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Dragonlv8
04-11-2008, 10:03
Ok guys im putting up a request for Warhammer poetry.

I need 6 poems for school on Friday.
I personally hate doing poetry at school and hopefully if you guys can find anything then it may be slightly more interesting for me.

I got no specific requests as long as its 40k poetry, no specific types or anything.

thanks :)

DarthSte
04-11-2008, 10:09
Are you wanting original work or to reference other peoples? Most of the codices and the rule book have "poems" of sort in them.

EmperorNorton
04-11-2008, 10:13
How about a Haiku:

Sensibly whispers
the man on the Golden Throne:
Do your own homework!

Dragonlv8
04-11-2008, 10:33
I would like just the poem and who its written by.

EmperorNorton, I am doing the homework, im searching for poem, we didn't actually have to write them.

Da Beard
04-11-2008, 15:11
should they be stuff that comes from codexes and stuff or could it be ones we wrote.

TheSilentProphet
04-11-2008, 15:36
This one isn't mine, but its still great.

On your drop ship hull
I planted a melta bomb
Blood for the Blood God

Dragonlv8
05-11-2008, 05:55
I honestly don't care if you write it yourself or not.
Im not really particurly fussy.

I would prefer not to have any more Haikus thanks :)

Da Beard
05-11-2008, 06:20
well I cant think of anything right now.

Coasty
05-11-2008, 06:49
'Eversor' from an old (oooooooooold) White Dwarf was good. It was a Grimdarkification of The Raven.

Firstborn
05-11-2008, 06:51
Just choice any piece of poetry written a war zone, and pretend it's 40k. You will get better grades for doing something worthwhile, instead of forcing this fictional world into a serious subject.

Here (http://www.warpoetry.co.uk/) is a good website to get you started.

Or you could simply go for the best poem ever written. The Charge of the Light Brigade (http://www.nationalcenter.org/ChargeoftheLightBrigade.html).

misterboff
05-11-2008, 07:58
'Eversor' from an old (oooooooooold) White Dwarf was good. It was a Grimdarkification of The Raven.

Seconded. I think it was a White Dwarf somewhere between 190-210ish. It was a fan's modification of 'The Raven' by Edgar Allen Poe.

In the Daemons Codex there's a small poem/rhyme about Pink/Blue Horrors.

misterboff

Burning Star IV
05-11-2008, 16:17
Given the violent nature of 40k, is it really a good idea to turn in poetry based on it? They're very sensitive about that sort of thing in the public school system. It might just earn you a trip to the counselor's office.

avatar of kaine
05-11-2008, 16:24
well you could look in the HH books for some of the remembrancers poem *cough* greham mcneill and dan abnett *cough* of coure you can copy it but thats plagarism which is bad i suppose you could get ideas from them.

Coasty
05-11-2008, 16:29
Given the violent nature of 40k, is it really a good idea to turn in poetry based on it? They're very sensitive about that sort of thing in the public school system. It might just earn you a trip to the counselor's office.

He's in Australia. They aren't as weird about it; Mad Max was a documentary.

MrBigMr
05-11-2008, 18:48
I remember a local gaming magazine (PC, consoles) had a 40K poet competition when DoW came out. I think the winning one went a little like this (not a perfect haiku as it's a translation):

With a chainsword
I shall seperate my enemy's
body and soul

Griefbringer
05-11-2008, 19:00
I would recommend checking out the classic work of Li Po, "Fighting South of the Wall". Thematically, it would feel pretty much at home in the setting of WH40K. Here are two different translations:

http://www.vianegativa.us/2007/06/28/fighting-south-of-the-wall/
http://www.bu.edu/agni/poetry/print/2003/58-lipo.html

Remember that for translations, it is a good practice to state also the translator, in addition to the original author. There are also a number of other translations out there, should one want to compare them.

Emperor's Grace
05-11-2008, 19:56
Or you could simply go for the best poem ever written. The Charge of the Light Brigade (http://www.nationalcenter.org/ChargeoftheLightBrigade.html).

Nice. Can I suggest Invictus by William Ernest Henley?
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/invictus/

Not about war, per se, but a good one none the less and in the spirit of 40K.

Kipling wrote multiple poems on war. Check "TOMMY" for treatment of soldiers.
http://www.everypoet.com/archive/poetry/Rudyard_Kipling/

Also, I've always liked Sonnet 29:
http://www.shakespeare-online.com/sonnets/29.html

And Blake's "The Tiger":
http://www.bartleby.com/101/489.html

And Kipling's "If":
http://www.everypoet.com/archive/poetry/Rudyard_Kipling/kipling_if.htm

Etc, etc, etc...

ColdWind
06-11-2008, 07:24
Off the top of my head, with help from RhymeZone:

There once was a master of war
Who lead all of the Space Marine corps
Til he listened to Chaos
and chose to betray us
So now there's no peace ever more

Triggerdog
06-11-2008, 07:33
Off the top of my head, with help from RhymeZone:

There once was a master of war
Who lead all of the Space Marine corps
Til he listened to Chaos
and chose to betray us
So now there's no peace ever more

thats actually really good.

I personally believe that "Oh Captain, My Captain" by Walt Whitman (I think) fits 40k somewhat well.

Also look for a poem called "I am a Cowboy in the Boat of Ra" by Ishmael Reed. I keep a will that I update once a week (better to have things like that in order, after all) and I want that read at my funeral.

Ninjaguiden
06-11-2008, 08:23
Made this for my Swedish language class about one year ago, the goal was futuristic poetry:

Omnissiah

Förära dessa kretsar och kablar med din odödliga kraft, Deus ex Mechanicus!

Ingjut i dessa maskinernas andar en del av din heliga ande, Spiritus Machina!

Befria oss från livets kedjor, ty endast i maskinen finner vi det sanna livsgnistan!

Led oss på vägen mot kunskap, som i allt strömmar från Dig!

Visa oss hur vi skall dyrka Dig, och likt maskinen som startar utan fel skall vi lyda Dina bud!

Öppna våra ögon för lögnerna som strömmar ur den falska anden, den själlösa maskinen och den förfalskade data!

Låt varje del av universum genomsyras av Din outtröttliga kraft!

Och låt den heliga Spiritus Machina genomströmma allt, ty endast i Den återfinns Du, Omnissiah, den sanna kunskapen och skönheten!

Deus Ex Machina Perpetuum!

Dragonlv8
06-11-2008, 08:52
pity im not swedish hey.
Ok Il have a look at some of them.
Don't bother posting anymore as its due tommorow so il have to do it now.

The Hobo Hunter
06-11-2008, 09:00
pity im not swedish hey.
Ok Il have a look at some of them.
Don't bother posting anymore as its due tommorow so il have to do it now.

No, wait, damn you! I just found something!

From the 4th edition rulebook:

Catechism of the Autoculus of Mars

Toll the Great Bell Once!
Pull the Lever forward to engage the
Piston and Pump...

Toll the Great Bell Twice!
With push of Button fire the Engine
and spark Turbine into life...

Toll the Great Bell Thrice!
Sing praise to the
God of All Machines!

Not sure if it strictly qualifies as 'poetry', but it has a poetic ring to it, and there's some interesting techniqes included, such as the structure of the poem, and importantly, the use of machinery being given porper nouns etc, in the same way a religious figure would , ie Jesus -> Him.

Dragonlv8
06-11-2008, 10:29
Wikked. I would have looked in my 4th edition rule book but my cuson has it right now.
Thanks for all the help guys :)

alphastealer
06-11-2008, 10:35
How do I love thee my bolter, let me count the ways.

Is it due to your high rate of fire or devastating power,

or the fact that you do not rust when I hold you in the shower.

Is it the way you bash in the heads of each of my foes,

or the blinding white pain when you fall on my toes.

Your rounds are sacred and ever will be,

the last thing in life that my enemy sees.

Adra
06-11-2008, 16:27
Rub a dub dub
Ork's in a tub

ithankyou

Gx

the_picto
06-11-2008, 16:35
If anyone has a copy of codex imperialis to hand, I remember there being a short and fairly cool Tzeentch poem in there.

Also, for your amusement and edification:

Once upon a battlefield dreary, where I cowered, spent and blearly,
Within an Imperial bunker, darkly stained with dust and gore -
As I cowered, nearly shuttering, suddenly there came a sputtering
As some weapon quickly stuttering - firing at my bunker door.
"'Tis some bolter", I murmmered, "firing at my bunker door -
Only this and nothing more."

Ah, distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December,
And the brightly burning bastions lit the horizion by the score.
Eagerly, on freedom drunker; - vainly had I sought to hunker
In this heavy Imperial bunker - with perhaps a tunnel in the floor -
A safe and empty fortress with perhaps a tiny tunnel in the floor -
Only this and nothing more.

And the mad raving howling of each distant Space Wolf prowling
Thrilled me - filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before.
So that now, to the beating of my heart, I stood entreating
"'Tis some Space Wolf there repeating, firing at my bunker door -
Some common Grey Hunter rapid-firing at my bunker door -
This it is and nothing more."

Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer
"Marine," said I, "or Scout, your attention I implore;
The bunker walls are thick - they are made of tempered brick
And your bolters do not nick the slightest scratch or tiny score -
Not a dimple, dent, depression, dip, scratch or tiny score -
Away now, and fire no more."

Then in the bunker slumping, presently I heard a thumping
A pounding - rattling many times fiercer than before.
And soon I began to screech - the bunker wall grenades did breech;
The very gods I did beseech as the ceiling fell upon the floor -
Through the wounds poured streams of light which danced upon the floor -
Danced amidst the sounds of war.

Then at once it stopped the violence - I was left alone with silence
Confused, I spied the reason why the shells did drop no more -
For as I began to shutter, then with many a flit and flutter
A psyber-Raven flew through the clutter to perch above the door -
Perched on the two-headed eagle just above the bunker door -
Perched and sat and nothing more.

At this I grew more craven, for the talons of the psyber-Raven
Were all over covered with bright red blood and crimson gore.
"Wretch!" I cried, "Njal hath lent thee - into this fortress has he sent thee
So that remotely here he may be - and this bunker then explore -
Scry out my exact location and this bunker then explore -"
Quoth the Raven, "Eversor"

Then, methought, the air grew darker, the bunker now a little starker
For the uttered word brought terror as I had never felt before.
As for weapons, I knew I had none - no bolter, sword or lasgun;
No arms to stop the war's son fated to break soon through the door -
The blood-mad crazed assassin fated to break soon through the door-
Quoth the Raven, "Eversor"

"Be that word our sign of parting, machine or bird!" I shrieked, upstarting -
"Get thee back into the fire-fight and here spy on me no more!
For as you came unbidden - I would otherwise be here hidden -
Leave my location in this midden - quit that icon above my door!
Take thy shining metal eye, and take thy form from off my door!"
Quoth the Raven, "Eversor"

And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting - still is sitting
On the pallid two-headed eagle just above the bunker door;
His metal eye has all the seeming of a psyker that is scheaming,
To have my guts lie steaming in a pile upon the floor;
And now all hope has left me, crouched here upon the floor
I await the Eversor!

This poem is a parody of E.A. Poe's famous poem, skewed to the Warhammer 40K Universe. If you do not play the game, it is unlikely you will understand much of the humor. You are welcome to read it in any case. The poem was published in the monthly Warhammer magazine/catalog White Dwarf which is put out by Games Workshop the creators of the game.

matskye
06-11-2008, 16:57
amazing parody of E.A's the raven, really cracked me up.

Griefbringer
06-11-2008, 19:15
If anyone has a copy of codex imperialis to hand, I remember there being a short and fairly cool Tzeentch poem in there.


Do not ask which creature screams in the night

Do not ask which creature screams in the night,
Do not question who waits for you in the shadow.
It is my cry that wakes you in the night,
And my body that crouches in the shadow.
I am Tzeench and you are the puppet
That dances to my tune.

Griefbringer
06-11-2008, 19:28
Let's try a tribute to William Blake while we are at it.

Flamer! Flamer! burning bright,
With the Lords of the Night,
What immortal daemon eye
Could embrace thy fearful agony?

In what distant warp of skies
Burnt the fire in daemonic eyes?
Damned wings dare he aspire?
What the claw dare seize the fire?

And what sorceror, and what art?
Could release the sinews of thy war?
And when thy heart began to beat,
Came dread naught, came dread feet!

What the sword? What the chain?
In what enemy was thy aim?
What the anvil? What daemon grasp
Dare its princely terrors clasp?

When the traitors threw down their spears,
And poisoned Earth with their fears,
Did Emperor come his work to see?
Did he who made the Horus, make thee?

Flamer! Flamer! burning bright,
With the Lords of the Night,
What immortal daemon eye
Could embrace thy fearful agony?

Griefbringer
06-11-2008, 19:44
While at it, how abour some song lyrics from Moorcock?

http://www.lyricsfreak.com/b/blue+oyster+cult/veteran+of+the+psychic+wars_20020521.html
http://www.allthelyrics.com/lyrics/hawkwind/warrior_on_the_edge_of_time-lyrics-1170989.html

Anybody got lyrics for D-Rok, Bolt Thrower or Wraith?