Poetry Game, Anyone?

C.bronco said:

next word?

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I hope you don't mind, but I'll twist the rules just enough to keep this going.

Next Word?
Your eyes are silent
Now, and blurred
Squinting for a taste
Of meaning
At least you don't turn away
At least you don't hurry
Your lips won't curse
Now, and tremble
These hard blows
Like listening to sand
Fall into gravity's place
With a stethoscope
If I could choose
I would choose chaos
And the next word

----> new word "Silence"

An hour before the alarm, limbs dead weight
are perfect,
content.
We are dreaming,
happy.
Even the dog
is silent.

Next word: dream

Dream
You were dead
Certain
Lying there
No whispers
Only the memory
Of your last
Goodbye
I won't forget
How snowflakes
Caught the misty words
Just dream

----> "Gun"

sprays didn't kill the foe
sandal attacks couldn't sedate it's spirit
they say it's immortal
the roach can survive radiation

the patience has been tested
the roaming antennae triggered a rage
a gun to load and aim
before shooting it up the dry wall

next word...tree

Tree
Body
Arms
Fingers
To hold you
It takes courage
To be free

Trunk
Branches
Leaves
To hold me
Any fool
Can be a tree

----> new word: Milk

lying on the bed, he prayed
to the Lord who they said, listens
whenever faced with storm
he offers a second chance

with a 8 year old heart he begged
that a noble fly from some corner
would land on his glass of milk
and save his tongue from torture

next word...sorry

Sorry
Sorry's not good enough
Sorry won't cut it
Dust will always fall
Through cracks as deep
As these ones, here, now
Maybe it's enough
For the children
And those who don't
Care, not much, anyway
Sorry's for tragedy
Almost black
And on your knees
Sorry's for another song
One you can feel
At the edge
Of forgiveness
But dust will always follow
An easy path
Bring actors to the stage
Just one
At a time
Dust-coloured hands
And feet
Unsteady,
Sorry

new word ----> Pluto

Give me a P
Give me a L
Give me a U
Give me a T
Give me a O
Go Pluto!!!

Win the match of
Football
Earn the trophy
Gold
Make us proud
Win the tournament
They'll bite dust
And we'll celebrate

Next word...flow

Flow
We hit rocks
And fallen branches
We plummet
And crash
We swell
And evaporate
We quench
And drown
We pool
And flow

new word ----> Snowstorm

I tell my cousin I'm sorry; we left the shovel behind when we moved south.
This snowstorm is a piddling dust -
Three inches, use a broom.
School closes for the week.
I love it down here.



NEXT: Last beer

Last Beer
All gone
Every scrap
Even the trees
Are ash
Alone
In this desert
A red sun beckons
For me to go too
What's the use in hanging around?
What's the use
In being the last person on Earth?

But not everything is lost
And I'm glad it's hot
I still have time
To pull the can
From beneath the Antarctic ice
And reminiscence
All this and before
With a nice, cold beer

new word ----> Reply

It takes a minute to collect my thoughts
Before I reply.
Email makes others rash,
And we are in that age.
What fresh hell is this?


Next word: fresh

Fresh

Fish last forever
In their salty brine
But you can't hold emotion
Unless you lose your mind

Words last forever
More than divine
Unless you're so rational
You miss the sublime

Bury your cliches
Like all the rotting bones
Hide your mistakes
If you like being alone
Buy new carpet
To forget all your mess
Eat undying food
If you can't stomach fresh

We won't be together
Til the end of days
Unless we write it down
Or shape it in clay

Songs last forever
Forget all your prayers
Like infinite gods
Who cares?

Eat undying food
If you can't stomach fresh

new word ----> Australia

Anywhere
Under
Stars
Traveling
Routes
About
Landing
Island
Ahoy, It's Australia

Next Word: Motorcycles

Motorcycles
Sometimes I feel
My legs won't move
And I've almost forgotten
How the wind held
So much charm
In my hair, my beard
Sometimes I feel
My bones are stuck
My flesh has lost
All its elasticity
But it's raining
And it's easy to feel this way
A dead weight
Peering out at an unfamiliar view
Stuff it!
Grab the keys
Jacket on
Helmet still fits
Cranking smoke to a rumble
Boy, I like motorcycles

new word: lust

Short term lust
Is a often a direct route
To long term dissatisfaction.

Next word:narcissistic

our teacher was a
narcissist
until we,
students of Grade VII,
shot her down

Next word...despair