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Posted Jan 6, '14 at 7:24pm

StormWalker

StormWalker

2,829 posts

Explosive armaments on the crenelations
are waiting for the men to run to their stations
and turn them on to wreak great devastation
and furrow the ground with pre-plowed ridges

And the people turned their face up to the cannons in surprise
Their farm work was done, and with wondering eyes
looked at the men up in the tall castle's rise
and cheered quite pleasingly and ate some cake.

BUY ONE GET ONE FREE
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I think I possibly ruined whatever Nilly was thinking with explosive armaments, but you never know.

 

Posted Jan 6, '14 at 10:19pm

Pieguyme

Pieguyme

514 posts

BUY ONE GET ONE FREE
This is a call to me
for what other fee
fills you with such glee?

Hark! It approches

 

Posted Jan 6, '14 at 11:11pm

Riptizoid101

Riptizoid101

3,231 posts

Hark! It approaches.
Are they men? Or man-sized roaches?
They are vermin! Insects!
'Tis a new creature, search up the index.
They crave for gold, fame, power
But when they sense danger, they cower
Together, they're fearsome, but divided they fall
And no longer, no more, shall they ever gall

Johnny, I'm home!

 

Posted Jan 7, '14 at 6:20pm

OperationNilo

OperationNilo

2,044 posts

I think I possibly ruined whatever Nilly was thinking with explosive armaments, but you never know.

Yep, you did.

Johnny, I'm home!
Rapid movement.
Speed his ally,
In velocity, fluent.
Footsteps, bright.
Up the stairs.
A cry in the night-
A woman who should not be there.

Praise the sun!

 

Posted Jan 9, '14 at 10:37am

IceClaw247

IceClaw247

673 posts

Praise the sun!
Bright in the wood
until sorrow has done
its course of time
until it rhymes...

Haunted lands

 

Posted Feb 9, '14 at 1:25pm

IcyIndia

IcyIndia

545 posts

Haunted lands
grace the stars
towers no one
will ever see
lost in the night.

A needle in the dark

 

Posted Feb 9, '14 at 1:48pm

Pieguyme

Pieguyme

514 posts

A needle in the dark
hidden by a man named Mark.
Hidden some where in the land of Maine
Given away by a scream of pain.

Gimme Three Steps

Lynyrd Skynyrd anyone?

 

Posted Feb 13, '14 at 12:18am

MrDavidX96

MrDavidX96

10 posts

Gimme three steps.
no more.
Just three steps,
I'm out the door.
Three steps,
good bye to you.
three steps,
change my mind.
Three steps,
prove i'm blind.
you have three steps,
to sway my vote.
three steps, or that's all she wrote.
Three steps,
or i'm gone away,
three steps
and i won't stay.
three steps,
shouldn't be rough.
For you, three steps is just enough,
to lose faith- turn away.
so only three steps.
no more play.

Ah love i those winsome days.

 

Posted Feb 15, '14 at 2:22pm

IcyIndia

IcyIndia

545 posts

Ah, how I love those winsome days.
Afternoons under summer trees,
Cool earth under the sun-filled
songs, tunes of winter far from
home. My heart is full of time,
a clock ticking in liquid beats,
dark wood and golden brass,
A grandfather clock measures
each moment of happiness.

The rolling ocean winds

 

Posted Feb 17, '14 at 8:46pm

PureTrouble

PureTrouble

96 posts

The rolling ocean winds
Carry me within
I float on like a whisp in the sky
Not a care caught in the eye
I dreamingly carry on
So daringly calm
It's all care free
Take my hand, dear
Come with me.

I almost forgot to tell you, but...

 
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