Poetry Game, Anyone?

[KTC]

Crystal-like,
Your effulgent stare,
Searing into flesh
Like white hot fingers
On an icy spine.
Armor-like,
Your countenance,
Un-giving of your core,
Your true omniscient fire
Down below.
Lotus-like, your layers,
Peeled back and
Blooming outward evermore,
Yet still that shallow
Unspeakable indifference,
Glossing the glare
You show the world at large.
Fort Apache war-child,
Never opening, nothing closed.
You are a conundrum
falling from lips unsealed,
and me, universal ears,
continue not-hearing,
frustrated by your liquid stare,
once remembered by others
less divine
as effulgent, a glimmering wish,
but not by me. I can see
through shimmer,
that blank nothing in behind,
that whispered core,
eternal fire pressing outward,
like laughter on a baby’s lips,
babies, those towers of Babel,
all knowledge, right before
the cleansing back to nothing,
Empty in a new language less divine.


NEXT WORD: STARE

[Unique]

He came home
with a thousand yard stare
so vacant and empty we thought
he left his mind
over there.

Was he watching horrors play
across the field of vision
or had he checked out
entirely
and his mind become
his prison.

Year after year we watched
maybe today
there'd be a change
From where he went to
where he is always
and always
hoping
for a change.

Next word: Hope

[KTC]

Hope is congenital,
like a tear
in the wall
of a heart.
Forever there,
waiting to burst forth...
much like anticipation,
but without the whispered joy.

Next word: JOY

[Angelinity]

I knew Joy
once
Petite
she was a miss
Never a missus she said

Wavy red hair green eyes
Don't call it curly she hates that

Joy liked bright colors
orange is my favorite she said
Orange is warm
it joys me

She moved away
Joy didn't like it there
a small town with no culture
People speak in limericks i get lost
in rhyme

Small town post office
returns my mails No Forwarding Address
in the big city

Joy never was good with numbers
Numbers don't rhyme.


next word: numbers

[Rivana]

(Removed by Rivana)

Next word: treaty

[davids]

The treaty of dead thoughts
ratified by the loveless ones
who broke the daylight
with dark-omniverous carnage
wake up children
it may be time to fight.
The broken dreams?
Defend them unto death

Next word: daydream

[Angelinity]

slice across the belly
a clinical cut i see
careful
no spilt blood on the sheets
but your latexed claws left prints
on the scalpel
and the lids of her eyes

were you afraid to see yourself mirrored
julian gray seeking youth eternal
in her seed?

did she grant your twisted prayer
final gasp saved in a clear bag
kept in your pocket

thinking you have her soul
you take it out evenings to check
is it starting to look more like the you
in your daydreams?

next word: prayer

[davids]

I prayed to a convenient God
dark seedlings grew atop my grave
in somber blissless searching night

A churchbell rang
to wretch me up from peat in blackened bog
my feet so stuck in nightmare's grip
refused to set me free

This dream could never
die-before I woke
that death would strike me down

A scream to ruthless angels
sipping high Dacquiri Rums
who laughed to point
in mirthless fright
a wretched child am I

Buried in
convenient
fallow earth

[Rivana]

(Removed by Rivana)

Next word: magic

[davids]

Magical terpsichoria
a dance you made
and waltz it you did upon my heart
till I lost my breath
could stand no more
so bent to love's sweet lust

next word: benefactor

[Rivana]

This is an old song lyric I made that I just had to put here because it matched the word so well.

(Removed by Rivana)

Next word: melody

[Angelinity]

Listen
there is a rhyme to this melody
You don't believe in music
so i wrote these notes
that you can sing

I have my finger on your beating pulse
you are alive no matter what you think
The mirrored image that you see
is not your tired soul
the lying vision trapped within and trapping
of your mind
Don't trust what heavy lids behold


There are no walls
to hold you in and block the light
and though your voice is weak
you'll part your lips
and mouth this script

You listen now
I wrote for you this melody
because you're free


next word: image

[Paint]

Create
with line
and fading ink

Image
warm sand
heat; you

Drawn
soft paper
kept forever

Painted and hung
reverently over the fireplace
parted lips as I remember the taste,
the wind, the love, the essence of you.

next word: taste

[davids]

Strawberry-ripple
childhoods friendly frenzied lust after tastes
that sprung up my buds
and tickled my nubs
and make me remember
the times before
when it was simple, pimples
and a wedgy performed
on a future chum

next word: Chum

[Unique]

Casting the bloody mess about
Waiting to see what takes the bait
Silvery hooks camoflaged with bits of meat
Roiling bubbles on the surface and a glimpse of teeth
Harpoons ready -
Sharks!


Next word: attack

[Angelinity]

lance at the ready
blood pumping fast fear
grimacing your face staring
enemy eye to eye
stretched north to south
ether to lead to critical mass
celestial bow in the hands of Diana
standing to snap ripple break

his identity clear one split second
too late lance launched arching
south to north critical mass lead
ether aiming for your heart
glowing bull's eye - attack.

next word: eye

[Rivana]

(Removed by Rivana)

New word: open

[emeraldcite]

The world blown wide open,
the Earth's crust split by one
shuddering blast, sending shards
of us out into space
to plant the seeds
for new life.

New Word: plant

[Unique]

Sharon Harris put in a good day's work
Steaming along
Boundless energy the name of the game.

The people were happy and warm
Industry prospered
and their children played in the shade.

Then one day people noticed a decline in
Sharon Harris
now aged and infirm, output reduced

Their friend had become a stranger
potential foe
a dangerous quantity among them

What shall we do with Sharon Harris
irreplaceable workhorse
Our gentle giant at retirement age?

They could not abandon their friend
Plaster patches,
Mended again and again - Sharon Harris (http://tinyurl.com/myqzk) still lives.

Carried into the future by hope and fear
Doubts unspoken
Retirement must come and yet - the hour is still unknown.


Next word: retire

[threedogpeople]

Retired

It isn't what I thought
it would be;
hanging out
an older me.

Instead a truck
hit me broadside
and now I'm stuck
in pain, inside.

My days aren't
really all the same
they vary from OK
to completely
in pain.

A handful of meds,
an ice pack
or three,
and a visit
or two to the physio
you see.

A trade in of time
is what I get
it's longer...
it's different...
but not over, yet.

Next word: avenue

[davids]

Preposterous propositions lay on Avenues of thought-
now I lay me down to sleep-
my constitution sound my frame not ill favored-
but-still-tiny recompense for the futility of trust

langorous unremitting landscapes
valleys- crooks-pathways
gangled along in twisted yet valorous pique
to disheveled torture
dirt-crap-and snivel snot
filling an aperture
to justify the means

Next word: going

[Angelinity]

Ice dome peaks guarding the edge
Of this world and others
Hidden by the shade of night
We engaged as lovers

Crimson wings the Heavens blush
Cloak of darkness fading
Wanton echoes filter through
Your name still evading

Shades of fear shadow my heart
Have I been unfaithful?
Did you speak those words by rote?
Was this love deceitful?

Edge of night has fooled my heart
Though I thought me stronger
Cloaked in folds of darkness my
True love lost to hunger

Blade of daylight slices through
Birds of morn are crowing
Foreign letters in your name -
Where's my true love going?


next word: name

[laurel29]

Name

This echo haunts me
bringing me back
to the shores
I once watched recede from view
through narrow straights
looped in garlands of white
and across these foggy isles I traipsed
Their names lost
in the mists of my memory
This load upon my back
these burdens that shift
in swells and falls like the ocean
moving cycles like the moon
lightening and lessening
with the new
growing greater with her
until reaching her completion
and bearing down upon me
my face to the tide
struggling for breath
until at last again she wanes again.

next word traipsed

[davids]

traipsing through the woods
a traipsing we will go
we will fill the world
with corn-husked feet
and fly away and laugh discreet

Next word: blindside

[Angelinity]

Blindside

it usually happens at the last moment
just as you swore off love, life and the name of god
licked the last drop of whisky
from your last whisky bottle
and dragged on your last cigarette on earth

just as you stand there facing the precipice
the wind in your face stealing your howl to the depths of hell
and you wish you could blow your brains out
but all you got is blanks -
or throw yourself from the cliffs laughing

you wonder whether you'd still be laughing when you hit
the second time and the third and all the way down
you wonder if you'd feel the pain
and whether you'd remember any of this when you woke up
if you ever woke up would it be the same?
would it be anything?

so you ditch the blanks-shooting pistol and step back a few yards
deciding to go for it full speed and jump
and you run
you run and as you lift off it hits you
the answer that was always there
always ready to be found there all this time
for you just for you and you never saw it
until now

isn't that funny - you laugh all the way down
even as you hit again and again without bothering to feel the pain
because the last thought you make out before the lights go off
is to ask yourself
will i remember it the next time?

next word: irony

[davids]

Irony is a strange word
fumbling with destiny's clatter
hold up to the light
the inevitable plight
of a man locked in his past

Next word: laugh

[KTC]

A litter of laughter
falls from her willing tongue,
as it floats aimlessly,
taunting, touching, tickling
across the divide of thigh.
Me, lost inside,
too focused
on the greed of desire
to bring myself to laugh.


Next word: DESIRE

[davids]

I desire to be touched
by sweet frolicking death
to be surrounded by the gloom
of a perpetual darkened moon

Yet the heart so filled with desire
is too quick to flinch at a chance
to rid the dark
and seek the light
of perpetual spirit plains

Next word: detour

[Angelinity]

what time is it?
never mind it doesn't matter
it's always the same - no-time never-enough-time
running-out-of-time it's-late...
to hell with it

you go on ahead
i'm gonna take a lil detour here there's somethin'
i wanted to check out down this road
but i just never had the...

you go on now
i'm taking some time for a lil detour

next word: hell

[davids]

Going Home-Going Home
I'll Be Going Home
the song played in my mind
as I wished
as I prayed
for death was at my door

The sweet perfume of apple pie
the sweet stink of a 57 Chevy
we worked on that day
just before Hell

I think it was the violin
of a sweet negro voice
that rumbled still and chilling words
that I shall never hear again
Going Home-Going Home
I'll Be Going Home

Next word: satin

[NeuroFizz]

The sheet of metallic red satin
that covered me lent its warmth
to a cold autumn night.

It lulled me in, surrounded me
with dreams of an afterlife
of all that is good on this earth.

And it reminded me of my mortality
but like all things here, it couldn’t last
for more than a few seconds longer

It was
after all
my own blood.


Next word: pious

[davids]

Pious Noble had a colt laced on his waist
as shots rang out he took a duck
splinters cracked his face
the colt yelled up
it's western grit
come on grab me
outlaw true

No no said Pious
yelled at the colt
this aint no film
and where's the Duke
those streets of dirt
so cold and barren
I'll not lie there
a slinger's death

Oh no sweet colt
you keep the peace
and I'll just wander
off this piece
to where the hero fears to tread
in coward's that live
in just aplomb
to live and love in legend's lies

Next word: desperation

[laurel29]

desperation
the frantic fluttering of butterfly wings
in a jar - my heartbeat irregular
rhythm distorted - out of time
a slow motion nightmare
voices calling
searching - seeking
Must stand up -
I will not surrender
I will not be
this crumpled heap
aching body rising
only to see it
as it turns -
the black car
down the street
carrying my lost one away from me

next word - turns

[Paint]

Turns her sweater
inside out
stead a washt
wears a ball cap
gray pony tail
with her town on it
so she will remember.

Legend is
she rode vaulting, young girl
on a strawberry dapple mare
in Bailey's Circus
flipping, joyous reaching for
tent peaks
hot summer nights.

Now granny makes nachos
jalapeno?
consessionaire
for High School football
cackling to herself
lost in memory
oh those tents, that horse
hot summer nights.

next word: dapple

[davids]

My spirit
dappled as it is from time to time
the ups and downs of eternal flames
that burn so hard but
are rarely heard

I have a dear friend indeed
netherlands hold her now
where she weeps from time to time
for truth to tell
is a dangerous word
banishment the only reply

For if she failed
to hold herself
her ego jumped too high,
to cause her pain
discard her heart
is an arrogant,
thoughtless deed

Next word: trash

[Rivana]

(Removed by Rivana)

Next word: lullaby

[davids]

How do we speak of lullaby
a soft song sung
to put the sun to sleep
where children dare
to rise and shine
when sleep is begging, come.

Next word: solace

[wordsheff]

When I try to leave
you thread me with your arms
and call it solace
when it's more like a shoelace
or slant rhyme.

Next word: disestablishmentarianism...is that the longest word in the English language? Jk.

the REAL next word: convalescent

[Rivana]

It's starting to
get better now.
I'm gonna be
OK.
Another day,
another step
and one more way
to try to sway
the world into my corner.

Next word: fabulous

[ddgryphon]

Fabulous Freddie
Ever ready
vaults the hood
Even as he draws
Revolver from its hiding

Sterling Stan
Policeman
Orders a halt
Taking aim

Killing blind
Intent--no mind
Letting it fall
Lost in echoes

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Next word: Crime

[davids]

Crime-the eye of the beholder
the rights and wrongs of indifferent conscience
who said it must be so
but a crime is the robbing of the spirit
overt sensual denial
of things that spring
and kiss your soul
to deny is crime
to accept
the joy
of spirits revelry
unlocked and joltinig high to heaven

Next word: monstrous

[Rivana]

(Removed by Rivana)

Next word: pretentious

[davids]

Pretentious Fathom
a light lady of less repute
swung herself on
a lusty swing.
She dipped and swayed
so not to delay
the rupture
of leggy
proformas

Next word: she-bang

[wordsheff]

My favorite ricky martin song used to be she-
bangs, but now it's living la vida loca, a-
gain.

deal with it!

next word: obsessed

[KTC]

I would shake
for you,
girl, blend backwards
into the night
like your raven hair
in a windstorm.
Love.
Aromatic elixir,
your nape, mine
to fixate upon,
shake for you.
Obsessed, I am
with your awkward dance,
your living light
washes over me
like a liquid mantra.
And I, obsessed still
die nightly in the embrace
of come-what-may...
and you, a girl on a subway,
a breath away, your neck
impulses me, convulses me
to quiver and shake
for you,
a stranger in a shrouded dream.
Obsessed...and waiting for a taste.


Next word: dream

[davids]

I dream oft of passions present past
the delights of never quite
of seeking the dream
to fulfill my lust
to wake in hard
tarot chance

Next word:lighthouse

[KTC]

Your heart
in the lighthouse
seered by the breath of sea
remembering.
Your light laughter,
footsteps on the twisted stairs.
Watching waves wash ashore,
only you
to wonder if a dream casts a shadow
like a blanket on the water,
lifted to the horizon moon
in a quake of laughter.
Only you,
remembering,
in the glare not glare of illumination
in the wave tossed sand.
Sleeping in the darkened dunes,
I still feel your waiting lips
radiant lighthouse glare
casting shadows
on a face no longer there.

Next word: GLARE

[davids]

The glare of lights in darkened nights
a moonbeam struck aside
I watched, a blindman
speared by light
in eyes so wrecked, so old.

Did they ever see beyond the streaks of white and dazzling light?
I think not dear heart of mine
for if they did
you could still stand by
this blind and careless man

next word: well-worn

[black winged fighter]

Life came and conquered,
and I forgot you,
my well-worn path,
I forgot you.
But now I am ready to remember.

Next Word: remember

[Rivana]

Here's an old and dear one.
/Tessa

(Removed by Rivana)


*

Next word: betrayal

[davids]

Betrayal?
The breeze-cold-hard-sallow
it swept by, up and iniside
a rip at me that wind
of hate that fed my guts
and raked my heart
for God and Country
it did scream
and left me standing
alone and afraid
with sh!t in my drawers
a dead friend at my side
oh where are the brave hearts
when duty calls-
behind the desk
in betrayals cause!

Next word: hijack

[wordsheff]

Hi, jack
have you come to take my car?
please i insist, take the keys
can i help you adjust the seat?
the side mirror on the passenger side is a little askew
you don't mind if i take out my children first, do you?
don't mind the noises from the engine
this car is an '82!
don't mind the tears in the leather
to get that fixed would run me between a hundred or two
let me just grab me dog and send you on your way
one more thing -
in my purse there is a gun i'm not afraid to shoot
You didn't really think i'd let you hijack my Honda did you
even if it is an 82?

next word: blather

[davids]

Blather, blither, blother,blagger
all the same to me
if fortune smiled
while on my knees
I'd surely blather
a greatful tune

Next word: caldron

[black winged fighter]

Bubble, bubble,
toil and trouble,
damn cauldron of my life....

Next Word: trouble

[Rivana]

(Removed by Rivana)

*

*grins* I'm feeling perky today I think, in a twisted kind of way.
Anyways. Next word up: tragedy

[davids]

The tradedy of me and mine
the King's New Clothes
and all of that
of Cats oh Nine
grapes on the vine
false prophets
disguised as God
of whims and fancys
and ghastly prances
on the souls of children
innocent-hearty-tears

Next word: tears

[Paint]

tears gather in corners
sorry sad eyes
whimpers and whines
escape like steam
from loose floppy lips.
great heavy head
laid on quiet
unhappy
paws. You are leaving.

When dogs laugh
jumping joyous, free
grabbing at life
like a frisby-
lips turn up; yip and yeep
tongue hangs askew
eyes dance,
paws twitch
at last, you are home.

next word: whimper

[davids]

Whimper, twitchy boo boo
what I said to my kids
each and every one
to soothe their little nicks and knacks
to pull em up and dust em off

One day I said
so bright and right
one day they'll fly the coop
one day came soon
now I moon
over kids that slipped so far away

next word: gangster

[P.H.Delarran]

one little thief
came srolling through my town
trolling

a cowardly gangster
rifling through our things
trifling

one little girl scout
always prepared
beat him at his game

one hanging judge
held a party
in the courtyard

one dead gangster
swung back and forth
no kick left


next word:
party

[davids]

A party in my head
for all to come and see
it's written on my face
to disgust just you and me

Next word: face

[Rivana]

(Removed by Rivana)

Next word: abysmal

[Godfather]

its been too long.



its been too long,
my eyes can't even open
i'm walking these city streets
listening to chopin.

gypsies walking by
curling my lip
admiring their music
they think they're so hip

people don't look at me
and i don't look around
i am all that matters
i wear the crown

people don't like me
am i supposed to care?
i am important!
do they really dare

BANG! exodus outcast exile.

next word iiiiiiiiis exodus

[davids]

They all ran
sorry-a$$ed buggars
could not stand the heat
hell is hot
and heaven's not
where the footsteps of soldiers fall
to heave and ho-ho
and strain our brains
it's an exodus to be sure
for what if we
decide to chide
a child's most frequent wish
to be or not to be
a subject of some thoughtless
love
that ne'er-do-wells do preach
to feel the trap
of cruel fates jerk
at body and soul replied
I'll take that here
but never there
and you all can go to hell
and look for someplace cool enough
to sit and think a spell
but find the exit you will not
a Devil has you by the tail
so squim and squidge
as all you might
relentless hate'll hold you tight
forever and after
in sweet delights
transgressions sit on life's dark face
flatulence no disgrace
for dead stink
rotten foul and wet
in Hell's red firey
graceless love

Next word: peachy

such sweet delight?

[Angelinity]

my mind is blank of poetry
tonight
wish i could scribble bibble
glass of red in hand
but words stand tall against me,
and can't write a thang...

turn in my guns i will
and that's just peachy
as long as - i do hope -
tomorrow is a better day

next word: prunes

[ricahardo]

Lopped-off lengths of withered vine
lie scattered on the ground -
is it poetry or just chance
that the gardener chose
tasty, sweet, dried plums
to pack in his lunch today?

Next word: Confluence

[davids]

Prunes make tunes
of slight delight
no torture for a fortnight fright
just simple settin'
readin' and such
just to help
a natural pace

Next word: elderberry

too late so sorryI acquiesce to ricahardo-his next word:confluence

[Angelinity]

at the confluence of elderberry
oak bosc pears and peaches
the mighty oak preached anew

philistines be damned - he said -
to a hell of fermentation
where little red flies shall
forever degust the sweetness
of their fruit

those not worshipping the topsoil
with every fallen leaf
held at their feet to mulch
would be cut down.

not a single sheath may leave
the garden stolen by the wind
and no rain shall be wasted
on non-members

there was only enough sunshine
rain and soil to keep themselves
alive
and none may be spared

next word: persimony

[davids]

Persimony Daliance
a broad stroked hearty lass
dimensions shunned by others
gladly taken-ne'er aback
she strode so wide
you had to glide
right past her
pulchritudinous
hide

Next word: testimony

[Rivana]

(Removed by Rivana)

Next up: loss

[Angelinity]

i laugh
in the face of loss
as it stands there raggedy-rag
hungry for anything
ravenous for love
peace life serenity
the words of poets
memories joy
the youth begone
eats it all up

still i laugh - ideas -
a thing he cannot take -
are mine forever

next word: poets

[KTC]

Poets eat the world,
digest its heart core,
spit back the beauty
of days bleeding.
Onward soldiers of words,
taste the diety of universal beginnings,
flavour your heavens
with his whispered wings.
Regurgitate the beauty,
heave that empty land
from your bursting heartseed
squeeze the madness
back to nothing
but words on paper.
You can do it, poets...
seers of the universe,
mad hatters
with wild word orgies
blistering your pumping veins.
Eat the world,
feed it back
to a willing audience
waiting to burst forth
with the knowledge
of your secret falling stanzas.


Next word: Universe.

[davids]

Flying in some universe
marred by slow-abrupt
the timing not of soul or spirit
temporal pace et al

Next word: pathway

[Rivana]

Edit//This one was for 'face'. Damn comp. Aaaanyway... Pathways it is...

(Removed by Rivana)

Next up: loss

[davids]

Loss, an abrupt rip at your guts
they fall
you bleed
people profer solace
to witness to your pain
pretending is not half as much
as heaven's immortal thrust
to pick and choose
who's soul to kill
among dustructions wake.

You'll smile again one far off day
don't worry chum
in God's sweet hands she lay
but what to do
when God denies
my rightousness sublime
for I have sinned
and gather not
the flowers strewn in vain

Next word: disembark

[Rivana]

*bangs head against desk*
Hate my comp sometimes...
Ehrm, yeah...anyways...

//

(Removed by Rivana)

New word: fable

[Angelinity]

standing by the window
cheeks dusted in orange glow
dim horizons steal your gaze
my name sticks in your throat

slice of cake fresh coffee?
will you take me dancing
barefoot at low tide
if i loosed my hair and took your hand?

wasn't there a time we stood
side by side atop that ridge
our fingers linked in promises
of always and forever?

see these broken threads of yarn
i tried to knot the ends together
if you hold this here i'll roll it back
into a ball but you shake your head
and whisper love's a fable
and our loving's done

next word: loving

[Rivana]

(Removed by Rivana)

Next word: history

[KTC]

It's all wrapped up,
in lies and vanity,
like a plump starlet
years after curtain call,
swimming in a sea
of bilious wine.
History,
that mock Goddess
laughing
at a sea of faces
as they pass on by
and out of focus,
marching to death
as young foals canting.
History, evil sister,
slicing time with vacuous disinterest,
waiting for time
to come to a train-wreck ending...
slipping into silence
like a wet hooker
sleeping eternal
after dancing naked
in the glare
of unwashed time.

Next Word: Focus

[KTC]

Nick! Stay in Focus.

[Rivana]

(Removed by Rivana)

Next up: logical

[KTC]

Scatological membrane, me,
wrapped in fancy,
footloose, free.
Remind me again
why I sing,
whisper words of prayer
to the street huddled masses.
Logical, I,
penning new psalms,
teaching light foot work
to disgruntled passersby.
Pray with me,
a river,
walk on water,
I'll take you there...
divine water
with a crooked index finger
raised to the wind.
It'll be so logical,
all the scatological tricks
I will imbue
as you walk on by.

Next Word: WIND

[Rivana]

(Removed by Rivana)

Next up: breaking

[davids]

Breaking bones
simple stuff
repaired by medical buffs
the heart one must think
is often quite chinked
by folks that don't realize it's a crime

Next word: place

[Rivana]

Uhm, you sure that's not palace?

[davids]

Sorry Rivana-should check before I post-place or palace-take your choice

[KTC]

I will go with PALACE

I've been in your glistening palace,
drinking your wine,
strung out on your divine
riches,
Intrigued by your
not so secrets.
You, revealing flesh
for the devil in me,
entrapping my animal self
with the poison of your touch.
I've been in that palace,
washed up in reverie,
sizzling brainwaves
by the rattle
of your clattering hookah.
I've been there, asleep,
in disarray,
draped in your crumpled duvet.
You, vixen and lioness,
keeping me pinned
in the labyrinth of thought,
that vortex of your mind,
that pretty palace pink
you flaunt with your legs so long.
I've been inside
lost in the warmth
of your glistening palace.

Next Word: PINK

[Rivana]

//Edit, went with place so I'll let it stand.

(Removed by Rivana)

Next word: PINK Edit 2// 'K it started as lick, goes back to lick. Now all is well, in rhyming hell. ;-)

[KTC]

Ooh, your skin,
how I love to lick,
flick my tongue
along your shuffling hip.
Shaking limbs
remember the taste
of glass on a winter day,
tongue pressed
to window laughing,
remembering you,
teasing with the tingle of lead,
not so far in memory
as to forget.
Summer, the way you sleep,
languid,
covers shorn,
skin flecked with blisters
of sweat
and me, always there,
always ready to lick
away the memory bubbling there
on your shuffling hip...
you dancing horizontal,
attempting to find
that cherry spot
where the sun doesn't creep
through crumpled curtains,
a cool slice of bedding
on a summer day,
and me, my tongue
pressed against the glass
of your remembered hip.

Next Word: tongue

[Rivana]

Damn you're fast.
All right. Two for one special here.

***

(Removed by Rivana)

Word up: word

[KTC]

...

[Rivana]

(Removed by Rivana)

Next up: Wonderful

[davids]

She came to me with a tremolo
a voice that fluttered in the wind
the sound of chevy's ill at ease
to fixed with a tune and a little work

I spoke to her of breath control
of placement of her tongue
laugh out loud I said to her
just like a child do try

A laugh rang out
clear and bright
even in breath and bone
you see my dear
just sing like that
you Caro Nome sprite

Next word: bastion

[Rivana]

(Removed by Rivana)

Next up: grope

[davids]

Oh how we love a good grope
those mannish chums of mine
I wonder why the girls defy
our rigour and amorous bluffs?
for really they know
like a wise old wine
that's rounded and smooth and slow
that boys will be boys
and men will be men
and a grope leads to not much at all

Next word: proud

[Rivana]

(Removed by Rivana)

Next up: illusion

[threedogpeople]

Control
is an illusion
of the unenlightened.

Next word: wallaby

[KTC]

You know, you don't have to throw in words that attempt to derail the game.

[P.H.Delarran]

A genial friend of mine
From far across the sea
Once raised a furry wallaby
And shipped it off to me

I’d never seen a macropod
I’d never heard the term
Because the creature was so odd
I thought I’d better learn

I pulled upon his leathery snout
I pinched his furry ear
Which met me with a curious shout
And a strange and surly leer

I tried to feed him tater tots
I tried to feed him pie
But he was such a fusspot
I worried he may die

I called my friend from far away
And pleaded for some help
His reply astonished me
'Why don’t you feed him kelp?'

I must admit I had my doubts
Seaweed seemed so slimy
But I went out and found some sprouts
They were green and grimey

The hungry critter ate them up
Much to my relief
And then he gave a hiccup
And fell down fast asleep

I’ve since become quite fond
Of this strange and picky pet
I’d miss him were he gone
For he is quite an asset


next word: curious

[Rivana]

(Removed by Rivana)

Next up: fabricate

[Eveningsdawn]

I fabricate a smile,
hiding wrists that ache
greenpurple, edged with
sick brown and dull red --
no matter that they look
smooth and unmarred;
I can feel the colors
that are creeping up my arms,
trickling into my body --
illuminating the sinking feeling
of a tired heart.

next word: exhaustion

[davids]

Exhaustion, well, I can tell you about that
the feelings of deep black sap
that cannot trickle to the front
but hide and block
to stick and bide.

Yes the truth is horrid
but somehow prickly fun.
For I have felt the thickening sap
as age degrades the thoughts
of simple lustful happy stuff
that once did run so thin so quick so smooth

Next word: frump

[ddgryphon]

I hear them whisper
plain
dull

I see them turn
wish
me
away

I could be an incredible book
with a brown jacket
I could be an exciting sonata
never played
never heard

Instead I hear them whisper
frump

*********************************

Next word: Cruel

[Rivana]

(Removed by Rivana)

//
Guh, now I feel dirty. Think I need to eat and go read something fluffy and bright for a change.

Next word: transformation

[Nicholas S.H.J.M Woodhouse]

lets end all war
lets bring man
back to his core
take him out of the cellar
get a grip of yourself-a
and pull

next word: pleasure

[davids]

Pleasure, amaranth of wishes
destroyer of dreams
a thing yes it is that is always just
one or two small triplets away
from music that might fill up my gut
with something other than hope unfulfilled

Next word: Monday

[Stew21]

treetops singed
aglow, I find
melancholy as I think of you.
burning bright like they do.
shamed and brilliant.
smile subdued from Sunday
afternoon.
ache in your arched fingers
heartpound burning in your chest
like you embodied that sun -
set the trees afire with your glow.
warm to heat.
And sunday falls.
you fade, like Sunday afternoon
turned to Monday.


next word: singed

[davids]

Granny Mama Joy
singed with barbed wire wit
ran her aces across my faces
and settled me right in the creek

next word: greasepaint

[Stew21]

hiding behind
greasepaint smile.
heart reaches to my throat
strangles breath.
Still smiling.
love crushes underfoot,
ashtray denial.
pit of pain under the arch
of my eyebrow.
now my eye smiles.
wicked painted face
i see the sway
and envy the dance.
steal the move.
for you.
the smile lies.
behind the paint.

next word: nylon

[davids]

ooh nylon dreams
an old man's pure and wicked wishes
to bend and pick
errant pens
and glance at crossed leg
nylon chill

It was the time before
when I was young
and a bit of fancy in my class
sent shards of stiffening clueless rage
through unknowing simple lust
to chide my dreams
and pique myself
in frustrated self approbational love

next word: nest

[Angelinity]

--you guys are fast!

dowse me with greasepaint
below the eyes smudge with white
to hide purple pools i cried myself to sleep
in
draw a red blob on the nose with freckles
let's pretend we're drunk on absinth
and arch blue eyebrows on my forhead
pencil spider webs into the hairline
and die my hair pink

now pull the strings so i can dance
tap - i can heal-toe a limerick bare-footed
fill in the sound inside your head

is this what you wanted?

next word: clown

[Stew21]

aloft in wind,
feather bows,
dancing delicate,
breezefancy frollick
cold air swoops
sweeps.
nestled deep,
beyond cold reach,
the feather falls
from the nest.

next word: reach

[davids]

How do I reach out from this dark feckless face of poverty
that strikes at the strings of dull violins
with woeful depth and dullard tone
to move not I nor anyone
except to run
from fate undone

Next word: recluse

[Stew21]

clown:


strings to wrists
head-bob and bow
strings to feet
tapdancing clown
my marrionette.
bold he moves with my
hand-twitch decision.
clumsy he falls
heaped in string
still smiling.
fabric-strewn wood and yarn
painted smile - unchanging.
tangled, we.
my puppet.
dances, falls, smiles.
dances, falls, smiles.

new word: puppeteer

[davids]

If I were the puppeteer of fate
would I ignore the face of hate
to defy God's wishes
for love denied
is truly pie in the sky-sweet hope

Next word: pie

[Stew21]

delicious lover,
taste the suprise.
sweet juice of gods
full and flowing
ripe with flavor
but hidden
inside,
edges dry
pucker
while eating pie.

next word: flavor

[davids]

Oh that flavor of lasses ago
when hearts were light and fandango's danced
a rose in her mouth and thighs of delight
oh sweet fleeting nights
oh dismal days

Nest word: goof

[Stew21]

navigated by instinct
and memory.
you, the goof.
lover of open roads
paths unseen.
time, hidden,
wishing it unspent.
me, the memory.
long to night and days
yesterday
it seems.
on paths unseen,
open roads you untravelled,
winding walks rewound
found dance steps forgotten
kisses...kisses...
you didn't unspend them.


next word: unseen

[davids]

Unseen I was for many a year
until one day when you appeared
to fill my soul in gleeful light
and press your lips to mine

Time of day
time of night
to pass with you so close to me
that when you left
I fell to ground
a helpless-mortal
doleful clown

Next word: chink

[Stew21]

it is not a chink
there is no flaw.
elegant, shiny
metallic perfection.
no dent. I'm a goddess
all-powerful. immortal.
you will find no fault.
hurling swords fall aside.
I'm smooth, prestine.
protected. alive.

(weakness is worse
when it's denied.)


next word: denial

[davids]

No not me I would never do
that-oh no not I
for such a heinous thought
I could never be caught

Deny deny deny
a prurient concept it is
for children to die
and parents to cry
oh not us but them

next word: beside

[KTC]

I was beside myself,
a grinning shadow
mimicking my every move.
Lethargic dancer,
enigmatic poet
searching for words
to erase the feeling
of empty, wallowing.
You, with your wanton walk,
enticing me closer to the breeze
brought forth
by the subterranean bus
pulling into station.
You brought me closer
to the brilliant shadow,
called me out
to play, and then
enticed me further.
into the fire of motion
twisted metal, and I
dancer damaged
by a lingering word,
a taunt from your lips
in a flash of light.
Me, beside myself,
and you, laughing
in the taillight's glow.

Next word: LIGHT

[Stew21]

color gone in second showing
as i play in the light
cast pictures to the ground,
blacked by day,
I'm paled.
vibrant sea awash in earth
and shade.
I wave nothing
to no one,
pinned by the sleeve,
blown by breeze,
i cast a shadow, black angle
flitting, tossing, dancing - unseen
and lose my deafening color.
in my second showing.

next word: hello

[KTC]

Hello divine,
my Ganesha baby.
I have walked your oasis,
drank from your cup of grace.
I have glistened
from the shine of your sacred river,
splashed in your stream
of consciousness given freely.
Bathed naked in your living light,
Hello Mother,
giver of the night,
I have walked your water,
coveted your spine
so strong and able,
carrying sinners
to their fall,
across an ocean of desert sands.
Hello Divine,
I am here, willing to be taken,
supine in your presence
waiting to melt
inside your sacred river dance.

Next word: Melt

[Stew21]

weaved of spice and lush
taken to a new grace.
I'm found spinning.
looming as beads of dew
form you.
water's edge, invites
dark pool of who and when
cleansed of why and where,
the blended brew of you
me, water, three
freely, we melt,
to one.


next word: river

[KTC]

I've skipped rocks
across its bony surface,
watched the boats fading,
the ice breaking
the bridge aching to cross
into something more splendid.
This river of my youth,
rusty with the efforts of industry,
an angry frown
spitting froth into the open sea.
pulp mills lifting silt
from her lovely shores,
not enough to bring back
the flower that once was,
the vibrant summer dresses
of low tide, showing a rocky shore,
leggy and divine..
this sacred river,
where once we swam,
now a picture postcard,
of distant beauty,
ready to kill
with venom unconcealed.

Next word: swam

[davids]

River's edge
out on the place
where the docks play
with kids and bamboo
and bobbers and bucks

Look at the water
the eddies
the flow
of children at play
fish murderers they
that wish for a bite
all friends and foes
stick to it almighty
thundering worms
a bit of just right
for a monster to fish

next word: swam

[Stew21]

eyes glossed clear bright
knowledge hidden,
dispersed, by twinkle
giving light. life.
i swam in those pools
drank in you.
tasted that thought
tried on those shoes,
but ache of never getting
close enough,
i wished to become
that part of you,
so I could know
what it felt like
from the inside.
see for you,
see with you.

next word: vision

[KTC]

We had eyeliner
to pretty up
our empty faces,
give us vision
in a world gone flat.
we had lipstick,
mascara,
night cream to wax
our faces,
for the neon lights.
The nights were ours,
living in video,
on video and inbetween.
we were the day dreamers,
licking our way to paradise.
Pretty faces, an alone
in a midnight mass.

Next word: DREAMERS

[Stew21]

she swayed like satin
smooth she moved.
hips twisted to meet his touch
fingertip wishing
begging more.
twined in night, she swirls
in black, collapsing weightless
stars heavy hang overhead,
tongue on throat hollow,
shallow dives in flighty
night.
remembering all of none of it.
they were dreamers.
licked by heat and creased
to flight, paper airplane
sailing, swerving.
dropping from sight.



next word: paper

[KTC]

I crumpled slowly,
like paper,
into the dying light.
Made my way
through the sleeping city,
in search of your lair.
I crept through the rain,
anticipating your body,
imagining its heat
as I shivered outside.
Like ink on paper
the memory of us,
entwined, left me,
with the coming of the rain,
our tryst was gone,
running from a page
like a poem made on water.

Next word: CITY

[ddgryphon]

I am lost
this city
surrounds me
confuses me

How can you
be so alone
in such a sea
of people?

I drown in the
volume of humanity
pulsing around me

I swim alone
strangers press me

*************************************

Next word: onliest

[wordsheff]

i sit, ponder:
not a snowflake; onliest:
how wordly is it?

next word: (drum-roll please...)... Drum-roll

[KTC]

We the duet,
You the hero,
And I the needing saved.

You, with you spandex dreams,
flying higher than any bird
in a sky filled
with the altruistic wings
of wannabe heroes

And me, scampering,
upon the frozen ground,
like a lost Icarus
melted back to earth

You awaiting for the plunge
to fall beyond self-rescue
waiting for that last
breath of hope
to exhale
from my choking lungs
before making your move

waiting for the fall
to become complete
ready to pounce
like any good hero would
at the very apex
of this victim's loss.

Next word: FALL

[Stew21]

catch my fall
you said
plunging head first.
i wait, arms outstretched,
brace myself - clumsy
scared.
face lifted to the cliff,
you swan dive to me.
air and dew sucked into you
breaking through
gravity pulls you,
to me.
speed beats grace
time suspends,
color becomes world
world becomes earth
earth awaits us.
I the cushion
soften the blow.
then ascend the cliff
while you brace
to catch my fall
so I can eat the world
like you did.

next word: cliff

[KTC]

The cliff is the apex
of my flight.
That hiwinding sidewinder
makes me think
wings are real,
a steal at a bargain bin
in an ancient apothecary.
I, flyer, taking flight
from the cliff
of your high flying wanting.

Next word: FLIGHT

[Stew21]

you take flight
with diagonal ascension.
my envy in focus
the highway sign blurs.
you, with your infectious laughter
elixir of a smile,
hidden talent under redpainted talon nails,
denim god, you - strength and agiliity.
soaring, touching forbidden,
tongue to forlorn lip,
my whole being focused,
on the envy of your flight.
I, earthbound, awed.


next word: envy

[KTC]

I envy the birds
their glistening wings,
envy the trees their roots.
Yet, still,
there is something in me,
not quite there
in the way they move their
colourful feathers
and wanton leaves.
A choice, maybe?
a breath of wisdom.
Still, I envy the pretty fall,
all those conversations
atop the shivering trees.

Next word: WISDOM

[Stew21]

tremendous liar
with sincerity feigned
finds beauty in what lurks.
Calls it wisdom. knowledge.
she steals fragility,
faux-sadness.
chin pointed down, eyes cast up
pleading pout,
smirks weakness
earns sympathy.
tremendous liar,
makes love
with the wisdom of
deception.


next word: liar

[KTC]

Not ready for love
the committment too strong
urgent, a need for me.
The love of bodies,
mingling in a twisted
reflection of summer moon,
that's more my style,
one after another,
making a bed on fire
with the passion
of non-committance.

Next word: FIRE

[KTC]

HEY NICKY. I went from yours.

FIRE remains next.

[Stew21]

oh Nicholas SHJM Woodhouse...put it back! it doesn' t matter if it's out of order... :)

[Nicholas S.H.J.M Woodhouse]

flame makes smoke
smoke leaves fire
boy leaves home
boy makes home
man makes fire

next word: cycle

[KTC]

The cycle was manic,
a little like lightning
on a sunny day,
So enjoyed by fanatics
as prove of a higher being.
And I, laughing at the thought
of being higher
than my ordinary means
could possibly take me.

Next word: Fanatic

[Stew21]

plastered dancers rise
writhe, lean body silhouettes
blackened trees against midnight
skies. flames like stars,
gazes climb
like embers floating into heaven
smoke signaling their welcome
fire dancer, eater, walker,
skirt flips with her hips' twitch
lean legs shine golden
pink flesh deepened to dark
geometry in blue.


next word: blue

[Stew21]

now I'm too slow..shiit.

ok..Kevin's word

[KTC]

The colour signifies sadness,
an unwillingness to conform
but blue, the sky,
such a lovely thing
to be so blue
and I, why not I happy
when blue is the blanket
cloaking my everyday?

Next word: BLANKET

[Stew21]

lit with daylight, the pattern seeps
triangular, color and shape,
hue of the world changed
a shade, under the quilt.
cottony comfort, stitched by hand,
homemade smile,
tickle, giggle.
intertwined,
lips find mine,
daytime, tinted,
by afternoon
shade under a blanket.

next word: tickle

[davids]

Oh God those chubbly cheeks
tickleiscious to say the least
could you ever imagine a cherub without
those pinky-kissy-chubbly cheeks?

next word: pillage

[KTC]

A tickle of rumour
so exquisite, haunting
in a world of secrets.
Touching down in this
make belief town,
ears afire with a hint
of allegation,
so tantalizing, and true.
Just a tickle,
to keep it true
in sound
to the waiting ear.

NEXT WORD: TRUE

[KTC]

OOPs. Too slow. PILLAGE

[KTC]

Take to the dancefloor
with a twisted, arcane smile
hauling arms in a reverie of dance
assimilating to the preacher prayer.
We pillage the desire from mothers
waiting passion at a table dimly lit.
Hot for the fire of feet on boards,
the grit of sand brought in
from the spectre of night,
and with it, the smoke of devils
laughing in a frenzy
of moving limbs.

Next word: Frenzy

[Stew21]

vibration strikes like tuning fork
perfect pitch and madness,
speed adrenaline,
I must do!
Manic in frenzy,
I move
as my body stretches its limits.
Crazy.
to keep up with a hectic mind.

next word: hectic

[KTC]

Hectic is the mind
with a little magic
undertone
sailing, we'll go sailing,
with pick up sticks and whales
splashing side by side
alongside our raft
in a hectic sea,
we'll be adrift,
like our minds
on a winter day.
Stay with me,
I'll teach you that dance
that will take you out of mind,
and into wide seas of thought
like icebergs
on a winter day. Blue
with flecks of white
for clarity of vision.

Next word: WHITE

[Stew21]

notebook with pages
white and empty,
they could hold the next sight.
the next pure thought.
So I spoil the clean white pages
with soulwords,
poetic grafitti - dirty the book
smear it with images and memories.
watch the white burn away
under fire of ink.
it reads of woods and lakes,
fire, and dancing,
my firepit belly of desire and lust,
hungry mind to consume more
and more, collect the people and places
that make up Me,
feed it back to the page,
crave to unleash it,
unwhite the paper.
I unwhite the paper.


next word: burn

[davids]

Frenzy-screams-out of the way
boy that zinger almost did
rip out my face and spill my brain
oh God it got-oh no-not me!

Thank you Lord for frenzied lust
I prayed this prayer before
kitchen table covered in cracks
vinyl mountains and valleys sway there
the Window Witches riding brooms
frosty screams at melting light
they died in frenzied screams despair
I dreamed the dream
and held his hand
to death from cold and nameless lead
my friend is a frosty Window Witch
just melted now to other forms
that still flow in some lively dream
of winter so-so-long ago

next word: Petunia

So I am too slow-I quit-next word-Stew's bum

[Stew21]

BURN not bum - heh.

[KTC]

I was a burn,
blistered on your glistening cheek,
a memory that would fade
with time
to nothing but a white
gleam of scar
something for you to brush at
dab with your blemishing cream,
to make disappear,
like the rest of memory,
fallen from your waking mind.
A burn, am I,
no longer hurting,
not so much
like an unwashed wound.

Next word: MIND

[Stew21]

Ophelia and her flowers
each with a name,
each with a meaning.
floating surrounded in the drink,
clothes weighed - perfumed.
beautiful tragedy, Ophelia,
frailty, indeed, she.
While she took daisies...for remembrance,
"pray, you love, remember",
she did not take
petunias.

next word: frailty

[Stew21]

mind your manners
mom would say,
be kind, humble,
speak true clean words.

mind your teachers.
do as they say.
learn what the teach,
nevermind imagination.

mind the time.
it ticks away,
takes you with it,
leaves me behind.

If I had half a mind to,
I'd tell them all to mind their own business.



(sorry that wasn't very poetic).

next word: ticks

[KTC]

frailty, like broken wings,
again with the wings,
and things made of fallen reason.
But still, I look,
every morning, right between
the glistening shoulder blades,
wondering if yet
they have grown.
Just like my horns,
which sprout only
when my mood allows.
I hate waiting
for fairytales to eventualize
isn't there a way
to bring these things to life?
I am waiting to fly.

Next word: LIFE

[Stew21]

back porch afternoon,
watching cars pass,
rain gutters splashing full,
each destination made glamourous
as car tires leave wakes in
waters too deep.
by ten year old imagination
They are going to California.
They are going to Mexico.
out of the midwest boredom
we called home.
I see the tail lights reflect in the rising flood,
watch them go...away they go.
Rain keeps falling,
Adams Street becomes a river
after heavy rain,
we canoe,
only to the end of the block.
our life, unglamourous, we lived
right there. The wake we made didn't carry us away
We didn't really want it to.


next word: flood

[davids]

The river perched up on it's toes
enough winter flood to wash down south
deposit silt where it should
to build the places to drop the seed
of Hyacinths and Willows and peaceful palms
in a crook or a Nanny Wallow where they should
grow to spring eternal shade

Next word: wallow

[KTC]

I, not one to wallow,
get lost in the emotions
of time lost.
Like Jesus, I,
wanting to go to Venus,
but not to get lost,
leave the real world behind.
Not one to wallow, I.
Want to cultivate,
make new rivers
on a planet red and green.
Time sweeps time,
makes believers of us all,
when travelling in the sky,
goose bumps on our shoulders,
laughing as we go by
Saturn's shiny rings,
Not one to wallow, I.

Next word: SKY

[Stew21]

i am the sky
dome to the world,
tapered view to
heavens and stars
sun rises against me,
falls behind me,
clouds skew the view
taint my glassy complexion.
I am the sky -
fly through me,
breath me in.
live under my dome
of shelter,
fear the wrath of my storm.
I cover you with starblankets
to bring you dreams
that you can fly.

next word: storm

[Nicholas S.H.J.M Woodhouse]

gripping spoon tightly
she became god almighty
passing it to me politely
my tea making aphrodite

edit - flicker is better!

[Rivana]

(Removed by Rivana)

New word: flicker

[Rivana]

*Grumbles*
(Removed by Rivana)

Next up: flicker.

[davids]

Study you lad of atlast
for tomorrow you fail
but today you may trail
up a sweet hill of joy and yum yum

next word: repartee

[Stew21]

i saved the blue pill
the one meant to calm me
while i watched life unfold,
the one meant to hold me together
chemical duct tape
for my breaking heart.
it would steal my repartee,
dull me to round coned corners
smooth the edges
so crisp and sharp
and living,
jagged cut and bruised,
I'd rather have both
full pleasure and full pain
than stuck mediocre middle.
leave my ability to feel.
who needs sleep!
i saved the blue pill,
tucked away but within reach
desperate fingers pluck it
from its case,
i contemplate,
then put it away.
if i didn't take it on that day
no dry blue pill
screeching down my throat
to mend me then,
i won't need it today.
my reminder,
that it could be worse.


next word: reminder

[Rivana]

(Removed by Rivana)

next word: forgotten

[Rivana]

*mrwp*

(Removed by Rivana)

next up: forgotten

[davids]

The forgotten past
quite sweet you think?
I wonder to myself
if to remember with one
with whom you've shared a crust and a bun
is to forget the crumbs of the past?

next word: crumble

[KTC]

Watch me crumble,
fade to dust
in your muffled grip.
Lost in the void,
forgotten, I stumble,
made real
by the sweep
of your every gesture.
Fading, immobile,
and still.
Waiting the touch
to bring me to life,
make magic
of my hibernating limbs.
Suck the breath
inhale, and still
the heartbeat doesn't come.
Alive, I am,
with your ruptured membrane,
a song from your burning lungs.
And still, I crumble,
as the glare
of your lurid stare
hauls me back to self.

Next word: BREATH

[Rivana]

(Removed by Rivana)

Next word: religion

[KTC]

I compose mine in the morning
as the sun rises
hungry,
out of the rusty Miramichi.
Word for word, I march
lightly across the linear page,
my edicts, for the day,
where the day will take me,
Suffocate me.
and sun spat, longing for freedom, I,
with the will of lotus flowers
decree my will
on the rest of humanity,
but just for a day,
until the moon sucks back
that blistering orb of light
makes bright the night.
My religion,
to appease all creation,
jotted down, point form
in a journal, every morn.
So chaotic, sleeping in,
a world waiting
for the daily grind
to whip into motion
like a windmill chopping
stagnant air.
My pen, at the whim
of my dancing fingers,
sets it all in motion.

Next word: CREATION

[Rivana]

(Removed by Rivana)

Next up: imagination

[KTC]

He had none,
at least that I could see.
Devoid of a muse,
they said,
dead, he might have been.
Though I do recall,
that one time,
leaping from a branch,
freefalling into icy water,
he said, rather casually,
on his way down,
imagination called upon
by the thrill of flight,
"Look at me. I can fly!"


Next word: BRANCH

[davids]

The Saskatchewan-Paddockwood
a mighty branch leaning south
from a deep wood embryo
a place to be with mine and
show them how to fish.
Where lightning struck
hollow trees formed by God's sweet hand,
to fit the slumbering boneless back
so a lad could sit and dream
of great fish, murdered might.
For tales to tell
of wonderous fight
and hold dear dad
on high
and show him who is who.
For love abides along that bank
to hold and squeeze
and set inside
for ages yet to come

Next word: isolation

[Stew21]

Survival Skills

you long for isolation
that some invincible part of you
requires survival skills;
to feel in this moment.
Now.
and nothing beyond.
heavy sighs cloud your day
like cream swirling in coffee.
putting words on pages
to signify an existence,
"I felt this!
Therefore it's real"
but somehow empty.
Looking for the equivalent
of chest pounding,
gorilla grunts escape
during your morning commute.
Longing to stand alone atop
a mountain, yelling at the world below
smirking to the clouds that you are taller
braver, and fall heavier when pushed.
Then dangling precariously from the toehold
so you can feel
the grip slip -
your fingertips ache
at having a real
life-saving purpose.
As you pull yourself up
in the driveway, you sigh
swirling heavy
like the cream in your coffee.
you write words on a page
that make you feel real.
As you try to isolate yourself
in the now.


Next word: survival

[davids]

Survival-I often just did
had nothing to do with money or fame
but rather a lack of truth in my heart
for disturbing God's plan
it's a lot to have to pay
but I did and I have
and finally here,
is Dave a decent and reputable cad

Next word: Cad

[Rivana]

(Removed by Rivana)

Next word: forgiven

[Stew21]

the tree-lined road bowed
branches splayed long and reaching
cupping my world in its
scattered finger grip.
it shaded the road,
allowed a kaleidescope
showing me
the patterns of shade and light.
It hugged me tightly,
lovingly as I relived
roadtrip moments,
carressed me as I eased passed
welcoming me to that road
its winds revealing more of me
than itself.
And as I passed through
the leafy gateway
arched above, and met
the sun,
with it's warmth
bright,
I close my eyes
to feel it's tender touch,
and it told me me
I was forgiven.

next word: balance

[davids]

Balance how many search
but throw that teeter-tawter awry
when really all they need
is look into the eyes
of the one who is trying to help

next word: wept

[KTC]

He wept, they say,
like a trench coat villian
in a haunted social scene.
Carried with him
the majesty of angels,
the geometry of angles
in the middle of his full blown mind.
Harried and scared,
he travelled,
heightened the senses of virgins,
in his feathery wake.
Filled with seeds of demons
he screamed, anger. Vile
and yet, still, soft enough
to form a tear, to fall.

Next word: WAKE

[davids]

Great one by the way Sir!!!!

What a Wake it was
Irish beer and lots of grub
old Jewel she sat upright in her Caddy
and drank a few all with the rest

A blackened bronze skin
she had with a grin
old wrinkled and jumping for joy
she died in the stream
with her son standing by
and a trouty fighting the fly

Next word: eve

[KTC]

On the eve of my death
it came to me,
this great antagonizing rift in time
pushing me to greater things,
jigsaw puzzles of the mind,
macrame and oozo drunks.
I wasn't ready for dying,
not like those before me
hanging from the vine,
uncut from burden.
Like a ripe peach
I thought I'd wait,
melt into the rot of spring
and stay a while.

Next word: SPRING

[Stew21]

words spring from my lips
catapulted across the room
javaline of malice,
straight to the heart.
unsatisfied with the attack
not nearly piercing flesh,
i took a warm up swing
with the bat of regret, then
using the angry mallet
i shattered that thin brittle smile
leaving it in useless shards on the floor
and a gaping fault line
across his face,
where a smirk once sat.

next word: fault

[KTC]

I am envious of her faults,
hunker down to the mole
on her inner thigh,
pray to that glint of scar
in the middle of her tiny spine.
Hunger for the divet
beneath her textured elbow.
like a moss-covered rock
lichen strewn landscape,
beauty has the wisdom
to adorn itself with flaws.
I am not at fault
for craving such a beauty
held to an amber light
like a crystal
being searched for blemishes
at an antique market.
I love the way
that lip of hers,
languid at the corners
slowly droops to my waking whim.


Next word: BEAUTY

[Stew21]

she can't see
the way her eyes turn down
when he speaks softly
smile creeping across her lips
and a twinkle of recognition
dangles shiny like an ornament
above her head.
she doesn't see the way
her hips move when he's near
skirt flipping with the twitch
between her legs.
she doesn't know she lingers
long after she is gone,
air perfumed by her being,
transparent momentos
of her existence.
He cherishes her beauty.
She just doesn't see it.

next word: transparent

[KTC]

Transparent, I,
with a well worn glove,
meant to stifle the masses,
coordinate the omnipotent
among you, swell the river
with the blood of mothers milking.
I can see through you,
with your wicked grin,
hiding the incantations
from my fractured thoughts.
and yet, I still can sing
your song,
your tortured rhythm
of nuance
to the waiting crowd,
call you out and show
the eyes that watch
your crystal vision.

Next word: CROWD

[Stew21]

you crowd my head
your thoughts spun of fine
silk memory, laced with
threadbare sleepiness,
tangled in the seaweed
of drowning blossoms.
the visions i see because of you
taunt my sleep, eat my ego,
dream my fiction.
you crowd my head
images of youth,
like mine,
nature wrapped in
celofane and foil,
paint chipped and worn,
windblown and raw.
bare bone you, in
my gray matter
mumbled medley of fire and water
combination platter of woods,
headgame gumbo of fluid and flesh.
concentrated honeydew.

next word: combine

[davids]

The heart and the mind live in one place
no wonder this canto of doubt-
for when they are one -combined as they are-
which one of the ones do you choose?

Next word: hymnal

[actpoet1]

My eyes sagged like black roses
weighed down by mourning
dew from your empty crib. Then they vomited

inky tears as I let the lone white candle I lit
for you vein up my left arm. Black and white

where the tears and wax touched. I leaned
down, kissed us, then ripped the

“shock” from my arm. Red swirls followed
as it sunk

into that toilet. I turned; a hymnal slipped through
my clenched my teeth and helped
suffocated the candle’s wick
like a unwanted baby with the
with the palm of my hands.

SAY8

next word: pierce

[KTC]

Pierce the heart
A flower,
Stem a glimmer
With the blood of first love
Pierce the waves
A capsule
Go sailing
Catch the moon
In the last peak of day
As it stretches, canvas sharp
Wavering on the cusp of night
Pierce the shards
Of glass, angels,
Wingless in flight
Breath stops, in fall
Tumbling, and wings
Spread like arms a flutter
Taut with the promise
Of flight.
Pierce the night
With madness
Droop down
To catch the lonely teardrop
Falling, endless, immortal
Amid the rainy day.

Next word: SHARP

[davids]

Sharp as hell that blade there boy
careful now don't cut yourself
but when you stick it in the gut
just make sure you twist and shout
damn you pr!ck you're gettin' it now
take that you punk-Chr!st that feels good

That dear heart is heaven's lust
to kill and mame with beauty's thrust
a twist and a rip
oh how saintly devine
look that poor man's tummy
by Lord it's hangin' down
let us pick it up and stuff it in
maybe then he'll understand
what a child he has been

We forgive and forget
so enjoy the trip
the paint is just dry
so don't mess yourself
with left overs stale
that were bad eats then
are still
Amen-and Heaven's end!

Next word: satin

[KTC]

Her dress, satin,
Clung to my dreams
Like leaves
On a window of rain,
My mind, troubled
Yearning that silky touch,
That dress so revealing,
Opening up to my wandering fingers
And I, craving the silk of down,
The touch,
Like a butterfly wing,
Of the perfection
Of her crystal skin.
Hunger, I,
For the length of her thigh
As in memory
It reaches to wrap me
In shroud, and I,
Still dreaming, still touching
With electric fingers dancing,
And a breath ignites my dream
To passion, hungry
For that press of satin.

Next word: DOWN

[davids]

The first down-goose feathers plumping pillow joy
that mattress in Vienna that stuck me under knees
so beautiful that downy touch
a flip and cool pillow lust
God it feels good on my face.
Where is the grace of good Goose down?

Next word: PAINT

[KTC]

Walking slowly
Through a world
Of was not was
I could hear the echo
Of falling saints
They walk stiletto silky
Panting in mock Dali walk,
And paint, they do, the sky
Touch the pretty colors
With dips of brush
And languid stroke
And all while walking slowly
Through the world
Above the world
Of was not was.

Next Word: SAINTS

[davids]

Awash I was in saintly power
above the bleeding ghostly tower
that stood a monolith of my sin
some deep black hole down deep somwhere
to catch my prayers
so pure
that only Gods could understand
and turn their noses
at steamy silver lovely puffs
of condescention-black manure

Next word: puffs

[KTC]

puffs of autumn wind
rise above the tree-line,
pallid faces
in the leaves,
dance, and mimic man
falling to a winter ground
hard earth relentless
bruises swell
diminish winds of autumn
the hum of dying summer
falling silent in the afterglow
of colour, leaves
laying still now, but for wind
in puffs, carrying the detritus
of another dying season
to its hungry waiting grave.

Next word: GROUND

[davids]

Roots of trees search the ground for water, anchors hold them there
some search up to heaven's promise
in air and tumult all around
God rest you root that searches so
for life is sure and in the ground

next word: intoxicate

[KTC]

You intoxicate me
With that luscious laugh
Hyperbolic wisdom
Falling slantwise across my mind
You intoxicate me
With that heart
Rip in the aorta
And still beating
To the time of drums
Chanting in jungles wet
With the heat of African suns
You intoxicate me
Extricate me from myself
Alleviate me
From the boredom of days.
I breathe and it is you
Inhaled. Each atom of your red hot
Mind, swallowed with hunger
Into my willing veins
Like a white hot needle
Shot into the pulse
Of blood my own.
You intoxicate
Like honey
Dripping slowly into time.

Next word: Hunger

[KTC]

(leaving for now. Just wanted to add...thanks for the word fun, Davids. You rock lobster. Or, should I say...you rock, lobster.)

[davids]

Me also my friend it has been grand it has been fun-see you anon-with comma or without-it is nice to rock!!!!

Next word: lobster

[KTC]

Scream, they do,
without the cords
to make vocals,
a conundrum for some,
standing near the pot
listening to the wails.
Pretty the colour they turn,
the shell, from slight rainbow
of green,
to this glossy shade of red
better than any lipsticked hussy
on a street corner pirouetting
on clumsy stilettos, marching.
Oh, the pretty yellow,
melts on its glistening back,
as I grab firm
to its motionless claw.
The lobster, a meal
remembered
from long cold days
on the Eastern Seaboard
catching waves
in a pot
alive with the symphony
of impossible screams.

Next word: RAINBOW

[davids]

I know about pots
and ends of things
like rainbow's glossy slippery wings
nocturnal damp surrounds the land
where elves and fairies sprinkle dust
that loads my head and runs my nose
and cramps my lungs
to fill my heart
with sprites and mites and tiger toes

Next word: HIGH

[Rivana]

(Removed by Rivana)

Next up: ignorant

[black winged fighter]

I am ignorant
of
my own desires
elude me.

Next Word: Choice

[Eveningsdawn]

I had
a choice:
speak,
or suffer.
I chose
to speak.

next word: relief

[Rivana]

(Removed by Rivana)

Next: eye

[Angelinity]

slunking
on the rim of my eye
transparent so even when i see
it is a shadow
whisp of a thread with no form
or substance
incorporeal
persistent

i thought it might have grown
a thicker shell
if for no other reason than
to keep from being smashed between my eyelids
as i blink
blink-blink-blink a thousand times an hour
each blink shooting it to the center
and across
to another rim
dancing it on the slick of this universe
i have no name for

an idea
of sorts

could be the one
i've been seeking
if only
i stood still

next word: slick

[Rivana]

(Removed by Rivana)

//Tessa's in a bad mood.

Next word: rubble

[Angelinity]

bad mood rubble
head slumped
she looks down where
there's nothing to see

granite powder
diamond grains
finer than sand
funnelling
through hourglass cinch
from what was
to could have been
writing a future never glimpsed
in round dreams --
wide-eyed little girl
who smiled without having to
ask herself
how much

next wod: funnel

[Godfather]

i told her everything
at once.
i showed her exactly who i was,
in an hour.

she hasn't spoken to me since



next word: everything

[Angelinity]

she doesn't call anymore
since that night
when i told her everything
more than she wanted to know
i guess

she wasn't right anyway
but next time
i'll be holding back
everything may be too much
at once

next word: next

[Rivana]

(Removed by Rivana)

//*grins* I'm in a good mood again .

[Angelinity]

grins
in good mood again
the dip swells up taking her higher
than she remembers

life is
good enough for one more day
a grin costs nothing
and pays dividends
thousand fold

next word: webwire

[Rivana]

*blush* Sorry.

(Removed by Rivana)

Next up: conversation

[Angelinity]

he said
she said
i turned
they laughed
you stood
and left the room
she said
i cried
he said
they cheered
you knocked again
let's talk

next word: knocking

[Rivana]

(Removed by Rivana)

Next up: confidence

[kborsden]

i am with confidence
or so rather brash
these simple incidents
through which i dash
being only myself
in all my glory
with no ones help
just my own story
just remember me
long after i leave
for i am someone
yet my hair still receeds

next word: unfurl

[Rivana]

(Removed by Rivana)

Next up: exterminate

[kborsden]

as we co-enside with the wild
we exaggerate,
coagulate,
exhonerate
our own god renounced evil tribe
we loath, we hate,
we generate,
exterminate
the beauty of the garden inside.

next: hind-sight

[Rivana]

(Removed by Rivana)


Next up: loser

[kborsden]

they call me a boozer
a self-admitted loser
but i dont care
as long as you are there
to raise a glass
without shame nor class

next word: beguile

[black winged fighter]

Beguile
is apple gone sour
in my mouth.
I would hate to do that
to you.

Next Word: anxious

[kborsden]

sweaty palms and smelly breath
anxious yet untill my end
i rub my hands against my sides
shaking still with every stride
was i but a youngster now
not akin to why or how
for nervousness does cause me stress
it forces me to try to impress
those who call me shallow man
empty, lacking, non-avant
i wither down and yet proud i stand
still i feel the sweat on my hands.

next: misbegotten

[Rivana]

(Removed by Rivana)

Next up: ignorance

[kborsden]

o, to be that boy
who pulled your hair in the school yard,
to be the one who called you names
who's ignorance hid his charm.

was i but that boy
but knowing then what i do know,
to be the one who called you names,
who's ignorance hid his warmth.

next word: derrogative

[Rivana]

(Removed by Rivana)

Next up: eulogy

[Angelinity]

the times
you held my hand past midnight
at your door
never complaining i kept you up
rambling
crying over petty things like
money or cheating lovers
or being in a rut

until the words all emptied
eyelids glued together slumped on your sofa
you covered my legs
and went to your room

i never thanked you
and now
your door closed forever
i never can

but should you need
to share a bottle
someone
to hold your hand
and listen to your rambling
until dawn

there is a sofa in my living room
and a soft blue blanket
to warm your feet
coffee in the morning
and no lock on my door

next word: rambling

[KTC]

I was rambling
when I whispered
those universal secrets,
pay no heed,
no mind at all,
the newspaper taxis,
they're not just a song
waiting for the incredibly high.
They are there, at the shore,
waiting like tongues
in a whore house,
to take us away.
The rambling, those words
you heard,
you must leave behind,
happy the man
with not the whispers,
he going through life
with a whistle, denial,
a long black limousine,
pull that up to the bumper,
stretch it in your mouth
with amber.
But stay far
from the reaches
of newspaper taxis,
and kaleidoscope eyes.
Or was that, if I may
the girl with colitis going by?

Next word: WHISPERS

[kborsden]

she hushes as she speaks
her words in silent whispers
she is sleeking in her deciet
like cats that bare whiskers.
her name is lost on ears of man
but evil still she be
for she is the original woman
she gives no release
from lies or hidden truths
with period pains
giving us all the blues
she refrains.

next word: avant-garde

[KTC]

My lips smack of black,
my duvet glides across the stage,
draped cape-like
with glitter shining
from its happy entrails.
My hat, pointed and fixed
like a globe in a universe
on fire,
stands atop my head,
waxed hair
tight to the veins of my neck.
I am, truly
the next slice
of avant-garde.
A walking canvas,
draped in down,
slicing through the crowd
with my slick black boots,
I am the Walrus.

next word: crowd

[kborsden]

row upon row
of drifting sound
stand upon stand
of lights in glow
gavin henson kicks
like none before
row upon row
of cheering crowd
stand upon stand
of balls that flow
john spice scores a mighty try
and we are through
with rows upon rows.

next: lewd

[davids]

Lewd perplexity competed in mind
of a sort not easily tasted
of sweet fruits and tasty treats
of some I never shall eat

However the time
to digest myself
in purple but pendulous thought
will drive the extreme
and defy the elite
to come to me
sullen and dark
in self-tortured debate
with lust in my loins
to try those forbidden but
heinous delights

next word: comma

[kborsden]

x-ing a paragrab
nonsense is sensical to him
his use of verb confusion
and comma instead of full-stop
yet he is the master
of macabre and love alike
edgar poe
edgar allen poe
my teacher, my sensai, my tongue.

next word: hebreuw

[davids]

So! whad a ya want frum my life
I am ethnic and know what I mean
I can speak oxfordian
and play an accordian
so never mind the quality feel the width
pummel and smash
and make me eat grass
I'll smoke and I'll dope
cause I'm Hebrew-kosher-and frank

Next word: apology

[kborsden]

sorry to all i may have offended
but this is me
the guy unbefriended
poser of a person without shame
only my fame may carry my blame
so sorry once again
to all unfriendly
towards me
my solomn most apology.

next: blaspheme

[black winged fighter]

You strut
and stride,
your footsteps miles wide,
you run
and trace my diples with
your tracks
across my heart
are not permanent;
they are beautiful blasphemy.

Next Word: Tracks

[kborsden]

nice poem btw,

i walk, i slack
behind my group
hunters still
in worldly soup

i slow at tracks
of beast unknown
blunder made
in bloody snow.

next word: prayer

[Rivana]

(Removed by Rivana)

Next word: absolution

[kborsden]

as we live this revolution
catholic pride does ring true
although the fight is no solution
mother's child treated cruel
we wait for absolution
but recieve only bad news

next: grime

[davids]

I lay in a field
somewhere off
distant green
my guts hang down
and touch the ground
intestines fortitude
and grand sausage stuffed
with hope so great and small
blood for us and spilled in glee
of patriot's lust
never denied

Next word: chum

[kborsden]

chum and chowder
for the dogs
the hounds of hell
run wild tonight
through thick and silent fog.

next word: gloat

[davids]

Oh I did gloat that fairy day
upon a high and windless peak
which wondering did I
no breath no life upon this thing
of granite sweat and tears

So jumping off into the realm
of pixies, gnomes and trolls
I found to my delight and joy
a sprite to talk of daily trials
so off its wings did come
as blue bottle flys did writhe
the wings picked off by a deadly child
in evil self abide
to watch and laugh
at fairy pain
the world is as it is

To kill is quick
if done right
but denies the righteous cry
It had to be done so did it we did
a bible plea for eye for eye
such toothless wit
I cry-but what
of tears and fears and peppermint fluff
let us kill them all
for tortures rush
is fun-cannot you look around?
Oh sight is for seeing-aha aha
I thought myself
it was merely for fleeing

Your thoughts and mine
of right and wrong
correct is a better word
cold and heartless, yes it is
but leaves us right, just and proud
to turn away
deny the joy
of love for love
and hate for hate
Oh! what a wonderful time it is.

Next word; cherish

[kborsden]

I hold them dear to my heart
my lost children of the night
I weep for every sound and arch
of falling tear's resonating light.
I cherish the memory of her.

I hold her close to my chest
my lost darling Joanna
for she was every laugh at best
of smiling teeth perfect an pure.
deminish the fatality of her.

next: closure

[davids]

When flowers bloom do they start to die
or is it simply asking love me now?
When light flicks on to guide the way
do we ask of the hand please go away?
I have taken love by chance
that passed me by most days
it fell to me a ghostly chance
never taken for fears inside
she smiled and laughed
what can you say
you call that love's divide?
Who knows my friend
it tickled my heart
that laugh so long ago
that when it stopped
I could not think to feel the pain
when laughter rang out once more.
After long black tears in sorrows fears
so what the hell
dear watcher true
we take the chance again
to fill our hearts and pique our souls
for closure-never end

next word: repair

[black winged fighter]

What must I do
to repair
those cracks I see
in your eyes?

Next Word: cracks

[kborsden]

they glisten
with salivating tears.
I listen
to broken down fears.
you whisper
through the crack of years.
will we know?
can we tell?
as we learn
from distant careers?

next word: rightous