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Titles: Game Prompt

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Re: Titles: Game Prompt

Postby Cat Sith » Mon Jul 22, 2013 12:00 pm

Listen

Listen here, and listen well.
I think we should go to hell
to meet the devil in his lair.
to stand our ground, defy his stare.

We'll hang our feet over the fire,
confess our every tenth desire.
Laugh at temptations-- one and all.
We'll beat his game. We will not fall

into the mire, into the ooze
of blood and sin and smack and booze.
We'll waggle pens in his red face
and write some poems, our saving grace.


Title: Paisley & Pinstripes

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Re: Titles: Game Prompt

Postby KathleenH » Thu Jul 25, 2013 4:58 pm

Paisley and Pinstripes

That last afternoon in Paisley,
You wore a grey pinstripe suit
and I a knit sweater, pulled over jeans.
In the rain, we walked to a cafe
for mutton flavored scones with tea
I gagged and you laughed
We hugged awkwardly
and said goodbye at the train.

Next: Love is Poison

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Re: Titles: Game Prompt

Postby olson29 » Sun Jul 28, 2013 8:42 pm

Juxtapose Roses


On a leaf, dew gathers
gently, gently merging
with lakes within lakes
as ripples expand into
mountain clouds. Flowers open
and sing songs that only
love can listen to.
All the way. We feel
our the eyes of our beloved,
in that moment,
if only imagined,
yet so much more.
A moment, where all
the struggle of life merged
into grace, where we held
our beloved through the night
and healed, all the way.
Then we woke up, and with
our endless thoughts we unhealed.
Love is poison, I wrote this poem
before and the computer froze, the
poem was lost forever and o
It was so beautiful. Now I'm trying
to rewrite it and it's not the same.
Trying to remember how great it was,
to repeat it, or even outdo it.
Yet when a love so great is lost
all there's left is morning after mourning,
a moment so blissful, a love so great,
that when it's pinnacle is lost, all of life
becomes a devastating struggle or not.


Next: Letting Go
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Re: Titles: Game Prompt

Postby Cat Sith » Wed Jul 31, 2013 1:09 pm

Letting Go

Her fingers burned,
even through the cool
web of moonbeams
she had so carefully laced
end over end to form
the slingshot.

Her shoulders burned
with effort as she pulled
back and aimed north.
Always north.

Her eyes burned--
lighting the sky in violet
arcs, while a ghastly glow
lingered with the release
of every star.


Title: I Ellipsis You

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Re: Titles: Game Prompt

Postby Agnes » Sat Aug 03, 2013 10:27 am

I Ellipsis You

I can't sing this song out loud.
It boils my blood and melts my bones.
It's hard to stand tall and proud
while drooling on the microphone.


Title: Bring me another

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Re: Titles: Game Prompt

Postby Cat Sith » Sat Aug 03, 2013 1:40 pm

Bring Me Another

Another sip, another round,
another slip, another break,
another trip you'd best not take.
Skip it, pound for pound.



Title: Mismatched Socks

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Postby olson29 » Thu Aug 08, 2013 12:46 am

Mismatched Socks


I grabbed her socks and tickled her
before she could put them on. She
couldn't believe it, said I was so weird,
because I wanted to wear one of her socks.
They were black backgrounded with rainforests and moon.

How could I resist, wanted to be closer to her, and
do it with style. She thought that's sweet and kinda smooth.
So we rode the subway with one white sock and one
rainforests sock on, and she nestled closer to me,
rubbing her rainforest malleolus with mine.
We flowed to our favorite restaurant and
played footsie as we kissed the sweetest bliss.

We talked about how we shared the rainforests linking every
limitless love nuance with our catalyst. We dreamed of all
the images we could imagine of being in rainforests as humans
or jaguars, birds or fish, dolphins, or two waves merging into
one water, forever, two halfs of one moon. (We are Forever.)


Masterpieces of a Heart
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Re: Titles: Game Prompt

Postby Cat Sith » Sat Oct 12, 2013 2:54 pm

Masterpieces of a Heart

The gallery opened Friday,
midnight. It seemed fitting
since that's when my heart
beats the strongest.

Each display depicted
my verity, in varying states
of disarray. It was a bit
embarrassing.

I felt exposed. The wild
thing beating. Afraid.


Title: A Stone's Throw

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Postby Agnes » Wed Oct 30, 2013 5:53 pm

A Stone's Throw

Shattered window's
shards of glass
take shape,
sparkle in the grass:
the number eight.
It's not what you think.
Imperfect, this system of signs.
Faceless eyes look up.
Pay no attention to the criticism of men.
The rules have changed.
I want to believe in empathy.
The world isn't sinister.
As above, so below.
Maybe this is your life.


Title: Before the Fall

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Postby Cat Sith » Wed Nov 06, 2013 12:25 pm

Before the Fall

I was much vainer
without the scars--
slashed chin, dented
nose. You'd think
it would be the opposite,
but carrying my ugliness
around on the outside,
there's nothing
to live up to.



Title: The Getaway

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Postby olson29 » Wed Nov 20, 2013 12:36 pm

Being Here (the Getaway)

With all our silence, we enter water forever.
Devastatingly faulted within - earthquakes mount
every moment-kin. There is a river that never ends within
the power of love. We rise into vapour and glisten
with peace - from hope. With all our compassion,
our consciousness steps up and deconstructs
the power of absolute unconditional love.


Title: Jungles
you are poetry

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Re: Titles: Game Prompt

Postby Cat Sith » Fri Nov 22, 2013 12:26 pm

Jungles

He hides behind the ficus
and fern, sleek black fur melting
into shadows. Golden crescents
hold steady as the vaccuum
comes closer, vibrating into a lion's
roar. Too close. Jungles leaps--
a blurr through space, escapes
the beast once more.


Title: Night Owl

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Postby olson29 » Mon Feb 10, 2014 9:29 pm

One day we were in a nest with our babies,
Amongst the same trees our families
Had lived their whole lives upon.
The memories in a whole life lived,
What a blessing, yet it changed.

Our home has been torn down by
The humans and there's nothing we
Can do. As tough as it is for us,
I find solace and deeper sadness
Listening to the soul of the trees
When they were ravaged from the land.

Where can we live, our babies were not
Able to survive, my woman, she is lost.
I can't fight back, wasn't able to defend
My lost home, my babies, our friends.
She thought I could protect them.
She believed in me, but I could not save them.


Title: in the pink clouds of night
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Postby Agnes » Wed Feb 12, 2014 5:45 pm

In the pink clouds of night

She saves her tears for tomorrow,
bundled in a rosy bouquet.
No time now to dwell in sorrow,
she bids the moon take them away.





title: Wings

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