Doggeral

On short poems

I will be concise and terse:
Doggerel ain't real verse.

Gasp!

I know it is cheating - but it is so apropos!

Ah, doggerel is ever gentle fun,
Though often much despised and seldom read,
This form has golden prizes seldom won,
And sure to fame and fortune seldom led.
I have seen verses hailed and decked with light,
But no light to our dim halls creeps and peeks,
To other poems is portioned sweet delight,
They say our chosen verse form sleeps and creaks!
I love to hear it spoke, yet well I know,
That other verses have a sweeter sound.
I grant my muse is deaf and rather slow,
And often, when she walks, trips to the ground,
And yet, by heav'n, I think dogg'rel as rare
As any verse that's formed by wit and air!

Andrew...

Here I must be terse and frank
I'd rather doggeral verse than blank.

My favorite poet is the Danish Architect/Mathemetician/poet Piet Hein. Do a websearch for 'Grooks'.

A couple (from memory, so pardon the mistakes...

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Hamlet Anno Domini

Coexistense
Or no existense

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Simply Assisting God

I am a simple artist
Molding my earthly clod
Humbly helping nature
Simply assisting God

Not that my help is needed
But somehow I understand
My maker has willed it that I too should have
Unmolded clay in my hand.

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The trick is to see how much meaning you can stuff into as few words as possible. I may have to revive the Limericks of Protest... once the news gets a little less grim.

If youse is taking orders how about kick startin' a never ending limmerick thread?

I've been wanting to do one, but it just wouldn't be right.

Ah, gentles all, from near and far
(with or without an avatar),
don't think me to be an old fart --
Just tried to give this a kick-start!
No rhyme, no meter, no decorum
is needed in this friendly forum.

When commanded by my good friend Craven
I must do as he says so he thinks i'm behavin'.

(Just posted Perpetual Limerick in the Original Writing catagory...)

Doggeral can be bilateral
Much the opposite of catteral

Spellcheck? What's that?

The doggerel seems to have stalled.
'Couplets' this thread should be called.

Dammit, I will take no slurs!
Catterel rocks, you knavish curs!

edgar and all, we have to thank
but the spell check bounced at the bank.

not knowing what doggerel are
i gives up and heads for the bar

P-dog, it's doggeral on this thread.
No doggerel here. I'm going to bed.

These couplets that rhyme
Are a waste of my time.

...not that there's anything wrong with that,
I hastily hasten to add.

Oh it need not be couplets
Nor nuthin' obtuse
any old rhyme
That would sound good to Seuss.

If yer daddy was a harbor seal,
would that make yer versifying pupperal?

But without a topic
My mind sails for the tropics
And I never find
A suitable rhyme
(Or slant, like this time.)
Now, if you can't stand a couplet,
I'd best lace up my doublet;
My man-boobs might scare
Merry Andrew away --
He'd just sulk over there
With nothing to say!



(OH, what crap!)

I'd write a verse for this thread,
Some silly lines squeezed out of my head,
But I'm stumped for a muse,
And so I'm posting this for a ruse.

Edgar blythe
Ith very nithe.
Maybe he'll potht twithe.
Onthe more ith thrithe.