late coffee poem
Late night coffee, how very European
Though they may not have meant at 1am
You only live once, and it may be quite short
So indulge, treat yourself, this isn’t all for naught.deleted by creator
I am very confused by this new platform but I managed to bumble my way here from reddit. Hi DT! I missed you.
Just went out to bring the bin in and it looked like I’d taken up smoking again, fookin cold!
stupid self shite
i’m a nerd, im a dork
i like veggies, i like pork
i had tea, i stay up late
im full of guilt and shame
i like wine, i like beer
i like coffee in the eve
you know i really wish that i weren’t so lameI am cold, I am tired
Better get up or I’m gonna get fired!
It’s a poetry war
On the daily thread
Are you gonna join the rap
Or are you staying in bed?dear raven poem
Dear Raven, my friend, this is no war,
Poetry brings us together, an open door.
All are welcome here to write and rhyme,
Express thyself, in or out of time.
Worry not about beats, no beatings today,
Just peace, and venting, in a fun way.
So come join us, write a fine ditty,
We are just humans, and we’re all so pretty!My dear StudChud I am properly chastened
Into a battle I should not have hastened
It’s the daily thread, here for friends and fun
And the beats and rhymes are for everyonethe joy of prose i suppose
No shame to be had, only joyous celebration!
The dawn is upon us, a cold but welcome revelation.
For most are readying, eating, and showering,
To work all day under their bosses brows, glowering
But this thread, daily and constant, bring hope to us suffering
That we are accepted, a rare and wonderful thing <3
Hell naw! this is a war
'cos writings what I live for
You better be on your game
If you think you can tame
This beast, and make a name
For yourself. I ain’t play’nstupid rap
Yo, sit down and check it
Before you mess up
And wreck it
This is a war of attrition
My rhymes are not missin’
We all know I’m winnin’
In this game of prose-chicken
So be aware of where you tread
Don’t let the rhymes go to your head
Though poems aren’t my buttered bread
My lines are tight and won’t be shredYo chill playa, i weren’t talkin no smack
But shit, now that you’re bringin’ it… Your rhymes are whack
They lackin’, you slackin’, you tracking to go broke
This ain’t no joke. Your rhymes, yeh they keep time
But mine? They come with that essence, that effervescence
Maybe I’ll teach you some time if you can keep that ego in line
🎤⬇️🤛lame reply poem
I fell asleep before I saw this diss,
You win, my friend, sorry for this.
I didn’t turn up and reply in rhyme,
Your word’s superior, for now and all time.\o7
Unpopular opinion, but it seems like the mods little protest is working. Most members are pissed about all the Florida posts, 90% of the DT is people whinging about it. I don’t imagine anyone who stumbles across the sub now would want to stay
I wonder if it’s worth a few of us dropping into the DT to say where the real convo’s at. But I also don’t want all the Reddit drama to end up here so…
I have done that on a very limited basis, but it feels like I’m a cult member handing out flyers at a train station.
