This is a bit of a forum game, but at the same time it has the capacity to result in a bit of poetry, so it goes here. I'm going to supply a line of poetry, and the following poster is to create a poem using the line I gave as their first. Along with their poem, they supply a line for the next person to write poetry on. No restrictions on the type of line or poetry; just keep the line open ended.
Why are you here? Has my time already come? Bah, you cannot instill fear Inside my heart, for I have none.
Your black garments are worn, Your visage is naught but a void Am I to feel afraid, forlorn? Because I feel rather annoyed.
Leave at once, you'll scare my guests, For they still have their hearts Which beat with life in all their chests. Leave, I've no time for arrogant upstarts.
Not me? Then who? The cat? Go ahead, he'll still have eight left. He's unsociable and fat, So I wouldn't feel too bereft.
Crumbling sandcastles in the sand Washed away by the waves of the sea Built by the labor of tiny hands Only for the sea to wash them clean
Ceaseless labor for hours, unending To construct the mighty sand castle But now its doom is soon impending Drowning the knights, kings, and the vassals
Hello friend, How have you been? If the question were that simple I might ask. But as moons tie your hands to the roof, The starry night reveals 'tis not a simple task.
Years have passed since we met, Under vivid caged lights of blue and green. And now time allows one more meet, Hello friend, how have you been?
You'd reply with silence that bites the wind, Or a sternly placed "I'm fine," Even if your world was falling down, "I'm fine, don't worry, I'm fine"
I'd watch you leave; floating away. Your arm hooked under a strong wing to preen. Maybe next time when together we are found You'd ask "Hello friend, how have you been?"
In my world, everything is blue, The birds, the people, the trees, Blue is all around, blue is all one sees, The exception being you.
You are the red, the stranger, How come you are not blue? Are there others like you too? To me you smell like danger.
Or are you simply different, unique? Perhaps I was too hasty, Prejudgment is quite nasty. Anyway, what it it you seek?
Friendship? Why not, it sounds like fun. Differences mean nothing now, right? Lets hang and enjoy the yellow sunlight. Wait, yellow!? What happened to the sun?
The blue no longer reigns supreme, All the colors I can see! 'tis strange, don't you agree? Variety is better it would seem.
it rises and i see mr. monopoly. he gives me two dice. i said "gee thats nice!" then he sent me to jail. i never got any mail. a man came through the door.
A dream of chocolate sheep licorice trees and a soda pop lake Earth made of cake and bees of honey My paradise or so it seems I eat all that I see around me
But suddenly I awake in fright I my reflection in that dream and I was obese
This next line is a reference to a Van Halen song. Your semi-good looking
Your semi-good looking, Or really should that be "you're?" The whole internet seems confused, I guess that's why you're unsure.
I could say "your beautiful," But I'd have to finish with something you own, Like your puppy; your[b] icecream; [b]your toilet; Your kitten; your dino; your bone.
I could try to say you're toilet, But "you are" not to flush. So no you're dog or cat or hamster, Or you're a dodgy toilet brush.
It's simple and it makes sense, You're is "You are," you see. Follow it with a compliment, The recipitant will be filled with glee.
And your describes belonging, Follow it with some sort of stuff, End with a noun not an adjective, No more saying your tough.
The rules are simple and now clear, My goal is to simply find, Correct you're and your on the Internet, Come, and together we'll improve mankind.
