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.
This is only the beginning Of that game that we call life Is what my dad told to me Look ahead never back Confidence is key Especially in the military He rambles on with his advice Imparting gem after gem Each one relevant and wise Yet each getting more and more odd Perhaps its time to call the retirement house The wolf laugh with unrestrained glee
The wolf laughs with unrestrained glee, as he pounces on his prey, killing it instantly. Biting into the flesh of the deer, He rears his head back, And howls with a sneer. Now he runs through the length of the forest, And he runs into a small field. Where he finds a very small girl, Oh, what a deal! The girl walks up to him, And he looks back with a glare. She reaches out to touch him, And his nostrils flare. Another human enters the field, He becomes very tense, The human screams and runs away, Now this doesn't make sense. Why did the human leave the girl? Why didn't she follow the man? It seems the girl has nowhere to go. Now the wolf starts to make a plan. He'll keep the girl, Since the man, she didn't follow. He'll raise her in his new pack of two, Now his heart won't be so hollow. So he walks back to the forest, And the little girl is right beside him. He walks into a large cave, Where the humans won't be able to find them. The wolf raises the girl as his own, And the girl begins to learn. She knows every part of the forest, Every tree, every path, every fern. She grows older and so does he. Now the girl goes out alone. He is not there to notice that, Humans now know about his home. One day the girl leaves, And she never comes back. The wolf now has to live alone Now love ,again, he lacks. ____________ I know I have to be ninja'd. >,>
Well, if you're still here, I'll write the next one
The wolf laughs with unrestrained glee At the sheep it knows it will slay The helpless lamb cries out a plea And the wolf begins to bay The moon howls back, a lonely tune The wolf settles into his snack But if only his stomach had enough room He'd be able to finish the task.
Those dark blue eyes Stare back at me What are you thinking, I wonder? You seem to have traveled to Paris and back To Tokyo, and beyond while sitting in a room with thousands of words reading through universes, abroad. So, what areyou thinking? Are you thinking of me? Are you thinking of you? I will never know. But I do know this- you are who you need to be.
The King lays down his pearly crown. To fix his hair with a golden brush. One hundred strokes through locks of flowing brown. To keep his hair shining, straight, and lush.
The peasant needs a new barn door. But, selling crops won't cover the cost. The crown is left vulnerable on the floor. One barn door gained and one crown is lost.
There is a lesson to be learned. Before you toss and brush your flowing locks. Put your crown in a safe place. Or you gonna get burned (sukcaaaa!)
Id prefer an apple over an orange And a cow over a horse Somethings are just meant to be however So I am left with an orange and a horse I dont let that get me down so I make Some juice and a bottle of glue He looks to the west
He looks to the west he's completed his quest to the other coast of this land what a tough one it was over mountains and desert just to get to the desilite place
where does he go now? there is nothing here drawn by false claim of profit perhaps he'll set down inhabit this place and become what nobody wants a hermit.
Oh gravity, thou art a heartless cow To not let us float on breaths of air We could hover controlled only by weightless lines that connect us to the earth Or we might fly free, lost within our atmosphere With no weight, there is no here. But with no weight, there will be no fear.
Without fear, life will be wonderful We will whiz past all obstacles All life-floats and stay in space, without a care We will never see anything else just clouds and stars and air
But we will have no-one to converse with there will be nothing to see Nothing to bring us back to earth as we know it And we will forget everything that we consist of be it love or grief or happiness or even contentment We will forget it all.
Oh gravity, thou art a heartless cow but it is better to have no heart at all to have one be broken For losing emotion hides all weakness. But then, where is the will to live? With no gravity to push against you, you would not feel the need to stand. With no heart to help you love, would it be your desire to hold love on your own two shoulders?
There can never be a perfect fire It will warm and illuminate but it can also burn and ravage beautiful lands that are now so desolate So be careful of your decisions, or you may take the bait.
A bittersweet victory Though I managed to push you away And though you seem to like to say that way I'm pulling you back
You seem oblivious to my feelings It's strange How I care so much for you yet you don't even look twice. I wish we could talk But You would only laugh And I wouldn't say a word just walk out.
You're too popular. You've got your gang of girls to laugh with But I have no such thing.
I wish I never had to push you away But that was your choice, not mine So, no thank you.
It's so hard Seeing you every day But I guess I just have to deal With seeing you So happy Not spending a second Thinking of me
So this victory Is bittersweet. I pushed you away But I want you to stay And, it is so difficult to see you every day Happy, without Me.
The liquid pendant. That you keep ever so near, It shines in the night, So very clear.
Whenever I see it on your neck, It makes me think, Why I ever thought, That this would all be for naught.
Though we all have our cries and laughs, This pain I feel, it lashes out so very far, It makes me feel, as if to cough, I'll look for you, near or far.
The cry of the maiden Tears at the heartstrings Of all knights, princes and kings But If only they knew That this maiden Is just too lazy And stupid And selfish To save herself.
The cry of the maiden Tears at the heartstrings Of all knights, princes and kings But If only they knew That this maiden Is just too lazy And stupid And selfish To save herself. Sprinting across the earth, Wresting empires' grip
DeusExus, you have the wrong idea.. Have you not read the OP of this thread? You don't copy other's poems, you write your own starting with the first line the previous person has supplied in bold.
