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Structure and Form in Poetry is more important than content and delivery.

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Started: 1/24/2013 Category: Arts
Updated: 4 years ago Status: Post Voting Period
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Wordblade

Pro

Herewith are the rules presented for this debate.

(1) This debate will be executed in the form of poetry. Each contestant will be given the opportunity to launch their argument using poetry only.

(2) All figures of speech and forms of wit are welcomed in the poetry.

(3) Any Prose will elicit immediate disqualification.

I hope to enjoy this one! :)
LatentDebater

Con

As is easy to see,
To both your eyes, unless you have three,
Is that the structure and form of this poetry,
Are inferior matters to its content and delivery,
I can say rubbish and nonsense and get no votes at all,
for it's the contents that will ensure I win the final brawl.

The delivery, the rhyme and rhythm matter as well,
Without it, you undoubtedly will end up in a hell,
In which I win and you lose,
In which I spit line and you bruise,
I dent your spirit, no mercy, you beg and I simply refuse.

I didn't come here to write nonsense,
I care about my contents,
I care so much that in fact I will not surrender my conscience,
I'm working hard at delivery, working hard to deliver high quality,
If you choose to ignore these two factors of poetry, you be tortured horribly,
But the fact the voters love me, they adore what I write,
They are masters of poetry and it is to their delight,
That the way I deliver my contents ignites the flames that excites,
Their inner child, so tender and mild yet I shine it bright,
contents is the ketchup to the hotdog,
the cherry on the cake,
Delivery is the icing,
To ignore both is a huge mistake because while the structure and form,
Look good they obey a norm,
And any average Joe could be taught them and simply conform,
But to have content and delivery requires skill beyond measure,
It's like that guy who gets laid every night, the extent of his pleasure,
He's a master of deception,
He's the king of all knaves,
He can flaunt structure and form as he pleases,
All other poet's are his slaves,
He dominated all the others,
He is rather like me,
He is a god, a deity, and maybe,
He is oh so sexy,
It's all about who will win,
And winning is what I do,
That's my round one debate over,
I wish the best of bad luck to you.

But just before I finish,
Before I make your spirit diminish,
I want to say did you see how long my third stanza was?
Yet no one would say it's rubbish,
I'm convinced I have won this,
But I'll lie and be dishonest,
And pretend you have a chance,
I'll just keep debating on this ;)
Debate Round No. 1
Wordblade

Pro

Good men use tongues with Godly worth,
for form and not for arid breaths with whiffs like Mirth;
Structure births the bone for the breathe of the poem to be expressed
like upstanding men, not hens that flee when the knife is regressed;
of knives I speak, lest my tongue fall to cotton mouths that bend my speech
to find a man, ill-tempered and still dismembered with the gall to beseech
My skill, my form, my house built of breaths spoken-
Your thanks is given and empty breaths are the tokens.

Your speech says "deceptive masters, I wish to follow your footsteps!!"-
such thoughts spill from drunk wine with spits that regress;
wipe your lips for they fall too hard on vapid wonderful dreams-
Wake! Wake! This mastery you speak is mere forgery.
You deliver like nuns to welcome a child into breath- what do they know?
Virgins cannot sing songs of where poles into holes do go!
A sigh begets more pity, no laughter to scorch this molten propriety-
My heart fears that your "verse" was cursed from sobriety.

Drunk much? Aye, I calculated that yours is of whisky scents-
Blabbers of such nonsense is deserving of light for the dense.
I may be your saviour, bow to my form and let it overtake-
save your flailing blade from disdained taints to make it fake
(By the by, we cal that "assonance"- light passed among torch bearers
will scorch the horns of forlorn boys with gormless prayers).

What more to script on screens but splits of sights for simple serfs?
Your childlike tantrum did nought to dispel this nonsense you birthed-
compelled by what truth, only screeching spirits can simplify;
Try and try as you miht, your rhymes won't be commodified.
LatentDebater

Con

Your poem made no sense but the blame is not on you,
The blame and shame and name in fame is the structural crew,
The conformists who assume everyone must obey their view,
Who impose, assert, attract and flirt with strict regime the rejects those who...
May seek liberty, to be free like me, to spread their wings and fly away to an abode where only free spirits can see...
The lines may be long and short, they are like exercise without sport,
No rules just tools, just rhyme, rhythm and timing until we're bored.

Us poets who write freely, who write without restriction,
Are the real poets who treat writing it like an addiction,
Who see artists enslaved to strict regime merely a work of fiction,
Who know, they're pro but needn't show this off by obedience to a strict form of diction.

I write my poetry simply to express what I feel,
I don't write to seem well structured, I just write to feel real,
To remind myself that no-one else is as real to me as myself,
To enter the artist part of me that I hide from everyone else.
When I put down words on a page, I forget my strength and my age,
I forget my physical needs I release what's trapped in a cage,
I release my emotional self, the one who is filled with sadness and rage,
And I let the trapped animal rampage free at last burning bright like sun rays...
Heck, I love this part of me, and that's why I love poetry,
and that's why poetry was invented for people like you and me,
For those of us who are so lost who pay the price, a heavy cost,
Who are fed up with this world where you must obey the norm and be bossed,
And if you dare, or even care, to refuse to accept their views,
They will reject and disrespect you and you begin feeling the blues,
so then you write, you feel alright, it's the medicine to the soul,
It's better than music because you can't confuse it's... Meaning for words are words after all.

I can write bla bla bum da, dum tish wa ooh wey ooh,
Kum by ya, ooh lala, Skilled ninja... Ninjutsu,
Bing bong bing, no damn form,
I refuse to conform,
I am wild, just a child, trapped in the body that's been torn,
For it's older and wiser than I really am, it's a fake me and lately I've seen us humans,
For what we are, we are lost souls trying to come to peace with the fact that we'll die,
That we'll end, that we'll cease.

I am writing to express and expression hath no set form,
It's just pure raw emotion displayed as what's on...
My troubled mind, I'm so blind to the math and logic,
When I write it's just rhyming and pouring my thoughts out, that's it,
If this means that it looks weird and look weird it shall,
If this means that it's abstract then Picasso's my pal,
If I write short line like this,
Then long ones like below,
It doesn't mean, that I'm stupid, reatrded or slow, that my mother raised me wrong that my skill at poetry's not strong,
It's just how I write, it's important to catch emotions and then throw,
Then our hard balls and softballs, long shots and what not...
Poetry is is made for an artist, not a well-structured robot.
Debate Round No. 2
Wordblade

Pro

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LatentDebater

Con

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Debate Round No. 3
Wordblade

Pro

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Con

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Debate Round No. 4
Wordblade

Pro

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LatentDebater

Con

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Debate Round No. 5
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Posted by lit.wakefield 4 years ago
lit.wakefield
Wait are you saying that this is your argument "Evidently in a poem the structure is more important, otherwise without structure the poem won't be perceived as strong as it should initially be perceived as." ? Is your definition of "more important" essentially related to which is more important for leaving a stronger impression in the reader? I would accept, but I don't know if I would do a very good job, as I've written very little free verse before.
Posted by Wordblade 4 years ago
Wordblade
"Delivery" in terms of the rising prevalence of styles such as "slam" and "Free Verse" which don't place much emphasis on structure as opposed to sonnets or elegies. Evidently in a poem the structure is more important, otherwise without structure the poem won't be perceived as strong as it should initially be perceived as.
Posted by lit.wakefield 4 years ago
lit.wakefield
This looks like it has the potential to be very interesting. How would you define "more important" and "delivery" though?
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