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Post by dtpollitt on Mar 22, 2006 23:21:57 GMT -5
Okay...
Anyone know what facebook is? Sorta like myspace but it's a social network for college and high school people...Well my buddies and I started a group titled "Remembering Lem". We were joking around and created a few haikus in tribute to Lem. I thought it would be funny to throw them up here and see what everone else can come up with...So, Remembering Lem or otherwise, feel free to post your own!!!
Haiku Rules:
Seventeen-syllable verse form, arranged in three lines of five, seven and five syllables.
(courtesy of Google
My haiku:
******** Lem - Shotgun Wielding Spiked Hair Hearthrob Badass; YUM! Mara Stupid Bitch ********
My buddies:
************************* Curtis Lemansky Grenade f*cking Blew Him Up Vandrell is a Dick *************************
I thought they were pretty funny.
--Dan
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Post by -|E|- on Mar 23, 2006 0:19:30 GMT -5
Brutal and shocking I can not believe he's gone I cried til I puked
Big blond badass babe Heart, soul, and conscience to boot DIE SHANE DIE YOU ASS
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Post by -|E|- on Mar 23, 2006 1:02:32 GMT -5
Not my best work, but I think this is theraputic....
The grenade went BOOM Murdering your friend was weak You were his last word
Thanks for the sandwich I'll share it with St. Peter At the pearly gates
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Post by I Adore Ronnie on Mar 23, 2006 1:10:40 GMT -5
I actually really love those. Both have great imagery. I suck with lyrics (great with computers though, heh) so I won't attempt one myself.
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Post by striketeamwashere on Mar 23, 2006 12:01:38 GMT -5
No reason to die for Lem was loyal to the very end Shane is a big idiot
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Post by -|E|- on Mar 23, 2006 12:15:24 GMT -5
Brother betrayal You gotta be shittin me His last word was "Shaaaaaane"
Message board smartass Spreading sick testimony Twisted mind of poo
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Post by qb on Mar 23, 2006 13:47:54 GMT -5
Banjo playing hick kills the beefy surfer-cop: finale synopsis
Oh why, Shawn Ryan did you kill our Lem that way? one last whisper, "Shane..."
TSR women weeping Blade "boo hoo's" our tearful posts I can't watch again
Shane must pay for this if not by Vic's hand, then by eating his own gun
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Post by jwc53531 on Mar 23, 2006 19:52:26 GMT -5
grenade blows up Lem but Shane is wearing his gloves I eat my sandwich
are you happy now the ghost of Terry finds Vic Ronnie sweeps for bugs
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Post by -|E|- on Mar 23, 2006 21:57:19 GMT -5
I swear, this is really theraputic. It's a really easy pentameter to grasp, and nothing has to rhyme. Just make sure the correct number of SYLLABLES (not words) are in each line:
the first line has five the second one has seven and last there is five
i loved lem so much my heart aches over the loss shane must pay for this
claudette rules the barn will dutch discover the truth? the window was down
truck tracks in the dirt where did lem get the sandwich? shane was without tail
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Post by Maggie1956 on Mar 24, 2006 1:44:38 GMT -5
I swear, this is really theraputic. It's a really easy pentameter to grasp, and nothing has to rhyme. Just make sure the correct number of SYLLABLES (not words) are in each line: Good poetry, E! Would you consider renaming the thread for all poetry rather than just haiku? You've wakened up my poetic muse, a slumbering beast who may nag me into writing blank verse or even limericks about The Shield. The poetry geek in me must point out that while haiku has a pleasing form, it isn’t pentameter. Meter is the cadence of a poem, and pentameter is a line consisting of five accented syllables. Traditional sonnets are written in pentameter…and I’m going to stop myself before I start babbling about the iambs and troches and the difference between Shakespearean or Petrarchian sonnets and did you know that Rondel meant a form of poetry before it meant a gangsta with a big gold “R” on a chain? Wait…I promised I was going to stop babbling poetry geek stuff. Ahem. Sorry. I haven’t written a sonnet in years and I’m pretty rusty, but I’ll give it a shot because Lem deserves all the tributes we can make. They seemed heroic back in epi one; The outcome justified their wicked way. Vic beat a skeevy perv, well that was fun! But Terry’s death turned me sick and gray. Rules were broken, thin blue lines were crossed The Strike Team gave their all to dodging blame. Blood was spilled, innocence was lost, And ill-got gains were fed into a flame. Goddamn Shane for trying to be a player. The best-laid plans were made but fell to dust. Crimes to cover crimes, layer on layer. ‘Till brother looked at brother with mistrust. Now all Shane’s tears and Vic’s dark vows can never Bring back the hero who is gone forever. ETA: Reading back over this thread...there's a lot of great imagery in everyone's haiku (haikus? Haiki???). CC has a very morbid sense of humor - I so love that in a person!
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Post by jwc53531 on Mar 24, 2006 16:48:58 GMT -5
this is way too much fun
my tires have gone flat the Zzyxx offramp is here a new Blade perhaps
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Post by -|E|- on Mar 24, 2006 17:30:19 GMT -5
I agree.
Gourmet Quick Mealers Owned by Detective Billings A grey area?
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Post by I Adore Ronnie on Mar 25, 2006 17:28:17 GMT -5
Maggie - that was beautiful! I loved it! Okay, I'm making an attempt here. My brain was on over-drive last night when I was trying to sleep, so bear with me on these. I have a few themes throughout that you may notice, lol. I mostly are writing from Lem's view or Shanes's (I actually got more into Shane's - Lem's pain was quick but Shane's will haunt him), but some are just about Lem or Shane (not from their perspective). It's mostly about that one scene.. anyway... And this was very therapeutic! Sacrificed himself Lem remained forever loyal Strike team his family Has he betrayed us? Sold out his only family? Our trust is broken You were his last word His eyes watch your every move Your friendship over now Tears flooding my eyes Cannot accept truth of death Death got the wrong man Best friends 'til the end? The end came too fast, too soon Painfully betrayed The law after him He's righteously paranoid But not of his friend Left the window down No reason not to trust Shane This trust was betrayed My heart breaks inside Aware of what must be done I took my friend's life No one will be told The pain I felt that moment Grenade exploded. Weak in that moment Afraid what may lay ahead A selfish decision Death did not come quick Seconds felt more like hours I heard your last breath Tick tock, tick tock, tick Time passes so slowly now Punishment awaits His voice spoke my name His life taken by my hands His eyes fixed on me Lem, death is your gift Saving ourselves from your fate I thank you deeply Death too good for you Feel the burn of that betrayal Endure the same pain His death by your hands He will haunt your waking life Regret drowns your soul Follow his footsteps A fellow brother murdered Hardened by the pain Only one day gone Tommorrow another day Time won't heal this pain Denial your friend Remorse surrounding the event Betrayal wears your face I cannot hide now Voices in my head plague me I killed my best friend. Arrive much too late You can see but cannot touch His death, a crime scene The rain pouring down Floods everything around me The rain, my own tears Unable to sleep Knowing of the life I took My own needs put first I would turn back time Undo the hurt I have done If I had the power His sadness still seen His voice still rings in your ears His sadness still felt
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Post by jwc53531 on Mar 25, 2006 19:58:09 GMT -5
must have more Ding-Dongs Billings and Claudette mock me I need a new cat
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Post by dtpollitt on Mar 25, 2006 20:04:20 GMT -5
must have more Ding-Dongs Billings and Claudette mock me I need a new cat THAT'S FUNNY. I LOL'ed.
--Dan
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Post by -|E|- on Mar 25, 2006 20:20:58 GMT -5
Good poetry, E! Would you consider renaming the thread for all poetry rather than just haiku? You've wakened up my poetic muse, a slumbering beast who may nag me into writing blank verse or even limericks about The Shield. Icy made a thread for poetry in the This n That board -- some very moving stuff in there, btw. I'm sure Dan won't mind if you post Shield poetry here, though. I know I don't - loved the sonnet! OK, back to my therapy.... Danny had a son She named him Lee for her dad Who will Lee call daddy? Give your friend some food He is covering your ass Cover your own BOOM Cold. I see my breath The night is too still and dark What's on your mind, Shane? What's in your hand Shane? Dark and silent trickery Betrayal most high
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Post by jwc53531 on Mar 25, 2006 22:21:33 GMT -5
I agree. Gourmet Quick Mealers Owned by Detective Billings A grey area? priceless, E - this is for sure gonna be my favorite off-season thread Hungry like the wolf Her name is Tina, she dances a view to a kill
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Post by vato on Jun 30, 2006 7:42:55 GMT -5
jeez IAR! i love the one from Shane's view so much!!! this one's my fav! i'll try some later you're all intimidating! awesome!!!
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Post by ShootFirst on Jun 30, 2006 16:28:57 GMT -5
Kickin' ass all day Family so tight they were Blood on Shane's hands now
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Post by -|E|- on Jul 3, 2006 23:53:47 GMT -5
Room full of spoilers How will I keep this quiet? JWC?
Biting my tongue off Stifling my fingertips WHY DID I READ THEM??
The girl knows too much Write in code Nostradamus The bloody truth is
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