An insult poem is just what you’d think, a poem that insults someone. We don’t want to hurt anyone, though, so if you are insulting someone you know, either change the person’s name and disguise the person or don’t show the poem to your victim. And an insult poem doesn’t have to be directed at a person; its target can be an object, say spinach, or an activity, like cleaning your room. It can be serious or funny.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Try for fourteen lines or more in your insult poem, but please write at least ten. If you like, your poems can rhyme, but they don\u2019t have to.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Examples:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
This short one from ancient Greece:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Lift sunward your considerable nose,\u00a0
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0fling wide the abyss of your mouth,
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 And you\u2019ll make a presentable sun-dial for all who pass by.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
This one, found online (and improved by me):<\/p>\n\n\n\n
If I wanted to kill myself<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I’d climb your belief in your brilliance<\/p>\n\n\n\n
and plummet to your IQ<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Walter Raleigh\u2019s epitaph on the Earl of Leicester:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Here lies the noble Warrior that never blunted sword;
Here lies the noble Courtier that never kept his word;
Here lies his Excellency that governed all the state;
Here lies the Lord of Leicester that all the world did hate.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cFive-Finger Exercise,\u201d<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n by T.S. Eliot<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n How unpleasant to meet Mr. Eliot! An insult poem is just what you’d think, a poem that insults someone. We don’t want to hurt anyone, though, so if you are insulting someone you know, either change the person’s name and disguise the person or don’t show the poem to your victim. And an insult poem doesn’t have to be directed at […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[291],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/gailcarsonlevine.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1925"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/gailcarsonlevine.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/gailcarsonlevine.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gailcarsonlevine.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gailcarsonlevine.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1925"}],"version-history":[{"count":10,"href":"https:\/\/gailcarsonlevine.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1925\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1936,"href":"https:\/\/gailcarsonlevine.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1925\/revisions\/1936"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/gailcarsonlevine.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1925"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gailcarsonlevine.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1925"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gailcarsonlevine.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1925"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
With his features of clerical cut,
And his brow so grim
And his mouth so prim
And his conversation, so nicely
Restricted to What Precisely
And If and Perhaps and But.
How unpleasant to meet Mr. Eliot!
With a bobtail cur
In a coat of fur
And a porpentine cat
And a wopsical hat:
How unpleasant to meet Mr. Eliot!<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n