clutching_calliope
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2-30 A Month of Sewing
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wildsweetone said:i've a feeling you could turn every cliche in the world on its head and make each one new.
Congratulations, Calli! Super poems, all.clutching_calliope said:the safe passage of the cavernous moon...
TheRainMan said:Congratulations at the finish line, miss 30/30.
and neo too . . . i missed neo . . . . . . and tzara, i think i missed tzara back there too . . . and . . .
oh, everyone who made it.
Tzara said:Chromium
Chromium. Shit.
All I can think of
is an electric horseman
and some Keno girl
hoovering a trailer hitch,
but if that ain't chemistry
I don't know what is.
wildsweetone said:Our song is on the radio
again, the one that sits me
in your lap, listening
as your whispers warm my ear,
as your hand cups my breast.
I don't feel the tears
falling on my cheeks
nor taste the salt
as it slips between my lips
but my heart shudders
and shrinks a little more
when I remember you
are yesterday's memory.
flyguy69 said:Catching up on this thread after considerable absence-- some really great stuff here! Congratulations to Neo and Calli, encouragement to Tzara and any others in the hunt, and welcome to arienette and any other fresh runners!
I feel like I should throw a party for ya'll! Is there a poet in the house?
neonurotic said:Congrats, Callie on another 30/30
arienette, good to see you trying again on the challenge
And I hear Liar is thinking about going again.
I'll try again in a couple of months, my life is about to get hectic and I don't feel like having my attempts number being higher than my poem number....like, *coughs, flyguy, coughs*
Liar said:3. But I made it to ten-or-so poems last time before I gave up.
So here we go...I'm gonna write title based poetry this time. I flip the New Cambridge Advanced Learner's Dictionary, and write a poem on whatever my finger lands on.
Welcome back, oh Bearer of False Witness. I'd say I missed you, but I was gone too!Liar said:3. But I made it to ten-or-so poems last time before I gave up.
So here we go...I'm gonna write title based poetry this time. I flip the New Cambridge Advanced Learner's Dictionary, and write a poem on whatever my finger lands on.
Petri Dish
Inside the hermetic seal
of a nice and tidy CNN
syndicate cliché cast,
a nuicance grew to a skimrish,
a conflict, a crisis, a war.
The infection blooms so pretty,
because that's what a nuiscance do
in that sealed and nicely baking jar.
Perfectly prepped for maximum disaster.
But safely tucked away
in there.
Only in there,
right?
annaswirls said:I know you like the back of my knee
contort my body to see you
maybe once a week under foam, razor
and a rinse of warm water,
know you like the buttons
up the back of my dress
You tell me our pulse points
have been neglected I miss
that morning touch of perfume
slow down the side of my neck
and on each wrist, ear, elbow,
knee, ankle, a daily inventory
of vulnerable skin
where flesh is thin and blood runs
close to the edge of me
Do you remember how Steffi
would spray a fragrant cloud
and spin through the droplets
tossing the bottle onto the bed
with a wave right out the door?
Ah, that would be my almost legal copy of Photoshop.flyguy69 said:What program do you use to create your graphic poems, btw?
Liar said:Big
pretty soon you will, just like me,
look down upon somebody just like you,
sprawled on a sun baked jetty, baited string in hand,
staring through her own madly dancing reflection
at tiny tracks in patches of sand,
where tiny monsters crawled to tug her trap
and wonder how it is you can't remember
the feeling of boards against your belly
or the way the beams creaked when
grown-ups passed by
pretty soon you will, just like me,
look down upon somebody just like you,
and wish it was as easy as tying bait to a string
and watching your reflection ripple
beneath a sun baked jetty
chase monsters while you can,
before they start chasing you
WickedEve said:one key too many
Thanks for the explanation your posted, maria!
Now it makes sense. You just need to add a little more to the poem.
I know what mean about getting the poem since you wrote it. lol I've done that before, and I ended up being the only who got it.