Grammar is a piano I play by ear. All I know about grammar is its power.
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Sonnet 63: Oh Grammar Rules
Oh grammar rules, oh now your virtues show
So children still read you with awefull eyes,
As my young dove may in your precepts wise
Her grant to me, by her own virtue know.
For late, with heart most high, with eyes most low,
I crav'd the thing which ever she denies:
She, lightning Love, displaying Venus' skies,
Lest once should not be heard, twice said, 'No, No.'
Sing then, my Muse, now Io Paean sing,
Heav'n's envy not at my high triumphing:
But grammar's force with sweet success confirm:
For grammar says (oh this, dear Stella, weigh,)
For grammar says (to grammar who says nay?)
That in one speech two negatives affirm.
poem by Philip Sidney
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Grammar school never taught me anything about grammar.
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Ninja Shuriken
Now the time
is come. For us
ninja to fight.
Just because the Samurai
are strong, doesn't mean we're not
Stronger. Ninja are fast and sneaky. We
have abilities that would blow your mind.
Unless of course, you know our ways. We are
real in every way. You just got to believe
in us. You got to
know, that we're strong. Stronger than the Samurai.
Enjoy watching the fight. For the
ninja has this battle won. Samurai will be defeated.
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Authors Note: I know the grammar part for the now the time is come is wrong. Cuz is should be are and I'd prefer it that way but This is an acrostic poem and I couldn't think up a sentence for I to go along with the story, so I used wrong grammar for it. Trust me, I didn't want to do that but I did. Guess it's a good thing that grammar ain't all that important when it comes to poetry. That's what my teacher said and I believe her. She did go to college and Idc what anyone else says about my grammar on here. My teacher said grammar ain't that important when it comes to poetry/poems and so I'm gonna listen to her.
If you read down, it says ninja shuriken.
poem by Ninja Soul
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Grammar is the logic of speech, even as logic is the grammar of reason.
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Grammar and logic free language from being at the mercy of the tone of voice. Grammar protects us against misunderstanding the sound of an uttered name; logic protects us against what we say have double meaning.
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For All Pianos All Around The World
pi
piano
piano use
piano key
piano roll
piano wire
piano note
pianoforte
piano store
piano pedal
piano bench
piano effect
piano sound
piano string
piano mover
piano maker
piano music
piano action
piano player
piano lesson
piano design
piano course
piano soloist
piano tuning
piano recital
piano replica
piano sonata
piano rhythm
piano sample
piano teacher
piano program
piano concerto
piano repertoire
piano brand name
anno piano twenty twelve
poem by Nicolas Grenier
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Artist as verb
Perhaps the world is more grammatical
than grammar: reveals itself, a little coded –
as codes tempt, when grammar hides
under the guise of schoolmaster:
the artist, say, as verb:
as the verb, to be:
luring the mighty subject
beyond all thought, to become
an object we can all enjoy:
the sculptor, deep within his isness,
praying with his chisel
so that Krishna cannot but consent;
entering this stone;
the poet, listening to
the Word behind all words,
charming the spirit of all things
to make all objects sacred in our eyes;
the musician, listening to the silence,
as through his being, pass
worlds of knowledge beyond all words..
we, as heaven’s verb,
watching as subject, object,
make themselves a mirror for each other.
Grammar could be love.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Love's Grammar Book
I love you.
That's it, really.
all there is to say.
sums it up.
in a nutshell.
the long and the short of it.
the be-all and the end-all.
I know what I mean;
you know what I mean.
more or less.
we know what I mean.
most of the time.
But though love's sometimes
best defined by silence
it may be good
to say a few good words
since you, and love, have taught me
love's grammar-book:
I love 'love'.
though love as noun is difficult to define.
I love love as an adjective:
love's.. just lovely, isn't it?
But most of all
I love love as verb.
and this I know:
this my love's active voice:
I love. (you) .
I loved you. How well I remember.
I have loved you. I'm so grateful for that.
I shall love you. That I promise.
and when all is done, I'll be proud to remember that
I shall have loved you;
and that
we shall have loved.
And in love's passive voice,
I'm so blessed that
I am loved;
rejoice in the hope that
I shall be loved
and promise that
you shall be loved.
I'll always be blessed that
I have been loved.
and that I can say
you shall have been loved (forever) .
Then there are love's moods
as they're called in grammar:
the indicative - I love you; do you love me?
the exciting imperative mood:
'Love me, do - I promise I'll be true...' or better,
'Love me! Now! ';
the subjunctive mood
which is rather subtler in other languages:
'Don't leave me, please';
'May we love each other till we die...';
'If only you were to love me
as much as I love you..'
And then, those other parts of speech
that few of us get around to sorting out
but all lurking there under 'amo'
in the Latin grammar-book of love:
The perfect infinitive:
'It is better - to have loved - and lost - than
not -to have loved -at all';
that great feeling
called future infinitive:
to be about to love;
and that dizzy future infinitive passive:
to be about to be loved;
the gerund:
'Oh the loving and the kissing
and the kissing and the loving...';
that cautious supine:
'in order to love...';
the passive imperative -
the parents' wish (with qualifications) :
'let her be loved'...
and that loaded gerundive:
'fit to be loved'...
All of which, I hope, leaves you
in that state curiously undefined
by grammar -
a sort of active gerundive:
'fit to love' - to love
love's grammar-book
in full
for love conquers all, it's said,
even a hatred of grammar.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Poem super fast
Nothing is certain
Go with fountain
Be sure
Life is in vain.
2
Catch train
go for fain.
3
Present is yours
Neither past
Nor future.
4
O my soul
Come and
Wash my coal
See I am yours
This is the identification
Mark the mole.
5
Grammar is man-made
Not poem.
Go with poem
Forgetting word
sentences rules
Regulations of grammar.
6
Water is burning
Air is burning
Sky is burning
Still fire is not there
And this earth.
7
Only love I want
I am the product of love.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Soul, Life...
no poem teaches us poetry
not an ant
thology of laureated
poets, the books of grammar
teaches only
places and the pauses
like a flower arrangement
do you still have life?
it is the one that teaches
all things and leads you
to all places
grammar and then
metaphors of
what sorrows, lamentations,
grief, greed,
joys, ecstacies.
bliss,
it is the vase with water
the one in the garden that you choose to cut
and aver and adore
not books, not other person's poems
yours truly....
do you have a soul?
it is
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I used to go with him and I'd sometimes play, take over from him. That was my first taste of the music business, I suppose, but I was also in the youth orchestra at Johnston Grammar.
quote by Trevor Horn
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Eleven Questions Seems Unreasonably Excessive?
her ready excuse was valid
eleven questions to answer critique
plus own opinions references
only a 1500 word count
a rather unreasonable word count?
unless using bad grammar!
really since when has using bad
grammar ever been a good option in
meeting English essay requirements?
solutions combine a few questions?
difficult compound complex sentences
might provide an answer succinct
personal opinion?
references reduce to surname in text
get smart limit to data most important
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Broken Verbs and Writers Block
I coddle these Broken Verbs
hold them to light
to see if they will move me
beyond this adjectival, noun less state.
I am all Metaphor and Simile
swimming in Transitivity;
in my Pluperfectness.
My Gerunds
and Participles dangle
my Clauses fragment;
when I speak
I know only Dark Words
and Raven Poems.
Today I am tense;
less.
My Grammar is broken
my etiology's vague
and my words
have different and even
contradictory meanings.
I am reading the dictionary-
definition of Happiness;
it is confusing;
and depressing.
Look it up you will see.
So here now
I construct
Ist person sentences
to be
a step beyond
what Grammar I am today.
And each time I get
to the very last Clause
and the Period end
of the day.
Relieved.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Poet child and grammar
No grammar is needed
In a child's world
In a poet's world
In the world of love
The poet the child
Are living always
And no one can put them
In trouble water
Poet is a free bird
With his words his languages
His dreams are with him
He is sharing his dreams
His thoughts that is
His greatness.
Leave the poet alone
Leave the child alone
Leave them to smile to laugh
To love to live
You can apply them as they are
You can put them on your own way
And in regular form and understand
On your own what they expressed
Beyond vocabulary beyond grammar
And see everything is alright.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Hardest to Forgive
My heart wants a metaphor
Loud and wide
And limitless
A long river of confidence
(A virtuoso of love)
To ride inside you.
And through you
As it fills through me.
Changing me.
A beautiful metaphor
Locked inside my skin.
My blood swirls for you
Deep into the stems and limbs
Of frozen grammar.
My grammar unhinged
From my intellect and calm
The basest form I cover
Quietly.
My heart speaks for you.
How she recites into the deepest hours
The laws and penalties of your charm.
My lips fastened shut
Swollen with everything
When I touch you
So to not shame the measure
Of our company
With the speech
Hardest to forgive.
poem by Masiela Lusha
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The Grammar Nazi
She doesn't goose step when she passes me by
She never says 'Sieg Heil' when I say 'hi'
She wears no insignia on her arm or upon her chest
And nowhere on her, do I see a swastika crest,
She looks so peaceful and happy from what I see
She smiles and jokes and laughs so happily
But then her demeanor changes in the wink of an eye
She becomes someone else, whom I hate and despise,
When I write her a message to talk about my day
I could almost hear her swearing though I am miles away
I could see her beating her fist down upon her hand or her desk
While correcting my wording and the spelling that's in my text,
She says my messages they must always be decoded
As my sentence structure to her is rotted away and eroded
She is evil and hateful when she curses me on my grammar
Then all I hear from her is nothing, but her constant yammer,
What ever happened to the person that she was once before
As she has never been judgmental or ever fought in a war
Who do you blame besides her schooling to some degree
Look and listen to her now, she's became a grammar Nazi
poem by Randy McClave
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Piano {Klavier}
They say to me
Open this door
curiosity screams
Whatever could it be
Back behind that door
A piano
The keys are all dusty
The strings are all untuned
Back behind that door
At the piano
But she plays no more
It so long ago
On the piano
She's who I hear
She began to play
She took my breath away
She said to me too
That I'll stay with you
But it just seemed to be
She played alone for me
I poured her blood
On the fire of my rage
I locked up her shrine
They questioned in time
At the piano
She's who I hear
She began to play
She took my breath away
At the piano
I stand by her
But it just seemed to be
She played alone for me
They opened up the door
And how they cried
I heard her mother plea
her father struck out at me
They tore her from her chair
No one believed me there
I was so insane
With the strech and the pain
At the piano
She's who I hear
She began to play
She took my breath away
At the piano
She's who I hear
As I began to play
I took her breath away
song performed by by Rammstein
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I play the piano a lot at home. I write songs on the piano and guitar. I would like to actually play piano on stage. I don't think I'll get the chance for a while.
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Grammar, which knows how to control even kings.
When money talks, nobody notices what grammar it uses.