Challenge: The perfect ten.

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Her eyes alone
betray her fears
Truly not
her ageless years
 
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Angeline -

the rolling stones
are looking mossy
to me


This works on many levels its both sarcastic (an emotion that suits you) and descriptive of the aging band!
 
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If Bo was a ten
Is J-Lo
one
too then?


If ten is perfect,
Ergo
eleven
must be heaven.
No?
 
~ young
trembling
fresh and open

with eyes like
limousine windows ~

~ ~ ~

~ velvet muscles exploding
pounding lathering
hot and quaking
winning roses ~

~ ~ ~

~ ten
net
tenet

native
tent
tentative

unable
ten
untenable

pretentious
~

~ ~ ~

http://www.uselessgraphics.com/eyes1.gif
 
(back at my own 'puter)

Pregnant musings:
.............................

My laptop:
feels like home
My lap:
another's home

.............................

Die by my sword!
Or give me a hug.
Your call.

.............................

When the hell
will I start
craving pickles?

.............................

Gemini
Sharing space
Sharing blood
Not moods
Please don't fight

.............................

I
am
the
walrus.
Or will be,
soon.

.............................
 
Linbido said:

Die by my sword!
Or give me a hug.
Your call.

You may skip the last line (it's artistically useless anyway). Then you'll have 9 words instead of 11, and the quality of the piece will gain.

You may also read, in the other thread (a recent post), these lines from over twenty years ago:

 
[...]
 
                come to me
                thru flu and glue and alcohol
                with open arms or with a sword
                and hold me tight or cut my head away


[...]

Best regards,
 
Senna Jawa said:
You may skip the last line (it's artistically useless anyway). Then you'll have 9 words instead of 11, and the quality of the piece will gain.
Oops. Missed the word count there.
But that last line is the whole poem's focal point. Can't leggo offit, sorry.

die by my hand
or hold it
your call

thx,
-Lin
 
Horror stricken
think of the nights
day will bring... nightmare

```

daylight brings clarity

night brings horror

vamps, nightmares, terror strikes

```

night; relax relax lapse
into relapse no sleep/dream/ peace

```
Walk in day
terror by night
tortured by insomnia
plight

````

down
well
running
cup
glass
water
empty
fountain
aged

life

```
Silent noise
just noise
lethally loud
overpowering noise
tinnitus ears

~~~

I hear no silence
never ever
I hear tinnitus noise

~~~

Storm in a teacup...
unfolding
words express
meaning
Senna Jawa :)
~~~

Blessed is mine
I give to you my
word poetry

~~~
 
10+10:



bottleneck overloads downscaling
information superhighway matadors
into patiently procrastinating livestock

----

I am tiny,
a micro iota
in too big suits
 
Linbido said:
[...] Can't leggo offit, sorry.
Unless your goal is poetry.


  die by my hand
  or hold it
  your call

thx,
-Lin
This version is too cliched. Let's turn it into a literotica joke:


                        die by my sword
                        or hold it


(and no awful "your call").

Best regards,
 
"your call"

Senna Jawa said:
Unless your goal is poetry.
Ok, hold it right there. Rewind. That a bit too much of a down-your-nose remark to be left without a better explanation. Why is that not poetry?


This version is too cliched. Let's turn it into a literotica joke:
                      die by my sword
                      or hold it
:)

-Lin
 
paradigm shift
attitudes
for spice
and confusion
tilts cemented
preconceptions

...................

Life 1.0
No upgrades
No support
Bugs aplenty
Price pending
 
strings and things

one time
nine dimensions
or more
no reason
for boredom


***********

beside myself
yesterday
hasn't happened
yet
but it's already
gone

**********
I understand
tomorrow
but
yesterday
is a blur
 
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