Poetry Game, Anyone?

[Angelinity]

next word: perception

[SayerSong]

They say that all the world's a stage
But I have yet to find
An actor that good to play a role
of life that's so divine

Perhaps it is my view of things
Perception undefined
A gathering of clues and pieces
Leaving souls entwined

That I could see such simplicity
And hear echoes telling on the wind
That there is more in life to give
Than talent ere could send

So if my sights are set askew
And my heart is set askeen
I give my views back up to you
And ere to now will ever look within

Next word: Simplicity

[Eveningsdawn]

simplicity
is light snow falling softly
on dying grass


next word: snow.

[Angelinity]

next word: intricate

[moth]

Threads of all sorts
intellectual, logical,
intuitive, emotional,
spiritual.
Some thinner, some thicker,
some like rope, tethering me to
their source.
An infinity of threads
woven in me, around me, through me,
connecting me.
To those I've met, those I've not met,
still there are threads.
They work both ways.
And they show a pattern.

next word: pattern.

[davids]

There is this pattern on her arms.
White spots she digs at so earnestly
swat those insects flying about
they are not there or are they?

Her name is Linda
a sweet child she was
full of plums and christmas and I luv you.
She changed her name
to a broad over there,
now she is known as Wanda La Rouge.

She wears the Rouge on body and cloth
she still can place a cup on her ass.
Other than that
nothing has changed
except she is dead
not talking to me
of love and dolls and tootsie rolls.

She's searching her arms
the veins thin and weak
for Linda sweet Linda
not Wanda La Rouge.

"Hey broad over there,
come on I've no time.
Just kneel down right there
you'll get some from me
to feed dear Wanda La Rouge."

So Wanda is fed and Linda is dead
and time goes on with crack and begone.
Dear Linda in Heaven?
Not really sure.
Dear Wanda is right over there.

Next word: dish





to play

[Rivana]

Dish it out,
make a stand.
Take nothing,
but what you want.
Take their numbers
and never call.
Throw it down,
control it all.
Make them beg
and pant for more.
This is midnight
on the 13th floor.
Dish it out,
leave them confused
unfocused and abused,
but oh so very happy,
begging for encore.

Next up: trapp

[davids]

If anger be the trap of time
so be it gentle mind.
To find the future in past delights
is folly all the same.

Next word: finger

[Rivana]

*mind goes to the gutter*

Ehrm...
'K...hang on. *pg board, pg board, mantra, mantra*

Right, right, here we go...

***

He almost slams
right into me,
so I give him the finger.
His eyes they linger,
just a bit too long,
but I refuse
to blush for strangers.
Damn him anyway,
all I wanted to say -
was screw you
and your one-man-legion way!
I have a right to be
just who I am
and you should respect that
to my face
as much as you
speak of my grace
to your friends.

*
Don't know where that went to, but oh well

Next up: apology

[davids]

Tessa Tessa how does your garden grow?
I know, I know,
twinkle toes and mistletoes?

It went to fun
you beat the drum
of my ponty funny bone

Apology? Never dear heart
for a soul of Chiaroscurro
rather now I apologize
for illiterate spelling ploys!

Next word: ploy

[Rivana]

Give a ploy or give a plot,
the theme's amusing me a lot.
Wish to play? Then here's a game:
Hold a conversation, not just in name,
but in poetry and style,
talking all the while
about realities of life.

Next up: Agree

[davids]

I agree but trepidation hunts me
nips my heels and crisps my thoughts.

Oh well I'd try
who will start the thread?

Oh Tessa you do start-
wonderful threads!

next word: hint

[Rivana]

I'll take the hint dear friend,
it's been
on my mind for quite some time.
I'm glad you love my threads for I -
love having you around.

Next up: participate

[davids]

I'll participate
when you are out the gate
so this silly old soul
with a merry old soul
will have some idea what
the heck he must do!

next word: illustrious

[Rivana]

Oh dear, you have such
an illustrious mind.
Of course I won't
leave you behind.
I've started a thread
and now in my stead
you must write in it love,
make it fly -like a dove
and let's see how well
we can play.

Next up: Subject

[moth]

Don't subject me to the subject
of subjectivity
I get lost in all the twistiness
of relativity

next word: twisty

[Rivana]

Oh it's twisty
and it turns,
but this mind
is sharp as ice.
Better mind
your manners,
a witty tongue's
unwise:
The Sphinx takes no prisoners.

Next up: lofty

[dancingandflying]

Up above the sky
above the clouds
above the hopes and dreams
she sits watching me
and her tears
saltier than the winding ocean
fall on my head.
They are empty and tired
like my heart that is
cold with grief.

Next word: whisper.

"You're nothing but a pack of cards!"
Alice.

[Rivana]

My dreams whisper of worlds
far beyond the fallen tears
of a child lost in harsh words.
My breaths release the burden
and my weary head feels light.
This is right -I will forgive all.

The people behind the curtains all
live behind masks in their worlds.
Heedless of their darkness, they see light
reflected upon sweat drops and tears.
Their role is a chosen burden,
but can it be released by words?

They line up their hurtful words
as if they were but lines, all
one could ever speak. No burden
could be greater in any worlds.
The bitter sting of laughing tears,
reflecting only sorrow in dark light.

The masks have blinded them from true light,
and the lines have shallowed their words.
They speak with knives and with tears,
no commandments –they’ve broken them all.
Lost in their reverie and inner worlds,
their life becomes a burden.

I want to help lift that burden
and reflect all of life in that light
I want to show them different worlds,
want to speak with soothing words
and maybe that will teach them all
that there is other water than tears.

Maybe then they will dry their tears
and maybe, release some of the burden.
I just wish to help them, that’s all,
not preach, but just speak, about light.
I wish to deliver with my words,
wish to take them to different worlds.

Let’s dry them all –the fallen tears,
travel to worlds that release the burden.
We’ll find the light within loving words.


Next word: ambition

[Paint]

Slow it was slow
at first, that drive
gathering speed
as the years went by.

A nudge here
a lie to surely follow
prostituting my truth
for that whore ambition.

I believed my own story
as I danced and weaved
through the corporate web
on my ladder climb of dreams.

Lifting a veil is hard you see
But reality shows the spin
Captured in a gossamer trap
woven by me, ambitious spider.


next word: gossamer

[Angelinity]

next word: perturbed

[Rivana]

He looks perturbed
at my given answer,
as if he can't
quite understand
I won't cave to his demand.

Can such a small thing
really shake up
his narrow little world?
Someone not bowing,
not scraping
just saying no?

Now that's a show -
to see him there
so completely
unprepared
for someone standing
up to him,
not catering to
his every whim.
Spoiled little
rich kid,
think you have it all.
Well I think
your head's too big
and your mind -
too small.

Next up: fan

[Angelinity]

next word: pernicious

[davids]

On the way to Campianolla
I stopped to smell the rainbow
to fill myself with others lusts
as mine had died
had fled the rumblings of my soul
left me in an empty ditch.

Do stop along the slight green path
do not fear for where you tread
may lead you to a slumber pot
of rainbows gold and treasure peace

On the way to Campianolla
where we can meet
can hold and be
one another's gentle hug
no other roads may lead us on
frenzied hate no need to run
gentle gait or childhoods skip
the fan of gentle discontent
waved no longer
to hush the sound
of a passage feared
or winter cold.

On the way to Campianolla
a heart that beats
in name's small breast
where we can rest
not judge
the small requite
of sins that pass
away in Campianolla's heart.

[Angelinity]

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[Angelinity]

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[Angelinity]

next word: pi$$ed

[davids]

I do not know what is going on but the last poem I posted is missing-how did Illy delete posts-whats up?

[Angelinity]

:cry: .

[davids]

Me two and it was not a bad one I think! gotta save I suppose-what sleeve?

[Angelinity]

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[davids]

On the way to Campianolla
I stopped to smell the rainbow
to fill myself with others lusts
as mine had died
had fled the rumblings of my soul
left me in an empty ditch.

Do stop along the slight green path
do not fear for where you tread
may lead you to a slumber pot
of rainbows gold and treasure peace

On the way to Campianolla
where we can meet
can hold and be
one another's gentle hug
no other roads may lead us on
frenzied hate no need to run
gentle gait or childhoods skip
the fan of gentle discontent
waved no longer
to hush the sound
of a passage feared
or winter cold.

On the way to Campianolla
a heart that beats
in name's small breast
where we can rest
not judge
the small requite
of sins that pass
away in Campianolla's heart.
__________________
Next word: lost

[poetinahat]

Ah, I think I may know what happened.

Occasionally, I've run into a glitch in the display when a thread goes onto a new page, say post #251 (25 posts per page). Sometimes, I just can't get to that new post. (I think the way to do it is to hit Reply, then view the previous posts below the editing window.)

In this case, the first post at the top of the next page is from someone who's on temporary ban. Maybe that threw the display function off for you?

Anyway, carry on!

[davids]

Thanks to the Grand Poobah Mr. Rob all is well in the land of Nod

[P.H.Delarran]

They started out
as many do
hand in hand
inseparable

Where he went,
she went
finishing his sentences
they conquered life
as one melded being
indestructable

Until one day he lost his way
but in denial
kept on plodding
expecting her to guide them
he forgot however
to keep hold of her hand


next word: denial

[Angelinity]

next word: fool

[davids]

A fool did jump
feet of the King not far away
for he who is fooled
cannot judge the day
when life passes by
no thoughts for the day

Next word: jeopardy

[Rivana]

My soul is in jeopardy
I have to leave for a while.
The only thing that scares me anymore
is to face a grinning smile
of emptiness in the mirror.

I'll be going on a short trip
so that I don't slip up
and do something
contrary to my mind.
Not nature, no -
I have chaos inside, I know.

My soul is the only thing
I could never afford to lose.
I may not be rich by standards,
but the life I choose
will always belong to me.

Next up: journey

[davids]

Oh God I look to you
fear at journey's end
has made me look inside the place
that youth had deemed who cares.

So as the aged
I sit in pews
of ancient marbled wood
in fear of what the future holds
wondering where I'll go
for hell has been
heaven is
the trodden steps
of life that could have been
filled with joy-love-not hate.

Oh God I look to you
fear at journey's end?

next word: collapse

[Angelinity]

next word: rye

[davids]

Rye a good choice
of word or drink?
I think I'll choose the word
as yesteryear did prove to me
to comply
with Rye
puts old Dave in the sink?

Next word: Drink

[KTC]

This mangled mess, am I,
a twisted wreckage
running rampant with cliché,
abhorrent little phrases
not quite catching the gist
of my blistered pain.
And nothing lifts this veil,
nothing shakes the night
from the foot of my glistening soul.
I find no solace in the moonlight,
only longing from an open window,
as if reaching for a soothing drink
of its fractured wisdom.
Not even sipping Joni in the morning light,
can save me, that Canyon Lady,
majestic and pale.
No comfort in communicating
with those ebony bones and ivories,
the music lifting lightly into morning,
and I, unappeased, listening
to the tinkle of symphonies,
eschewing comfort for sorrow.
Soprano street preachers
of an evening, could not save me,
no a cappella mantra
sung for whispered glory
could lift me from myself.
Time, that great gathering whore,
will come to pass, entrench me in myself,
and sweep me, likewise like the rest,
into futures unrevealed, and I,
laughing one day soon,
will forget the sorrow held
with such a stinging greed.
Until that time, it is I,
this mangled mess, and rampant rants,
a flame of anger
in a sleepless night.

NEXT WORD: NIGHT

[davids]

Wow that is a tough one to follow-I hope a few others might get the brilliance of this poem-like I said-WOW!!!!

Does Night mingle?
With the day I mean.
So much mingle in my mind.

Then the trick it plays
you know, the one about sleep being good
except of course the raping of my mind
that trick that sleep plays on me.

I know it's not God
God could not do such a thing
to his essence
the spring of His mind.

So I give it to the anti-hero
the one who is searching for my soul.
Hell, if it was God it would already be his I guess
or so it seems to me.
I would not have to search so much
giving up too easy.

Can you give your soul?
To the anti-hero I mean.
If it belonged to God
it would be his
I'd have nothing to give away.

So it seems that it is taken
not much for me to do
avoid the sleep
an easy chore
for a man
whose threat is sleep.

Next word: Chaos

[jst5150]

chaos in the black deep calls us
summons us
lures us
fickle embers of evil
glowing hot against the innocence
flickering in eternity
providing flame
souls flayed
mired by the choices
awaiting us at the gates
will there be Peter
or three-headed wolf?
wrapped in logic
virulent rapacious think
this curious mantel, spun
worn heavy astral wool
provides false promise
weary protection
as fate's gullet widens
vortex of hell's wind pulls
tumbling, we fall
comforted by the confusion as
chaos in the black deep calls us

Next word: papal

[KTC]

No papal decrees
will enslave me,
cause me to shed
my home of humanity.
No idiom of stupidity,
forced upon the masses
of meek and forlorn
will wrap these wings
with the impossibility of flight.
I will soar above these doctrines,
ancient and dusty
from the darkened halls
of history,
I will decry their cynicism
of the opening world,
their desire to thwart
the beauty of the chrysalis
springing with time to a multitude of wings.
I will embrace the decadent
dawn of man and myth,
look away from the obtuseness of tyranny
brought forth from the darkening halls
of the aging house of dust
and all the anger
it encompasses.

Next word: DUST

[jst5150]

she is but dust
glitter on my imagination
fluttering, cast to torrents
flashing colors glinting in
spinning Kaleidoscope
fleeting eye candy
favorably viewed until settled
on 17th Century hall table
sitting, dwelling
on her vaguest mortalities
varying degrees of interest
until something
wipes clean her legacy
given time coupled with
degeneration of fleshy cloak
she will return again
dust in my mind

Next word: skin

[KTC]

This skin of mine,
thin veil of dust,
locks me from the cosmos,
prevents my flight eternal.
Breath enters the husk,
keeps death at bay
while forbidding omnipotent vision,
electric dance of universal flight.
Decay is stalled, as bones move me
through the passage of time,
and yet I pray
for that day to come,
unlock me from the torture
of earthbound bodies,
fracture me from the earth
into the great beyond
moonlight divine.
Skin, trapped for a time,
unleashed at the end
for the ride eternal,
that last breath,
last breath coming...

Next Word: ETERNAL

[jst5150]

eternal sorrows
suffer wayward wizards
wandering lost longing
to trespass triumphantly
past pious paladin protesters
sunk sullenly, mired magically
hands held, clinched closely
against avenues of
desolate divining
warlocks wrapped,
bound beautifully by
furious flocking dreaming demons
whose eternal sorrows
they seek to share
against agonizing minds
of wayward wizards

next word: wand

-

[KTC]

With this wand
I will make you
awaken,
stumble from your
stupor of days.
With this cup of drink,
dizzy the spell
I will take you.
Shake your dreams,
engorge the mind
that eternal eye
of conquered wisdom
laying dormant in that rage
you call a mind.
With this blistering mantra
I will awake your tree,
roots deep in time
twisted to the gnarl of grit,
the earth that sucks us raw,
keeps us firm in bodies divine.
With this stroke of wisdom
I will lift you from your dance,
twist the manic brain
from your sleeping core,
give you voice
from which to speak in tongues,
unbidden by knowledge lost.
With this wand,
and just a little flick
from the hands that move me,
I will assail your little house,
break the glass that keeps you
to the strings of time
like a spider caught
mid-motion, awkward in its sprawl.
With this wand,
and maybe, hey,
just a little sip
from the cup divine.

Next Word: SPIDER

[jst5150]

she thought the world
a coiled spider
ready to reach
and swallow whole
thoughts she had
of matrimony
of children
of old age
the spider, she said
would leap
leech onto her face
and draw the life from her
as the harvest moon
languished behind her
old tattered farm
alas the world spun
ever on
an axis that resembled
more a fluttering dove
sighted by hunters
than some spider
so she worried
without reason
and died
nervous

Next word -- wheat

[Angelinity]

somewhere
in the hub of creation
a spider lays
in wait
spinning

next word: frumpy

[davids]

Frumpy-lumpy-bumpy-gumpy
all children's toys
disclaimers of virtual minds
that writhe in agony
over buttons pushed
what dress to wear today

So let us find some time
to wish and pray
in ernest solitude
someone will come
to show the way
to frumpy-lumpy-bumpy-gumpy
reckless silly gratitude

next word: response

[Angelinity]

next word: course

[jst5150]

stay the course!
against the wave
mouths to feed
lives to save!

by dawn we're home
awake with kin
rewards and riches
come from within

stay the course!
ascend you well
veer off path
plunge to hell!

next word: pitchfork

[Angelinity]

cold heat
roasting flesh on diamond coals -
burnt yet never scarred.
this purifying fire consumes not
but travels deep,
jagged flames tear agony into the bone
begging repentance.

i confess my sins.
unspear your pitchfork from my heart -
loving you
was wrong.

next word: instigator

[jst5150]

instigator
push
instigator
words
instigator
thinks he's a badass
instigator
where my lunch money
instigator
what a rep
instigator
Like North Korea with pimples
instigator
3-day suspension
instigator
a future leader

next word: schoolhouse

[Paint]

Long winding tubes
curl, a snake in the sun
down down the schoolhouse
outside wall.

It's fire drill day
I wish I had pants on
but no, rules say skirt
as I scree! down the tube
to land on the ground below
Thud!
The boys watch.


next word: watch

[davids]

I watched the sun put the day to sleep
sweet talk on my lips
as love would say to young hearts true
oh you deep and lovely
soft-dark-night.



Next word: softly

[Angelinity]

a patch of grass
by the back door,
so she can keep an eye out -
lest i pack my bags again
and leave her with strangers.

birds on a tree branch -
years ago
she'd chase them up
as they dozed in slumber
before dawn broke the night,
leaving feathered bodies
limp on welcome doormat -
a gift for her adopted mom.

when we had room to roam
she paced me like a faithful hound
on dune walks,
rushing to scan for danger
before it slithered out of sandy holes
in crackly desert brush;
rousing ancient big-cat spunk
she battled orange-painted snakes,
fearless of the peril -
nice lunch for mommy - look, poison's dead!

these miser sunless days we feed from cans
cooped up in a room
third floor above ground.
a light shaft sweeps briskly
across the balcony;
she awaits it each day, eyes closed
curled up on the patch
to warm dulled fur and clean herself,
dreaming. whiskers twitch softly
with distant chirping sound.
as i exhale the smoke of wishful thinking,
i pat her head and whisper
'soon, baby - we'll go home.'

next word: felinesque

[davids]

Felinesque?
Wow that's a word I like
to describe the woman that I love!

Soft paws and sharp claws
yummy for my tummy.
She purrs and growls
and makes these jowls
glow in youth's demise.

So thank you felinesque
you are like a cat so fine
that when you land
and me you find
I'll glady be your lamb!!!!

Next word: pathway

[kdnxdr]

pathway obstructed by
the press of you
holding me tightly,
held and pressed,
I swim my days
in contemplation
of possibilities and unknowns
oblivious of my mortal cage
knowing only your presence,
the perfect place to be;
if I linger to carve my name
I only hope the others
will appreciate the same.

next word: succor

[davids]

Succor the help bubble
a clown floating from
town to town
heads
souls and minds
sit softly on them
let them hold you tightly
fold inside of you
the bubble that may not
should not
bounce away
from head or heart
or fancy thoughts of joyful days
but rather be a useful tool
to pull at hope
and smile with fate

next word: sermon

[Rivana]

Giving a sermon to the lost
what benefits from this?
Their bodies broken,
their souls dismissed.
Who covets their own holiness
so completely?
What justifies a fallen servant
elevated to demigod?
Revenge and avenging,
blind they walk in light,
seeing only darkness
when the prideful mind's too bright.

Next up: lock

[davids]

It was lock-down
dark came
to die too soon
lock-down where they put the likes of me
I loved Patriotic to the bottom of my soul.

There was a lot of crying
no tears left
not for me
I left them on the porch of my life
that soft sweet rain dropped summer day.

Let out?
Should that joy be filled and thrown to you?
Came back
looked about
lock-down?

I guess it's in the way
you look at it, yours or mine?
I will thrust the so-called joy of freedom
back in the faces of the ones who lied to me
to myself for believing
a bite of Mom's sweet apple pie
could change the world
set us free.

A thought of that
nice and warm and holding me
is crap-the sadness of the lack
of finding better words to say
is a knife in the heart of every boy
that thinks a man must stand or die.

I know what you think
all you out there
of honors, pride and sacrifice.
Cheap talk
that is all it is
tricked me once
never again.

Take it for yourselves
and fill your life with cheap words and pretty pictures
young lads and ladies
sit in lock-down
waiting in forlorn
they know not now
that this sermon of pity
I write for me
is my truth
not yours
but in me forever.

Your pity is loathsome
your joy is pathetic
look in the corner of lock-down
where dark dust and emptyness
knows your there.

We have felt it
we have touched it
we have heard it
we have seen it.

So come back child from the land of lock-down
proclaim the wonders of your own demise
in darkness, in cells, in purple pains throbbing majesty
keep lying to them but not to me
they'll buy your shit
they'll vote you in
you'll sit where you have always been
with me in lock-down
safe and ?

Next word: forgiven

[Rivana]

Forgiven?
I do not need it.
I've forgiven myself,
that's enough.
I need no
ringing endorsement
of love and apology.
It's enough to be
content with my life,
enough to know
that any doubt
is a useless form
of hindsight.
We all make mistakes
and we all pay,
if not tomorrow,
then some other day.
Regrets?
It's useless in the great
scheme of things,
listen friend...
do it right
the first time you try it
and if you don't
then try again.
My rules for conduct
becoming the living
are more severe
than any blame.

Next up: absolution

[SayerSong]

I ask for absolution
All the sins committed
In the infant days of youth

Yet know I now
the things I've done
Have long been absolute

Where than, do I travel
Down a long, lone
empty road?

Off toward the future
Bright, clear, shining
Where sins no longer hold me

I will find such absolution
In the chiming of my heart.

Next word: Lymeric

[Angelinity]

next word: grueling

[davids]

Grueling gruel
love's lost promise
that escapes the frenzy
the search for someone to hold
to just snug as a bug in a rug with

The thin promise it gives
gruel for the heart
of young and of old
an escapade of futile despair
sparks up it does once
or even twice in a bunch
of Posies and Rosies
and Daffodil bunchies
so let us dear hearts
grasp at the gruel
as it winds the way down
slippery through fingers
covered in blood
erstatz for the joy of the brood
for the tickle and squeeze
the soft gentle breeze
of I love you dear one
forever and after
one heart-one life
to swim in a pool
of soft summer nights
of winters meant to be cruel
to have and to hold
oh what a joy you have been
I cherish your love
thank you dear hearts
for cherishing mine

Next word: complacent

[Angelinity]

next word: gregarious

[davids]

Gregarious once was I?
A child that jumps-laughs-then cries
finger in the socket
then hands in the pocket
a shock to fix this curious Gregory.

Next word: frump

[Angelinity]

a truly original tale
this frump
on the tip of my nose.
never knew it obstructed my sight
until i squinted down on it
with my good eye
shutting the other.

next word: shady

[threedogpeople]

Sun so hot
you can smell it;
Air so thick
you can touch it.

Water laden,
breath stealing,
chest pounding,
life sapping.

Longing for refuge
and redemption,
finding grace,
...under a shady tree.


NEXT WORD: silent

[davids]

Silent night-holy night
why can't the screams
hear and understand?

Next word: delivery

[Stew21]

conversation
echoes
through quiet hall
lingers long
out of earshot
moving from one word
to the next, with steps.
uttered marionette strings
tangle in the air -
pull and tug -
rise to the fluorescent.
hang above cubicle walls
clipped wing phrases flutter
feathers to the ground,
unattached to their context
followed by unrecognized laugh
trailing after a clause,
incomplete.
"now not even
the ugliest man in Glasgow
is good enough
for you..."
disintegrates to quiet
as my legs carry me away
from their source,
and I swat at the dangling
punchline,
high above my head.
stifle a laugh,
knowing,
it was all
in the delivery.

next word: dangling

[davids]

At a certain age
one notices things
more than a bit
I've noticed that
a participle may dangle
it may even be a wrong angle
but hell old men look down
they hope and they pray
how much is no help at all.

Next word: proforma

[Paint]

Nice
written lines
true to form
by the book.

Make me nervous
make me shiver
make me want
want want
to scribble
to throw in a ;
that doesn't match
or rhyme or follw
a beat or spell rite.

It's that rebel thing
and I can not stop
pursues me into
my writing, my art,
my clothes my love.
I dare to be different.
But I do admire the poets
who write proforma.

next word: different

[Angelinity]

racing
invented measures of time
--mislabeled enemy
etching folds on my forehead,
temple lines,
tracing meridians
meant
to map the seat of my soul.

masters' subtle hints ignored--
my feet planted squarely in the surf,
here i persisted
perpendicular to flow,
resisting tides
as gentle waves lapped puckered lips
sealing my words in silence,
hopes in sorrow,
and webbing dreams in obscure silk;

i didn't dare let go
to float the current,
journey from this lonesome shore.
nor did i ask what reasons
for the ocean roll
believing that
like those who held this spot before me
awaiting bursts of auroras,
this here,
would be the whole of my journey.

maybe it was a scattering of clouds?
rainbow shards
clattered the bubble
of sheltering fog i let grow?

maybe a radio bleep my embrio-self beamed,
knowing back then that letting go
was something I would come to forget?

maybe it was a miracle

and maybe
all is as it should be--
for how could i appreciate freedom
if bondage didn't have a name?

how sublimly different -- floating away,
travelling the mirror of my soul
watching suns map the universe.

next word: limbo

[Rivana]

Dancing in limbo,
the dreams of yesterday
reflect with joy
on childhood mysteries.
Whenever I feel the need
to just be human for a while,
I go and watch my dreams
somewhere in snowflakes
and sandboxed sand.
It never fails
to bring me a smile,
this trip to Never Never Land.

Next up: snow

[threedogpeople]

Snow falls
masking
the trouble
beneath.


Next word: chain

[Angelinity]

City perched on cranes
brand holding-trust names
real estate chains
Bear, Tiger concerns--
suckle-preditors
stalking prey in the exchange
and home loan centers.
Futures built on borrowed funds
--Invest-Invest! Real estate boom
on seawater lakes held afloat by rubber beds
500 metres from shores swollen
with made-up islands
stilling tides once known
to carry pearled clams
when honest pirates ruled the coast.

Desert silence
lost to motor drone
generator hums fa#t noxious fumes
obliquing sunlight past deadline.
City line from the 27th floor --
Mickey Mouse pools
peacock
lotus flower--
ephemeral dreams
reflecting idle yachts
that may never leave the bay.

next word: gains

[davids]

Capitol gains-spiritual gains
right now I wonder which
will give me a twitch
or bump of some light
my wallet is full
so maybe I'll cull
over sweet spirit pie a la mode'

Next word: kinship

[Angelinity]

thirty days to die
24 hours times 3600
times thirty
seconds.

when tyrants
stand trial like everyman
we might forget the butchering
forgive their folly
and beg to let them die of old age
die in peace on an tropical island
like Castro the impervious
die
like everyman should die
at the hands of God
in kinship
suckling some motherly bosom
til his last wisp of breath gives way...
notwithstanding slaughters
of babies
howling mothers
castrated men --

those were things...
had to be done!
right for their times --
anyway, it's all past,
can't bring the dead back, can you?

no.
i can
give you thirty days
to die.

next word: candle wick

[davids]

Candle Wick a silly whore
she jumps through hoops and sits in gore
of rubble roused in slight requite
while men eat flesh and spit out souls

An angel she that Candle Wick
her mother told her you are so sick
then smashed her in her childish way
cried and screamed-sat down to pray.

Oh Mommy dear why do you love
to see yourself in me?
I think I'll run away with Ruben
he loves me though I be a slut
for Ruben I will rut and rut
till someday in far off happy day
Candle Wick-puff-blow
who cares for Candle Wick?

Next word: glaring

[Stew21]

sympathy strolls
down her cheeks;
dives from chin
to chest,
stains the heart
she thought was immune.
and the need
for emotion
leaves her glaring
at the puddle
that remains.

next word: immune

[Unique]

Mr. Teflon, so immune to the barbs of his opponents
ignores the clamoring voices of so many
is his platform truly so noble
that criticism slides off like rain
on a clean window.
Tell us, Mr. Teflon,
are you live
or are you
Memorex?

next word: slide

[davids]

Slide you damn fool slide
my uniform so nice-no glide
I'll be out stay out
it is just a game
but suits come seldom
no shame in having one
but shame to thee
that cuts the plea
and lifts the thumb-yer out!

Next word: opuses

[Angelinity]

high cheeks
fawning adulation
powdered noses
approbation
laudation
silent clap of jubilation
for the master of the day

great new
opusses exalted
masterpieces
elevated
consecrated
leave these tender hearts elated
on their way to champagne brunch

next word: abnegate

[black winged fighter]

To love
is to abnegate
all sanity and sense.

Next Word: sense

[Stew21]

heaved into chest
with a breath
that was scrolled
on the vein of a leaf,
now fallen.
scribbled
in dew and promise.
unseen, unread,
until its death,
then loved
when given away.
plucked from heart
torn from its source
and then revealed,
that we live
for the sense we make
in space
between the lines
when we exhale
the words we are given.

next word: sacred

[davids]

Playing this sacred Lute
no end of trouble it brings
for once in a while
when trouble beguiles
the tender loins of life
I pluck at the strings
with rhythm intend
to sing in sweet song
we can all come along
sacred Lutes in our hands
to faun in gentle faux pas

Next word: noise

[Stew21]

synchronized splashes
echo through hills
naked night spills
after a hush
in a wake of laughter.
and ever after
the reward of night swimming
underwater dimming
the starlight.
nothing exposed
but we impose
on glistening moonlit water
only to find
the child's mind
is the soul
of secret noise.

next word: perch

[davids]

The red worm, bit of dough, number eighteen
Perch just love that crap
the better thing they do
is swarm around the Willow Tree
so Pops can take his grand kids
and sit with them a spell
in Sun Shine Rays
quizzin' spells
Pops gotta big one
Christ those days were sweet!

Next word: peony

[NeuroFizz]

Pretty peony, just emerged
envies the defiant daffodil
in full color, and mourns
the ballsy crocus, flowered
but now in decline

Heroes rise to challenges
true, but remain valiant
long after the gauntlet falls
and their bright colors
forever fade.




New word: granite

[KTC]

Granite eyes,
alight with fire
ignite my dreams
into being.
Electric lips,
pristine,
juice harp clarity
entice my visions
for charity.
Your living will
pumping through
my straining veins,
enlists your chanting
hummingbird precision
enraptures my spine,
in time to music
penetrating heart
and inside I hum,
straight like a lion
on a path to Nirvana
and chanting your name
from my open mouth,
tongue lilting
with the desire of angels
in this far away haven
painted with the glow
of angels' wings
and sing.
I will. Your name
that mantra
falling,
like liquid sugar
on lilting petals
and I,
tongue stretched to engulf
the vision,
will reach out
and grasp that richness
yet untasted.
But first
the granite
of your fiery gaze
and then.


Next Word: FIRE

[davids]

By gosh I like a nice fire
what we killed roasting
hickory split and lightning fast
the crackle of fat in meat
Indian dancing feet
shine from ear to ear they do
those lovely dosey does
kill em that's the way
gotta have them cracklin' cacklin'
those lovely dosey does

next word: retribution

[janetbellinger]

Granite sky and granite mind
on that New Years eve I did find
all the colors bled away
leaving town without a sound.

Later on we heard it said
the color blue stood on its head
red bumped right into purple
resulting in the granite hue.

new word: merge

[Angelinity]

at twilight
when hazy glow
slants the rush of your eyes,
my desire hooked
on a moon horn dangling loose
in a triad of stars,

i fool myself thinking
our worlds could merge--
puzzles fitting snugly
around a future
make-believe.

at dawn
we turn away
curled around signature bubbles,
back to back,
unintersected;
holding tight to our own
against profane miasma
that might
distort a perfect curve

next word: dismantle

[black winged fighter]

The way you
scatter
me with your
touch
is magic -
the way you
dismantle
me with a kiss
is sacred -
the way you
tangle
me in a memory
is love.

Next Word: tangle

[Angelinity]

if
at times i seem to forget your name,
face turned to red moonlight,
gaze clinging to shadows on your face--
don't turn away forever
quivering heart sliced open;
pour salt in the wound
thinking me fickle
and incurably perverse.

but search me upclose and remember
that i am one and the same--
imperfect puzzle
you joined together of scattered fragments,
a webbed tangle of pieces
you stole from lost lovers,
innocent keepsakes you hoped
might come together
to complete you.

next word: pipe dream

[davids]

OHHH-pipe dream
AHHH-pipe dream
when dreams from the pipe
can fill me with hype
I'll glady pay you tomorrow
for a humbyurger today

Next word: Yum-yum

[Cassie88]

Yum-yum
A child's word
yum repeated
just for fun

Yum-yum
a child's word
with hand
circling the tum-tum

If you haven't said it
you can't remember when
it's time you fed a baby
swerve a spoon through air

yum-yum delicious
sitting in the high chair
there there, precious one,
there there there


Next word: Precious

[black winged fighter]

The last sigh of a swallow
is the most precious
snatch of air
skywide.

Next Word: wide

[Angelinity]

one year too soon
or late--
it's every seven years
they say big changes should roll in
to shift our running paths askew...
so not all adages are true.

when you first asked,
i gleamed...
although i really knew
you didn't love me -- nor i, you.
but how the feeble heart persists
in calling 'granite' these old schists...

and as the story goes,
our paths are spreading wide--
here is a door that i can close;
i have an ending for this tome
and taking all my loving
home.

next word: plainclothes

[davids]

I been wearin' em
wearin' em fer a long time
plain man-plain clothes
wrapping a complex
didgerydoo of guts and blood
and simple how do you does

Next word: sharp-witted

[Unique]

Sharp as a tack
and when the tack
strikes back
it's
homicide, suicide, fratricide
patricide
insecticide
you bet tricide
Wanna ride?

Next word: bicycle

[Dee]

Based on a childhood game...

Two kids
On their backs
Feet together
Pedal slow
Bicycle, bicycle
Pedal fast
Tricycle, tricycle
Pedal faster
Tricycle, tricycle
Feet fly
Apart
Laughter
Put feet together
Once more
Pedal slow
Bicycle, bicycle

Next word: faery

[davids]

Bob was a faery
no faery name has Bob
rather call him sweet
a child's real treat
sprinkle dusty star's
sweet dreams
in noses on gumses.

Bob the feary
oh bringer of tidings and joy

next word: iteration

[black winged fighter]

She is
the fractal iteration
endless
of a life
with no beginning
until she meets
him
one spiral day.

Next Word: spiral

[Angelinity]

starting slowly
in the aft,
where clutters of words
of disparaging shapes lay--
jumbled ill-fitting puzzles
whose meaning i forgot
since last brushing past on my way to find
the perfect weave,

a gentle breeze
fans,
imperceptibly at first,
rousing top layers
from piteous slumber
in tremulous flux,
coiling,
uplifting
a gainful spiral
of yawning shapes twitching
from stupor.

lined in a perfect circle, buoyant,
freed from gravity,
my words transmute to energy,
glowing edges like fireflies,
writing a prayer of thanks
to the antigod
of writer's block.

next word: anti-god

[Unique]

you can run but you cannot hide
the all seeing eye sees all
deny til you die
the result is the same
you won't see Him
but He sees
you.


next word: hide

[black winged fighter]

Day after day
she
hides
and
hates.

Next Word: Year

[Stew21]

what of the year
in its months and its days;
hours of agony
or bliss
sewn together;
a tapestry of time
threadbare from use.
A rich and bold palette
of embroidered images
fine as the hourglass sands.
sunsets and rises cast on it
the hues of life and seasons
of sun's change;
love.
What of the year
if we do not dance on it
gaze at it, reflecting ourselves
to its picturesque light,
or shadow
giving ourselves to its likeness
being ever changing
with each passing moment
of a day or a week.
Each thread of the cloth
strings the moments like pearls,
spans decades on its strands
of befores and afters,
twining now with then and
everafter.
What of a year
given a date?
Isn't it only the
cumulative of all
before and after
and how it is viewed
and by whom
right now?

next word: reflecting

[davids]

My heart reflecting in mirrors distant past
reshape my thoughts of twisting fantasy's cast
on dreary ponds of still rebuke
for age has swept no fears away
this mirror cannot lie to me
for life is just as reflected light
that shows the past and dims the fore
of hope and sweetened peaceful days

Next word: cynic

[black winged fighter]

They called her a cynic
like it was a bad thing.
In a world where mirrors break
themselves,
only the blind
do not see
it coming.

Next Word: coming

[davids]

Coming in or coming out
the question begs some small discussion
of passions passionless
or the fruit of love
that baby's bring?

Next word: cereal

[Rivana]

I dunked my cereal i chocolate sauce.
It tasted just a bit like Mars.
I was bored you see
and did not mean
to in any way demean
a perfectly adequate breakfast.

Next up: skulking

[davids]

Skulking-crawling in and out of others remains
a maggot I to listen to the fruits of never listened to
those thoughts that leaches find so dear
that pus inside burst in flame
Lucifer wrecks those wanton claims
in pawn shops where we go to ditch
our souless guts in blackened pitch
that sticks to us through thick and thin
relieves our chins of dribble rot
no cloth so thick to rescue me
oh maggot I a legless crime
to smash your soul in so sublime

next word: Silly

[Ganesha]

Silly

his finger squeaked over the streamed mirror
my heart pounded
the word love dripped one drop
I licked it


word: kindness

[davids]

Kindness a gentle word of soft delight
that fills me with the thoughts of light
to wish that kindness somehow could
be written on my soul soft hood

Next word: requite

[Angelinity]

this part of the jungle
totally unprotected
from greed
roots spread out over rock
sundials
footprints of rodents
snake tracks
spider-bug
camuflaged in algae
basking in sun
on the bank
and fresh-water turtles
bite your hand

discovery uncharted
bottom of mountains
to undiscovered caves
with tyra and tyrone
caterpillars living like snakes
think twice
mean red ants mad as hell
ah! everywhere in 10 seconds
venomous centipede see it run in your nightmares
feet hurt
spider jumped over my shoulder
awesome
where humans never been before
tomorrow's cave
if you're lucky
need to be careful
be aware

the other hole
down below invites
darkness loose
lost world
roots
going down to water
and mountain closes deep underground
in the narrowing blade of rock
tight squeeze
very tight built for caving
tons of rock above him oh god!

big down there
first people ever to see awesome
dead ends
amazing stuff
countless forms of life
breathtaking
huge cicadas whole abdomen hollow
biggest bee in the world
further along the riverband
mangrove sankes
and nesting cobras
deadly female on a nest of leaves
closest i'm getting
measure of the jungle
evidence
air pristine in the cave

back to where we've started
no way out of this labirinth-cave
no one ever seen it
nor will we tell

spectacular
from the deadly
pitiful
and plain weird
living beating heart of the jungle

there it is
silly
what we share toilets with
here

save it
if you care

next word: accessory

[Rivana]

I've started to wear my heart
like an accessory.
Does that make any sense at all?
Probably far too much sense,
if you're anything like me.
We just see too much, don't we?
It's like a whirlwind of masks,
unshed tears, brittle smiles,
insincere thank yous and pleas both.
Breakable, unshakable,
catch on? They never...
catch on? They don't...
think further, yet somehow
do the right thing
at the wrong moment,
as if out of phase
with my reality,
out of tune
and it's my fault
for wearing my heart
as an accessory.

Next up: frame

[davids]

I was framed
I tell ya I was framed
get yer stinkin' hands off me
I tell ya I was framed!

Oh-you mean a picture dear?
you wanna take a picture dear?
Put me in a frame my dear?
Oh-how lovely to be framed!

Next word: signal

[Stew21]

The signal
headlights flashing
once, twice.
From bedroom window
flapped
scampered
flopped
to solid ground
ran
and dropped.
New moon night,
blackest of dawns,
starred and waiting
anticipating.
signal light flashed,
just beyond the field,
and carload adventure awaits.

next word: beyond

[ricahardo]

What lies there - know not I,
It is beyond.
What happens there - know not I,
It is beyond.
What hopes are there - know not I,
It is beyond.
What life is there - know not I,
It is beyond.
What injustice is there - know not I,
It is beyond.
What love is there - know not I,
It is beyond.
What lies here - that I know,
What else is beyond.

next word - Love

[Rivana]

I sit by the piano
and midnight passed
oh, hours ago.
I'm playing,
but cannot remember
the tune anymore.
My hands move
and flutter along keys.
Black and white,
there is no gray.
Dark and light,
the main trilling melody.
I fall with the tumble
of a spiral down to C...
up on A's, to B
and I don't know
where I'm going to end up.
A night janitor knocks lightly
on the door to my solitude.
My smile is welcoming,
I can feel the strain
of proper introduction bubbling inside,
but it's not excpected so I don't,
even when we speak
for half an hour
about nothing at all.
Time, it's morning soon.
Time, it's time to go.
Keys of light beckon me
to stay with thoughts
and reverie.
There isn't time, enough.
World spins on and I
must sleep for a while.
But in my dreams,
this haunting melody
that I cannot remember,
chases my ghosts
away.

Next up: equilibrance

[Ganesha]

equilibrance


smooth hands
rough emotions
anger quelled
equilibrance restored



word: gentleness

[davids]

Touched by pink
fingers and tiny nails
a burp a giggle
gaseous smile

Gentleness awakes the aged heart

Next word: transparent

[Angelinity]

wager that
can you?
what is a moment worth
in the roundness of life
drip-feeding this hourglass
steadily
as if the end were a monster story
to scare little children
afraid of the dark

look at it
if you dare squint in the light
you will see
it's transparent
far
so far back into the future
you never will have been

next word: copious

[davids]

Belching copious
blubbery blue
wretched veins
fill my limbs
with twitching trains

Cramp my thoughts
copious drivel
no napkin here
to wipe my chin?

Copious Colonel
tell the boys
stand and die
copious crap

next word: drivel

[Rivana]

I've never heard such drivel,
it's absolute in its stupidity.
That I could ever lower myself
to such standards and call you
my saviour.
My dear, have you no shame?
Darling, why do I even bother.
Go, take your money.
Leave with your connections and your
questions and your condescending fucking smiles.
I'll make it on my own Mr. Man.
I'll show no one, what I can.
You know why?
Because I'll do it for me
and I need not show off,
for the world to see.
Believe you me.

Next up: trouble

[davids]

Trouble's always somehow found
a reason to be around
it follows me
a dogged dog
bites and snips
and wants to be fed
so I do
and woe is me!

Next word: confused

[ricahardo]

believing belief we faithfully rely
on stories told and creditably passed on

authority is given as reason sure
steeped in history the apparent proof

education - the tree of knowledge
is appointed ill

why then does fanaticism thrive
where teaching fails

wit sees gaps in fidelity's credulity
blind faith accepts reward

perhaps truth lies hidden
but truth should not fear wisdom

or question.

Faith should not thrive in confusion alone.

Next word: Insight

[janetbellinger]

insight is great
but what about
hindsight
oversight
or out of sight?
I'm tired of having insight into everything
I'd rather be comfortably shortsighted
insight is so boring
who needs to understand everybody's reason for doing what they do?
God, I'm bored from insight overload.

flamboozle

[davids]

Insight outsight
what's the difference?
I can use the words to strangle thought
or prop up love devine

So sit and write
don't be contrite
for favor never feared
the child of hope
that swings on toys
to heaven in one sweet thrust

next word: piquant

[davids]

Janet beat me with a lovely poem so I defer to her word: flamboozle

[janetbellinger]

I admired your poem as well, Davids.

[Pat~]

A Weasel of a Woozle

Piglet and Pooh went to hunt down a Woozle.
In order to catch him they had to flamboozle;
They laid out a trap with Pooh's best jar of honey--
And at the last minute they threw in some money
In case that darn Woozle had fingers quite sticky,
(Though it did make that nickel a teeny bit icky.)

The Woozle, he fell for it lock, stock, and barrel;
He reached for that honey at his sticky peril.
The trap door was sprung, and that Woozle was nabbed,
While Piglet with Christopher Robin friends gabbed.
He ate all Pooh's honey, then sprung himself free
('Least that's what a sticky Pooh-bear said to me).

Next word: shenanigans

[KTC]

We ate the moon like manna,
Served its thinly sliced wedges
On our glistening bellies
In preparation of our union.
We summoned deities
To christen our locked embrace,
Drank fire from crystal glasses.
We stood naked
In reverence of the great city,
Its lights betraying
Our hidden wonder.
We made ritual
Of our shenanigans,
Giving thanks in dance
To our liquid limbs.
We fell to the bed,
Closing our eyes on the city,
With the moon in our bellies
We Dreamed of demons in neon.

Next word: NEON

[davids]

Cigarettes and neon
booze and broads
angels past
long lost lonely
highways of delights

Next word: thoughts

[Angelinity]

who says
i should hold my breath
under water,
light my way in the night
when bashful
the moon looks astride
blinded by the glow of my skin
as I glide
'cross through the mountain.
she sees me still --
white flame trailing blue sparks
far as Pluto
braiding my wings with comet tails
catching meteors before they slip to their death --
because meteors don't know
the air burns.
and they can't walk
on water
like thoughts
like i can

next word: primavera

[KTC]

prima vera baby,
sitting at the table next,
hot tamale angel
with a crescent moon smile.
How I'd like to meet 'er,
cast myself in movies
with her by my side.
Makes me rue the choice
I made in entres,
watching her devour with lust
her prima vera lunch.

Next word: LUST

[davids]

Lust-yum yum
Devil's pantry tossed
at whores and me
and wanton sprees
of kisses between the lines

Next word: wanton

[KTC]

What's that wanton look
you give me,
across the crowded room?
A suggestion of bliss,
dreamy shadows falling
lengthwise along
an unmade bed?
Or maybe a whispered requiem
a plea of sorts,
for a heimlich pull of sorts?

Next word: Requiem

[Stew21]

pulse
blurring vision,
the thought of you
escapes
and crumbles;
falls to bleakness
and the pulse
nagging, knocking
"what did you forget?"
"who?"
feet shuffle through
debris of crippled mindfulness
with a heart thump
the lip quivers
for the requiem
of failed memory
and the isolation
that follows.


next word: isolate

[Angelinity]

blood is like wine
soaked through the cracks
journeys its way to my heart
darker with years
thickened
as memories age quietly
absconding
from old selves

how many have i killed
in cold blood
boiling away flimsy lines between good
and evil
blood of my enemy of the moment
reclaiming life in my veins
changing this face that stares back
from the mirror
to make me look
like them

might i be there still
isolated in between slices of dying breaths
fighting to show my colours
in ridges and frowns
browling my victims
till the end?

next word: combat

[davids]

Combat, Christ's decision
to ponder useless marrionettes
pulp and paper and blood

While Angels sip
heavenly drink
full of souls and screaming pimps
the whores make light
of God's sweet might
as children fight in mortal plight

Combat children
spill your blood
as never spilled before

God wears a dark a loosely hood
of tears he hides inside
for God is love and God is right
justice pure and loud

Mistakes make men
but God?
For Heaven's sake
God tricked for myrth
to favor the spirit
then kill it with his heavenly girth

Next word: what?

[Ganesha]

"What?"
you ask.
I turn
"What?"
I say
"What!"
you demand
"what...??"
I nuzzle


word: fingers

[Ganesha]

word: fingers

index is kind of a leader
saturn is pondering index
ring is in-love permanently
baby, well, will always be baby

thumb can be self centered

index and thumb connect
forming a grid of energy
ego & Jupiter
OMmmmmmmm


word: toes

[Angelinity]

quicksilver tears
chased down in burgundy
smoky spirals of indonesian cigarettes
the kind he can smell from the lift
fifty feet with the door closed.

slipping away from me
these moments;

through fingers,
past toes tagged with a cardboard note
that reads
Jane Doe.

nest word: merlot

[Ganesha]

merlot

red curling down around my tongue
I sit and sip you deeply
blood is thick and tacky
when outside the body

I am singing songs of angst
but my buddy merlot
will raise me to new heights
I'm on stilts just to reach the glass

new word: angst

[Stew21]

Cold Diner Coffee
served with a sneer, and side of
angst and cigarettes.


next word: diner

[Ganesha]

we sat white knuckled
my red nails polished
I cracked a joke
you cried
diner tasted salty

word: birthday

[Rivana]

I lay myself down
on my dingy bed,
that used to be white.
I looked at my walls
covered with art,
none of it mine,
and still I was an artist.
I closed my eyes and I surrendered
to the images in my mind.
I curled up and put my arms around
my empty stomach and my chest,
that hurt so much
when breathing.
A warmth spread inside me then
and someone caressed my trembling hand.
No words spoken, only love,
through touch and breaths and kisses.
No tears fell
and no condemnations.
I was peace
and my saviour
whispered quiet salvation.
"Happy Birthday love,"
and I went to sleep.
Guarded by a ghost,
held tightly by a dream.

Next up: lamppost

[black winged fighter]

The
light from the
lamppost only made the
night seem the
darker.


Next Word: the

[davids]

Adam sat with God
asked him why?

Why what my son?
Eve, you know Eve
do you not?
The one who got me chucked?

Oh that one son
the one who cried
please pluck my nubile nubbins now?

Yes that one Father
she got me chucked
pissed off am I and how!

Why my son
do not despair
I still love you now and more!

That is not the point Papa dear
it was not my fault that she appeared
you did it you say
for man and me
to have a lover
to have and hold
but Dad I thought you perfect and all
but to tell you the truth
you fucked up proud
so why did you not
in your infinate wisdom
just chuck her out and get me one
who would do the chores
and be my whore
and to hell with that evil stuff?

MY son my son
if you only knew
what other Gods have often said
it was the beautiful one what did it
not me you stupid bum!

Not you not you
you say with glee
like you made this mistake
and it is all on me?

Well maybe not all
but a hell of a lot
you see my son
free choice have you
so off you go
and bug me no more
for don't you see what I gotta fix?

No dear Dad
I do not see
no more you take some ribs from me
no sauce no grits no chickies bright
to mend this sorrowed plightful night
I got you now so drop the light
on some other poor chump of your delight

I'm going with boys
and that's no ploy
they'll clean my crap
and dust my house
and hell I'll get used to
a hair filled bum
so off you go oh Pop of mine
to fix just what you gotta fix
and I'll get by with dicks and dicks
and Harry and Joe and Bobby May

Next word: Hell

[Rivana]

Ah hell,
oh spite me not.
One more insult?
I'll add it to the lot.
You think I care?
Misguided fool
I only go by one rule
in my life -
love is right,
the rest
is up for discussion.

Next up: captain

[davids]

Captain of my heart
Captain of my soul?
Useless words spoken in vain
when tears pique to
incessant questions
of why and who and what?

Next word: tumult

[Rivana]

There was a tumult
by the quay tonight.
I wonder who won the brawl?
Did no one, did someone,
did I,
maybe even..?
When I say I don't know,
I mean what I say.
When I mean to confuse
I speak plain.
Will you notice the difference
my dear heart of a dear?
Do the notes ring the same?

I make my claim of reputation
among those who were called
my peers.
Now, infamy mingles
with love and admiration.
It's a funny contemplation
I have at night:
Did I spoil,
or did I win, the fight?

Next up: Reputation

[davids]

Reputaion? Yah we all got 'em!
Stand and fight
quit and run!

I wonder in times of peace
if I'd run or I'd quit
or I'd stand and commit,
regardles of wrongs that don't make a right.

Next word: confused

[Ganesha]

word: confused

confused, I lose
all sense of direction-
following sounds of swan footfalls
the blue-gray fog caresses me
I don't see the waddling body
that has led me into this world

next word: illusive

[Rivana]

Ephemeral lights in small hours,
kindle a flame in my heart.
Half heard whispers make goosebumps
on my neck and arms.
If I could be with them,
would I go?
The forbidden, they dance
so prettily.
Their grace, is like nothing
I can compare with in the dark.
But come morning,
they'll be far from recollection.
Their magic as illusive
as the stars.

Next up: forgetful

[davids]

Forgetful of my pasts delights
never remembering the face of plight
that filled my heart
and tore my soul
to forget is a gift divine

Next word: compulsive

[Rivana]

I have this compulsive,
overindulgent need,
to be kind and never
surrender to greed.
My sis calls me a fool
and by any market rule,
I probably won't last too long
in business.
If I could give away my creations
and still have food on the table,
I would.
Sad thing is, with the way things are going,
it's starting to look like if I could.
It's not like they're earning me money any way,
costs more; the interest that I pay.
Still I hope -someday?
Things will go my way.
And I'll be able to sell,
without drawing back in fear
at the thought of profit.
Yeah -I got it.
This will go well,
if I embrace my personal hell,
and make profit out of grace,
and kick kindness out to space.

//'K, that's an odd one....

Next up: institution

[davids]

Christ how can we be in an institution
don't the sane ones have to put us there?
Hell how can we be in an institution?
There are not any left-sane ones to put us!

Next word: oblivion

[Rivana]

Today I lay
in peace on the floor.
Not seeking oblivion,
just being.
My body was tingling,
my head felt warm.
It felt like I'd come
into being.
For a few minutes
I thought -
of nothing much at all,
till I heard the silver call
of chimes ringing.
I thought then of the joy
I'd be bringing
to the world at large.

Next up: compare

[davids]

If I compare myself to you
then who am I?

If I sing your song
is it mine or is it yours?

I will sing your song
without compare
but never betwixt or between

Next word: compromise

[Rivana]

I could go along,
just singing my own song.
But when I meet someone
with a different tune,
should I just keep going on?
People can learn, can't they?
We could compromise.
If I learn from them
and they learn from me,
then maybe we could sing
in perfect harmony.

Next up: confidant

[davids]

God and me ar confidants
although I'm not sure about God.
So learn in perfect harmony
and harmonize your soul.

For if you play another tune
make sure you use your own
an instrument of torture not
the heavenly gift of truth

Next word: speak

[Rivana]

To speak such thoughts,
to know such truths,
weighs heavily sometimes.
But darkness wanes in people's hearts
in moments when the vocals rise.
There's hope for love,
there's hope for peace
and nerves won't shatter
harmony.
Today the bed,
tomorrow -a new day.

Next up: goodnight.

[davids]

Goodnight God bless
don't let the tiger's bite
nip you in the nighty night
so sleep tight
you Swedish Engleleing

Next word: sacharine

[Billytwice]

She's leaving now,
Filled her bags
With her saccharine love
Stirring it into someone else's life

Two pounds of sugar
In a one pound bag
Good riddance
To the fat old cow.

Next word: bitterness

[Ganesha]

bitterness

screws up his baby mouth
cupids bow lips
padded from breast-feeding
he rolls on my belly
giggling and gurgling
"da da" he says
fuck his long gone da
I am alone with my ba
bitterness screws my life


next word: loneliness

[Rivana]

I'm in one of those stages
that I haven't been
for ages. Now
I hardly remember
how faltering ember
can lead the spirit astray.
Longing at night,
pining away,
wishing that someone would stay
and take my loneliness.

Next up: angel

[Ganesha]

angel

mists rise
in great gallops
wings beat veils to ripping
your eyes clearer now
I can see the world
you inhabit, my angel

next word: talons

[davids]

Oh Talons of Joy
that rip at my heart
that cut at my faith
to pick up my spirit
doubt reborn
to continue the search

Next word: pleasant

[Ganesha]

pleasant

you begin to sweet talk me
we push our easy chairs back
I am wishing you had worn some clothes
your male appendages sway
the trailer stinks of skunk
but it's a pleasant day, anyway

next word: manic

[davids]

The say I'm manic
should I, could I, would I?

Next word: putrid

[Ganesha]

putrid


newborn baby is sweet to smell
nose to the cap, mayhap
we sniff gently
rolling our eyes
heavenward
we know they have come
angels from afar
adults with diapers
though angels - they may have been
we find their nappies
yes you guessed it
putrid


next word: pugnacious

[davids]

He was a pungent, pugnacious purveyor of perfidy.
smack the livin' hell out of folks
who wanted a rant and a rave.

So himself and he decided once
that might makes right
and the Devil held his heart!

Next word: perambulator

[Ganesha]

Devil held his heart
pressed to the perambulator
child woke and giggled
devil smiled deeply
soon this soul might be his
little-one deepened her gaze
who is this red guy with forked tongue
angels rose up thwarted devils desire
christ that was close...!


next work: prevaricate

[davids]

To tell the truth!
I do not prevaricate!
Really-I don't!

Next word: unctuous

[Ganesha]

I'm not unctuous
about anything
yet

next word: pontificate

[davids]

Pontius Pontificate
ruled once more
that Christ could close the door
then open it up
for you and me
then I could turn it down and out!

Next word: Soothing

[Ganesha]

Soothing

"Try not to get worried, try not to turn on to
Problems that upset you, oh.
Don't you know
Everything's alright, yes, everything's fine.
And we want you to sleep well tonight.
Let the world turn without you tonight.
If we try, we'll get by, so forget all about us tonight..."

JC superstar

always loved this song.

is this cheating, well yes, well sort of:

next word: plagiarize

[Rivana]

Could you
plagiarize a life
for me?
I'm serious,
could you do it
if I asked?
Could you
plagiarize a soul
for me?
Are you
up for the task?

Next up: essential

[Ganesha]

essential

your sweet mustard scent
is essential in my turkey roll

Next word: secret

[Rivana]

There is a secret hidden
beneath
my clueless face
and guileless smile.
There's an answer
to a riddle behind
the reflection
on my glasses.
There are mysteries
and the promise of peace,
underneath the facade,
for those few
who can look between surfaces.
For the few who can listen
between lines of
what's to be expected.
There's a gift
for those
who care to open me.
We will see,
who maneges this feat.
We will see...
who stumbles to
defeath.

Next up:facade

//Edit, can't believe I wrote the entire poem and managed somehow click the back button before submitting. This one wasn't nearly as beautiful as the other. :-(

[kdnxdr]

a courtyard

I come into you
believing
living
your lie

deceived
by the facade
of presumed freedom
I dance

your violin
a crying
romantic

and I hear beauty
when really
there is nothing
alluring


next word: silhouette

[ddgryphon]

I remember the frantic room
alive with confusion
people waving, shouting
flailing, scrambling
light flashing on and off
in changing combinations;
all through that crazed panic
each person seeking self-salvation
beneath the silhouette of
the beast

********************************

Next word: Beast

[Rivana]

6 times sundered
by grave and grave-robbers.
6 times betrayed,
in the heart and the mind.
Thrice the days were numbered,
one missing every time.
Thrice the backs turned
in the moment of dying.
Tempered storm,
temptation strong.
Where goes the beast,
where does it lie to sleep,
but in the dark of human failures
and the souls we keep?

Next up: covered

[Ganesha]

covered

I lay under yesterdays newspaper
ink bleeding into my eyes
I weep, seep
news-
who's running for office
accidents, obituaries, adds
my teeth sport a brides image sliding
incisor holds the mayor's face
I turn over and a special spread slips
colored insert slime sticks to my lips
but well it's cold today, so I read
I appreciate being covered


next word: appreciate

[Eveningsdawn]

I am chilled
by the strength
of his disapproval,
the cold seeping down
into my bones and joints,
arresting my movements,
making my muscles
stiff.
but her appreciation
warms me,
like a small sun,
a fierce fire.

next word: return

[Angelinity]

the last glow of today warms undersides of posturing clouds
as they careen beyond the edge of sight where
i imagine tomorrow's seeds may wait
to germinate
while feeding on random scraps of time i won't remember
til another dawn breaks through

my thoughts of you i gather loosely in a bow
of faded red silk ribbon on the mantlepiece
next to the single yellow rose i kept --
a brittle token of the love
that filled the space between when we were young enough
to hope true love could conquer all

our vagrant paths splayed wide since then--
nevertheless they say we're destined to return
someday
so if you do and i have gone
these gifts of mine are all that has endured
finger them gently
and watch the prickly barbs grown sharper
on their own

next word: smack-dab

[Ganesha]

smack-dab
doodle all the day
with my noodle-okay

next word: sugar

[davids]

My guts lie in a sugar oasis
I crawled there
bloody palms-bloody knees
over sand and stone and cobbles
through horse shit and dungaree dung
now to sit in sugar
should please me true,
shit!
My molar's killin' me!

Next word: dungarees

[Ganesha]

shit and dungaree dung
toilet paper wipe
I scan the landscape for bears
the outhouse is fragrant
surrounded by blueberry bushes
I can feel the building rocking
my father's laughter ringing
in my hot ears
over we goooooooooo...


next word: outhouse

[Unique]

It's a long cold walk in the dark
at night
There are spiders in there
I hope they don't bite
I've forgotten the flash
but I know the way
but why is the walk so much longer
at night
than it is in the day?

Next word: Dark

[Ganesha]

Dark

she looked into the mirror
traced her moving lips
as she mouthed these words,
"let's see, the inside of my body is dark."

she looked at the surface of the mirror
where dust had settled
her lips moved again
"there's dust on the moon's dark-side"

She walked around the house with the mirror
reflecting the ceiling
vertigo forced her to fold onto the floor
"I am seeing the tops of rooms in a small oval."

She was down on the floor
resting the mirror on her face
her lips puckering onto the dusty surface
"Kissing you, I will not let you know, 'I love you'."

From google earth he saw her
kissing her reflection
he fell deeply in-love and said,
"I have always hungered for that kiss."

next word: kiss

[davids]

I seek no passion's kiss
gentle lips upon the brow
of my child
to God
to the gift He blessed me with

Sorry kiddos

Next word: reverse

[Rivana]

Reverse the feeling,
make thrusters pull
out and off,
away from fear.
That lead feeling
in your stomach,
is too heavy
to follow
and you,
can fly,
without butterfly wings.

Next up: equivocal

[davids]

Equivocal?
You gotta be kiddin'
Well-I guess you gotta be
I s'pose you might.
Gee-are you really.
Sure you are, c'mon.
Well-I hope you are.
I think therefore I equivocate!

I guess?.?.?!!!

next word: peripatetic-TAKE THAT IF YOU CAN!!!

[P.H.Delarran]

'Peripatetic'
Little Sue was not quite sure
she heard the word correctly
so she asked for a repeat
'please say it phonetically'

she bit her lip
and twirled her hair
(her mother slipped
right off the chair!)

then stepped up to the microphone
'P, E, R, I, P, A,T,'
(pause) the audience was breathless
'E,T,I,C,' - then-questionmark

Her discipline had done her proud
she knew her dictionary
certainly her mother, proud,
gloated all through January

Sue, she really did not care
for blue ribbons or acclaim
and mailed off her prized award
dedicated to Davids



next word:
simple

[Rivana]

It's a simple
breath of humid air,
a sweat drop
on an upper lip,
licked slowly
and devoured
by greedy
tongue of pink.
The music's playing
louder, yet it's heard
only through the beat
of a heart moving
with lightning speed,
a thought screeching to halt.
Spinning faster,
this won't last her,
but tonight
all bets are uncalled for,
tonight,
they'll both get lucky.
Tonight,
the heat rises more
for each breath
that they take.

Next up: music

[Ganesha]

music rumbas in my blood
sassy song of loves escape
makeup sweated into mud
black glove dress & crimson cape

next word: dancing

[Rivana]

Dancing -follow
the hunter, prey.
Entrancing -the crowd
has lost its way.
There is only you,
there is only now.
There is only us
as you look at me.
Oh how they envy
that 'come hither' stare.
I'm not going there
though, boy
you come over here.
If you want to get
anywhere
at all tonight?
You come
and you play
to my pipe.

Next up: hypnotized

[P.H.Delarran]

hypnotized
was the word he used
when he described their meeting

he could not remember where
or detail what they
were eating

just bright blue
eyes that held his breath
a hostage to his beating
heart and gallant fantasies



next word: gallant

[Ganesha]

word: gallant

for three days she wrote-
in dreams words floated;
upon waking she was at her desk-
her hand a captive to the flow of thoughts,
one shot to present a gallant rebuttal

next word: ideating

[Rivana]

I'm living in-between,
ideating.
My slate on this height
is so clean.
There's no regret
when you soar among
clouds.
I live in the fulfilment
of a dream.
As they say -
pay to gain,
but I've not greed.
See these callused
hands of writing,
hands of fighting
ignorance.
They need no wings,
they'll spread just as wide
as we fly high
through the endless
sky.
This is my night,
my endless. . .

Next up: expectation

[xoxo_pr0ud]

i expected to find you,
eating your words,
swallowing venom.

but my presumed value,
has no worth. you've shot
it down with your big fat mouth.

i thought I'd put out fury
my eyes mask contempt,
don't expect me to shout

congratulations.

Next word: amused

[Rivana]

I've confessed to my heart,
it's all uphill from here,
but what a glorious struggle
it will be.

I've surrendered to my soul
and my how the darkness
suddenly seems lighter
on the way home.

I've bowed to the moon
and the moon has cast
amused eyes in my direction -
blessing the plan.

I have gone and done it -
taken the leap.
Been so long since my last,
but it's thrilling.

I have given up on my last try
for any normalcy.
If this is my destiny?
I'm nowhere near ready,
but I'll give it a try,
for real this time.
I'll make it worth my while
to tune in.

Next up: locket

[davids]

My friends hold in their hearts
the golden locket of my thoughts
above me they are
below me as well
Poets and esses
welded in my heart
by beauty and trust

Next word: inclination

[Angelinity]

you have
my friend
the inclination to take things lightly
just yesterday
i asked if you remembered to water the flowers
last week
with me gone
you said 'i remembered'
the flowers are dead

you thought monday was sunday
and the cats you promised to look after
went without food
'just one day' you said
'i'm not really that way - i am
a responsible person
who merely messed up'

last month when i went
i asked for a favour
'here's the cash' i said
can you get to the bank by the 4th
when the bills are due?'
'no problem' and the 4th became 6

you have the inclination
to get bored with things mundane
yet next month you'll be married
to a nice man from kentucky
and go live at his ranch

your children wait to be born
and you have the inclination to lay down your load

next word: soulness

[Beyondian]

Softly sensual music slides
past your defenses, gets inside you
thick and syrupy like blood
pounding with the same slow rhythm
so that you can feel it with
your whole body,
The music is a fire, is a sea,
is a grassy field. It burns, washes,
grows, always taking you by surprise
Never the same, alwasy constant.
A symphony of rich voice and
instrument. A movement of sound
words dancing with
song dancing with
music dancing with
dance.
Colours match the song in
hazy smoky light.
Can you ever get enough
of this music
with its ineffable
soulness?

next word: windows

[Paint]

Beauty seen
passing by
flying hair
silver eyes.

My heart
safe inside
behind windows
so I thought.


next word: silver

[Rivana]

Silver flash -
a mirror of truth
gazes solemnly back
as I look down the streets
I've trod some time
in all my life's wonder.

Silver glittering -
tears fallen,
words misunderstood
and no one
to protect the moons
from ignorant light.

Silver glimpses -
wise hair and costumes,
sweeping cloth
and they are gone
from the world.
Who saves us now?

Silver medallions -
silver crosses
and pentacles of faith.
They protect so few
these days
and I wonder.

Silver screen -
I type words
of comfort to the
unknown saviour
of my lost messiah soul,
my lifelong dream.

Silver light -
moments of clarity,
I try to catch
before they float
away on streams
of traded consciousness.

Silver coin -
I tossed it again,
tonight I think it might land
on the other side.
I think I really
look forward to change.

Even with the silver razor blades
that I know await
with ignorance.
Fluffy won't save your
sanity and time,
has done its deed, for now.

Next up: meditation

[davids]

Sad, bright, silver hair
it grows upon my soul
to remember things
left unsaid
that rob my heart
no blood of love.

so I pass to you
my young loved lovers
to quake amidst yourselves
the promise of
the forgetting of
that spirit love inside

Take my hand
we'll walk within
the gardens of soft blue light
where He sits in wait
to hold us soft
in prismatic
uconditional
love.

next word; meditation-Tessa beat me to it-that quicksilver bolt of joy what she is!

[Rivana]

:D Guess I'll have to take my own word then.

***

I lie in meditation
upon a floor
of life and love.
I breathe in gold
and am surrounded
by protection -
more than before.

I lie in waiting.
My eyes are closed
and my lips
speak only
of tensions expelled.
I count down
with a magical poem.

9 for the 8
says the voice in my mind.
8 for the 7
and I get closer to heaven.
7 to 6
and the futures all mix.
6 down to 5
and I'm coming alive.
5 slides to 4
and I dream of 'before'.
4 turns to 3
all encompassed in me.
3 becomes 2
and I know what to do.
2 for the 1
and deep in my mind
I see a garden of Eden unfold.
This is my strong hold.

Next up: magic

[Ganesha]

you said we were magic
that your love would never end
I have hand written notes
to prove this

next word: bereft

[P.H.Delarran]

blow by blow
she pounds
the sign into cold clay

For Sale by Owner

beat by beat
her heart
turns to cold clay


next word: potter

[black winged fighter]

You are aqua marine and cool as
clay,
my hands
the hands
of a potter in play,
and I touch
and I shape
my prince feral and
faye.

Next Word: fae

[Godfather]

cotton candy fairy
navy goblins,
the hard soft black white
people of the road.

my fractured fingers,
and fae
writhe at their touch.

they wear
whatever colours they want.
their laughs, wickedly
sweet.

you can't help but take off their clothes.


next word: candy

[Ganesha]

vertical candy love

Can be sour
And be sweet
Nuts, seeds, raisins
Dressed in chocolate
You nibble or gobble

Loads of sugar
Or not a drop
Vitamins added
Energy bar




next word: snow

[black winged fighter]

Your snow kisses
breath cooled and
wanting
do more than sate:
they instigate.

Next word: arise

[Ganesha]

vertical arise

After sleeping deeply
Ruby's eyes opened wide
Irwin was dancing nakedly
Scintillating hip swirls
Erroneously dreaming- she woke again

next word: dreaming

[Rivana]

The candle is dreaming light,
my mind feels fuzzy.
I'm dreaming philosophy
and poetic words.
A peaceful slumber
pressed my body
down into soft pillows.
I'm dreaming wakefulness.
I'm playing coy,
the night can't take me -
there's still a few minutes.
Oh my, those eyelids
do feel heavy.
I blink and look askance
at the shining screen.
It's not night
until I say it is,
and if the morning comes?
Let her sleep once more.
As the candle dances
its last dance away.
I dream that tomorrow
was really today,
and thus I could stay
in bed all night
with no worry
and no fright.
Weird thoughts...
but that's all right,
I'm dreaming
therefore I am

not.


***

*blinks* Right, sleep does sound like a good idea. G'night darlings.

Next up: offering

[black winged fighter]

Each kiss
is
an offering to
Mortal and mortality.
Carpe, carpe
diem.

Next Word: latin

[Ganesha]

a dead language
required
to learn in school
I raise my eyes to
the baby Jesus
hanging on the cross
and it's all Latin to me


next word: hanging

[davids]

Old Bob just hangin'
long dead on an old Oak
stretched out and taller than most
and stinkin' like some tethered goat
they called him stretch
and I know why
don't care a bit
his golden boots?

they sure do fit

Next word: caboose-ah ha!!!!

[Angelinity]

Damned be the gales
that stormed pounding hooves
up this way,
Rapping clouds of dust
before and aft.

Hell, take him,
The Reaper!
I pray,
Hell take him now,
away with him
before he gets to my door yelling
Caboose ah-ha!

next word: filigree

[davids]

A fili-gree was she
full of vigor and glee
till she stepped on a dime
scremin' it's mine it's mine
somebody payed her a buck
to shut up and duck
threw her back out
standing amuck

next word: chilled

[Ganesha]

chilled

we froze
in wonder
as two eagles picked
off the Mallard carcass
chilled and on ice
how nice
mature eagles look
well fed and preening

next word: golden

[Beyondian]

Fools rush in, they say
where angel's fear to tread.
Fools presume, they say
that glittering means gold.
What is a fool?
A person who sees the
glitter of a dream that
no one believes in?
A person who dares to
chase a passing fancy
that thread of something
glittering that might
turn into gold?
Is a fool a person who
believes that the sky
is something that makes
you free?
Is a fool someone who
won't listen to the wise
ones who say it cannot be?
I'm a fool.
I believe that a Midas touch
can turn my visions golden.
I believe that watching the
sun set is something precious
that must be experienced
not captured.
I believe in striving for
the foolish things, the
fancy's dreams, the lace-like
master pieces of an over-heated
mind.
I believe that the glitter can be golden
even if it isn't gold.

next word: misunderstood

[KTC]

Seems to me
you misunderstood,
took for granted
that laugh I sent
through the air between us.
Seems to me
you were never one
to pick up on the nuances
of hate. Never one to know
when to leave. Seems to me
my laughter is caught, still,
in the air between us, making
thick the hate you
will never see.

Next word: STILL

[dclary]

We found it last summer,
that mythic beast of
legend and lore
that grandpa and JD had laughed
and bullshitted about for
ages.
Like them, it was decrepit and rotten
and broken down
with tall grass lying over
what was left of its hollow shell.
But when they were men,
it was their cauldron
and bubbled evil concoctions
known county-wide,
these ruffians
these hoodlums
these good natured men of god.


Next word: Dauntless

[KTC]

A dauntless task,
raking through your splintered bones
for a history of our living love.
A taunting task, doing so
by the light of a laughing moon.
Years hence I shall remember this,
crying in moonlight over an open grave,
stopped in mid-insanity, captured
momentarily by the beauty
of the red silk gleaming
from behind your glistening skull.

Next word: BEAUTY

[Beyondian]

A great thing, beauty
Enough to tame the
monster in the cage
A soft, silken, captor
Outwardly perfection
Inwardly...
A beauty might raise
the eyes of man
towards heaven, a
glimpse of angels
in her eyes.
A beauty might inspire
glorious poetry
songs that soar above
their master's thoughts
and fill the minds of
humanity with joy.
But Beauty can have
the cold steel heart
of a machine,
a killer leading
death on a chain,
hell's hound submitting
to a perfect hand.
Beauty can cover
a multitude of sins.
So it is a thing
to be adored - from afar
to be loved -
to be desired -
but most of all, to be feared.

(next word : Chase)

[Angelinity]

Tie me up in yellow rose garlands
and chase me a dream --
I like the one
where girl gets boy on a three-tiered cake,
white gown and tuxedo,
twelve-foot trail sweeping the aisle
as proud papa waits by the pew.
Then he trips on Jezebel's stare,
drops the ring
and runs out the back door
screaming I'm sorry.

No fairies here
to wipe this blood from my eyes.
You promised, didn't you,
that yellow roses don't grow any thorns?

next word: cease

[KTC]

cease this masacre,
this diatribe of words
meant to slaughter my heart
like a severed limb.
desist this language of misery,
meant to enwrap and ensnarl
my slithering tongue.
end this madness you haved
christened me in, this liquid offal
in which I sink. Your words,
like lead, punch holes in the light.
cease this slaughter
with your quickening pulse.

Next Word: LIGHT

[Stew21]

brush away a day, a year
poke pinholes in time
you travel here.
eclipse your sun and moon
mesh the dark with light
and find the soul in you
that holds you to this night.

next word: night

[KTC]

I will not be held to the night,
will not swallow swollen moons,
my flight forbids the daunting task
of lingering in darkened skies.
my swell of time,
like a wave unbent by tide,
will take me only for a moment
into night. you travel here
with me, you will see. My soul
it does not hold me to this night.

Next word: SOUL

[Stew21]

if not for the vessel
that holds me here
the flesh that contains me
i would soar from lifetime
to lifetime
different paths for each,
to know the world and love
the dawn at water's edge
sunset on a hill
know the cobbled streets
of lovers
at the mercy of nothing
experiencing all
sorrowful wounds
of broken hearts
healed, and the scars
fade with wisdom.
if this soul aching
to escape
could run
it would not fear
wasting a day
to be nowhere
and everywhere
all at once.

next word: Nowhere

[KTC]

nowhere is where
you put yourself
when you promise to forget.
all these things
you know. with the heart
of every life you've lived.
clarity is a vision at night,
while dreaming. reigning you in
to that special place
where all knowledge is born
from memory. you carry your
other lives. in your hungry heart
within the mind, you stow away
the things accumulated
while in the wrap of other shells.
scary. to know you are
the everything. and still be trapped
in one skin for time eternal. flay yourself
let the new you know. wonder
it is in every moment. carried
in the heart
of every life you've lived.

Next Word: WONDER

[Stew21]

those lives, i breathed them -
in my first infant breath;
wrote them -
in my first poem
and each one after.
I feel those lives -
a quickening
pulse - the tickle on flesh
from the invisible feather
of my last flight
ghost wings whispering past
in quick-fire flutter.
phobias - irrational to this body,
but not the others.
I breathed them
as watery waves,
I swam in them -
murky waters of dark and moon
crystalline waters of glowing sun
I know this place.
the soul of a matriarch
my mentor -
her psuedo-psychic love
with nature,
became my heart,
in my wrinkled hands
fortunetellers read
old soul - hers.
I breathed her last breath
when I breathed my infant first,
And in wonder
as each day I forget more,
she reminds me in little ways
all my this life,
of another me.


next word: psychic

[Angelinity]

topside
underbellies of clouds
facing out at the edge of the world.
membrane of universes
glowing rainbows on cotton candy puffs.
and no angels hooked on a halo
like little girls dressing Barbie
playing harps smiling to themselves

maybe i scared them.
tourist curiosity -- they must get a lot of that
here
in heaven.

next word: harpsichord

[davids]

I crushed her skull
wrung her neck
that psychic bitch lied to me

Said she loved me
said she would
stay with me in my hood

Sucked my brains
dried my grains
killed that bitch
without a hitch

next word: lunatic

[davids]

Illy beat me to it-I submit to her speed-give up-next word: harpsichord

[Angelinity]

nah, i was slooooowwww... stew got me first :)

who'll do the 'lunatic harpsichord' challenge?? :D

[davids]

I played upon
this lunatic harpsichord
keys maladjusted
full of flames
to burn the fingers
stretching out
from fire that spurts
right out of my snout

Next word: fringe

[Stew21]

she danced,
short fringe dress
swirling -
tendrils in flight
from her hip
like a whisper
on her red painted lips,
tilted her bottle to the sky,
spit her mouthful to the fire
with its copper glow.
she danced,
her fringe speaking
the names
of lost loves.
sacrificing them
on her night sky
stage.

next word: name

[davids]

Shall I continue
hiding myself in a name
for what is the chance
that if folks find romance
my name could be part of the game

Next word: chance?