SpiritWriter, on 03 October 2012 - 08:29 PM, said:
Sorry I haven't participated much. I would like to catch up with some challenges soon. *
I have a challenge for you: A deep and moving personal poem about Apples. What they mean to you.
Your breath barely touched the fruit
visible in the chill October air
about to polish it
bringing the front up of the sweater your Aunt Batya knitted
for the long winter ahead
thinking here I was alone with just you and my grin
and how easy it was to give you the apple
but not the ring in my pocket
give me a second I know I can do it
Color red exploded everywhere before you could
did not think we'd be in spotlights
falling on top of me
with an expressionless face
your sweater cuffed at the wrists
my hands feeling, reaching for yours
looking up kissing you one long, last time
it's just a new day, the moon's already shining
I liked old times better before swastikaed commanders
B Randomly, on 06 October 2012 - 02:47 AM, said:
"Change is gonna come. You better welcome it," are part of the lyrics
to a favorite song, from a favorite album
spinning vinyl in my bedroom late into night
dark into light
Humans were asked long ago
what animal they most were like
many called others but not themselves serpents
a few called themselves eagles
just one called himself both, a winged serpent, a dragon
Run into the forest
steal fire from the sky
learn the secrets to help mankind
to live longer and never die
as long as you live
I will never die
as long as they live
we will never die
as long as humanity continues
we will live forever
Professor T, on 06 October 2012 - 03:14 AM, said:
New challenge. A rhyme about a falling star someone catches from the air.
The stars fell in 1833
people hid in horror
others made merry even as they worried
the end of the world some said
laugh all you want
cry alone if you must
just never run outside
and grab one of the stars
but one boy did just that
and you too are invited
reach for your own star
there is plenty of sky for everyone
Likely Guy, on 06 October 2012 - 05:22 AM, said:
Star Dust catching Star Dust
"HAH! I caught you fairly, and quite squarely...from a billion miles out."
"Now what do I do with you, Now that I've got you? I've got 'star dust' in the palm of my hand!"
And as I sit thinking, the star dust is linking,...with me, in the palm of my hand.
/new challenge? Maybe a free form about a Mammoth?
We hid with spikes
behind frosted leaves of green
covered in the dung of the megafauna
that we intended to capture
the wind won't give us away
the wind won't give us away today
no matter which way it travels
save the tribe
the first to run risks their lives
but if they come that close to when it was alive
driving the spike in deep then we'll all survive
moving as one
eyes shift left to right
as does the group who have no thought of their own
the game is getting less
we have to go over the next hill
but who knew what we would find
the day cromagnon met modern man
they slaughtered us neanderthals
they don't have your size here
we have to go over to the next mall
Edited by Chasingtherabbit, 06 October 2012 - 11:24 AM.