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    Fun Poetry Exercise

    In my 'creative writing' poetry class today, my professor instructed this exercise, inspired by Kenneth Koch, that I found quite fun, and thought to share.
    First get some paper, a clock, and a writing utensil, and perform the following steps. To encourage sharing your results, I will share mine, just out of curiosity, and, as some of you know, I do not post my own original poetry.

    Poem #1: Warming Up
    Write a long string of lines without stopping, and begin each one of the sentences with "I wish . . ." You need not make sense or unify your statements. Time this step for 2 minutes.


    My examples:
    I wish I could wish something witty,
    like an Ambrose Bierce-like prose.
    I wish in that ether of oceanic space, the gods
    would at last share the virtue.
    I wish the simplicity of architecture could somehow
    transpass its alleged limits in yet another Renassaince.
    I wish to sleep without the lucidity of a dream,
    reflecting the blankness of a clear sky.

    Poem #2: Still Warming Up
    Write another long string of lines without stopping, and this time begin each line with the word "Once . . ." Time this step for another 2 minutes.


    My examples:
    Once a forest grew beyond the limits of nature's
    man-made bounds as if directed by wind.
    Once the moon darkened, blending with the bleak sky
    that swallowed the stars like a gaping mouth eating pinholes.
    Once I dreamt of paralysis.
    Once the ground shook, but air remained still, and we shook,
    breathing the calm wind.

    Poem #3: Now We're Getting Warmer
    This time in your line string, begin each line with "Now . . ." for one minute.
    When done, write another string for an additional minute, beginning with "I remember . . ." lines.


    My examples:
    Now the clouds settle near the ground that fog the eyes
    like smoke rising above burning forests.
    Now the great below swallow light
    where fascinating creatures lurk.
    I remember when the air breathed easily,
    or, rather, a great air breathed one in.
    I remember drowning.
    I remember climbing a tree that I thought reached the heavens,
    like a natural Tower of Babel.

    Poem #4: Lying
    Write a collection of statements, each of which is a lie. Write non-stop for 2 minutes.


    My examples:
    I have never told a lie.
    I was never afraid of water.
    Tomorrow the sun will not rise, but will set.
    Yesterday seems equivalent to years ago.
    I like immodest people.
    The ocean drops into space at the Mariana Trench.
    Never has anyone written something influential.

    Poem #5: Words
    List eight common concrete (tangible) nouns in one column, and eight corresponding, unrelated active, present-tense verbs in another column, then draw random lines, connecting one noun per every one verb.


    My example, lined together:
    Iridescence lands.
    Fuschia saddens.
    Literature drowns.
    Teacup sways.
    Clouds wander.
    River glows.
    Waves drink.
    Hands evolve.



    So, how did you do?

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    I wish that words could clothe the world with mystery
    I wish for blue skies, clean clouds and a nurturing sun
    I wish that rivers ran through pristine woodland untouched by man
    I wish that time was not linear for us
    I wish for harmony in a world of competition
    I wish that nationality did not entail jingoism
    I wish this day would bring something better
    I wish for understanding between the races, the sexes, between us.
    I wish that we did not always protect our little corners with such bias
    I wish that our love for family extended beyond those limited boundaries
    I wish we could find a world to live in, together, with love

    Once was never enough
    Once I had a first thought, that which I can no longer recall
    Once a child went to school, that child was me
    Once I believed in a self
    Once the world of knowledge could be known in one mind
    Once a story became a belief that changed us all, tarnished us.
    Once we believed in ourselves, in our bodies, in our desires
    Once is all it takes
    Once more, once again, those who rise have really fallen
    Once, and only once, do we live.

    Now is the time for the telling of stories
    Now we should reclaim our origins
    Now the world will listen, will understand.
    Now and then, I like to just wander through mind passageways
    Now where was that line I was going to write?
    Now don’t give me that, you know in your heart what is true, what is false.
    Now is the now that can never be found, that is always then or what will be.
    Now I can stop writing.

    I love everyone
    The world loves me back manifold
    The stars were made for my eyes
    There is a God that cares for me and loves me, and listens to my troubles
    I would give everything to bring peace into the world.
    You are the most beautiful woman I have ever met
    I love you.
    The mountains outside my window are covered in snow
    I would unclothe you like a mind unravelling thought
    And create poetry with the subtle contours of your body
    I have never felt like this before.
    I know it is true.
    It is the greatest truth I know

    mountain passes
    plant pain
    sea-bed ranting
    waterfall appeasement
    breasts calling
    cornfield tramlines sleazy meandering
    meadowsweet scorn speech
    campion flowers endowment
    Faith is believing what you know ain't so - Mark Twain

    The preachers deal with men of straw, as they are men of straw themselves - Henry David Thoreau

    The way to see faith is to shut the eye of reason - Benjamin Franklin

    The teaching of the church, theoretically astute, is a lie in practice and a compound of vulgar superstitions and sorcery - Leo Tolstoy

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    i wish i was happy all the time
    i wish i had a cat
    i wish i saw my brother more often
    i wish i could read every book in the world
    i wish i could major in history, nursing, math and have time to hang out with my friends and sleep
    i wish i knew the mysteries of the universe
    i wish i would lighten up
    i wish life was like a never ending sun beam

    once i was an orthopoedic surgeon
    once i fell in love and never found my way out
    once you surprised me
    once we kissed
    once the moons were blue
    once fairy tales came true
    once everyone was chivalrous
    once i made you cry
    once you made me laugh
    once we were the best thing to happen to each other
    once i had a very very long ivy
    once my ivy talked to me in a dream
    once my brain was perforated and i understood things i couldn't imagine now
    once i fell in love with life and it took an interest in me too

    now is the time
    now is forever
    now doesn't last
    now stood still
    now is pretty yet shaded
    now would be a good time to begin
    now it is time to stop

    i remember mom smoking
    i remember san quentin
    i remember morris the cat
    i remember playing hide-and-seek in the sierra nevadas
    i remember camping
    i remember the smell of breakfast and campfire smoke
    i remember the best days of my life

    i am always kind
    i am fascinating
    i have a long attention span
    i am focused and never go off on tangents
    i have beautiful penmanship
    i am politically neutral
    i rarely crave food
    i am unselfish
    i think of others first at all times
    i don't like to collect sentimental stuff from people
    i despise felines of all huge and tiny shapes and sizes
    i don't want others to be happy
    i could care less if you're my friend

    keyboard forgives
    hugs heal
    pollution despises
    memories corroborate
    decisions forsake
    plant gorges
    spatulas fly
    music enlightens
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    Thank you for replying, AP and amuse. I found this a wonderful exercise to stimulate the imagination and allow the mind to flow, ideal for some poets. I hope you enjoyed it too.

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    Here are mine:

    I wish I were a bird
    I wish I currently stood in the street of London
    I wish I were born in the 60's
    I wish all people were happy
    I wish I could be with the man I love
    I wish I never felt sad
    I wish I were a rock star

    Once I was an innocent kid
    Once I felt in love so deeply
    Once the earth was so green
    Once an angel stood beside me
    Once all people were babies
    Once money never mattered to me
    Once love was everything for me
    Once I was myself
    Once I loved myself

    Now my love has flown away
    Now the sky is so grey
    Now the pigeons aint flying anymore
    Now everything's blue and grey
    Now we are parted
    Now we are strangers
    Now we are alone though we need each other
    Now you hurt me and I hurt you
    Now I know you no more

    I never stole
    I never loved him
    I don't like sex that much
    I never hate people
    I never made my mother cried
    I never distrust you
    I never wish I were dead
    I never bite my own tounge
    I don't enjoy hurting people
    I like my self
    I'm proud of myself


    money sucks
    heart melts
    body drinks
    friend hugs
    lover kisses
    beauty slaps
    mind holds
    eye licks

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    I wish the land my frame was not a reference.
    I wish for unclear amounts of happiness.
    I wish for bright strands of blooming flowers to creep swiftly up the sides of the castle I wish to reside in.
    I wish I had more time and less ways to waste it.
    I wish for a day with no colds, no stuffing up of noses, so that everyone could experience aroma.
    I wish I lived in the Victorian Era and had a natural birthmark shaped like a tightly laced corset.

    Once my hand tried to superimpose itself upon my face at an abnormally fast rate, I felt with the pads of my eyes and tasted with the palm of my nose.
    Once my pharmacy refused to shower me with the globs of bright and dull that tend to ellicit unwanted and exciting changes within the cage of broken eggs.
    Once a heart was asked to rate it's honesty on a scale where pounds add up to truth.
    Once a fire in Santo domingo burned out without a living creature near to witness its death.
    Once the word 'friend' did not have to include 'end'

    Now I take sickness in with gulps instead of sips.
    Now is fleeting compared to then, but then is forgotten when faced with now.
    Now there is a destination for worry and a smile is confusing when laced with actual mirth.
    Now is 10:31 AM in another time zone.

    I remember a dog named 'Blue" who used to eat my crayons and out of her would come the most interesting color combinations.
    I remember faces in a pool of water beside a huge rock that stood in front of a winding forest path.
    I remember legs of silk, fishnets that did not serve to look like lines of rows of diamonds that obscure.

    I will feel great about leaving the house today.
    I am never intentionally unkind.
    I don't have any urges to spend too much money on sparlky, shining, colorful and aromatic things.
    I am not impulsive, not compulsive.
    I eat every day.
    I work at starbucks and LOVE it.
    I have no addictions.
    I have proven beyond doubt that God looks like a hybrid between an apple and a rabbit.
    My hair is short and blond.

    fruit massages
    bricks bleed
    clocks argue
    garden gnomes clarifiy
    gauze searches
    photographs ripen
    hummingbirds gesticulates
    volcano whispers

    ETA: I can't spell.
    Last edited by Psyche; 03-04-2005 at 02:19 PM.
    "This has been my difficulty. The difficulty with my life. Those well-built trig points, those physical determinants of parents, background, school, family, birth, marriage, death, love, work, are themselves as much in motion as I am. What should be stable, shifts. What I am told is solid, slips. The sensible strong ordinary world of fixity is folklore. The earth is not flat. Geometry cedes to Algebra. The Greeks were wrong."
    ~-Jeanette Winterson

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    Why you don't like working in Starbucks?

    (well i wouldn't like working in there either)

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    I wish it wasn't final
    I wish for impossible things
    I wish I wasn't such a fool
    I wish I made more sense
    I wish you were here
    I wish for a fairy tale
    I wish I was able to stop listening to baladic songs when feeling crap
    I wish I were stronger
    I wish things would make sense
    I wish life had a meaning
    I wish I didn't wish anymore

    Once life seemed to have a meaning
    Once was a very long time ago
    Once I might stop thinking of song lyrics when trying to say anything
    Once I wasn't able to understand what all the songs were about
    Once things might work out better
    Once I might have known what to do
    Once was a very long time ago

    Now I'm still listening to balads
    Now I'm just trying to blow my ears with full blast music
    Now I feel like running without knowing where or why
    Now when I thought nothing can hurt me more
    Now I found out it can
    Now it did
    Now I wish now wasn't real

    I remember the smell of freshy cut grass
    I remember walking in rain
    I remember the first day as if it happened only yesterday
    I remember most of the other first days
    I remember pain
    I remember running
    I remember love

    I'm not in love anymore
    Everything's clear
    I always know what's best
    You are here
    I believe in happy endings though I don't wish for them
    I don't listen to balads anymore

    Rain falls
    Love hurts
    Wind leaves
    Words hide
    Lightning sleeps
    Fire soothes
    Trees talk
    Grass dies
    I have a plan: attack!

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    Quote Originally Posted by subterranean
    Why you don't like working in Starbucks?

    (well i wouldn't like working in there either)

    I suspect that I wouldn't like working at Starbucks if in fact I did, however, I am safe since that statement was a lie.
    "This has been my difficulty. The difficulty with my life. Those well-built trig points, those physical determinants of parents, background, school, family, birth, marriage, death, love, work, are themselves as much in motion as I am. What should be stable, shifts. What I am told is solid, slips. The sensible strong ordinary world of fixity is folklore. The earth is not flat. Geometry cedes to Algebra. The Greeks were wrong."
    ~-Jeanette Winterson

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    I wish to get rid of headache
    I wish to fly
    I wish to find my true home again
    I wish to sprout roots and leaves
    I wish to breath with the same rythm as the land
    I wish the spring to come
    I wish the summer to come
    I wish the autumn to come
    I wish the winter to come again
    I wish this overandoverandover

    Once the honey hummed in the meadow
    Once the air was thick with heat on the moor
    Once the heather bloomed
    Once the warm fall brought the fall of the warm -coloured leaves
    Once I read LoTR and was happy
    Once the breezes blew and your hair mingled with leaves
    Once there was no difference between the heaven and earth
    Once there was a time that came again
    Once nothing died finally

    Now the time itself is dead
    Now the rain weeps
    Now the summer flocks have forever died in their home
    Now there is blood
    Now there is tasty blood
    I remember waterfall
    I remember fallling leaves
    I remember when we played in the dark-deep fir.forest
    I remember dirt and lots of mushrooms in your hair

    It is time to sleep
    There is a moon
    It is made out of cheese
    2+2 equals seven (mod 5)
    Everyone are happy
    Sky and earth are still united
    Everyone remembers the old songs
    Aga ükskord algab aega..
    Truth is beautiful.

    Moss threads
    Fox shouts
    Path remembers
    Evening arises
    Song sweeps
    Clearing runs
    Daughters of Murueit get high
    Juniper sleeps
    Berry laughs.
    If you believe even a half of this post, you are severely mistaken.

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    I wish I could feel for you
    I wish I could be less I-centric
    I wish I would stop wishing for more
    I wish I was able to be content
    I wish I could sing
    I wish I had enough of a life to not want another
    I wish you were here all the time
    I wish love at first sight was mutual
    I wish I had more time

    Once I thought I was different
    Once the world seemed so innocent
    Once upon a time I liked myself
    Once the people I knew were loving
    Once upon a time I was content in ignorance
    Once the sights I had seen seemed so right
    Once upon a midnight hour I could sleep soundly
    Once the air seemed less thick
    Once I thought this was it

    Now fear overtakes my mind
    Now kindness feels like a weakness
    Now the world feels so out of time
    Now the nothingness holds me closely in the shadows
    Now I want nothing more than to enjoy your company
    I remember when I was intelligent
    I remember when I didn't talk to myself in anger
    I remember how I used to like people
    I remember what it was to feel happy

    I hate learning new things
    I never wanted to try to love you
    I never thought suicide would end well
    I dreamed of a world of dreamers
    This planet is big enough for the both of us
    These words mean more than hours could say
    Two minutes is like an eternity when you're told

    Sheets laugh
    Trash beckons
    Clock bleeds
    Rabbit hates
    Sky screams
    Floor lusts
    Hands haunt
    Hips lick
    Last edited by Dyrwen; 03-13-2005 at 09:10 AM.
    To think is to blog is to distract is to stop is to destroy is to die is to think therefore I am not good enough

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    For those interested in the fun (since I still find this exercise helpful) . . . *bump!


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    I wish the world would stop to think
    I wish that nature would take priority
    I wish to hear the stories from Ancient Greeks
    I wish I had lived to see Ancient Worlds
    I wish no one had worries or dreams being dashed
    I wish music wasn’t so commercial
    I wish I could have met Papillon
    I wish I could ask the wind its stories

    Once I was so innocent of the world’s ways
    Once I didn’t appreciate love
    Once I was so cynical
    Once I was bullied and beaten down
    Once I was weak
    Once Peter Pan lived in me
    Once I rode a bike
    Once is no longer important it’s now next

    Now the world thrives on success
    Now I have suffered pain
    Now books and acting are the most important to me
    Now I look towards the future
    I remember thinking that the only way to survive was success
    I remember loving and then losing
    I remember the happiest time of my life
    I remember the fairies

    Imagination is a waste of time
    I have never read a book in my life
    You don’t need looks to survive in this cynical world
    Love doesn’t hurt
    No one suffers
    Media isn’t influential
    A human can’t feel emotion on the smallest of things
    I’m not an individual

    Flower Calling
    Land Crying
    Sand Flying
    Sea Blowing
    Grass Leaving
    Fairy Swaying
    Trees Screaming
    Love Running

    Hehe. That’s mine! Not very good, but thanks for doing that because it’s really helped me with a bit of writers block that I was having!
    Books are the carriers of civillisation- Henri "Papillon" Charriere

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    I wish there was a line to follow, a pattern
    I wish there was time to stop and think about it
    I wish I didn’t need to stop
    I wish I was still able to think
    I wish I didnt make those mistakes
    I wish I had lived it all without caring
    I wish I had lived since the beginning
    I wish I had learnt earlier

    Once I thought I was able to love
    Once I thought that was the way to follow
    Once I didn’t want to uniform, but at the same time wanted to be like them
    Once you’ve tried, you’ll never stop
    Once more, once more.
    Once upon a time, there lived a witch
    Once is less than twice
    Once can mean uniqueness

    Now it all seems so dry
    Now the rain doesnt fall
    Now the confusion will swallow up everything
    Now we’re here, but what happens next?
    Now I only know the screen in front of me
    Now I think I can make it, but what if I don’t?

    I remember how weird was the new feeling
    I remember every summer, and it was always the same
    I remember things that dont seem to have truly happened to me
    I remember a lot, but not enough
    I remember, and it seems so long ago.

    I am ready to get up and go and build my life
    I can speak Japanese
    My hair is so blonde
    I have had many lovers
    I am disciplined and tidy
    I am very inspired at the moment.

    Box sweeps
    CD flies
    Grass runs
    Fingers dance
    Paper teaches
    Ink dies
    Water lies
    Tissue runs away
    dead on the inside, i've got nothing to prove
    keep me alive and give me something to lose

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    I wish for the day I would ride a bicycle again and go on cycling here and there!
    I wish the upcoming Harry Potter book would be something I would love to read!
    I wish I would start flying like birds, moving here and there freely!
    I wish sadness never over-comes me and I be happy all the time!
    I wish that happiness would be like the happiness which arrives as a surprise in hard times
    I wish all my wishes come true!

    Once I could ride a bicycle and go to that limka spot and have fun
    Once he was with me enjoying drinking limka
    Once we played cricket and I was always made a bowler
    Once we flew kites and me? Mostly the kite-runner!
    Once I caught five big kites and was happy
    Once I thought there was no good world outside my country
    Once I could easily judge without hesitation between right and wrong
    Once I was a little child, looking at the big big world with astonishment

    Now I can't ride the bicycle I loved to ride
    Now I can't wear that frock I used to wear
    Now I have too many responsibilities and this is what I hate
    Now I have come to grips with a lot of things I couldn't have thought of
    Now, like always, I am as curious as curious can be!

    I remember how I laughed and mimicked teachers
    I remember how I cried on little injuries
    I remember how I teased those I shouldn't have
    I remember how I hurt those I shouldn't have
    I remember how much I felt bad for that
    I remember how that behaviour of mine kept on 'eating' me for a lot of time

    I have never eaten an apple
    I hate Mango! Cruel Mangoes!
    I work part-time at a cafetaria
    I have murdered Poirot from Agatha Christie's series
    I am the writer of Lord of the Rings
    I ask my mirror every night: "How do I look, mirror, dear mirror?"

    Helga eats
    Jason drinks
    Hilda screams
    Jeff dreams
    Pippy wails
    Pensive writes
    Fire booms
    Evil roams!
    I sang of leaves, of leaves of gold, and leaves of gold there grew.

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