Greetings, poetical Christianicles!

[Poetic Peter]

Is there not a poets' corner here?

Poetry is the Bible,
where we find
the ultimata of all facts.
So, from the bible we should draw
our poetry--in pencil tracks.

Is there not
a poets' corner
at this gracious place of love
for fellowship, for words towrd God?

??? Well,

my friends,
there damn well oughta.

______


Greetings from an erstwhile poet,

Peter

[Pastor Al E Pistle]

Re: Greetings, poetical Christianicles!

Is there not a poets' corner here?

Poetry is the Bible,
where we find
the ultimata of all facts.
So, from the bible we should draw
our poetry--in pencil tracks.

Is there not
a poets' corner
at this gracious place of love
for fellowship, for words towrd God?

??? Well,

my friends,
there damn well oughta.

______


Greetings from an erstwhile poet,

Peter

Hmmmm....That is actually not too bad except for the naughty word. We will have a bit more if you please, just to test your grasp of rhyme and meter.

[Poetic Peter]

Re: Greetings, poetical Christianicles!

Pleased to meet a well-cocked ear!
I am happy here to learn with you,
because we are both students of
Christ's perfected ways.

Lead on, Pastor Al E Pistle!
Let us fire each sacred missile
of the Word,
and give the "bird"
to those wicked wiccans:
wretched sneaks in mocco-
sins!


_

We will have a bit more, please,
to test your rhyme and meter.

My meter is yet trite, imperfect.

Am fain to do as Pilgrims do
--if some Progress be read in it.

[Poetic Peter]

Re: Greetings, poetical Christianicles!

Sir,

I have never considered the matters of meter and rhyme
very seriously. The structure of Godly Poetry is to aid
ears in appreciating KJV 1612. Rotten mores
of today have corroded the former sensibilities of the unsaved!


I think to make rules; no, I don't
I think to read books; nosir! I do not!
I only read the Bible

and this forum.

Yet with the Holy tissue
that of such thin paper
I must do more than blow a nose!

Let us now define our meter?
I owe this proposed
definition
to your spur, attesting, sir:


Meter is the holy tong
to emplace our con-so-nants
where they nearest-Him belong

__________

Let us bide well

Peter

[Pastor Al E Pistle]

Re: Greetings, poetical Christianicles!

Pleased to meet a well-cocked ear!
I am happy here to learn with you,
because we are both students of
Christ's perfected ways.

Lead on, Pastor Al E Pistle!
Let us fire each sacred missile
of the Word,
and give the "bird"
to those wicked wiccans:
wretched sneaks in mocco-
sins!


_



My meter is yet trite, imperfect.

Am fain to do as Pilgrims do
--if some Progress be read in it.

Excellent job, friend. I am sure some of that must be considered prosaic in some universe, if not necessarily this one. But the point is the point, and the medium is the message and the message you are pointing out is that JESUS rules the earth and sky and everything in between! Congratulations. You are invited to stay for a little while until we investigate you.

[Poetic Peter]

Re: Greetings, poetical Christianicles!

Hearty thanks, sir!
I shall cherish
the fine day
when and if I am un-
"unsaved",

verse:


I'll still be trash,
for I am that.

And this fact
is understood
to be a potent impetous
to kick my butt into high gear:


Save me then, Good Lord above;
if not for your highest place;
I pray your Grace may float my soul
midway-up for a fair time
above the Dumpster dive of Hell.


________

Thank you Pastor
for your visions,

Peter

[Pastor Ezekiel]

Re: Greetings, poetical Christianicles!

You aren't some kind of homer are you? Because most of these poet-type guys are limp-wristed jews who use fancy words to trick folks into thinking that up is down and we should feel all manner of depressing things and sodomy starts seeming like a fine idea.

The only rhymes I like are Godly hymns and Sammy Davis Jr. records...Oh how that boy could sing.

[Rev. Carlton Green]

Re: Greetings, poetical Christianicles!

It's either Baptist Christianity;
or it's garenteed insanity.

That's my poetic rule. Simple as that. PRAISE!


P.S. No foolish joos helped in the making of this rhyme.

-Rev. Green

[Talitha]

Re: Greetings, poetical Christianicles!

Can someone point out to a mere female where in the Bible(KJV1611) it relates to Poetry?
There is plenty said about Hymns and singing Rejoice to The Lord©:
Ephesians 5:19
Speaking to yourselves in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, singing and making melody in your heart to the Lord

[Brother Temperance]

Re: Greetings, poetical Christianicles!

Friend, keen as I am to welcome you to our forums, I must take issue with this:

I have never considered the matters of meter and rhyme
very seriously. The structure of Godly Poetry is to aid
ears in appreciating KJV 1612.

KJV 1612? What are you, some kind of a heretic?
Anyway, back when I was an unsaved cocaine addict playing in a negro jazz band, I used to have a certain fondness for blank verse, but that was just youthful unsaved whimsy.

Although I hate all
Japs, I still find haikus to
Be somewhat pleasing.

Anyway, I trust you're an admirer of the world's greatest living poet?

[Poetic Peter]

Re: Greetings, poetical Christianicles!

Hello Brother T of former, potted tempests.
That you are saved, this offers hope!
First I need to give up dope?

---
Agreed!
Rumsfeld is a great poet
of the found-poetry-lost-cause genre.

---

Also agreed, there is tolerance here
for verse of the blankety-blank genre. Good!

Confession,
I suffer Tourettes' Syndrome; it is cross of sort.
I ask your forebearance, for when I tic
the tic's in poetry;
uncaught by myself, a "naughty word"
or indelicate phrase,
to which my conscious mind is entirely blind,
slips in near that moment of posting.

See my posts above--properly chided for misspeaks.
I did not notice. It is a life-long struggle; I fail too often.

Sorry shite

Peter

__________

When that super-homer, Haggard, busted into the news a few weeks ago,
I thought: there, his congregation, there's one lobotomize group of sheep. I -thought- they'd pillory the guy.
So I wrote an unrhymed poem about the event.

This is for those fools in that Colorado sheep pen.
I didn't know at the time of writing that they'd be rubbing Teddy up all over again. (sigh)

free verse:

[Poetic Peter]

re: the false church in Colorado Springs

Bent as a Shepherd's Crook


In Evangelic foldings
many are the angry
creased by Ted the Baptist.

Angry isn't quite the word
for bamboozled beehived Batpists.

[Poetic Peter]

Re: Greetings, poetical Christianicles!

You aren't some kind of homer are you? Because most of these poet-type guys are limp-wristed jews who use fancy words to trick folks into thinking that up is down and we should feel all manner of depressing things and sodomy starts seeming like a fine idea.

The only rhymes I like are Godly hymns and Sammy Davis Jr. records...Oh how that boy could sing.

no, no, not really, yes.

I do have an open eye for dead Mr. Davis' style.
Similarly, I do enjoy the better class of the Negroes'
spiritual vernacular

ex:



Mammy's little baby loves shortnin', shortnin',
Mammy's little baby loves shortnin' bread.

[Enobarbus]

Re: Greetings, poetical Christianicles!

Can someone point out to a mere female where in the Bible(KJV1611) it relates to Poetry?
There is plenty said about Hymns and singing Rejoice to The Lord©:
Ephesians 5:19
Speaking to yourselves in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, singing and making melody in your heart to the Lord

Sister, the KJV1611 is poetry: it's hardly prosaic now, is it? Poetry is the highest form of expression, as opposed to prose, which is, well, prosaic.

Of course much if not most of what is described as poetry these days is not poetry at all, but mere semi-literate scribblings by emotionally disturbed sinners. I blame the hippies and liebral so-called 'professors' for such nonsense.

[Poetic Peter]

Re: Greetings, poetical Christianicles!

Enobarbus, so right!

Most "poets" of today use poetry
as if it were a Hoover,
to suck their personal carpet bugs
and dump the bagfull on the reader.

That's not poetry. It's pooretry


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Truth be told
The truth is old
Sixteen and Eleven.

I failed to write
The Date quite straight!
1611, 1611, 16-11!

Pardon ill-idiocy, please,
when it glims some neurons, brighter,
backing up a poor poet's behind.