Forgotten

[om3gag0th666]

From hands of Greats, I’m flung to find
reasons for all those whom resigned.
I know that few in time define
a skipping stone with pure design.

I wish I was a skipping stone,
upon the brilliant pond of mind;
I’d sparkle, skip, and sail alone
upon lagoon my talent thrown.

I have admired stones that skip
across the pond with softer clip;
Instead of those that splash and flip
those quick to dive are damned to slip.

Some Greatness runs in some alone
the brilliant mind is one unknown
despite the bounce and rippling tone
we sink no matter how we’re thrown.

[Pyre]

Excellent. I enjoy the feel and rhyming scheme of the poem; it really helps it flow well.

[Minyaliel]

Yes, good scheme... but... may I ask... what're you actually trying to say in this poem...? I think it might accidentally have slipped past while I was admiring the technical aspects of the poem. :P

[the_ink_bleeds_faster]

Wow! I love that. It's nicely put together, and by the reads of it, it seems that you spent plenty of time on it. Though I might be wrong. The flow of the stanzas are very nice.

[om3gag0th666]

I used assonance, consonance, sibilance, scansion, rhyme scheme, metaphors, etc.

The message is quite clear, well not really. There are a few messages, what the narrator wants in life and what a skipping stone really means, and the last two lines wrap everything up.

I only spent three hours on this; because I finally learned how to write in iambic tetrameter with relative ease. Normally a poem like this would have taken me anywhere from 10-30 hours just because of the meter.

[Nocturalis]

Very interesting. It seems to me as if it's at least partly about misrecognised talent or intellect.

Why do you spent three hours on such a tiny poem just to squeeze it into a metre?

[Pyre]

Because then he gets such compliments about the writing style.

[om3gag0th666]

Originally Posted by Nocturalis

Very interesting. It seems to me as if it's at least partly about misrecognised talent or intellect.

Why do you spent three hours on such a tiny poem just to squeeze it into a metre?

The ending is the simple metaphor: we all die regardless. The metaphors inbetween are the complicated ones. Anyone can get the grand meaning of the poem, but the small tidbits I shoved inbetween are different.

I like to write in meter, but I also like to use very precise diction, this poem was much worse before. I had finally worked this all out in about three hours.

One poem I wrote took twenty hours. That was before I could write in iambs very well. The iamb is the easy part actually, it's the word choice and layering that is difficult for me.

You should read the poem: Stopping By Woods On a Snowy Evening, by Robert Frost

It's virtually the same as this in meter, and stanza structure.

[Pyre]

Notice how nice Om3ga is to us when it is in his own thread in regards to complimenting his work?

I never cared so much about the style of my poetry. I write whatever comes to mind, and hope that it sounds decent. That might be why much of my poetry is of poor quality, however.

[om3gag0th666]

I actually am nicer when I am discussing an interest of mine. Poetry is a big interest of mine.

Also whatever comes to mind is a good rough-draft. Here try this:

Make your favorite drink, get a snack, sit down turn on your favorite music list or whatever, then just write. Do not stop for 30 minutes.

Look at it, pull it apart, rearrange it, see if you can find some poetic elements in it.

If you find something nice in there, build off of a FEW of those ideas.

Diction is about picking the right words, not the 'almost' right words, but the perfect ones.