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#136    Likely Guy

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Posted 29 October 2012 - 03:31 AM

View PostProfessor T, on 09 October 2012 - 01:34 AM, said:

Phew, finally got to this one.. Thanks for posting it.
Naw.. I don't like sad.. But here goes..

Dog's point of view.

As a pup we played, my master and I,
And ran though the yard under a clear blue sky.
And in the winter eves when the cold wind blew,
we wrapped up together in blankets me and you.

And we grew up together my master and me,
playing run and go fetch, by the young oak tree.
It was he who grew strong, and I who grew old,
Four years to his one, or so I have been told.

Gradually we no longer played, my master and me,
Nor raced round the yard by the old oak tree.
My master grew cold, and hips they grew old,
incontinent dog and whiny mutt I was told.

But I loved my dear master I have to declare,
Even when words were said in despair.
I loved him when "Come on" said last spoke me,
And opened back door and stamped impatiently.

I loved him when took he the gun from it's rack,
And guided me silently to the shed out the back.
I looked up and wagged my old tail in glee,
two barrels, a squinting eye, the last thing I'd see.

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P.T., you b******! That made me cry a bit.


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Posted 29 October 2012 - 03:51 AM

A new challenge.

Maybe a very short story about loss.


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Posted 29 October 2012 - 05:17 AM

View Postsarah_444, on 08 September 2012 - 04:36 AM, said:

I would like someone to write a poem about one of their best or worst dreams, whichever you prefer. Try to recreate the emotions/sensations you felt best as possible. You choose the the style.

Cold and stark, the surface is so alien
	yet familiar
		to my fingertips
		my palm
		my cheek
		my chest.

It is icy and cozy, this floor below me
	yet inviting
		to my curiosity
		my eyes
			open.


Where am I?


I breath deeply the emptiness all alone
	yet together
		with all that is
		my soul
		my heart
		my being.

Disjointed.

Stand up!!
   Okay, I stand.
	   Where am I?

This place so foreign
	I remember from before
		the end is coming soon
			and there is no stopping it.

				Why?

Three walls, a ceiling, a floor, and...
	openness.
		Complete openness
		no limits
		no structure
		no form.

I see no colors, only the dark and light
	the dark is out
		there
	the light is my cell
		these three walls, ceiling, and floor

How did I get here?

What is out there?  I creep to the edge and peer...
	a wall
		above me
		below me
		to my left
		to my right

It makes no sense.  It extends to infinity...
above, below, right, and left... infinity...  the wall...

I see other cells.  It is a wall of cells.
	All occupied
		just like mine.

Can I climb down?
	too far...

Can I climb up?
	too high...

Over?  No.
	We sit.
		And wait.
			Together.

				Alone.


What
	is
		that?


I see it, don't you?
	What is it?
		That...  block?
			What is it doing?
		That perfect cube...

Slow. Relentless.
	Inevitable.
		I realize...
			It is coming home...

It has a perfect form.
	The cube.
		Just like my cell.
			A perfect cube.

I scream but my cry is isolated.
	Just like me.
		Alone.  In this cell.

			I smile.

It comes.

There is no stopping it.
	Slow.
		Relentless.
			Inevitable.

A perfect fit for a perfect cube.
	A perfect beginning.
		A perfect end.
			A perfect dream...
				A Nightmare...

It closes the gap so slow
	yet so fast
		to fill the fourth wall
		my view
		my hopes
		my goals.

The infinite openness is gone
	and I wait
		for the end is near.
			It presses against me.

I struggle, but there is no point.
	I know it now just as I did before.
		I don't struggle long.


Cold and stark, the surface is so alien
	yet familiar
		to my fingertips
		my palm
		my cheek
		my chest.

I breath deeply the emptiness all alone
	yet together
		with all that is
		my soul
		my heart
		my being.

It is icy and cozy, this cube crushing me
	yet inviting
		to my curiosity
		my eyes
			close.


And I finally awaken...



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Posted 29 October 2012 - 06:04 AM

View PostLikely Guy, on 29 October 2012 - 03:31 AM, said:

P.T., you b******! That made me cry a bit.
Lol... Tee-he
It must have hit a chord with your empathy..


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Posted 29 October 2012 - 06:28 AM

View PostProfessor T, on 29 October 2012 - 06:04 AM, said:

Lol... Tee-he
It must have hit a chord with your empathy..
Yes it did, and may I thank you and damn you to hell at the same time. :)


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Posted 29 October 2012 - 08:46 AM

View PostbooNyzarC, on 29 October 2012 - 05:17 AM, said:



Cold and stark, the surface is so alien
	yet familiar
		to my fingertips
		my palm
		my cheek
		my chest.

It is icy and cozy, this floor below me
	yet inviting
		to my curiosity
		my eyes
			open.


Where am I?


I breath deeply the emptiness all alone
	yet together
		with all that is
		my soul
		my heart
		my being.

Disjointed.

Stand up!!
   Okay, I stand.
	   Where am I?

This place so foreign
	I remember from before
		the end is coming soon
			and there is no stopping it.

				Why?

Three walls, a ceiling, a floor, and...
	openness.
		Complete openness
		no limits
		no structure
		no form.

I see no colors, only the dark and light
	the dark is out
		there
	the light is my cell
		these three walls, ceiling, and floor

How did I get here?

What is out there?  I creep to the edge and peer...
	a wall
		above me
		below me
		to my left
		to my right

It makes no sense.  It extends to infinity...
above, below, right, and left... infinity...  the wall...

I see other cells.  It is a wall of cells.
	All occupied
		just like mine.

Can I climb down?
	too far...

Can I climb up?
	too high...

Over?  No.
	We sit.
		And wait.
			Together.

				Alone.


What
	is
		that?


I see it, don't you?
	What is it?
		That...  block?
			What is it doing?
		That perfect cube...

Slow. Relentless.
	Inevitable.
		I realize...
			It is coming home...

It has a perfect form.
	The cube.
		Just like my cell.
			A perfect cube.

I scream but my cry is isolated.
	Just like me.
		Alone.  In this cell.

			I smile.

It comes.

There is no stopping it.
	Slow.
		Relentless.
			Inevitable.

A perfect fit for a perfect cube.
	A perfect beginning.
		A perfect end.
			A perfect dream...
				A Nightmare...

It closes the gap so slow
	yet so fast
		to fill the fourth wall
		my view
		my hopes
		my goals.

The infinite openness is gone
	and I wait
		for the end is near.
			It presses against me.

I struggle, but there is no point.
	I know it now just as I did before.
		I don't struggle long.


Cold and stark, the surface is so alien
	yet familiar
		to my fingertips
		my palm
		my cheek
		my chest.

I breath deeply the emptiness all alone
	yet together
		with all that is
		my soul
		my heart
		my being.

It is icy and cozy, this cube crushing me
	yet inviting
		to my curiosity
		my eyes
			close.


And I finally awaken...

Wow boony, quite chilling! Nicely done. :tu:


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Posted 29 October 2012 - 06:03 PM

View PostProfessor T, on 10 October 2012 - 08:57 PM, said:

Cool, Thanks for posting!..

Wee Stubble

Winston Wheelbarrow, "Rope almighty" by nickname,
Once left his sweet home in search of great fame.
With braided beard the length of a rope,
Be sought new horizons and to give people hope.
.....

Great job ProT

The letter kills but The Spirit gives life. 2 Corinthians 3:6

Non-ambiguity and non-contradiction are one sided and thus unsuited to express the incomprehensible. -Jung

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Posted 29 October 2012 - 11:45 PM

View Postsarah_444, on 29 October 2012 - 08:46 AM, said:

Wow boony, quite chilling! Nicely done. :tu:

Thank you Sarah :)

One of my least favorite night terrors when I was young.  Not that any of them were very pleasant, of course.  :P


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Posted 30 October 2012 - 04:30 AM

View PostLikely Guy, on 29 October 2012 - 03:51 AM, said:

A new challenge.

Maybe a very short story about loss.
You said a very short story not a poem:

The screams are always the same
High pitched, seemingly without end
There is nothing you can do, nothing you can say
You can feel their loss, but, it is 'their' loss
They are the one's who have to deal with it
And they all deal with it the same exact way
Disbelief, the scream, denial
Until they see the body
Lying on the gurney in the Emergency Room
They wail over the body, every time, every single time
Every single one of them
The screams, the denial, the wailing
The pain of the loss
It's Universal
Beyond ethnicity
Beyond culture
Beyond finance
CPR in the ER is no one's friend
Especially the one performing

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once i believed that starlight could guide me home
now i know that light is old and stars are cold

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Posted 30 October 2012 - 11:06 AM

George Carlin was a hilarious man, but I think people here would like to hear something original.  There's many challenges, back through the pages that no one would mind if you brought one back to life.  Hope to hear something.


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Posted 30 October 2012 - 08:05 PM

New challenge. A humerous halloween themed  poem from the point of view of a pumpkin. :)


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Posted 30 October 2012 - 11:05 PM

I had a lot of fun writing this one!  Good choice for a challenge!

Every year
the same old spit
carve me out
and light the wick

I'm chucked from catapults
heaved from high places
thrown from moving cars
and make ridiculous faces

I wish I could be left alone
in the rain as I wash
and just simply hang
on the vine with my squash

Or I wish I were a dessert
with my rinds now junkin'
but no one makes pie
with a orange cow punkin

For now
I guess I'll make due
cuz it's a hell of a lot better
than a flaming bag of poo


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Posted 31 October 2012 - 12:23 AM

Hahaha that is fantastic! Great job.  :tsu:

Edited by sarah_444, 31 October 2012 - 12:25 AM.


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Posted 31 October 2012 - 01:17 AM

View PostB Randomly, on 06 October 2012 - 02:47 AM, said:

Challenge - Change

Button my coat
the night chill greets my face
looking around I see a haze developing
one foot in front of another now
walking slowly
contemplating my life
light a cigarette, long slow drag
exhale
walking slowly
I've lost so much lately
hard to decide what I've gained
wisdom perhaps?
difficult to say
I feel no wiser
just older, sadder

I still have whats most important
for those girls I'm thankful
they keep me
walking slowly
as opposed to stepping in front of trucks
take a drag
exhale
everyday I am changing
though its hard to feel sometimes

see her face in my mind
heart winces briefly
she's better off without me
walking slowly
changing constantly
another ghost in the haze
walking slowly.


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Posted 31 October 2012 - 03:26 AM

Im accepting my own challenge, I couldn't resist.


I am orange, fat and round
sitting on the mucky ground

children come here
through farm gates
one by one
carry away my mates

a little boy picked me up
I went for a ride
in his dad's pick up truck

he took me home
and called me "Jack"
to that field of mud
I'll never go back

he carved two eyes into me
so wherever I went
I could see

grabbed a candle
short and thick
with a flame
he then lit it's wick

I gave a clever wink with my eye
because to tell the truth
you cannot lie

it's Halloween
and i'd rather be
a silly pumpkin face
then Gramma's pie!

Edit...had to fix something that didn't sound right.

Edited by sarah_444, 31 October 2012 - 03:34 AM.





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