Recent content by Charles MacAodh

When first I sat my eyes on thee A something in me sprung, And looked I down, and lo I see A bulging erection. Personally, I prefer poetry of a lewd and bawdy sort. but everyone has their taste.

If you like her, then you don't need to go all fancy and cliche with a poem, I think something more normal and direct would do, like a confession.

Shelley was a man.

Did culture die with Queen Victoria? Two blue lines on a canvas, wow, that's so deep.

Anyone can be a poet these day, just ignore meter scheme, rhyme, and now, you can even ignore coherency, just as long as it 'expresses one's feeling.' Thanks to Modern's poetry low standards, I think I'll take a shot at it- Mad Meg, with sword in hand A Ghastly legion she did command To...