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07-29-2004, 09:15 PM | #1 |
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"Instant" Poetry (writing exercise)
The idea behind this is to write a poem in this thread, off the top of your head, whatever comes out of your mind .. just let it flow. I think this is a fun exercise that works your creativity and imagination. So I'll start it off...
an uncertain path cluttered by delusions a deep void fills the immolation of a plastic soul each drop signifying a tangible loss faint to memories pasts the mold is reborn different yet the same a new jounrey has begun to reestablish his becoming... |
07-29-2004, 10:22 PM | #2 |
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oh cool! i like this!
my naivity is shattered like so much glass in the mirror that was you. i can try to pick up the pieces, but my cuts will never fully heal. there will always be cracks, unforgiving, as i stare at your distorted image.
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07-29-2004, 10:44 PM | #3 |
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Whee! This sounds fun. Hmmm...
I cannot say what time will tell When all have heard the ringing bell That calls them to their endless grave, For many a smiling foolish knave Appears to be a greater man Than any such a person can Be called, and so what one can say If when we reach that farthest day The outside or the inside will Be that that's thought to people fill. Is it the inside, which is made To never fail and never fade, Or is it outside, which mankind Has transformed from an outer rind Into the slate wherein we write What we would show, both day and night? I do not know, but I do hope That with both sides we all must cope.
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07-29-2004, 10:59 PM | #4 |
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whoah! you rhymed? *is impressed*
*looks suspicious* how long did that take you to write, anyway? lol j/k
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07-29-2004, 11:56 PM | #5 |
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maybe three minutes thanks. I rhyme too much for my own good in real life, so it is good it has an outlet of some sort.
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07-30-2004, 12:21 AM | #6 |
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I love PB&Js, yes I do,
That lovely swirl of peanut goo, the ruddy red of strawberry jam, I like it much better than veel or ham! Oh how to describe that very first bite? Like heaven above, like ice cream with... ice, I fear that didn't rhyme, but the point I make to you, is that I love PB&Js, and you should too! |
05-24-2005, 08:46 PM | #7 |
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bricks of lives
building stories passing time flowing onward ever fleeting never fleeing always moving ever changing |
05-25-2005, 11:15 AM | #8 |
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smile for me
you hypocrites. your love is shallow; you laugh. take your frowns and turn them inside out save it for youself. take your laughing and leave me be. but only smile for me and I will be happy.
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05-25-2005, 05:18 PM | #9 |
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Don't dare look at me,
my dear little friend, for to prison I will send thee, for your life to mend. Trifling tiny roaches, race about the floor, in your dungeon they poaches, and crawls through the door. Soon you'll be out, and will go about your bussiness, Unless you I clout, and your head spins with dizziness. You'll run and I'll pursue, through a mob of angry men, fighting for country O so True; Soon after you'll find a pen, not of writing but of pigs, and then I'll force you, to do a little jig. Jigging can be so much fun, If you take the time, and you my friend, my son, will do it for your crimes.
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05-30-2005, 08:57 PM | #10 |
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feelings
brought to the surface shying scared of unknown taking time to sink back feelings now are passing |
07-30-2004, 09:33 PM | #11 |
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Here goes another one, this was based on a bad drug experience...
perched on a stool like a stoic statue oblivious to everything trapped in a daze a failed attempt to escape from reality has left me tampering with my own mortality lifeless yet breathing the chemical toxins seethe through my vains like tranquil poison my body numbs the scenery blurred the voices echo as I am falling again... |
08-02-2004, 12:47 AM | #12 |
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How's this:
They do not fear the sleet and snow Wirling winds and horrid foe Nor the evil that lurks every way: If they loose gaurd, they will pay. Into battle they will go And there will be much sorrow and woe And if the enemy be up ahead He shall surely loose his head. The sound of victory they will cry Before dawn is almost nigh. And if a foe say nay or something of that kind He has clearly lost his mind. At the dawn of that day Amoungst the ruin and decay They will make themselves some pies When they are soon organized.
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08-02-2004, 06:50 PM | #13 |
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rite ok
i wish i could write poetry darn nothing rhymes with that wordery i think this poem shall soon end as poetry drives me round the bend
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08-02-2004, 07:02 PM | #14 |
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Well, I also happen to think, my dear Hanza,
That it is quite hard to write in the stanza, but never-mind the difficulty of writing in rhyme, As I fear I have run out of time!
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08-02-2004, 09:37 PM | #15 |
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Here goes another one....
when I look in the mirror I question what I see a faceless man within the shards of shattered dreams my blackened heart long bereft of warmth is scarring deeper still emotionless and fragile this unresolved conflict an indifference of languor digresses through my mind slowly I place the mask back on to my face reality and clarity now rendered a silent scream from within Today I killed my Ego... I think rhyme in poems is always good to have, but sometmes I like free verse better because rhyme forces you to use certain words. |
08-03-2004, 08:35 AM | #16 |
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Ever elusive, I have no time
even when searching for a proper rhyme. The days speed by like a banana Looking for a beach cabanna. Meanwhile I shall onward seek A word to rhyme this word I speak: "Orange"
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08-03-2004, 10:20 AM | #17 |
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How's this, it didn't really happen, but you said to write what ever comes to mind.:
Last night I found a nickle, So I decided to buy a pickle. When I got to the store I found out I would need more Than just five cents So I decided to get some tents. But then I found out It wasn't enough, so I began to pout. So then I went back to my house And went to my room as quietly as a mouse. And in the morning Without any warning I jumped up from my bed and ran To see if I can Get anything with my nickle Since I couldn't get a pickle.
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08-03-2004, 08:11 PM | #18 |
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a clay man was born today
forged from tears of sadness his creator betrayed pacing roads unknown hollow and incomplete he is the embodiment of tradegy and misery twisted perceptions come true distorted faith hanging by a thread watching himself in a pool of water dissonant and out of time from what he has seen must surely be in the eyes of the sorrowed man ```````````````````````````````````` I sort of like how this one turned out... |
08-04-2004, 12:46 AM | #19 |
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An echo
A whisper A voiceless cry in the night, Soundless screams in the darkness. A rip A tear A knife plunging beyond sight, Bodies falling in complete loneliness. A woman A child A victim blinded in the shadow of the light, Entities obliterated by hopelessness. A boy A man A killer chasing the endless flight, Lives extinguished with recklessness. A dream A life Ambitions once soaring free like kites, Forever set adrift, abandoned in slumber, endless.
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08-03-2004, 05:52 PM | #20 |
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I'd like to make an ode to the orange,
But alas, what rhymes, except syringe? And you know, that brings an odd picture to mind, Of an orange meeting it's ghastly fate from behind! But then, it makes me ponder, Exactly where is the orange's behind, I wonder?
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