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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=448219" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Language Scrum</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">It was a gathering of the Metaphors<br>who likened all things<br>to all other things<br>never identifying Essences; <br>leaving nothing as the core..</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Similes arrived stating triumphantly that<br>they were superior to the merely metaphoric<br>and especially to the Gerunds.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Nouns were enraged<br>claiming that they were the origins of things named<br>and all that could be named.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They all held the Dangling Participle in contempt<br>whose cohorts hung at the end of the table<br>speaking in sentences fragmenting.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Pluperfect laid claim to wedding the Past<br>and Present<br>and to having had given birth to Language.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Action Verbs demurred claiming that all history<br>depended upon them and their meanings and consequences.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'We are action' they said<br>'you are all after-thoughts and musings.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So it was the Poetry Slam<br>the battle of the Language Parts<br>cogitating on sentences<br>and what they mean.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Metaphor opened saying 'poetry is contest-<br>a battle of words in the arena of created meaning-<br>designed to feed the brain, open the mind; <br>give sight to the blind.'<br> <br>'We are all part of a wagon wheel<br>and each of us has only a spoken<br>truth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Yes' Simile said 'we are all like angry rose buds<br>trying to bloom.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Verbatim declared that all Poetry<br>was based on faith and faith alone.<br>Anything else was Untruth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Gerund hung back claiming all meaning is hidden by<br>hidden meaning and that clarity was mystical.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So in the scrum, no one was able to find the ball.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And then they all went home.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Lonnie+Hicks">Lonnie Hicks</a><div class=q>
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