(4/28/2007 3:49:00 AM)
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This is called 'Freeform Workshop'. What I figured I'd see was suggestions/assignments/challenges and poetic exercises. Not quite getting that so I'll start a challenge for anyone willing to pick up.
1) Write down five incomplete phrases of between four to six words each. They don't have to be the first ones that come to mind, but you shouldn't take more than ten minutes. By 'incomplete' I mean that the phrase cannot form a complete idea or sentence.
2) Once you've chosen the five phrases, you can begin writing the poem. All five phrases must be included in the poem.
3) Once you have written a word, that word cannot be edited or deleted (exceptions are mistakes in punctuation and typos) . But you cannot go back and change a word, nor can you go back and add words.
4) Same goes for individual lines. Once they have been written, they cannot be deleted, moved, or changed in any way. Once two consecutive lines have been written, you cannot go back to add anything between them.
There's a peculiar form of Japanese fine art where, once the artist applies the brush to canvas, they cannot go back and change because the act of lifting and moving the brush back damages the canvas. I do this once in a while after I've edited a poem into oblivion. When Miles Davis Quintet was recording 'Kind Of Blue' Miles'd come in with these barely sketched out phrases and he'd ask the band to play and improvise, keep going and see what they could come up with.
(4/23/2007 10:17:00 PM)
I wish could see your eyes and your smile everyday,
I wish I could hear you laugh everyday,
I wish I could feel your arms around mine everyday,
I wish I could talk to you everyday,
I wish I could smell your sweet smell everyday,
I wish that that would happen everyday.
I hope I’ll see you tomorrow,
I hope I’ll see you next week,
I hope I’ll see you next month,
I hope I’ll see you next year,
I hope I’ll see you in a decade,
I hope I’ll see you in a century,
I hope I’ll see you everyday.
I’m afraid that my wishes won’t come true,
I’m afraid I won’t see you,
Or hear you,
Or feel you,
Or talk to you,
Or smell you,
I’m afraid I won’t ever see you again.
Then I realize,
It’s up to you,
You can smile,
You can laugh,
You can put your arms around mine,
You can walk up to me and talk,
And it’s up to me to decide if I want to see you,
I can come by tomorrow,
Or come see you next week,
Or come by next month,
Or come by next year,
Or see you in a decade,
Or even see you in a century,
It’s up to me and you,
And I want to see you forever!
(4/6/2007 5:07:00 PM)
Would you read poems by me? i would greatly appreciate it.
(4/5/2007 12:17:00 AM)
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I'm in a canopy
Of lonely rhymes
But every word
Seems so absurd
In every way...
This is the beginning to one of my poems, if you like it please contact me, I'm kinda new and I don't really know anyone
(3/18/2007 9:40:00 AM)
What if the sun were to die
and all life withers?
What if we somehow were
still alive and all we
do is shiver?
~~Check out my other poems if you like this one -
if you don't have a nice day! ~~
(2/13/2007 6:19:00 PM)
Ode to Kim
Hot rod death poetry
in the morning hour
I seek to know you,
It hurt down inside
when I found out you lied
you cant possibly know how I feel,
So I'll shift into fourth
release the clutch
then let go of the wheel,
Hot rod death poetry in the final hour, goodnight.....
(2/13/2007 6:06:00 PM)
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Theres two cats that live in my house
they shit in a box,
I have a box of shit in
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Careful with that dogma, my karma might hit it .
(2/25/2007 6:11:00 AM)
I thought this was great but I don't know why. I found it really funny and nearly pissed myself laughing but again, I don't know why! Perhaps it's just the overgrown schoolboy in me. Esra Sloblock
(2/15/2007 7:45:00 AM)
Words weren't enough for her. She often made high cat cries and danced hard on the blue carpet. ... more
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(2/13/2007 5:57:00 PM)
Remember that time when we were teenagers
and we rode bareback
out to the strawberry fields
and stuffed our faces 'till we were almost sick,
I recall it was foggy that day
and when the sun finally broke through
you turned and laughed and rode away
as if you were never there to begin with.......
(2/11/2007 10:59:00 PM)
My love for you is endless
I say this with all my heart
Please be my valentine
For we will never part
(2/11/2007 10:57:00 PM)
To the Hero's who gave their lives that day...
I remember I woke to the sound of chaos
First I thought it was another bombing in Iraq
Turned off the radio and turned on the news flash
I couldn't believe there was an attack
All those people caught in panic and terror
When the first tower fell, I thought it was an error
Then the second deflated like a bag of air
But with the utmost costly despair
All those people running for their lives
I couldn't believe it, to see such demise
Fear and disbelief running rampant
An un-waking hideous nightmare of time
The news cut in, and said the pentagon was hit
Oh my god I thought, could this be it?
I looked up to the skies as I drove to work
I hear there's another plane, but it hit the earth
They said it was headed for the Sears Tower
I tried calling my husband, there weren't available towers
I tried calling on my way to work
My husband worked at the Sears Tower
I arrived at work, I tried calling again
What's happening? Why aren't you answering?
Pacing the floor, tapping the phone
Come on Honey, pick up the phone
I felt guilty as hell because of where I sat
He could have been Bin Laden's target
When I heard they changed their route
I rush came over me, and I let it all out
Those brave souls on that plane made sure
It would not reach the destination of horror
Instead took their own lives
To an certain deadly detour
We finally spoke, I was overjoyed
He was as scared as a little boy
He said panic and hysteria filled the air
He wanted to be home, it was all that mattered
He said the train station was packed and scared
People were jumping the tracks
They were just looking to be safe
The building was evacuated just in case
But once on the train
He said there was an eerie silence
Someone had a radio
That played the news of that day
A sigh of relief as they drove further away
No one on that train will forget that day
They could have been the next to die that day
And instead they go home and feel safe again
I never felt so happy about a plane crashing
But my husband, my life, my everything
Was not going to die, at least not that day
I thank the passengers that gave their lives that day
They knew they would never
See their families again
They knew they were traveling
As a human time bomb that day
The parents, the wives, the sons and daughters
Sisters and brothers, friends and lovers
I pray for the families who lost their loved ones
I cannot even imagine how they felt
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