/lit/ - Literature

[Anonymous No.3346415]

Hi /lit/, what do you think of my poem :

It's a taste of salt,
In a tear of sea,
Shade of the seasons;
But it's not your fault,
It's because of me,
And of the seasons.

Also, poetry general.

[Anonymous No.3346428]

Starts out sounding like an advert for tablesalt, turns into wat

[Anonymous No.3346431]

>>3346415
So you cooked this bitch a bad soup and tried to fix it with bad seasoning? Shame on you. Know your god damn recipes.

>>>/ck/

[Anonymous No.3346469]

>>3346428
>>3346431

>/lit/

[Anonymous No.3346478]

abcabc
Why the shade of the seasons, is that the bad side of time?
Are you blaming time and yourself for the end of your relationship?
Are you crying seas of tears, it seems a bit abundant tot then name tears directly.

And now for a more personal verdict;
It's impersonal, it doesn't carry any emotions, it's has the tendency to be melodramatic and emit teen angst.

[Anonymous No.3346495]

>Spice up your life with the freshest Mediterranean Sea Salt money can buy!

[Anonymous No.3346565]

Seems like you've got a knack for marketing, OP. There ya go, you've found your calling.

[Anonymous No.3346571]

I hate the way
the caller ID
still says Grampa’s name
every time
Gramma calls.

[Anonymous No.3346633]

>>3346571
It's not poetry just because you found the ENTER key.

[Anonymous No.3346715]

>>3346633
Fine, now it's prose-poetry:

I hate the way the caller ID still says Grampa’s name every time Gramma calls.

[Anonymous No.3346720]

Take my hand.
Lets roll down
The suspended gardens of Babylon.

[Anonymous No.3346726]

Following the footsteps of legends
I ended up with a broken nose

[Anonymous No.3346734]

What, out of the heaviest of liquors,
or out of the froth of sea, has been here?
Ah, I know the story all too well...
some ancient virgin with long brown hair
made to live and sleep with an old farmer
mapped the night sky out of loneliness.
She made a harp out of a turtle shell
and plucked a harsh string on it.

I suppose everything from then on
is an echo of that map and those strings
and I have grown pale and ridiculous because of it.

[Anonymous No.3346789]

Sorry, OP. It's got no oomph.

[Anonymous No.3346799]

Well, haven't done anything in awhile. Here's my bid at something.

Self
Loathing
Narcissist

[Tim Cunting Howard !EomV.UJCFY No.3346822]

Bitches ai'nt shit,
But hoes and tricks.
Lick on these nuts,
And suck, the dick.

[Modality !DqHaTB4JOs No.3346841]

Everyone or her?
I can't love
touch you forever
just melt away
fleets away now

lines of this poem read vertically and horizontally.

[Anonymous No.3346887]

>>3346822
101/0 well done would cry again~n :')

[Anonymous No.3346892]

>>3346822

[Anonymous No.3346934]

Poirot took a crap in his quarters,
He heard a gunshot on deck
and the body of Angela Landsbury fell past his porthole
He sighed.
Well, that was his holiday up the bollocks then
He flicked the door locked with his stick
and buried his snout in The Times.
He tried to enjoy his final moments of peace,
before he would be forced to get his sleuth on.

[Anonymous No.3347004]

[Anonymous No.3347056]

>>3347004

Jesus would not be happy with glorifying those who work violently for the state.

[Anonymous No.3347072]

>>3347056
Jesus doesn't get a say in the matter.

[Anonymous No.3347105]

No, I do not want corn bread mom
I do not even like corn bread
There is no love in this house
There is no love in this house

[Anonymous No.3347152]

>>3346934
As someone who has read every single Poirot book, this made me giggle.

EverySingleOne

[Anonymous No.3347172]

>>3346934
Ah that brings me back.

[Anonymous No.3347389]

>>3346478

OP here. You obviously didn't get it since you're talkign about seas of tears when I wrote tear of sea. In fact that makes me wonder if your opinion has any value and it looks like it doesn't.