Gimmie a title

[Fast1]

Less than one, by my clock.

Pretty impressive. Unless you already had it written and used Secret Swedish Powers of Suggestion to plant that title in Angeline's mind. In fact, you probably planted the phrase "Secret Swedish Powers of Suggestion" in mine.

I'm so sorry,flyguy69, I misread the time stamp, meant not to offend. People that work fast always impress me. I am sorry, Liar. Very impressive, very good.
My name is joke on me.

 

[Angeline]

Holy shiat, it worked!



Unbearble Muse At Midnight

"Come on, sing me something new,
there is a trickle of intention
rising from the roots of you,
an urge too obvious to mention."

Those are words, a mumbled mocking
pouring from her purring lips,
through acid ego trips unlocking,
right before my focus slips.

She leans in on a whispered grin,
morphs her murmur to taste
desperation seeped through skin,
savoring that wicked waste.

"It's close to chaos, close to riot
I hear the pressure rise inside,"
she whispers softly, sits quiet
waits for an elusive tide.

It's for eyes like those I write
that hang on every motion,
an unbearble muse at midnight
and an urge too clear for notion.

Lester plays pretty songs for me.
Lady said that. He
had big eyes for the slur
of her soul. They weren't
lovers and they were

bread and butter, beans and rice,
the Delta, two hundred years
of paradise

lost, regained in territory bands
swung north, vagabonds
who counted books
in sequins, mother wit, silk zoots

and planted roots in Harlem.

You understand. Some tremulolus
bird sings in me, frail and strong,
a poetry of blues, a midnight pavement
muse in streetlight rain, not pain
but breath against your ear.

Listen.

How beautiful
each tear slicks the neon night
to cleanse your big eyes,
second sight is music if you hear.

 

[Guest]

All right a little lull time so I'm pulling a page from Liar's book... hit me up with a title and I'll write you a poem

 

[Liar]

All right a little lull time so I'm pulling a page from Liar's book... hit me up with a title and I'll write you a poem

Have one that I tried but failed:

Declaration Of Dependance

 

[Guest]

haha.. damn! what a challenge.. that one will make my brain hurt

 

[4degrees]

my addiction
rendered
hindered hind sighted
blind sided
out of nowhere
a tendancy
to taketaketake
and suck it dry
cause i'm surrendered
to another bender
of drinking you up
all night long
i'm powerless
and no detox
will get me clean of you
informing affirmation
devoted declaration
of dependancy is true.

 

[RhymeFairy]

Remember when?


I have just reread this thread. Love the idea and great for inspiration.

Seemed a good time ...