Mangled Poetry - Broken Rhyme

Sun, Aug 24, 2008

Poetry

Welcome to the Sunday Mangled poem.  Every week I post a mangled poem, sometimes it’s something simple with no point other than to point out that there are some terrible poems out there, or to demonstrate just how badly I can do poetry.  I do this in celebration of some of the published poems I have read that make my brain hurt.

The subject for this weeks mangled poem is “It rhymes, right?”  Often the most mangled poem is one that the author really thought it would rhyme.  Words like Lord and Word, sometimes looking at the word makes you think that perhaps they have a chance, but in actuality… they don’t.

Upon the gateway of the world,
I look upon the broken chord,
Your voice it calls me back again,
I feel as if all else is vain,
I’m cut with want and spill my blood,
I feel my heart is understood.

I’m most eager to hear your submissions, admittedly this is a difficult poem to write, and it’s very difficult to find words that “might” rhyme, but do not.  I look forward to seeing yours.

Thank you.

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14 Comments For This Post

  1. Marrisa Says:

    You are correct about the words that might
    But don’t worry as yours sounds right
    Its all wonderful and you know it
    That I am the worset bad poet :-)

  2. Marrisa Says:

    and I cant spell worst!

  3. apathy lounge Says:

    First day of school
    I ought to shout
    but summer’s gone
    more apt to pout

    Bleh!

  4. Harmony Says:

    I cannot believe how hard this is…my mind wants to rhyme regardless of the task. Here is my submission:

    Thoughts of you run through my mind
    Sweet escape, pure divine
    Words of silence have been broken
    Fear and sorrow are forgotten
    Hearts are racing, but our of reach
    Touching words that will not speak
    Keep them hidden and out of sight
    For the are yours, not meant for light.

    Oops I ended up rhyming…I suck at this.

  5. Harmony Says:

    Oops…I see mistakes…Darn it!

  6. omama Says:

    Red like fire, the sun retires
    sinking quietly without a noise
    It should yell, to awaken the lost souls
    Worried about where everyday goes.
    Stop! Look at me!
    Let go of your woes.

    I think I blew it. But this was a hard mangle.
    Here’s to trying.

  7. Leann Says:

    I don’t do poetry, but you’re right in that it’s pretty mangled.
    Hope all has been well in your world.

    Blessings

  8. Claudious Says:

    Marissa, thank you for your poem, you did wonderful! I love the classic rhyme between poet, and know it. And I don’t mark off for spelling.

  9. Claudious Says:

    Wordgirl, wonderful poem, and the extra meaning in it really touched me. Sad to hear that school started, it’s mixed, a nice thing to have so much freedom, and a terrible thing, to have so much freedom.

  10. Claudious Says:

    Harmony, I love how you put so much real thought into your mangled poems, you do an amazing job. And I think that there’s always so much meaning in what you write. I like the mangled rhyme broken and forgotten. I think that’s right on the mark. Brilliant job!

  11. Claudious Says:

    Omama, you did a great job, it’s really really hard to not rhyme, you did great with noise and goes, so close to rhyming that they can upset the whole thing. Thank you!

  12. Claudious Says:

    Leann, thank you, I tried really hard, it hurt my brain to mangle that poetry, took me a whole night of thinking of words that almost rhyme. Things in my world are good, with a positive outlook… which means they can only get better.

  13. Holly (me.) Says:

    Yeah. I got nothin’. Except poor grammar. Ummm. I can think of “one” and “silicone”. Perhaps an ode to Madonna?!

  14. Claudious Says:

    Holly, that’s brilliant really, I hadn’t come up with it. I’m glad you are entertained by the mangled poetry, it’s one of my more favorite features.

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