Companion to the 5 Senses Challenge

Thank you, dear. I've been reading your poems, too. Good to write with you again.
 
Thank you, GM. It's almost four months since I lost my Terry. I think I'm starting to be able to write about my feelings with more clarity and perspective.
:rose:

That love will live on in you. Thank you for the wonderful poem. What a pleasure to see your name hot in this thread.
 
That love will live on in you. Thank you for the wonderful poem. What a pleasure to see your name hot in this thread.

As you know I've not been writing here much of late, but I do come to read frequently. That senses thread is always rocking imho and contributions from Champ, you, Tods are making me want to contribute there sometimes. :)
 
GM clany's wake is sublime!
Your final stanza is perfect.
I'll raise a glass myself.
 
A little bump for Harry. :)


I've never known sex to smell like cumin, but they do share a certain earthy quality. ;)
 
Damn, Neo... welcome back!

Vinco, Vici, Victum is a hell of a story, so well-written, using the words seamlessly.
 
Thank you! Some word lists seem to just auto-write a poem.

For me, it's usually been the combination of three or four words that sparks something, which leaves me with a word or two that I have to ponder over a bit. I really love the 5 Senses thread. :)
 
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try cheaper (well think about it)

Sounds like a better option, still has the "r" sound I was looking for, and has a better ljnkage me thinks.

I might take a look at editing this one, it may have promise, or it could just be another electronic dust mite :D
 
Sounds like a better option, still has the "r" sound I was looking for, and has a better ljnkage me thinks.

I might take a look at editing this one, it may have promise, or it could just be another electronic dust mite :D

Tod, thanks for reviving this thread.

More than a dust might there and I'd stay with easier as it is more general.
 
Hi Todski - thank you for the open armed welcome :) . Feeling the urge to write a bit, though I am seriously rusty.
Well, if this
Discipline
is what you call rusty, I'll need some wet naps to clean up after I've read your more accomplished poems. :rolleyes:

That one was. . . uh, pretty sexy. Assuming it wasn't just a poem about you swiping my chocolate.




Which, I admit, it may have been. But still, women and chocolate can be pretty sexy, though sometimes disturbingly violent. Are we talking Hershey bars or Fran's dark chocolate imperiales?

In any case, welcome back. Your poetry looks damn fine to me.
 
hot water and soap suds run
off her fingers,
Y'know, I had looked at that collection of prompts and said to myself, "Not something I can do anything with."

And then Tod comes along and just rips an incredibly arousing poem off that prompt.

I feel humbled. And schooled. By a guy who writes on his phone. :cool:



I'm serious, Tod. You should think about trying to get yourself published someplace other than here.
 
Y'know, I had looked at that collection of prompts and said to myself, "Not something I can do anything with."

And then Tod comes along and just rips an incredibly arousing poem off that prompt.

I feel humbled. And schooled. By a guy who writes on his phone. :cool:

...and 'swat team' was definitely on my mind...it's nice to see some prompts twisted a lot
 
If I told you I wrote it one handed whilst using a panel saw I wonder if you’d be more impressed :p
<snip>
I saw your last comment about submitting and didn’t acknowledge it because I have always sort of flirted with wanting to try and submit my stuff, and still have doubts about the validity of my writing, since I

1) write on my phone

2) mess up on spelling and grammar a lot

3) throw stuff out so quick I don’t think of myself as a writer or poet (despite being told I am by multiple people I respect as writers, peers and people)

4) if I don’t try and submit I can’t get rejected, so I can think and believe I’m good enough without having to actually find out.

5) I’d have to try and take myself and my writing more seriously and time wise, I just don’t have it right now, (though I could probably make the time if I thought it was viable, which means this is an empty excuse :D)<snip>

Tod, you write incredibly valid poetry. Spelling and grammar can be edited. Countless other writers and poets write "hot" -- meaning quick and dirty, then tuck it away so that when they take it out and read it aloud in a month, the flaws and the beauty will be more visible, and your poem isn't bright and shiny so you can make cuts, sew tucks, and generally edit it. If it's not a better poem after being tailored, go back to V1 and hack away again. Later, you'll see how brilliant V1 was and you can simply edit for spelling.:D

I identify with your excuses, mine have been similar through the years and now that you put them out there it sounds silly to have those arguments. But I struggle with quantity, sometimes I think I should just pull them all into little chapbooks and accept that if people like them, then maybe I'll drag them out for real publications. Not likely though. I don't think I can climb up and sort the huge pile of poems (or what I call poems, anyway) to separate the coal from the tailings and end up with high quality fuel.

Ah, what the hell? Let's burn it all ... maybe the ashes will be good.
Wow... this is all dross. Check out the mixed metaphor and extended drivel!.. LOL!

PS- Your poems don't belong in the slag heap at all. :)
 
After the Rain

Remec, what you did here is very evocative of my airforce days out camping in the spring with my friends at Alberta Beach park near Edmonton. Those fire blankets sure kept the cold at bay, even when wet!
 
Remec, what you did here is very evocative of my airforce days out camping in the spring with my friends at Alberta Beach park near Edmonton. Those fire blankets sure kept the cold at bay, even when wet!

Yay for evocation! *g* I had something a little different almost complete but realized I'd forgotten the mud puddle, so I ctr-xed it and started over.

:cool:
 
A very tender look on late night life of a diva ( in the meaning of a grande dame) and a friend next door. Really enjoyed reading it. Maybe the cinnamon candy is a reason too to pay a visit?

Thank you! I also very much enjoyed your flower and bee poem, which inspired me to do the challenge again. You have some wonderful turns of phrase. I especially liked~

a cloud of stolen fellows mixed with
effusiveness of all things moving


That's so vivid and filled with image, sound and movement. :)

Your Dietrich prompt almost threw me for a loop, but then I realized I could make it work with a quote. That led to thinking of old movies and then Great Expectations, and the poem came together.

I do love that thread. It really encourages one to be creative. :rose:
 
Thank you! I also very much enjoyed your flower and bee poem, which inspired me to do the challenge again. You have some wonderful turns of phrase. I especially liked~

a cloud of stolen fellows mixed with
effusiveness of all things moving


That's so vivid and filled with image, sound and movement. :)

Your Dietrich prompt almost threw me for a loop, but then I realized I could make it work with a quote. That led to thinking of old movies and then Great Expectations, and the poem came together.

I do love that thread. It really encourages one to be creative. :rose:

Thank you for the flowers. I have to blame tod, 'porcelain' instantly brought up an image of a vase and what would know the taste of water better than a plant. The other prompts seemed to fit into that scene just perfectly...

As perfect as your pick of

Go away and come back ten years ago

It summarizes the scene so wonderful, like the spirit of the sleeping Miss Ivy speaks trough the TV, 'Darling, you should have been here in my best years, and seen me in my amazing grace.' Definitely a poem to remember.
 
Damn Angie and Tzara... go away a couple days and you smash out a whole heap of poetry, nice work

Thank you. That was more erotic poetry than I've written in years! Kind of a breakthrough for me after writing a whole lotta poetry about loss.
 
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