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03-10-2011, 06:15 AM
View From Pension Tara

Sleep still red city
dream of infinity in yellow
lights streaming concrete tributaries,
eroding tires and treading over history’s
far-reaching strides.
Take pride in the countryside
retreats, as day-long trips grow steps
closer to city center than the decades before.
Implore the river to divulge its soft whispered secrets,
tales of the taming
of the hills, the spreading fires
into hearths of conglomerated buildings
and advertisements at every kilometer. Streets cobbled
are swallowed by night
but the lamps glow bright,
fueling the drive, ever onward.

Next word: traffic

(oops, the post before asked for 'pension' -- this doesn't have much to do with ostriches...)

03-26-2011, 01:14 AM
T urn
R ight
A round
F ront
F ender
I nto
C runch!

Next Word: Premium

Albedo of Zero
05-24-2011, 08:19 AM
It's at a premium
our freedom

used to be cheap
until the streetlights come on

our rolled up jeans
are getting tight
and walking barefoot in the grass
has a new regulation

next word: fly

05-27-2011, 08:19 PM
a fly on
this wall
would not hang about
for there is nothing
to witness
but singular silence

next word: voucher

10-20-2011, 07:26 PM
Scissors in hand
a clip, clip
to save a penny
maybe two.

Though we thought
never me
time has shown its wisdom
and mum was right
in penny pinching.

Now dark times return
those precious vouchers
waiting for the not so proud
giving them a treat or two.

Next word: scissors

11-27-2012, 08:19 AM
After a full year’s rest it’s, perhaps, time to resuscitate what was a fun thread.


Signing on the dotted line
cut every thing we own,
as surely as your scissors cut old photos.
You gave me my half and kept yours.
Everything divided according to a paper
that sits somewhere, intact,
in a filing cabinet.

Next: photos

11-27-2012, 10:01 AM
Next word: daydream

11-28-2012, 11:14 PM
A Moments Quest

A blank stare says all
mind in far off lands
on wild adventure
invincible against dark minions
seeking to end the quest
to save the kingdom
from hell’s might.

A nudge wakens
from daydreams grip
returning me
to everyday mundane
minimum wage
to pay the bills.

Next Word: minions

12-02-2012, 10:32 PM
Eyes closed,
I see summer;
lush gardens full of green.
While seed catalogs on my desk
taunt me.

Next: catalogs

12-03-2012, 01:30 AM
Next: Science

12-04-2012, 06:55 AM

Is the world round, flat, or square
maybe it depends on the distance
walked from here to there.

Is the world filled with liquid, gas, or metal
maybe it depends on how
you fill the ocean's mettle.

Is the world made of limestone, granite, or shale
maybe it depends on what else is there
like how you work with shovel and pail.

World's filled with oxygen, hydrogen, and carbon
that is what is in the air
and nobody really uses the carbon.


12-05-2012, 03:37 AM

A game I don’t play.
a movie I’ve never seen—
should I ask Santa?

Next: Fresh snow

12-08-2012, 09:17 PM
Family Battle

Stomping with joy
find cover
from balls of cold
scoop ammo as you go.

Fresh cotton falls
to attempt to cover
family fun
but the snowman will stand
as we return to warmth

Next Word: stomping

12-10-2012, 07:49 AM
Two foot stomp upon trail,
up and down the trestle
not to miss a wooden rail,
ahead of the train's whistle.

Go Kart

05-15-2013, 04:07 AM
Two foot stomp upon trail,
up and down the trestle
not to miss a wooden rail,
ahead of the train's whistle.

Go Kart

I wonder why this ended. Well, maybe we can get it going again. I know I should use "Go Kart," but I'm going to use "whistle."


Nobody whistles anymore,
not since Lauren Becall.
"You put your lips together and blow."
Pretty risque at the time.

Nobody says, "risque" anymore,
not since sex tapes made people famous.

I'd love to stand
on a platform in the fog,
wearing a trench coat,
smoking a cigarette
and waiting
for the train's whistle.

Next word: Fog

05-15-2013, 04:23 AM

Maybe fog is holy
hiding from us
some of what we'd see
in sun.

some not seeing
keeps the eyes
clear for closing
into darkness
so that mystery
can have its sacred
way with us.

Next word: hiding

05-16-2013, 08:53 AM
Hiding in a forest so blue
touched by the morning's dew
among the evergrowing bamboo
where squirrels play peek-a-boo
bears run hereto and thereto
the mighty eagles always flew
Finally, your lost in own zoo.

Next Word: redial

05-16-2013, 04:11 PM
Sitting on the phone
I redial the wrong number.
Still no answer.

Next word: signal

05-25-2013, 07:43 AM

they had a tape of the 911 call
a woman pleading for the man to stop
a signal went out to patrol cars
domestic violence in progress

first car arrived 45 minutes later
they knocked on the door
and left after no response

She was found in the bathtup
with the water still running
by family a friend
who slushed through the flooded floors
before finding her
blue cold bloated

don't they have an SOS signal
for calls like these?

something's broken
a combination of
laziness incompetence prejudgment
and a global indifference
of male violence

against women

Next word: Incompetent

05-25-2013, 11:23 AM
We have judged the news in our inbox
Found it reeking of incompetent blunders
The man standing in the street red hand
Cruise ship on side drifting in the tide
Hurricane strewn roofs and walls
Woman raped in public venue
Terrorist bomb kills again
Insurgent conclave strafed
Was It Foxx, CNN, MSN or other, who tripped over tongue?
“I said it first” is the thirst
I draw little circles near my ear
Wonder how much I need to know
Of blood trickling down the side of humanity.

Next word: Blood

05-25-2013, 10:22 PM
It seeps through my fingers
To hold in life
To hold out death
I try
Form of my body, fleeing
From the world I have known.

Sound of an explosion, yelling
Echoes in the tunnel
Echoes across ages
I fall
Black void ceases me
Balks at my attempt to remain.

Next Word: Gun

06-06-2013, 11:11 PM
She learned to open
her rapid-fire mouth wide
that first time the shot words
bulleted out a tooth.

Next: clench

William E. Harlan
06-07-2013, 12:21 AM

He hated to hear it.
His fingers drew in, and his toes, arms and legs.
His body was a fist.


06-07-2013, 12:48 AM

unravel one by one
Pale skin no longer sheathed
all connections severed
A harsh sentence handed down:

Next word: meaning

06-07-2013, 01:09 AM
"Meaning" she mutters,
"He wants meaning.
I'll give him meaning."
The greening trees
observe their silence
as the shovel takes
another bite. Then
"here's your meaning."
She throws into the pit
television, his car keys
and all his cash.

Next word: thanks

06-07-2013, 01:27 AM

My mood
comes in a box
of thirty
opague patches
I should be grateful
Aces up my sleeve
keep me at the table
but mark me for a cheat

Next word: Affect

William E. Harlan
06-07-2013, 01:37 AM

I can push into you,
Making dents and changing your face,
But you'll never be more than clay.


06-07-2013, 01:55 AM

deep panic
shallow breath
wide eyes
narrow passages
far gone
near peace


William E. Harlan
06-07-2013, 02:35 AM

He holds his head
And when it's worse
He turns away
And holds his breath.
Death is God's mercy.

06-07-2013, 03:04 AM

Golden shimmer
reflected off the sea
lapping at my ankles
cooling the warm, white sand
Sunshine is the mocking voice of God


06-07-2013, 03:10 AM
Life's a beach
and then you dive.



William E. Harlan
06-07-2013, 03:18 AM
We're meant to live.
To kiss, to eat, to share.
It's a shame to spend so much of our lives in the undertow.


06-07-2013, 03:29 AM
Surf washes over
the low tide castle
testing its defenses
But leave it to the undertow
to pull the fallen ramparts out to sea
daring you to follow

Eta: gah, the dreaded 2d fiddle


06-07-2013, 04:14 AM

They say it's chemistry,
but when we met,
it was simply
the turning on of a switch,
lightning in the dark,
until the storm.

Next word: Spark(s)

William E. Harlan
06-07-2013, 04:50 AM

When the circuit's closed,
When the wire's whole,
Power flows and brightens the nightway.
Break that line and ozone strikes
Cut the dark,
White knives of lightning.


06-13-2013, 05:12 AM
seasons us,
its quiet sift
so all is fertile
the whole world
breathes birth
no escape
from this gold dust


William E. Harlan
06-13-2013, 08:09 AM

Don't make fun of my yellow teeth.
I don't have time to brush.
I'm too busy thinking of linguistic atrocities
To use on you
To make you lose
And break you over the words you choose
And rake you through
The intrinsic velocity of my rhyming's timing.

Plains Beasts

07-03-2013, 07:24 AM
Plains Beasts

Beasts of the plains stand
Beasts of the plains stampede
Beasts of the plains Stop!
A man is on the plain of the beasts.

Word: disobey

William E. Harlan
07-03-2013, 08:22 AM

This thread's rules don't apply to me.
I'll write about bees if I want, or science,
And flaunt my disobedience.
Though this means, it seems,
I've done just what's expected.
And no one needs to be corrected.


Albedo of Zero
08-01-2014, 12:14 AM

The cat upon the window, still,
with ears turned back a slight
enough to hear your goings on
enough to hear your sight

When your eyes tend to other things
the cat may stretch and yawn
or jump down and pad between your feet
You'd best bend down and fawn.


jaus tail
08-12-2014, 10:37 AM
You blame when I get an F
Laugh with your friends and sisters
While speaking of my illness

Guilt grows, shame seeps in
Alone in the room, I hope you never return
Your absence triggers a grin

A call from the police reveals
A drunken driver crashed into you
Relief and joy, the heart feels

Life has finally turned pleasant

Next word...friends

08-12-2014, 11:16 AM
Friends are what one has
When family is gone
Or forgot your name
And silence screams to be filled
With canned laughter
And frenzy
To feel alive...feel anything
But the fear
Of foul weather

Next word: ticking

jaus tail
08-12-2014, 12:02 PM
the teller took the check
updated the account
when a sound interrupted her ears
like a spider climbing a wall
of patience,
she ignored the voice and attended the next customer
a smiling lady gave some money
the spider continued climbing with regular steps

she asked her colleague for the sound
the colleague shrugged
until boom
the ticking sound was gone
the spider had climbed the wall

next word...blue

08-13-2014, 05:10 AM
Bluer than blue

Louder than loud

Up and above

Everlasting blue sky.

08-13-2014, 05:15 AM
next word?

Jack Oskar Larm
08-13-2014, 06:52 AM
next word?

I hope you don't mind, but I'll twist the rules just enough to keep this going.

Next Word?
Your eyes are silent
Now, and blurred
Squinting for a taste
Of meaning
At least you don't turn away
At least you don't hurry
Your lips won't curse
Now, and tremble
These hard blows
Like listening to sand
Fall into gravity's place
With a stethoscope
If I could choose
I would choose chaos
And the next word

----> new word "Silence"

08-13-2014, 07:01 AM
An hour before the alarm, limbs dead weight
are perfect,
We are dreaming,
Even the dog
is silent.

Next word: dream

Jack Oskar Larm
08-13-2014, 07:26 AM
You were dead
Lying there
No whispers
Only the memory
Of your last
I won't forget
How snowflakes
Caught the misty words
Just dream

----> "Gun"

jaus tail
08-13-2014, 09:44 AM
sprays didn't kill the foe
sandal attacks couldn't sedate it's spirit
they say it's immortal
the roach can survive radiation

the patience has been tested
the roaming antennae triggered a rage
a gun to load and aim
before shooting it up the dry wall

next word...tree

Jack Oskar Larm
08-13-2014, 10:38 AM
To hold you
It takes courage
To be free

To hold me
Any fool
Can be a tree

----> new word: Milk

jaus tail
08-13-2014, 01:54 PM
lying on the bed, he prayed
to the Lord who they said, listens
whenever faced with storm
he offers a second chance

with a 8 year old heart he begged
that a noble fly from some corner
would land on his glass of milk
and save his tongue from torture

next word...sorry

Jack Oskar Larm
08-14-2014, 10:58 AM
Sorry's not good enough
Sorry won't cut it
Dust will always fall
Through cracks as deep
As these ones, here, now
Maybe it's enough
For the children
And those who don't
Care, not much, anyway
Sorry's for tragedy
Almost black
And on your knees
Sorry's for another song
One you can feel
At the edge
Of forgiveness
But dust will always follow
An easy path
Bring actors to the stage
Just one
At a time
Dust-coloured hands
And feet

new word ----> Pluto

jaus tail
08-14-2014, 11:41 AM
Give me a P
Give me a L
Give me a U
Give me a T
Give me a O
Go Pluto!!!

Win the match of
Earn the trophy
Make us proud
Win the tournament
They'll bite dust
And we'll celebrate

Next word...flow

Jack Oskar Larm
08-15-2014, 02:48 AM
We hit rocks
And fallen branches
We plummet
And crash
We swell
And evaporate
We quench
And drown
We pool
And flow

new word ----> Snowstorm

08-15-2014, 07:14 AM
I tell my cousin I'm sorry; we left the shovel behind when we moved south.
This snowstorm is a piddling dust -
Three inches, use a broom.
School closes for the week.
I love it down here.

NEXT: Last beer

Jack Oskar Larm
08-15-2014, 07:23 AM
Last Beer
All gone
Every scrap
Even the trees
Are ash
In this desert
A red sun beckons
For me to go too
What's the use in hanging around?
What's the use
In being the last person on Earth?

But not everything is lost
And I'm glad it's hot
I still have time
To pull the can
From beneath the Antarctic ice
And reminiscence
All this and before
With a nice, cold beer

new word ----> Reply

08-15-2014, 07:30 AM
It takes a minute to collect my thoughts
Before I reply.
Email makes others rash,
And we are in that age.
What fresh hell is this?

Next word: fresh

Jack Oskar Larm
08-15-2014, 08:00 AM

Fish last forever
In their salty brine
But you can't hold emotion
Unless you lose your mind

Words last forever
More than divine
Unless you're so rational
You miss the sublime

Bury your cliches
Like all the rotting bones
Hide your mistakes
If you like being alone
Buy new carpet
To forget all your mess
Eat undying food
If you can't stomach fresh

We won't be together
Til the end of days
Unless we write it down
Or shape it in clay

Songs last forever
Forget all your prayers
Like infinite gods
Who cares?

Eat undying food
If you can't stomach fresh

new word ----> Australia

08-17-2014, 10:53 PM
Ahoy, It's Australia

Next Word: Motorcycles

Jack Oskar Larm
08-18-2014, 01:43 AM
Sometimes I feel
My legs won't move
And I've almost forgotten
How the wind held
So much charm
In my hair, my beard
Sometimes I feel
My bones are stuck
My flesh has lost
All its elasticity
But it's raining
And it's easy to feel this way
A dead weight
Peering out at an unfamiliar view
Stuff it!
Grab the keys
Jacket on
Helmet still fits
Cranking smoke to a rumble
Boy, I like motorcycles

new word: lust

09-07-2014, 08:13 PM
Short term lust
Is a often a direct route
To long term dissatisfaction.

Next word:narcissistic

jaus tail
10-03-2014, 06:38 PM
our teacher was a
until we,
students of Grade VII,
shot her down

Next word...despair