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What about that poem that won so many awards, it went like this:

Why?


lol, I couldn't believe it when I heard about it but then I found it online and it was something that someone really did write.
 
Haiku haiku hai
Ku Haiku Haiku Haiku
Haiku Haiku... hai.

When I write Haikus
I count them with my fingers.
Five, seven then five.
 
Wow, I always thought the shortest Poem was:

Adam Had'em

That was Beaten by Mohammed Ali at Harvard, when the Crowd shouted

"Give us a Poem"

he replied:

"Me, oui!"

I guess I can top that :

"I"

Anhar
 
I consider many songs to be poetry. For instance, "Trees" by Rush:

There is unrest in the forest
There is trouble with the trees
For the maples want more sunlight
And the oaks ignore their pleas

The trouble with the maples
(and they’re quite convinced they’re right)
They say the oaks are just too lofty
And they grab up all the light
But the oaks can’t help their feelings
If they like the way they’re made
And they wonder why the maples
Can’t be happy in their shade

There is trouble in the forest
And the creatures all have fled
As the maples scream `oppression!`
And the oaks, just shake their heads

So the maples formed a union
And demanded equal rights
’the oaks are just too greedy
We will make them give us light’
Now there’s no more oak oppression
For they passed a noble law
And the trees are all kept equal
By hatchet,
Axe,
And saw

lyrics by Neil Peart
 
I. LOVE. RUSH. My favorite band.

Neil is a poet... oh, and he's pretty good on the drums as well. Go Ghost Rider, go!
 
A few more Rush songs offered as poetry...

"Losing It"

The dancer slows her frantic pace
In pain and desperation,
Her aching limbs and downcast face
Aglow with perspiration

Stiff as wire, her lungs on fire,
With just the briefest pause
The flooding through her memory,
The echoes of old applause.

She limps across the floor
And closes her bedroom door...

The writer stare with glassy eyes
Defies the empty page
His beard is white, his face is lined

And streaked with tears of rage.

Thirty years ago, how the words would flow
With passion and precision,
But now his mind is dark and dulled
By sickness and indecision

And he stares out the kitchen door
Where the sun will rise no more...

Some are born to move the world
To live their fantasies
But most of us just dream about
The things we'd like to be
Sadder still to watch it die
Than never to have known it
For you, the blind who once could see
The bell tolls for thee...

lyrics by Neil Peart


"Closer to the Heart"

And the men who hold high places
Must be the ones to start
To mould a new reality
Closer to the heart

The blacksmith and the artist
Reflect it in their art
Forge their creativity
Closer to the heart

Philosophers and ploughmen
Each must know his part
To sow a new mentality
Closer to the heart

You can be the captain
I will draw the chart
Sailing into destiny
Closer to the heart

lyrics by Neil Peart & Peter Talbot
 
That was very cool. I'm suprised at the quality of the cg. (I have seen a lot of student crap from the university of utah)

Thank you for posting that!
 
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