Challenge: The Perfect Ten (v2.0)

[Vampiric_Mirage]

"Baby Mine"

melancholy melody
reviving blurry memories
childhood lingers inside my mind.

 

[tungtied2u]

the beast lurks
pray you never come
face to face

 

[Tzara]

We Talk about NaNoWriMo

Write one?!

Right now, my life
is novel enough,

m'dear.



Go try it people! www.nanowrimo.org

 

[vampiredust]

tambourine sun shakes rattles and rolls
on my way h-o-m-e

 

[clutching_calliope]

Yin-yang balance

Your logical approach
always makes me rethink
my impulsive ideas.

 

[RhymeFairy]

Soaking wet panties
petition my attention.
Needing some secretion
unleashed ...

 

[Tzara]

Think, think, think, of
panties in the sink—

thanks, Anna.

 

[vampiredust]

Wind lies
quicker than
the tides

 

[clutching_calliope]

Italian peaches
hollowed with whipped cream
and my forked tongue.

 

[vampiredust]

Frogs leap off rooftops
..................kerplunk!

 

[tungtied2u]

early morning enthusiasm
bolstered by brew
to endure the grind

 

[sweetjain]

unpacking sweaters
hers
on top

water and dryer
hot

fixed

 

[Tzara]

Communication

My untrimmed whiskers
whisk your white thighs.

That's right, right?

 

[Tzara]

Neck

Lying twined and spent,
I love to watch your pulse.

 

[tungtied2u]

My arms still encircle you
even in your absence

 

[clutching_calliope]

Words thrown carelessly
from bus windows
choke
on carbon monoxide.

 

[vampiredust]

Her love

Concrete flowers sinking
to the bottom of me

 

[Tzara]

Ice tray,
whacked on counter.
Bam! Bam!

Yet, no ice.

 

[Tzara]

Her love

Concrete flowers sinking
to the bottom of me

Concrete is so odd.

It can still harden
under water.

 

[tungtied2u]

With fallen leaves
she lacquered placemats
to season her meals

 

[sweetjain]

October
tannen numbs veins
of tobacco leaves
settled on graves

 

[clutching_calliope]

She's a substitute
habit. She knows it,
so does he.

 

[clutching_calliope]

Plot Holes

I've driven my story in
and bottomed out the tranny.

 

[vampiredust]

Things i want to see before i die

bicyle, flower, moon

in that order

 

[clutching_calliope]

She's never believed in ghosts
as she's always felt alone.