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Parsat
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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.

Here's the first line:

A mountain pokes out awkward in the mist

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1337Player
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Peasant

I wish you were
smart, funny,
pretty, happy,
optimistic,
brave, wise,
full of integrity,
kind, sharing.
But wait,
you are all those things.

What a mistake

fukwon
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fukwon
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Farmer

What a mistake,
me eating that cake.
i was already full,
and i ate it whole.
Now my tummy hurts,
and i need to buy XXl shirts.

Her name was

IcyIndia
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Nomad

Her name was
a word I'll never forget.
How could she
take him away
to that other place,
and let him never come back?
I can't believe I fell for it.
Now he's still there,
and I can't bring him back.

Shivering in the cold

fukwon
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Farmer

shivering in the cold,
i wait.
in the summers heat,
i wait.
in the dark of the night,
i wait.
I wait,
i wait,
for the day,
that will never come.

look up there

waluigi
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Shepherd

shivering in the cold
he sits there
in the alley he calls home
hoping for warmth
from his half-shredded blanket

Can he survive
in the freezing cold
in the state that he is in?
If only someone knew
he was there..

then help could
reach the homeless.

snow blankets the land

SheWhoMustNotBeNamed
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185 posts
Nomad

Snow blankets the land,
a frozen, barren place.
The only survivor huddles in terror,
Jack Frost nipping at his face.

Left here to die all alone,
A yetti creeps up from behind
Unless this yetti has snow-cones,
fate has been very unkind.


Meh. Not the best.
Luigi ran off with the princess

fukwon
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fukwon
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Farmer

Luigi ran off with the princess,
Mario got burned by Bowser.
Looks like his plan was a success,
Now he and peach own a snouser.

(its a dog i think..)

It's a rainy day

1337Player
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Peasant

It's a rainy day,
so then I couldn't go outside.
My mom says that I'll get sick.

I'd ignore her,
but she'd punish me.
So I didn't go outside.

(On a side note: Did you notice something about that poem?)

Once the leaves fall

IcyIndia
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1,344 posts
Nomad

Once the leaves fall,
The only sound
is
Crunch, Crunch, Crunch.

With elegance abound
as kids are
jumping off roofs
and into a pile of leaves.

But it is not so graceful
the way they walk
after they have their
casts on their arms
and legs.

So don't be reckless
or you might become
agile
for a minute.

You are forever

Hypermnestra
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Nomad

You are forever
My lover are you
Never say never
You know it is true

You will stay with me
Till death do us part
The others will see
And not break my heart

I can't let you go
I'd rather be dead
Though this you well know
I just want it said

Always be with you
And forevermore
You know that it's true
You're what I live for

I love you always
For you are my life
We'll show them our ways
Though you're not alive

xP
Necrophilia...creepy.

Blindness, deafness, oblivion.

IcyIndia
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IcyIndia
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Nomad

Blindness, deafness, oblivion.
Is this the same world that I live in?
It might not be a world at all.
Just a state of suspension through which I fall.

I wish I could hold onto something,
Anything.
But there is only nothing.

I am balancing on a thread of sanity,
Just me and my thoughts.
What was peace now is calamity,
And I feel caught
between two places:
Life and death.

I'm somewhere in between,
but all I see
is
Darkness.
All I hear
is
Silence.
All I feel
is fire.

Walking toward me

waluigi
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Shepherd

Walking toward me
the man in a robe
I'm scared
death is coming for me
I hide under the table
and wait for my end

a few minutes pass
and he still hasn't come
I beak over the table
the man's robe is red
could it be who I think it is?
is it Christmas already?

I not sure how I pulled that off with that poem but...it works

barren evergreen

Maverick4
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Peasant

Since I'm good at haikus, and there traditionally about nature:

Barren evergreen
Growing from the mountainside
Wind whistles away

In the crevasses of my mind

IcyIndia
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IcyIndia
1,344 posts
Nomad

In the crevasses of my mind,
I have hidden everything of importance.
My memories, my thoughts, my emotions.
Nothing remains.

All I know is this absence
of my pain
It's like I've injected Novocain
into my brain.

There should be a feeling here,
but I only react to my own numbness.
this lack of sensation.

Tiny whispers of what has been
those memories of what you said
I've locked them deep below the surface
To give myself a sense of purpose.

So, don't fish those thoughts from my head
I want to keep them almost dead.
I don't want to see them again,
Or I might die from this pain.

Those eyes

EnterOrion
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Nomad

Those eyes
Gleaming in the sun
Reveal my lies
I cannot run

What is said
Is always done
I lie in my bed
I've had my fun

The mistake revealed
A broken shield
I'm gone inside
My remorseful override

Nothing more can be said about this
I'll go and destroy in creative bliss
Life as I know is at an end
This broken life I cannot mend

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