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Nemo
Artist Joined: Jul 25, 2002 Posts: 6960 Status: Offline |
Complicated thread splits don't seem to work. Continuing sonnets here It's a well known fact that the octopus is the most lyrical of all Poseidon's children. The iambic lull of the Sea, and their fondness for tapping quatrains with their doubling arms gives them a love of Sonnets above all other forms. If Epimetheus had given them quills with their ink, they would write themselves and Man would never hear from them again. But, alas, he had but one gift per creature, so an octopus has no manner to channel a Muse, and must instead hear her inspired lyric from one who can. Are you that one? Post original sonnets in this thread. You may post as many sonnets as you like, so long as they are complete, distinct, and original. Sonnets must follow basic Shakesperean sonnet rules.* Iambic pentameter: Each line has ten syllables, with the stress on every second syllable. Three quatrains with a rhyming couplet: the lines must rhyme abab cdcd efef gg. * If you would like to appeal to their Octaval nature and undertake a Petrarchan sonnet, then by all means attempt. But remember the much stricter rules of the Italian form. Content is open. But with octopi for judges there may be some biases. The deadline for entries is 11:59pm, pacific, September 30. That is, the very end of the day. Whoever moves the heart of an Octopoda judgel shall be his or her guide in the terrestrial realm henceforth. But be warned, for once they get a taste of true poetry, they will demand it until the end of their days. ---------------------------------------- -Avatar by AlexisAngel- ---------------------------------------- [Edit 2 times, last edit by Nemo at Aug 9, 2005 4:00:00 PM] |
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quixmix
Joined: Aug 12, 2003 Posts: 903 Status: Offline |
I almost thought you said Octopanda. ---------------------------------------- Ace o' Hearts Captain of The Last Exiles |
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HuskyTed
Joined: Jul 29, 2003 Posts: 2267 Status: Offline |
Is the Spenserian sonnet form fair game? Also, language restrictions? ---------------------------------------- Llama's like candy coated bunny holding a daisy and a puppy in one hand and a kitten in the other nice -Misery avatar by Libelle / Kolibri |
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dr4b
Joined: Sep 20, 2003 Posts: 545 Status: Offline |
Wait, can't I do mine in octameter? It'd make more sense for an octopus. Uh, just kidding. :) ---------------------------------------- Janthina, proprietor of Turban Outfitters on Jorvik. Deadly, when I gather materials Never engage any less than Imperials. |
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redtears
 Joined: Mar 23, 2004 Posts: 64 Status: Offline |
Sonnet of a pleading soul Why leave right now with so much left to say What have i done for that look on your face O' I know you when you watch me that way I am sorry that i don't have her grace Or that warm soft special place in your heart I would love to hold you close everyday Honestly saying this rips me apart Everynight i'd love you in everyway Anytime anywhere inside and out So now i can say truth be told and known only if it twere me your mind thinks about In my heart my words are now proudly shown With your hands 'tis my world that is now held So now love me or i be damned to hell by ladyredtears I hope you liked, i know that the rhyming cuplet at the end is a 1/2 rhyme but i checked this out and it is acceptable (i checked with my lecturer) just to be sure. good luck everyone who enters this contest. Oh and thanks to Nemo i think it is that started this contest always much appreciated :) ---------------------------------------- Ladyredtears born on Midnight shores, she fell from grace and fled to new horizons, becoming Missredtears. Then one stormy solo pillage she vanished, many years passed until the stars aligned in such a way and *BOOM* she returned! |
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AizIril
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Distant Longings My heart goes out across the sea each day, The great expanse between us brings despair. Oh how the world without you seems so grey, Each night I dream of you, my lady fair. Each word we pass between us swells the rift, Makes every passing day more hard to bear. I wander through my life astray, adrift My thoughts are all of you, my only care. My one true want would be to cross the sea, To come to you and hold you in my arms. I'd give up all, my wealth means naught to me, If I could but experience your charms. My lot it seems is that I linger here And dream of you, so fair, so far, so dear. By Aiziril ---------------------------------------- Xyphus on Hunter. Aiziril on Midnight. Bored on all oceans. |
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shockedfrog
Joined: Jul 19, 2003 Posts: 719 Status: Offline |
son.net - pirates online We enter events for creatures furry Or for their value in pieces of eight Ship races encourage us to hurry For the best things come to those who don't wait Swordfights, brawling and drinking cause debates This sword is no good and that fight was rigged The teams were unfair, they had ultimates He put chips in the corner then just swigged Despite our complaints we all still take part There's fun to be had in all of these games We entered a contest of parrot art Some people won sloops with chat-filtered names Thanks for the events and for all the fish Including the octopus - yeah, I wish |
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Nemo
Artist Joined: Jul 25, 2002 Posts: 6960 Status: Offline |
If you insist. But I doubt most people would notice the difference from Shakesperean.
Puzzle Pirates octopi only know English and Octopus. Either is acceptable.
I did say you could use the Petrarchan form if you want to get into octets. ---------------------------------------- -Avatar by AlexisAngel- |
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Gotagota
Joined: May 1, 2003 Posts: 5791 Status: Offline |
But Octopus has no written form.... ---------------------------------------- Fronsac, human. Perfection is achieved, not when there is nothing more to add, but when there is nothing left to take away.. -Antoine de Saint-Exupéry |
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Markoman
Joined: May 5, 2004 Posts: 2838 Status: Offline |
Maybe not in your fascist country! ---------------------------------------- Markozeta |
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Gotagota
Joined: May 1, 2003 Posts: 5791 Status: Offline |
That's right! In Shore Leave, language writes YOU! ---------------------------------------- Fronsac, human. Perfection is achieved, not when there is nothing more to add, but when there is nothing left to take away.. -Antoine de Saint-Exupéry |
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StKittsSam
Joined: Nov 11, 2003 Posts: 106 Status: Offline |
I would with octopus begin parlay Oh, to converse in their own native tounge! (or native beak? They're hard to tell that way. The language, anyway, they teach their young.) Explore the subtleties of idiom, As diver plumbs the depth of deepest sea. To know another's language, so say some Is so to know their mind, most verily. Alas, my longing's fruitless, I should think - None of the land have learned their ocean speech, Nor read their poetry, writ in their ink. Thus lies this, my objective, out of reach. So, as it seems I'll never reach this goal My sonnets must the octopus console... ---------------------------------------- Sal of the Yo-Ho Yo-Yos |
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Calescence
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Pirate's Sunrise Daring sweet dreams of richest tales, alas, I sailed upon the ocean's briney spray, Across the waters and islands surpass, Guided by dolphins that led me away. O' do I dream of riches beyond me, Searching the waves for dreams that rise, Taking and pillaging all that I see, Such is the call at a Pirate's Sunrise. We set from shore one glorious mornin', The sea spray drenching our battle hard brow, Hark! On the waves a ship without warnin', Our nines rang out their call from stern to bow. Down went the mariner, sunk to the brine, Thy gold doth shimmer, your booty is mine. ---------------------------------------- "When the legend becomes fact, print the legend." - The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance(1962) Poet Lord of Nidiata Dei Draghi(SO of Dark Thorn Dragons) |
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Calescence
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Octopi Speak Now say ye, No octopi can yet speak? Or, her words be writ upon fair parchment? To ye I say, "Notice thy own failed beak." For Octopi words have often been lent. True it may be, their words are naught oft heard, But read upon, by scholars the world over. Their ink was once used to write out the word, Of royal decree, bards, and a lover. Many a sonnet to parchments been writ, Set down with ink of octopi descent. Nary a word would so oft be remit, If our Octopi friend's ink was not lent. Meter and prose would not be so profound, If never an Octopi shared her sound. ---------------------------------------- "When the legend becomes fact, print the legend." - The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance(1962) Poet Lord of Nidiata Dei Draghi(SO of Dark Thorn Dragons) |
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Bladen
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Chef's Surprise What gleam I see, as cast from troubled eyes A single drop of sorrow breaketh free. Of horror, shock, discomfort and surprise, Thine lot seems cast, my small friend of the sea Dear cousins sliced, and roasted for their meat He soon shall join his kin, food for the feast Such terror looms, a shadow of defeat A fear not known to this eight-legged beast To writhe away, though efforts be in vain, the chance is worth the danger it may bring. The chef now sees, and makes haste to detain, A nearby knife gives hope, on which to cling With suctioned limb, he grasps at wood and steel This chef would torture not another meal. Bladen |
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Fred the Rescuer A rage of waves swarming the once calm sea This fierce storm will surely be my demise Typhoon winds break my masts while bilge rats flee Oh these are the days and nights I despise More green water crashes over the bow Hold fast! Another swell is coming toward It hits the hull and there goes today?s chow I slip! And dear lord I?ve gone overboard I come to hours later on a sandy beach Huzzah! The sea has not become my grave Some ?thing? is stuck to me like a big leach I?d not been brought here by water or wave A huge tentacle releases its grip Without which I?d have gone down with my ship. |
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Rhodes
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An Octopus's Grammar It?s ?octopi,? not ?octopuses,? mate. The ?u-s? suffix always becomes ?i.? I try to help, not try to aggravate. Our grammar helps us to see eye to eye. It?s ?octopuses.? It?s not ?octopi.? We?re speaking English, so its rules are used. It?s not even from Latin. Why the ?i?? I hate it when our grammar is abused. You both are right. Yes, it?s incredible. According to the dictionary, mates, It?s either of them that?s acceptable. A grammar?s depth is one of its best traits. Not everyone knows all the grammar rules. So look it up; no need to look like fools. --- As is wont to happen, I'm sure there are grammatical mistakes in my grammarian sonnet. However, they are perfectly acceptable in this case, thanks to poetic license. :) ---------------------------------------- Rhodes SO of the Marine Knights |
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Nemo
Artist Joined: Jul 25, 2002 Posts: 6960 Status: Offline |
I'm beginning to wonder if there should be a booby prize for most amusingly mis-stressed word. ---------------------------------------- -Avatar by AlexisAngel- |
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aanjelikk
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Did you just say booby? Sorry.. I couldn't help it... lol ---------------------------------------- ~Twisty Princess of the flag Maritime Law Senior Officer of the crew Azure Rebellion |
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CursedBurger
Joined: Aug 10, 2003 Posts: 1012 Status: Offline |
Oh Dearest mollusk, heed unto my charms; For ages past, from high in tall crow-nests, I watched you ride along my crewsmen's arms. Of all the seas' familiars, I attest: You are the only one whom I desire: I'd loathe to rule an island by the day; I have no black hat, naught but plain attire; I want for naught but Octopodidae. But woe! I lack the skill of Silverdawg, Of Shuranthae's wit, too, I feel devoid, Nor Looterati humor/arts of grog, My shoulder aches with a familiar void. But here, my dear, is how I will succeed, For a familiar I do sorely need! ---------------------------------------- Are there any pirates on this ship? And if they sober up, they'll have us home by morning. |
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Indeed
Joined: Aug 7, 2004 Posts: 3346 Status: Offline |
Tell me, kind sir, some more about my eyes. 'tis not in vanity that this i seek - 'pon one kind word from you, all sadness dies, an' at a smile, sweet, my knees are weak... so speak to me and banish from my mind the thought that unrequited goes my love whate'er i hear just makes me feel, in kind an insecur'ty - i'm not worthy of... the blessing that is your most gracious wit... the pleasure of your company most dear... the way you make my heart flutter a bit at ev'ry time i'm aware that you're here. a word or ten... a million words from you can't make this seem not too good to be true. ---------------------------------------- Dmentia says, "It thrills me when Indeed is mean." SomeIdiot tells you, "I am muting you, because you're unnormal, maybe you're hurt in real life" Quoth Rubby, "There's something wrong with your brain." |
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Leperflesh
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Ode to the Giant Pacific Octopus Enteroctopus dolfleini Yer name rolls off the tongue like buttered rum Th? largest octopus I e?er did spy Were o? yer kind, I?d swear to me own mum. No other critter in the wide blue sea Could hope te match yer splendid rubb?ry form Yer suck?ry arms a-writhing tentacley The chameleonic feats ye can perform! Oh long, so long has it been mine true wish Te idle ?way an hour, even two Askin of ye, what?s yer fav?rite dish, Or tellin stories of deep ocean blue Me shoulder I have carefully laid bare Oh won?t you come and settle yerself there? -Lep ---------------------------------------- [size=8]Ruby: our tarts are sweeter |
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JCorrado
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A Lament for Pete And here we mourn the fate of Octo-Pete The bravest far of all brave Ceph'lopods. Who tried the strangest, noblest Octo-feat And lived, despite the most unhappy odds For Pete and his staunch crew had drawn attack From filthsome pirates and their monkies foul And worse, Pete's ship for cannonballs did lack! The Captain, lost, thought to throw in the towel... But Pete was braver far than any 'round With verve and spunk beyond most mortal reach When ball nor shot nor ammo could be found He packed his squishy self into the breech. O pity Pete and mourn his little legs Alas! One tentacle and seven pegs. (By Johncorsair and Lidrasha, with an able assist by Crowsfoot) ---------------------------------------- Johncorsair. Watch this sig file for future signatures! |
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basam
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Eeek aaaaa ea eeee gak gaa ga geee ga goooo Eeeeek eeeee aaa aaa shreeeek saaaaaa saa saaaa ba beee, Mmmmmmm zeeee zaaa zaba za baaaaa eeeeee ba boooo. EeeeeeeeeK aaa eeee ba beeee za zeeee ma meeezeee. Zzzzzza eeeeezaaaa gak gaaaa, ga eeee saaazaaazaaa, Mmmmmm aaa za ma gak gaaaaa mmmmba aaa eee, Eeeeeek baa'eeeek aaaaaaba eeezaaa zzzaaakaaakaaaa! Oooooo'eee poooo'eee eeeek ma eeeek ka laakeee. Icoaaaaa uuuuma Zzzzzza gak ga eeee immmmm, Yeeeeee Mmmmmmm ga zzzezaaa zzzezooo zzzebooobaaa, Umiiiii Zaaaagak ga, goooooooo eeeeebaaabaaabiiiiim Gak gaaaa ga aaa ma zaaaa izeeefabaaa. Gooo ba beee, goobaaizaaa izaaazaaa Booo sanna see, mmmmmm ga mmmmmm ga immmmm zzzzzza. Of course, you don't really hear the depth of this sonnet unless you speak it underwater, 5 octaves and 20 decibels above a normal (human) speaking voice. ---------------------------------------- Basam/Johnbigbooty |
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Crystal
Joined: Jul 29, 2003 Posts: 636 Status: Offline |
Sheesh! Prime candidate for the mis-stressed syllable award, I'd have thought. ---------------------------------------- Crystalclaws of British Sea Power, Midnight Ocean Avatar by KingPriam! |
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Guest
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Meh! I'm an engineer* not an english major. *and not a very good one at that, be glad I'm in optics and not civil engineering. -Stevedave Who would win if the criteria were Haiku about feet. |
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Markoman
Joined: May 5, 2004 Posts: 2838 Status: Offline |
I am studying to be a mechanical. Yarr to poorly designed fighter jets. ---------------------------------------- Markozeta |
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draceran
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A Pirates Tale a pirate once said to me, listen, yer doing it all wrong! when yer sailing on the sea, sing a piratey song! listen to yer captain, flirt with em too, when ye set sail, make sure yer strapped in, and always have fun with yer crew! they bade me farwell, waved goodbye, i waved as well, and turned with a sigh, and looked for a job at the docks, as i knew then, that a piratey life ROCKS! ---------------------------------------- Kitties are sweet! |
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draceran
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little did i know then tjhat it was a group of octopi dressed up ;) ---------------------------------------- Kitties are sweet! |
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Akumu
 Joined: Mar 9, 2004 Posts: 745 Status: Offline |
When a Man Loves a Celphalopod Olivia! To me you are most dear, Depart that Cleaver man, please do, my sweet! His beard is very, very rough, I hear, And may scratch your beautiful octo-meat. Olivia, my oceanic love, Deny that fake upon which now you sit, I beg, elope tonight with me, my dove. To all, our endless love we must admit. It is not trivial, our love, that is. Just us, Olivia. Yes, you and I, For Cleaver claims you're his, and only his. We'll show them all, our love none can deny. Olivia, it seems we're meant to be. I ask, my sweet, how can ye not agree? |
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