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Poetry: The moron inside all our souls.

2012-09-01 01:26:53 by Emptygoddess

I think i heard from some lit professors once that poetry was the voice of the soul.

I gotta say, I think that means that most of us have morons for souls. Or a stupid little soul moron living inside our soul like a soul golem that's a moron. Especially me. I recently started a poetry blog. In which I write poetry. This is not a good thing.

Here is what I have been told is the BEST of the poems I have written:

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On top of a mountain crisscrossed with bones
there stands one creature all alone
with eyes of fire that steam forth hate
and a bill that's black ass hell's gate
there waits, the doom duck.

The bodies of those that have come before
litter around his blood stained floor
There is no hope for those that come
He's faced a million, you are but one
He doth be, the doom duck.

Red of feather, from all the blood
His soul as bitter and cold as frozen mud
he does not only slaughter, he prefers to maim
so he can hear the dying call out his name.
The name, of the doom Duck.

Fear sustains him as a fine wine
And he guards the clock that ticks down time
The end of days can not be stopped
the fowl feathered shadow is about to drop
the beating wings, of the doom duck.

So give into despair and give into defeat
Go home to your family, cook some meat
smile and laugh and have a grand time
forget all about this silly little rhyme
forget all about, the doom duck.

DOOM DUCK!

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That is the best poem, apparently. I've been doing the blog for a month. Attempting to average a poem a day. Ouch. They range from things about cookies and naked people. Fetishes about grass. Things like that. Some of them are even about stuff like death. Super seeeerious terrible trite stuff.

http://hundredpoemshundreddays.blogspot.com/

Read it and despair. Or don't read it and just you know, live a life of normal.


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GianniGianni

2012-09-01 01:46:32

The problem with poems
Is that even if
They don't make sense
Even if the problem is
That if they even sense
Art and soul.
Soul and art.
Art and soul.

May I one day use one of these for something rather nefarious?

Emptygoddess responds:

Uh... no? Because I don't want to find someone murdered and like a poem of mine written in blood over the dead body. That'd look bad.


JBKJBK

2012-09-01 01:51:38

I know what you mean. I have a drawer full of journals of poems/lyrics.
Drawer. I hate the word and the way it is spelled.

Emptygoddess responds:

As do I. I say we spell it with a Z.


APXypherAPXypher

2012-09-01 06:00:13

I seek,
I seek,
I seek,
of the things I wanted.

I found,
so what?
I can't say that I won't seek no more;
I seek.

I seek,
I seek,
I seek,
until I reach the period* of my life.

*Period in this case, is the end of a sentence. Don't mess it up with period that means an amount of time.

Emptygoddess responds:

I'll decide what words I think words are, thank you very much.


theshystertheshyster

2012-09-01 15:29:24

Trying to keep motivation for writing is rather hard, thinking of things in different format and doing it frequently a bit harder so. But reading your work is a rather refreshing change of pace. Haven't seen this much randomness in awhile. :D

Emptygoddess responds:

Tomorrow I might write a poem about lasers. Probably not though.


PegasuPegasu

2012-09-01 17:47:49

that would be a great song dood i liek ducks and appocalipticky creatures and this doom duck guy is both
i also liked sky bear
but do you know if it is really about something besides a really badass duck?

Emptygoddess responds:

It's about the delusions of justice we all feel, as we face the solipsist nature of society and how we're all trapped in a pentopticon.

Yaknow. Deeeeeep stuuuuuff.


AdidaasAdidaas

2012-09-01 20:49:25

Poetry, the best immediate healing source to a recent break up. Atleast that's what I always done, because I'm so manly.

Emptygoddess responds:

Manly it up dude.


themysterymeatmanthemysterymeatman

2012-09-01 21:50:59

Shoutouts to Hell's black ass.

Emptygoddess responds:

And heaven's white breasts.


PegasuPegasu

2012-09-01 22:08:49

oh now i get it
niec dood

Emptygoddess responds:

Righto man alive.


ThundaboomThundaboom

2012-09-01 23:52:45

Do you still wish you were taller?

Emptygoddess responds:

Every day.


SteinbergSteinberg

2012-09-02 03:01:19

This is awesome! Not to sound creepy or anything, but everytime I see your name in the artist news I have to click it, and I always like it.
Your writing skills are amazing Good job.

Emptygoddess responds:

A bit creepy, but also complimentary! I dub you the creepy complimenter.


LyleMcDouchebagLyleMcDouchebag

2012-09-02 18:51:14

Sometimes I wipe my butt too hard and it bleeds a little bit

Emptygoddess responds:

Actually that's most likely from a hemorrhoids or an anal fissure not from how hard you whipe. For information about dealing with these anoying but generally not dangerous medical condition see:

http://www.webmd.com/a-to-z-guide s/hemorrhoids-topic-overview

and

http://www.medicinenet.com/anal_f issure/article.htm


hydragonhydragon

2012-09-06 01:43:18

I wish you posted your random thoughts more, your thing about scissors still makes me laugh

Emptygoddess responds:

Yes, but how many people had to get scissors lodged in their brain for you to get that post?

None of them are laughing.

Except the ones with brain damage that makes it so they find everything super funny.


hydragonhydragon

2012-09-07 02:49:24

Have you been writing anything else lately? I've read all your posts here, your comic thing and am gonna be reading your poems now, so if there's anything else you've done I'd love to see it

Emptygoddess responds:

I'm not very prolific I'm afraid.


smchronossmchronos

2012-12-13 00:29:33

Doom duck, indeed.

Emptygoddess responds:

Exactly what i'm talking about.