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Post by _black phoenix_ on Aug 3, 2007 22:14:22 GMT -5
Use at least three of these words in a poem. It can be a poem of any form, type, style, etc. Just make sure to use at least 3/5 of the words. Octopus Keyboard Grapefruit Note: We changed the rules part-way in. Three words are given now, not five.
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Post by colourlessthoughts on Aug 3, 2007 22:22:16 GMT -5
I have a grapefruit lodged in my abdomen because I couldn't afford the time to chew This keyboard has keys that lead to nowhere which is exactly where I am going with this . . _ (dot dot dash) humdrum Octopus stew with eight arms and limitless tentacles sticking to you.
what kind of f*cking words were those
God Thieve Rapture
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Post by colourlessthoughts on Aug 3, 2007 22:25:34 GMT -5
no modifying your shitty word choice.. its my turn and I chose.. now you write... play by the rules leash,,, ha I changed it back
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Post by _black phoenix_ on Aug 3, 2007 22:26:50 GMT -5
AHAHAHAHA
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Post by _black phoenix_ on Aug 3, 2007 22:35:07 GMT -5
God Thieve Rapture
And he struck from above(1978) clouds smashing, crashing silver burning through the night. Young lovers sat amidst the rocks, rough plants poking out, searching for that rarely seen -felt- moisture. The desert air is alive tonight. Dry, tangled bodies, lost in rapture, devouring rare, fallen orbs of life. And God -in all his might(cruelty?)- strikes down, thieving what is sacred. Two young lovers are torn.
Kinda dark and very far from my style, but im liking it. Rough.
Next words: Succumb Sheen Melodic
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Post by ValkyrieGoddess on Aug 3, 2007 22:52:01 GMT -5
The brilliant sheen, Of oceans glow, Sing your melodic tune, Whisper sweet nothings in my ear, Lure me to my death below...
I must not succumb, Can not give in, I still have a reason to live...
Not the Greatest but it just flowed out of my head when i saw your 3 words.
Broken Sanguine Pain
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Post by colourlessthoughts on Aug 3, 2007 23:03:26 GMT -5
Broken branch tree root feeling for comfort Only finding death kissed poison human hand soil sprays chemical pain Sanguine wind blow moisture back into the face of the deceiver Right turn taking by Moon's pull on air Watch as the leaves dance in victory
Flawed Perfection Ventricle
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Post by ValkyrieGoddess on Aug 3, 2007 23:11:00 GMT -5
Love what you did with my 3 words.
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Post by colourlessthoughts on Aug 3, 2007 23:14:51 GMT -5
I had a relationship develop tangle shred thread me fused with the three words that you did choose to let me love. So, thank you.
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Post by ValkyrieGoddess on Aug 4, 2007 16:57:56 GMT -5
Brain was wrapped around theses 3 words. Flawed, Perfection, Ventricle. I dreamed and this is it...
Flawed, No longer perfection, Marred by scars of depression...
My hearts ventricle aches, Knowing i'm the one who made you break...
Fierce Ritual Bloodlust
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Post by _black phoenix_ on Aug 5, 2007 0:56:43 GMT -5
Fear shakes a once confident hand, trembling she gently slides the blade across supple wrist. Blood mixes with fallen snow -wet- And eyes grow large, slowly approaching, breath warm against pale skin. Fierce wolves eyes feast upon her humble ritual sacrifice and grow wide. Bloodlust overcomes; violence brings warm innocence to frosted knees.
Meh kinda emo and more of a story than anything.
Next words: Sliver Peak Alpine
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Post by colourlessthoughts on Aug 5, 2007 1:14:18 GMT -5
I can't touch that The feeling when I let her go Three little words that carry so much power in a past memory My feet shake and tremble upon this alpine trail This heart hardens with ever step The peak so far off in the distance where I blew her remains into the silver laced sky Moonlight blue ash covering the world below Giving her The piece I should have never let go I breath Feel her arms around me I will carry her always She whispers the colours of life in my ear
Sleep Translucent Paradox
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Post by ValkyrieGoddess on Aug 5, 2007 1:35:24 GMT -5
I just finished writting in the Debrie section when you posted those 3 words. Stole them from my head...
Sleep eludes me, Teases me, Taunts me, Haunts me, With her ever present candied lips
Kisses my tears away, Leaves me empty inside, A hallow vessal, In which dreams reside...
I feel so translucent, When i do sleep Wrapped in eternal paradox, And my true belief...
Dosen't sound to good but shit i'm half asleep and half awake.
Stranded Eerie Whisper
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Post by _black phoenix_ on Aug 5, 2007 1:40:11 GMT -5
I think thats one of my favourites from you Val, seriously. It feels really natural..
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Post by ValkyrieGoddess on Aug 5, 2007 1:44:10 GMT -5
Your making me blush Phoenix. (red looks good on my pale skin).
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