therapy. anisometrics...hmmm. Some kinda personal physical therapy. And wow. I just blew a perfectly funny poem.  |
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Dr.Moose1 Member Elite
since 1999-09-05
Posts 3448Bewilderment , USA |
Whoo Hoo! We got's some fun now. Now iffin' some of yuhs pick a dialect fer us'n t'speak I'll be all in. Ah, what the heck! Supercalifragilistic Mind control, hypnosis According to some skewed statistics That's my diagnosis It may be you've lost your mind Or your halitosis Is so bad it's hard to find comparatives, Atrocious? Who would of ever guessed such things So odious would dose us As this piece of poetry Tick, Tock, Tick, Tock,the clock is moving to and fro thus Snap my fingers, you'll awake feeling quite precocious 'cause you knew that all along we're expealidocious. [This message has been edited by Dr.Moose1 (05-20-2011 07:01 AM).] |
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Balladeer
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Cool, doc! I have a few things to say about it later....right now I'm trying to figure out which tv show you're referring to!  |
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Balladeer
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Supercalifragilistic Mind control, hypnosis According to some skewed statistics That's my dianosis It may be you've lost your mind Or your halitosis Is so bad it's hard to find comparatives Atrocious? Who would of ever guessed such things So odious would dose us As this piece of poetry Tick, Tock, Tick, Tock,the clock is moving to and fro thus Snap my fingers, you'll awake feeling quite precocious 'cause you knew that all along we're expealidocious hehe...can't take the meter out of the moose, I guess! Let's see... All second lines have 6 syllables, except the third but "so" is said so fast it almost isn't there. 12 of fifteen lines are pure trochaic....3 pure iambic. Second stanza you got a little sneaky with the third and fourth lines but the fact of the matter is that they are a perfect 7-7 syllable count. Fourth stanza sneakiness again but if the third line is broken in two to add the final line, you have another perfect 7-7 syllable count! Let's do it again! Supercalifragilistic Mind control, hypnosis According to some skewed statistics That's my dianosis It may be you've lost your mind Or your halitosis Is so bad it's hard to find Comparatives atrocious? Who would of ever guessed such things So odious would dose us As this piece of poetry Tick, Tock, Tick, Tock,the clock Is moving to and fro thus Snap my fingers, you'll awake feeling quite precocious 'cause you knew that all along we're expealidocious. Almost sounds like a regular, metered poem......nice going, doc!!! |
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Dr.Moose1 Member Elite
since 1999-09-05
Posts 3448Bewilderment , USA |
Balladeer, Aw,"g", which I left out of "diagnosis". Well, at least you had to add a fifth line to the third stanza, but you're definately right, it is almost impossible for me to wrap my head around un-metered verse, I'm just not wired that way. Doc |
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Balladeer
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"impossible for me to wrap my head around un-metered verse," Thank God....don't ever change, please! |
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Balladeer
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hmmmm.....appears that asking poets to write a poem without meter or rhythm is too difficult!! LOLOL! |
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Alison
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
Pasta Puttanesca While I watched my beloved American Idol I was thinking of Rachael Ray And how she could take the odds and ends from my frig That languish on the door on display I thought of changing the channel From songs filled with longing and fear And tune into a show with more grit and substance Like “Cooking with Heart and No Fear” I clicked on my dear friend, the computer And Googled with joy and some glee I found a recipe I could create and conquer (it even came with some history) Pasta Puttanesca touched my heart and my taste buds Anchovies sizzled with garlic and capers in oil I tossed spices with wild abandon (When cooking with Anchovies, there is not much one can spoil!) Pasta Puttanesca has a story behind it Of women in bordellos with windows flung wide Bowls of fragrant pasta perched on the sill To entice men with money inside I sat down to watch American Idol Sensuous aroma wafted to my nose from my dish Ah, if I were only a woman of the evening Pasta Puttanesca would help me grow rich - Alison PS - I know it's not about a tv show or a book. I have been thinking of writing about Pasta Putanesca all danged day .. so I did! Oh, and it tasted really good when I cooked it for lunch today! [This message has been edited by Alison (05-24-2011 03:10 AM).] |
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Balladeer
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No problem, Alison. You worked American Idol in there....that works! Yes, I know what you mean. Some days I wake up and say, "Today I think I'll write some Pasta Putanesca poetry!" This is a delicious poem. miss.No, you wouldn't need Pasta Putanesca to help you get rich if you were a lady of the evening. Your linguini would be enough!!! |
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Alison
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
Why thank you, Sir. Some might think you are full of Cannoli, but I know you are sincere! Alison |
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AlCowie Member
since 2011-05-13
Posts 92London, UK |
Nice poem Alison! Hmm, my forays into this feel too unsatisfactory to post (pride and vanity are my weaknesses) |
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Balladeer
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Sincerity oozes from every pore, Alison! If you were to apply Spanish to pasta putanesca and ladies of the evening, you would see how funny that is! |
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Alison
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
Hey, Al, just drop your poem in and join us. We all kind of "put it on the line" when we post poetry. This is the place to share though. 'Deer, I think we both are talking about the same thing. I think. |
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AlCowie Member
since 2011-05-13
Posts 92London, UK |
Rasputin I'm wearing my reading glasses because I'm at my computer, I'm staring at the screen at last, and I'm grateful I'm not a commuter, And I swear at the air that is harsh, and so sparse of all beauty, sucked out by all the polluters. And there, the terror that is my nightmare dares me to carelessly pair with various nefarious heiresses... In a parsley marsh I tie them with scarves and artlessly garnish their parts with sparkles and stars from irregular jars, Shot out of flutes that are made from the roots of certain trees that bear fruits and then stored in Teutonic pewter. Yet all is not futile; I am their lover, I am their brute, I am their looter p.s. despite any passing resemblance to "In Xanadu", I am not on opium! |
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AlCowie Member
since 2011-05-13
Posts 92London, UK |
Ah, forgot this was supposed to be about TV, got distracted! |
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Alison
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
I get distracted all the time when I do these lessons. I am glad that you posted your poem and I am happy that you are joining in at the Workshop, Al. Alison |
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AlCowie Member
since 2011-05-13
Posts 92London, UK |
Thanks Alison! Workshop is way more fun - the feedback is genuine and really helpful in that is is also critical of form. Hopefully I will steadily improve my fare... |
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Alison
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
Pssst, Balladeer, Post #17 is Al's contribution. I think it got lost in the conversational shuffle. A |
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Balladeer
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Thanks, Alison. I had thought by his comment he was coming back with a tv show so I was waiting for that and then i forgot! It was good work. Al. with some real interesting plays on words but i ain't buying that you weren,'t high on SOMETHING when creating it! / |
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AlCowie Member
since 2011-05-13
Posts 92London, UK |
Thanks Balladeer, Alison, the lack of meter is a form that I find less appealing, as if I require the rhythm of the language to breathe the life into it for me - so that when the rhythm changes it has greater power. Fun little exercise, and in the past 3 odd weeks I've already put together a nice little collection of poems - the ones out of these exercise forums / copying better known works are often more satisfying. Cheers, Al |
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Balladeer
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I'm with you, Al. I feel better when the meter is running! |
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Alison
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
I am in this workshop because I want to be a meter maid. I do. Another assignment soon? Maybe? |
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Dr.Moose1 Member Elite
since 1999-09-05
Posts 3448Bewilderment , USA |
Just realized I shouldn't post after cocktail hour, lol. Doc [This message has been edited by Dr.Moose1 (06-16-2011 07:33 AM).] |
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ken206573 Member
since 2008-10-14
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I shall give it a whirl..hope it doesn't spin out of control. I came upon this book when I should've been studying yet I wanted a second look intriguied by the covering This girl was a mystery hiding within the night uncovering some old history underneath New York's light Yet there's many dangers ahead she needed a very smart group so that they won't end up dead six girls will get the scoop An inventor who can repel rats by sound another can hack and gain information one can disguise as others when your around a chemist who can make a bang in devastation They are the ones to bring justice for all that come to the city bad guys bring evil practice only here to steal without pity So when you see an i on the side street evil will be discovered by six girls Manhattan will truly find peace all thanks to The Irregulars Hope you like it. |
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Balladeer
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Hey, Ken..welcome!  I'd say you followed the rules of non-rules perfecty! A very interesting piece indeed.. Not sure about this sentence.. So when you see an i on the side street Thanks for joining in!! |
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ken206573 Member
since 2008-10-14
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I thought something within it was abit off, yet I'm glad you enjoyed it. |
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Oklahoma Rose Senior Member
since 2008-02-28
Posts 1586Oklahoma USA |
LOL! On Mars?  |
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rachaelfuchsberger
since 2007-02-21
Posts 609Las Vegas, NV |
Here I go again Around insanity bend Down and down I wind, Peering into the criminal mind. Garcia knows what to do When Morgan calls her "hey boo." And Hotch and Prentiss leave While Dr. Reed rolls up his mental sleeve. JJ works behind the scenes But she's still important on the screens. Welcome to Bedlam. Where the inmates run the asylum. ~Arana Darkwolf~ |
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Balladeer
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AH, Rachael!! It's like a breath of fresh air, seeing you back.....and in fine fashion! Well done!  |
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rachaelfuchsberger
since 2007-02-21
Posts 609Las Vegas, NV |
So good to be back! ~Arana Darkwolf~ |
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oceanvu2 Senior Member
since 2007-02-24
Posts 1066Santa Monica, California, USA |
THREE SILLY POEMS, THE MIDDLE ONE OF WHICH IS PROBABLY ON POINT. One can be terse When writing anisometric verse, Or things can get hectic, As in the case of Ogden Nash who, at least in his later work, wrote single lines that could turn into paragraphs before he got around to finishing them off in his all but inimitable style which was undeniably anisometric. I currently like 30 Rock. Unfortunately, new episodes don't air until 9 o'clock. Since I'm usually drowsy by then, I'm reduced to enjoying the fun In rerun. Maybe the purpose of mastering form and meter Is to become a good cheater. Though he was a master of form -- I mean, the man wrote the world's best vllanelle! -- you'll find a lot of metrical fooling around, I promise, In Dylan Thomas. [This message has been edited by oceanvu2 (02-27-2012 09:31 PM).] |
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bbynams Junior Member Posts 49 |
I Don't Make The Rules My favorite coffee cups are all identical We throw them in the trash like they've been filled with blood Sometimes we miss and they bounce off the gravel into broken pieces and my heart sinks a little. It didn't have to be so hard starting off without everything going right, I just know. Next time aim for your mouth and you'll feel a lot better It's only something different. We'll throw it all into the night. [This message has been edited by bbynams (02-27-2019 09:56 AM).] |
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bbynams Junior Member Posts 49 |
Ok, so that doesn't rhyme abab/aabb/abcb My favorite coffee cups are all identical We throw them in the trash like they've been filled with blood Sometimes we miss and they bounce off the gravel into broken pieces and my heart sinks into the mud It didn't have to be so hard starting off without everything going right Next time aim for your mouth and you'll feel a lot better It's only something different and we'll throw it all into the night like the stars who send you what you won't believe in a letter |
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