Talk:Rosalind Picard/Poetry

Latest comment: 16 years ago by Jim62sch in topic Ottava Rima

Ottava Rima

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Ottava Rima works her magic
And yet the meaning is obscured
In a way that truly is so tragic
but by many is ignored
The truth she hides in a whitewash attic
Where other myths are stored
None of which’s held in high regard
When the alleg’d victim is Rose Picard. •Jim62sch•dissera! 00:10, 6 May 2008 (UTC)Reply

To dance a dance, one must follow in turn
Iambic form, or will their partner go;
Stay with the beat or be you forced to yearn,
And crave after meaning! Will you say no?
Your form is brute, your words do only burn
Paltry readers, whose delicate minds so
Desiring beauty and all they will get
Is unpolished words saying only
- :) Ottava Rima (talk) 01:20, 6 May 2008 (UTC)Reply

To dance a dance without stepping 'pon feet
To hear the song in their ears with a hum
That gathers long the imperial beat
That peasants hear as funereal drums
And yet as I in th'Imperial seat
Care not a whit for the bleating of bums
For they whine in tune to the sounds of night
Mistaking joy for their incessive plight.  :) •Jim62sch•dissera! 01:52, 6 May 2008 (UTC)Reply
To wash some whites, to bleach the rest,
Quietly now, or they shall hear;
The topic long past, that awful pest
Why ever would one keep it near?
A quicker pace, a turn thats best
And words that shall confuse a seer:
The topic we can soon ignore,
Because wasn't it just a bore?
- :) Ottava Rima (talk)
That topic past, today it burns,
That topic passed, in olden days
As truth t'all to whom hea'n yearned
The Primal dream of the godly gaze
Still they flock, hist'ry unlearned
to learn is naught but to be amased
By fairy tales and other dreams
Virtue engender'd is all it seems.  :) •Jim62sch•dissera! 02:20, 6 May 2008 (UTC)Reply
Is that whisper heard I come near
Messenger of that coming night?
Sweet death's little brother none fear
And few of him would ever fright,
But he of course can make it clear
To silence words with his soft might.
And as the moon beckons me so
I'm 'fraid that I must stop and go.
- Ottava Rima (talk) 03:40, 6 May 2008 (UTC)Reply
I must quit drinking the bong water. OrangeMarlin Talk• Contributions 02:55, 6 May 2008 (UTC)Reply
A new day rises from the bong
Of life and its secrets beheld
'Til sweet death's brother comes along;
Was not by fear many were felled
But 'pon hearing the dirgy song
They curl up and die, bloodless wells
Nay I must stop, ‘tis misery
To speak of death on wiki-P. •Jim62sch•dissera! 18:33, 6 May 2008 (UTC)Reply


Wikipedia Unbound
Of editors, partisans, and those
Of themselves only they care that I sing,
In times when issues not import, I suppose,
Take precedence over those who can bring
Great changes, just helpful; though we once chose
To make Verify and Civil our king,
But these great monarchs now apparent slain,
Leaving only Mischief and Discord reign.
And when editors continue their way,
Constant bicker and controversy stale,
I will tell things not attempted today:
The fight is pointless, the matter is pale,
(In compare with other pages I say)
So why join Frenzy, Whine, Complain and Rail?
By poor talents sufficient for the task
I will before all the matter unmask.
Most generous people (and those of less),
I beseech you to listen to my plea
And stop this redundant editing mess;
Thats all I want, all that ever can be,
Since circular fighting is all I see.
Does she matter, really? To you or me?
I think not. But she is a person, now,
And then why all of this struggle allow?
Simply I put, and simply it is now
To see that she is just a scientist,
But not, it seems, of research's sacred cow
A worshiper, of "fact" in its purest.
Instead she of faith and cynic allow
Doubt to exist; Really? Is this the gist?
A simple signature proves anything not
But causes problems, and thats what we got.
Stop your fighting, please go along your way!
One line, two lines, does it even matter?
What do you hope to prove now if you stay?
But of course, the attacks are to flatter
Opinions, this is clear as night and day.
Why not think of others, stop the clatter,
And go edit pages that dire need work
Instead of staying here to fight and lurk.
I tell you this (and I beseech you all!)
She doesn't matter, her import too low,
She can't harm to you bring, her power small,
Nor does she care of which way that you go
But only of her self and of how you call
Negative 'tention upon her page so;
Tis said, tis hurts, to be part of dispute
That seeks only to ruin one's repute.
Many are details left and details right
Fly around the page like mock angels warre,
Heavenly knights that are of Milton's sight,
And want to take this epic challenge more.
But does this prove your editing might
When in this page trapp'd by Drama's lure?
There is no reason found during this age
To claim such things ever increase a page.
But fight on ye will, oh how you care not!
So far, now, you continue on and on,
And, by you, shall this be poor Wiki's lot
To be cast aside for your egos fawn.
Are there none out there dismayed and distraught?
Oh Fate! Oh Fortune! Whichever you don,
Please free the abused from your horrid clutch.
How can my words really implore too much?
False warriors fight and rage upon the field,
Editing whatever they want and care
Without ever wanting to stop or yield
An inch of this ground that we all should share.
But Truth, though battered, away not yet sealed
Still guides us; sweet Beauty tries to prepare
A time and place when the fighting will stop,
When we will all be willing to co-op.
The time is soon here; the time has not past.
Now, lay down your arms and look at it clear
And witness the destruction that comes fast
From petty fighting. Don't you see? I fear
That few will realize, or come to at last,
There lacks a point. Wiki to us is dear,
So why don't we treat her well and show care
By stopping this fighting over split hair?
- Ottava Rima (talk) 13:40, 7 May 2008 (UTC)Reply
OK, that was good - very good in fact. I don't necessarily mean that as an endorsement of the gist, but I'm quite impressed -- and I'm not easily impressed. In fact, it reminds me a bit of Byron's Don Juan. Very cool. •Jim62sch•dissera! 21:39, 7 May 2008 (UTC)Reply