sac-ora (the Art of verbal combat)

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sac-ora
the Art of
verbal combat
rule number one
recommends advantage
             terrain

it's not enough to win
arguments are struggles
          of the within
     to repel another's
to empower their will
           two rule

choice of realms
for battle grounds
the dance of anger spun
words fired like bullets
             from a gun

do four eyes see
  the same sphere?
      the same way
  even if it were
   the same day
indifference
in views

   Prestige undone
     rule number five
    will pride survive
it was always better
to be silent than to
open your mouth and
spew your knowledge
    your emotions
your limitations
     patience?

but beware the swarm
the sting of truth
the majority rule
       and as a rule
         sack is six
        listen to this
leaving unwanted spoils
     in public byways
is just plain 'nasty'

mother always said
don't put your dirty
laundry out for all to
                    see
             draws flys

it's said to catch
     flies use honey
      bee's precious
            tribute
      forum colony
    working together
   to enrich the world
      with sweet nectar
sadly that's selective

each chamber life
in different degree
   a choice to be free
   a choice to disagree
bound by the same traits
                  to win
              the favor
               of the
              Queen

to sac-ora this I plea~
for life is a honeycomb
           can't you see
       a honeycomb tree
   we're writing bees
           ora cutie

         verbal combat
rule number sixty nine
        for what left
  between your teeth
                today
may bite you in the ass
               tomorrow

for if it is not sac-ora
the Art of verbal combat
             it is a spat
               a squabble
          a mental rumble
          eight ate hate
    words are straight
      from the soul

Verbal combat
rule number ten
doesn't matter who lost
          or who may win
it's pride mixed with honor
       respect blended with
                correctness
courage to do what's right
                to humble
   in the house of another

         to be remembered
      not only for the way
          we stood or stand
       but the words we said
                the feelings
                    we bred
      or the tears we shed

  


      

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sacksackover 19 years ago
Wow, a poem dedicated to me......

Glad my public comments riled you up to anger enough to write a better than average poem. Of course, there is a world of difference between deliberately hurting/criticising another and honestly questioning structural/spelling/grammatical aspects of a poem. That is what I do with yours, because I do think you are open-minded enough to improve, or at least try to best realize your "Art".(sorry for the pun!)

When I look at my 550+ public comments, I realize it has been a long journey. Probably my typical "love letter" verbiage helps little, except to ego boost the authors. Guess I could have remained anonymous from the beginning, but we all learn from healthy verbal combat. Most of my thoughts are very encouraging and positive, I do tend to be much harder on poems because in my opinion, it's fatally easy to botch up a poem. Everyone hopefully strives to be better in their craft, and if you perceive in my comments a "verbal stink bomb" that incites you to more improved writing, than comrade, I shall bomb away!!

PS- Watch out for "two" and "too"! (BOOM!!)

Sack-aura

WickedEveWickedEveover 19 years ago
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