All pledges of SOOTL - Your initiation starts NOW

[yvr girl]

Write an original poem and post it here.

I'll give you one myself, just to show you that I am not COMPLETELY cruel.

In the crevice of a rock
lay a trodden rose.
That has been picked, admired then forgotten.

[progmom]

1. Since I'm co-leader, I don't have to pledge, right?

[yvr girl]

3. We don't have to do all the initiation stuff

but I think a poem on your part would be nice. It will bond us with everyone.

[ralps]

2. SOOTL stands for ?

I'm not sure if I'm pledged to SOOTL:shrug: :hi:

[yvr girl]

4. You'll have to do some digging

We can't accept members who don't show some initiative.

[ralps]

5. Found it

http://www.democraticunderground.com/discuss/duboard.php?az=show_topic&forum=105&topic_id=2714210

Now to think up a poem!:hi: :loveya: :hug: :pals:

[ralps]

6. Here's my poem

The snow has fallen
Winter is almost over
Grass is peaking through

I tried to make it a Haiku, I think I succeeded:hi: :loveya: :hug:

[yvr girl]

7. You have passed step 1

The next task will be harder. Be afraid. Be very afraid.

[progmom]

8. my poem

beauty is
dueling cowlicks
on my son's head
and the happy smell
of freshly baked bread


as you can see, poetry is not a talent of mine.

[yvr girl]

13. It works. Question - do we have a STFU wing?

I think it could be divisive.

[progmom]

16. divisive can be good

we can ship underpants off to that wing and tell him to STFU.

[underpants]

9. Can I been in the STFU wing of SOOTL?

Pleeeeeeeeeease it is so important to me.

[yvr girl]

10. I don't recall this wing?

I'll check with Progmom.

[progmom]

12. sure

but that has a much more stringent initiation process.

[underpants]

15. Okay

I was planning on taking this wing in a "new direction" consisting, basically,of sitting in the corner and yelling STFU! whenever anyone sucks.

[JimmyJazz]

11. I suck at poetry - Can I dance for you instead?

[progmom]

14. hey now

This is all about embarrassing ourselves with our lack of talent (except for, apparently, yvr girl and ralps who have now embarrassed me with their abundance of talent). So hit us with your worst shot.

[yvr girl]

17. That comes later

You should be able to muster a poem while you're hiding out in the shed. An ode to Jude, perhaps?

[JimmyJazz]

19. Hey Jude don't make it bad

Take a sad song and make it better
Remember to let her into your heart
Then you can start to make it better

*******

How was that?

[yvr girl]

25. An original poem, sweetie

I just think I've heard that one before.

[ralps]

20. Here's a link that might help you JimmyJazz

http://www.toyomasu.com/haiku/
A Haiku is a different kind of poem:hi: :loveya: :hug:

[brainshrub]

18. Roses are red

Violets are blue.
I'm a Liberal
and I post on DU.

[name not needed]

21. Here's mine(please don't laugh)

been sitting here wating
but i know you'll never come
but even if you do
it won't really matter

too little, too late
same thing i hear every time
the words stay the same
but the faces always change

[JimmyJazz]

27. that's very nice.

sad - but lovely.

[xmas74]

22. ...

Why, oh why did I kill that cat?
Now's he's dead
and can't come back.

[Bok_Tukalo]

23. OK

I think on my luck so abundant
As a look on your body in wonderment
My hand follows the line
Through the curve or your spine
And rests at the crest of your fundament

[Shananigans]

24. Here's mine...

Roses are red
Violets are blue
I love YVR Girl
But Progmom and JimmyJazz too

[JimmyJazz]

26. Bravo! Bravo!

[progmom]

40. Yippeeee!

:hug:

[Longgrain]

28. How about a poem I wrote when I was fourteen...

I gazed into the valley low
and wondered how it feels to go
where birds sing gaily in the trees,
the feeling I will never know.

Oh how I long to feel the ease
of the cool but gentle breeze,
instead I try to ponder out
the answer to these mysteries.

I often feel I live in drought
because I have to live without
what other people have; but doubt,
My thirst shall ever be quenched out.

[ralps]

29. Cool poem Longgrain

:hi: :loveya: :hug: :pals:

[Riding this Donkey]

30. I don't really know what I might get initiated into, but here it goes:

George is an ass
He doesn't have much mass
And his friend Richard is crass!





please no applause, no applause! I will send this into Poetry Weekly to see if it can be published. No one steal it!



:bounce:

[Debi]

31. Here we go...

He's sixteen
sixteen
that little somebody
who used to be
only mine
when he was six
just six
I was his audience
mommy would clap
for that little somebody
only mine
now he's up on stage
in the spotlight
belonging to all who applaud
no longer only mine

[da_chimperor]

32. K, here's a quickie haiku about meat!

Oh delicious meat
It tastes so very sweet
Bunny is yummy


So . . . am I in? :D

[ralps]

34. It's pretty good but

I'm not sure if it a haiku. According to this website http://www.toyomasu.com/haiku/
a haiku needs to follow a 5/7/5 format i.e. 5 syllables, 7 syllables, 5 syllables. I know I'm being picky
:shrug: :hi: :hug:

[da_chimperor]

35. Yes, i'm aware of that

Sometime my syllable judgement is off. :shrug:

Edit: I looked at it again and I came up with it being 5/6/5. Did you get the same thing? I re-did it based on that.

[ralps]

41. Yes I did, as an alternative the middle line might be

It has alot of sweetness :shrug: :hi: :hug:

[achtung_circus]

33. An old poem (or part thereof) the whole thing makes me blush.

There's a flower growing here,
It grows and grows
Yet does not bloom,
And won't 'til sunshine fills my world
And love this hole
Inside me.

[hfojvt]

36. does it need to be new? This is about 20 years old

Worker's Unite

nobody really wants to work
the pay's not enough and the boss is a jerk
but work we must in order to live
for few on this earth are willing to give
but some must farm to grow our food
and some must sew lest we live in the nude
and some must build lest we freeze in the cold
and someone must care for the sick and the old

some work is done for human needs
other is done for insatiable greeds
so everyone must find some work
and try to enjoy it - like Captain Kirk
'cause when we get home from another hard day
we haven't the energy to go out and play
and we must compete and study in school
or be a common laborer - a pitiful fool

and that is not all for we must goto college
for we won't be hired without requisite knowledge
then off to work up the ladder we climb
scrapping and clawing for every dime
we make lots of money but barely get by
as soon as we get it we kiss it good-bye
so we must have another promotion
to pay for our car and also hand lotion

and we must get a raise every year
to match our inflation or cause it i fear
our house payment's large and so are our taxes
and our world spins on a monetary axis
most of us wouldn't have it any other way
to our gods of money we kneel down and pray
for not only must we pay for our toys
we must pay for college for our girls and boys

[bettyellen]

37. hmmmm, what should i write my ode to??

i'm getting a tub
and a sort of porch-shed roof
just in time for spring.

[ralps]

38. Kick!

:kick: :hi: :hug:

[LynzM]

39. Ooh, ooh, me too! :)

From sometime in high school...

Untitled #1

Help I'm
Get me out of here
and
can't do this but
yet never
give in
give up
try too hard
not hard enough
three quarters close
and one half wrong
everything is shambled
and I feel like I'm giving up the fight
too soon
I must be stronger
than this or else how
I got this far
is impossible
never win
never perfect but
confused and
making faces for people
to imagine
I am strong
I am fine
I don't need you
but please
help me.

Untitled #2

I'm on stage in front of everyone's expectations,
Playing the girl they want to see.
She's confident, she has her life together,
She knows what she wants and how to get it.
(I'm not her, I'm her inner shadow.)
Sometimes I feel a little of the light,
I know what that confidence is, what it feels like.
Usually I play it, spend half my life inside
of the character that's supposed to be me.
How do you live up to yourself? I'm in the
audience too, waiting to see what I'll do.
If you all stopped watching me,
Who would I be?


I had a lot more talent then than I do now, I think...

[yellowdogintexas]

42. cat poem

kitty cat belly mojo
playin' in the hall
kitty cat belly mojo
don't you make me fall
kitty cat belly mojo
love to hear you yawll

kitty cat belly mojo
rolling on the bed
kitty cat belly mojo
pet you on the head
kitty cat belly mojo
look like you playin dead

rub you on your tummy
cause you show it off
rub you on your belly
cause it's nice and soft
rub you on your silky
coat that makes me cough

[GaYellowDawg]

43. Would you consider a satirical song that I just wrote original? It rhymes.

I'm a fundamentalist, O.K.
I sleep all night and I judge all day.

(Chorus)
He's a fundamentalist, O.K.
He sleeps all night
And he hates all day.

I print out tracts, I hand them out,
Even in the lavatory.
On Wednesdays I write letters
'Bout how everyone's wrong but me.

He prints out tracts and hands them out
Even in the lavatory.
On Wednesdays he writes letters
'Bout thee and thee and thee.

I'm a fundamentalist, O.K.
I sleep all night and I judge all day.

He's a fundamentalist, O.K.
He sleeps all night
And he hates all day.

I make websites that judge all those
Who don't agree with my views.
All of you are hellbound, who
Aren't in my church's pews.

He makes websites that judge all those
Who don't agree with his views.
All of you are hellbound, who
Aren't in his church's pews.

I'm a fundamentalist, O.K.
I sleep all night and I judge all day.

He's a fundamentalist, O.K.
He sleeps all night
And he hates all day.

Well, you might think that you're righteous
And have morality.
Well, you should know that Jesus
Only listens to me.

Well, you might think you're righteous
And pray and sing a hymn.
Well, you should know that Jesus
Only listens to him.

I'm a fundamentalist, O.K.
I sleep all night and I judge all day.

He's a fundamentalist, O.K.
He sleeps all night
And he hates all day.

[yvr girl]

45. Consider it read

You passed the first step.

[GaYellowDawg]

44. Kick. You really should read my post.

[Huckebein the Raven]

46. Here's a Bushku:

uses a 3-5-3 format

Bush boy king
Oil is what he craves
Law is quaint

horrible I know. I'm not good at poetry.

:shrug:

[ralps]

47. Kick!

:hi: :hug:

[ralps]

48. Kicking again

:kick: :hi: :hug: