"grammarly" poems
I call myself a poet
Yet I'm not grammarly correct
Taking bad breaks
Rhyming here and there
I call myself a poet
As if poetry has been instilled in me
Like I learned it
I call myself a poet
Who has nothing to say but to
Only express my complex emotions
I call myself a poet
Maybe I'm just some pretentious girl
Trying to be deep
Knowing that the words I express
Are not me
I call myself a poet
Hoping that one day
Someone else will know it
I call myself a poet
Repetition of these words
So it could be heard
That I call myself a poet
Dec 21, 2013
Dec 21, 2013 at 7:44 PM UTC
Shiver
Patter
Pitter
Ombre colored
Gout
Pressed flush to bone
Hellions march
Witch tip
To cat tail
Rift n eager
Expectations above meager
Grammarly says this texts sounds dissatisfying
Ouch
So upon couch I settle
Lights ground to the pestal
Twill flicker no more
So no knocks at the door
Oct 31, 2019
Oct 31, 2019 at 3:54 PM UTC
What Grammarly premium makes me feel like:
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a Neanderthal.
Sep 13, 2021
Sep 13, 2021 at 1:20 PM UTC
Broadly speaking on a narrow field of subjects,
it's how you put it, said the..
..oh, that joke's probably banned.
Tuesday.
not got over it yet?
you will.
there's usually an outcome going somewhere when you're looking for somewhere to get out.
The thing about Tuesdays is
there are so many of them
maybe more than Fridays,
they certainly seem to last longer.
Grammarly's still on at me
correcting me
grammatically
I look on
enigmatically
with that
Mona Lisa smile.
May 24, 2022
May 24, 2022 at 4:05 PM UTC
There were greater writers
That no one will remember
Sinners singing for their dinner
Tale weavers not award winners
But they were better than some of those
**** famous deadbeat poets
Those dirt dry boring heartless poets
Anthology barn describing
Empty mind driving
Generation after generation
Stale lifeless shells of poets
You missed the raw talented
Death seeking reeking writer
While you were pursuing some tired muse
She was riding through the darkness
Spiting you while inviting you
To partake of the snake that eats itself
The academic was systemic
Of the social sickness
That wants grammarly fitness
Till the point they cut the fruit off
And ate the bark
They plugged in the tv man
But ignored the spark
Lost the heart in pursuing
The same style the old poets were using
Till they changed styles to the new old poets
Meanwhile the cutting edge
Was in back water cities
Bleeding all deep poetry
Feeling everything but pity
And writing it so fast and beautifully
But you never took the time to see
Wrote some stuff that puts us all to sleep
Now we are creeping toward the two thousand and twenties
And I have found those once lost voices
They are rocking the twitter feeds
The facebook pages
The tumblr streams
Welcome to the digital age
Don’t need the old guard
To raise us up
It’s a true poets dreams
Were voices scream dissonantly
But still form a social harmony
They won’t forget me
And I won’t miss out on them
Jun 5, 2015
Jun 5, 2015 at 2:44 PM UTC
Wednesday
and
what does the Oracle have to say?
nothing
nada
except
things will get badder
before they get better.
then I thought
that I heard someone calling,
but it was me
back to forever falling.
(Grammarly sanctions me
for using
the word badder
and 'quite frankly my dear,
I don't give a damn')
Apr 21, 2021
Apr 21, 2021 at 1:21 AM UTC
Ropes and strings often syntax them
hammers and pliers verb hard and soft
words and themes are seasoned by us
to appear nice and sensible
Tools are made with precision
they are strong, need adept handling.
No tool ever drew a picture.
Brain and heart can create a world.
5th July, 2017.
Jul 5, 2017
Jul 5, 2017 at 9:59 AM UTC
We can all go swimming in the plastic sea
with lego man and his family.
Grammarly says lego should be with a capital L
I told Grammarly to go to hell
see
I can spell and my words are my words
except for grammarly and lego but there you go
we can't all be perfect
or
maybe Peter can be
and of course
Lady Penelope
but beware
Parker's a shark in the shallows.
That's it
another load of krap,
oh ****
I shouldn't have said that
now I feel like whatsisname?
you know
that guy in the jewellery game
yeah that's it, Mr
Ratner.
Mar 28, 2018
Mar 28, 2018 at 4:27 PM UTC
There's the thrift shop and
that's the pop the weasel shop,
this is the high street
a bit down on its luck
and these are the councilors
who don't give a ****
(Grammarly suggests I put a question mark after ****
so I did, **** off Grammarly)
I am wondering when
they'll start building again
or have we run out of bricks?
The economy appears to have had
a hysterectomy and
someone will **** me for this.
Jul 22, 2019
Jul 22, 2019 at 2:16 PM UTC
Grammarly, you're a lifesaver.
Like gum is too bad breath.
Except, don't twist my words to fit your correct phasing.
Heck, I know what I am saying?
In my mind, I created this.
Just to see you trying to make me say that.
Grammarly, leave a little room.
Remember, this is my poem.
Sure I can push the word ignore.
Then I would have to say that be a bore.
Oct 17, 2018
Oct 17, 2018 at 12:14 PM UTC
I write using it.
But sometimes, it tries to change my words.
Be creative on its own.
Like a prince trying to dethrone his King.
Yes, Grammarly tries to change things.
Except, let me be me.
Through my writing, I can write poetic themes.
Some come quick.
Some would make great songs.
Until Grammarly think I am writing wrong.
Aug 20, 2019
Aug 20, 2019 at 8:25 AM UTC