New Poetry Game-Cinquain Chain- Come on, it's easy and fun!

[Riesa]

The traditional cinquain is based on a syllable count.

line 1 - 2 syllables
line 2 - 4 syllables
line 3 - 6 syllables
line 4 - 8 syllables
line 5 - 2 syllables

in this game, take the last line of the previous persons cinquain, the same way we play the shared Haiku game.

I'll start:

These words
are black and white
but bring color to mind
lemons, sun dried blue-bonnets and
red barns


next person begins with red barns

[Virgil]

Red barns
come across the
car window as one drives
across the Pennsylvania
country

How's that? Cool. A little harder than haiku but not as hard as tanka.

[Pensive]

This looks really interesting! :banana:

Red barns
present in farms
are to little children
a source of entertainment
and fun

(Is this the right way to play this game? :D)

[inmyownworld]

and fun
such a strange word
sometimes makes me wonder
if, maybe, Speaking's not pretty
at all

[Riesa]

at all
of these swollen
rivers churning around
the halfway drowned and willing blind,
I look.

[dramasnot6]

wow....this looks really hard but im up for a poetry challenge! great idea Riesa!

I look
Past the beggars
Grime and caked blood
No importance ,I have deadlines
Pennies

[Il Penseroso]

Pennies
swing the swollen
stack of change we treasure,
each lends its weight to our amount
of time.

[Il Penseroso]

I apologize for the double post, but I couldn't resist.


Of time
and human faults
we grow restless, anxious
to see the end of our parade
of pride.

[Riesa]

no need to apologize, cinquain away!

of pride
she knows little
though she's witnessed it in
others reeling drunk with their own
glory

[Riesa]

glory
that with a shift
of image becomes a
warrior singing, his voice
like rain

[Il Penseroso]

Glory
glazes the eyes
of those to remember,
parchment no proper tomb to store
the dead.


Like rain
a poem will fall,
splashing like a rogue fish
upon the surface of senses,
unkept.

[Riesa]

oops, sorry IP. :D but damn that second one is a great one.

[Riesa]

unkept
benevolence
flushes from fog-strewn hearts
frightening those unaccustomed
to gain

[dramasnot6]

To gain
Sweat leaks on cards
Body shakes, picks it up
To win, lose my dier misfortune
I lost

[Il Penseroso]

I lost
the thoughts that float
and quiver in a breeze,
like snow they gather only in
the cold.

[Il Penseroso]

The cold
scares timid sense,
who in heated chambers
finds her cure, emboldened by rapt
fluid.

[dramasnot6]

Fluid
Liquid sorrow
Floats up to glassy eyes
Sucked back in with masculine fear
No tears

[Pensive]

No tears
are killing me
they have no care for me
cruel tears do not hear anything all
brutal tears.

[Il Penseroso]

Brutal
tears tremble down
cheeks of blasted glory,
the callous face grows soft again,
melting.

[Riesa]

melting,
I am melting.
naughty girls get what they
deserve, just ask the wicked witch,
she knows.

[brainstrain]

she knows
all and too much
but before she is done
the dark sky will burst forth anew
with truth

I like this better than the Haiku, i can work better with more lines =P

[Virgil]

With truth
comes God's wisdom.
Today I walk alone
with His eyes looking down on me.
Praise Him.

[OZEED]

Praise Him
My heart cries out
Words that do no justice
living sacrifice speak more clear
Shabach!

[brainstrain]

Shabach!
two words are one
religious and torture
A subject which i know to little
To say

Shabach is a really hard word to use :sick:

I had a really good one last night...but i never remember stuff i think of right before bed. Oh well.

[Pensive]

To say
I love you, dogs
is very hard but you can
ask brainstrain to say these words,
he will.

[dramasnot6]

He will
Plunges with zeal
Ripples dance round flailed arms
Screams fade, spot lifeguards empty arms
False hope

[Whifflingpin]

False hope
Springs ever in
The breasts of those who dwell
In worlds of self delusion or
In love

[Susan Sonnen]

in love
she finds her peace,
knowing it is of God
with no holds or expectations
attached

[x894565256]

Attached
nowhere,
the boy drifts from earthly
pleasure to manhood, his old age,
and dies.

[dramasnot6]

And dies
Fur a grey silk
Cold pellets go untouched
Beady eyes warmed my wheel-like heart
Hamsters

[Whifflingpin]

Hamsters
And guinea-pigs
And little mice and cats
And smooth white rats and fluffy dogs
Are pets.

[Susan Sonnen]

are pets
but extensions
of our true selves unleashed,
purity of thought , love freely
given

[Laindessiel]

Given
It is, when a
Pragmatic idea
Comes to life and
It bursts

[Whifflingpin]

It bursts
into flow'r and
wide casts its heady scent
warm, soft, about the fragrant bow'r.
Sleep on.

[dramasnot6]

Sleep on
Chloroform spreads
Amorous stealth leads us
To jewels cascading dresser drawers
Stolen

[Il Penseroso]

doh. Too slow.

Stolen,
fleeting nature
led astray by whirwinds,
past innocence sunken treasure,
rotting.

[mir]

good idea, Riesa! :)

Rotting
Summer apples
When snow has swallowed trees,
Only these are left to languish
Slow sour . . .

[Riesa]

*curtsies*

slow sour
your sway away,
hammocks, the damaged weave
made with worn mexican sisal;
still flows.

[samercury]

still flows
through the dark sea
slowly floating away
breaths coming in slow, choking gasps
drowning

[x894565256]

Drowning,
I find to be
perhaps the slowest,and
most artful of all of the ways
to die.

[Il Penseroso]

To die
in single glow,
shadows crawling, is sad
let the light grow and strengthen at
both ends.

[Whifflingpin]

Both ends
of elephants
terminate in grey tails
though one swats flies and one picks up
soft buns

[Il Penseroso]

Soft buns
newly oven-
born, bursting flavor trails
that march a pounding step towards our
hungry.

[Riesa]

hungry
exquisitely
thirsty, the circle's end
persistently ungraspable,
we try.

[Pensive]

We try
our level best
to accomplish something
but when we fail in that "something"
life sucks!

[mir]

Life sucks.
Paint my room black,
Black for the pain inside,
Long hair, empty stare, call me
Emo!

[Riesa]

Emo
I weep for war's
children, and shed tears
for kleenex commercials
I change with the light of the moon;
woman

[Susan Sonnen]

woman,
stand, be counted.
your worth more than rubies,
your beauty outshining even
the stars.

[Il Penseroso]

the stars
adorned in night's
sad blanket of eternal space,
sparkle light like stranger's weeping,
alone.

[Whifflingpin]

the stars
the sickle moon
holes pierced through veiling sky
show, hide, excite in us a wish
for, God

Alone
beneath that sky
that scarce concealing veil
the goddess wears to shield her eyes
from me

[Susan Sonnen]

from me
emanates love
unveiled, even brazen.
love does not fear an espial
by man

[x894565256]

By man,
the once
fierce hunter on
the plain has become the
cheap labor in a factory
for shoes.

[Riesa]

for shoes
on Idril's feet
is sacrilege, goddess
of the prairie cannot but go
barefoot

[dramasnot6]

that was really good riesa!

[dramasnot6]

Barefoot
Ripe with hunger
Draped in thick lioness
Predatory ensemble fits
My hunt

[Susan Sonnen]

my hunt
ends in our bed -
this day's search satisfied
having found fufillment in your
passion

[Il Penseroso]

Passion
to ripple lakes
laid still by mourning skies,
violet crowns waves pushed by gentle
caress.

[Riesa]

very pretty, shakespeare. ;)

thanks, ds.

caress
your warm has gone
in to come out again
to return once more, my touch on
your skin

[Virgil]

your skin,
warm like the breath
of a snorting donkey,
glistens with the sun's reflection
this morn. :lol:

Hi Riesa.

[Riesa]

hi. virg. nice cinquain...:rolleyes: :D

this morn
a wintry walk
sufficed to bring blushes
to girls surprised by reaching trees,
entwined

[dramasnot6]

Entwined
Soot stained faces
Rags caught in sidewalk cracks
Entaglement of twisted lies
Grasping

[Susan Sonnen]

grasping,
straws exist not
in this realm or the next.
still empty hand reaches, opens
then shuts

[Susan Sonnen]

then shuts
the door on love,
denying any hope
for a reconciliation -
the end

[x894565256]

The end,
really was quite
a beautiful thing in
itself, revealéd what love will
not be.

[Susan Sonnen]

not be...
dark, final words
fell from her paling lips.
looking into his deep blue eyes,
she swam

[dramasnot6]

wow susan..that was beautiful
She swam
Murky waters
of feathered masquerades
They elegantly masticate
Tossed bread

[Susan Sonnen]

tossed bread
on silver lake
inviting local geese
for tea, taste of society's
good will

[x894565256]

Good will
toward men is
what we all cheer this time
of year, but in our hearts there is
malice.

[x894565256]

p.s. Very nice susan...

[zanna]

malice
for whom? and why?
differences divide
and polarize. we need under-
standing

[Susan Sonnen]

thanks for the kind welcome, everyone! i am having so much fun here!


standing
solid, secure.
facing oncoming fire
with determination, strong faith
upholds.

[Whifflingpin]

upholds
the world upon
his back, and stands steadfast
though sinews crack and bones bind hard,
Atlas

[Il Penseroso]

Wow, people are really getting the hang of this, very nice cinquains.

Atlas
the common man
trembled in tragic breeze,
grimace flushed by sweet relief, Earth
crashing.

[x894565256]

Crashing
into others,
our fellow man in a
beautiful collision, again
we learn.

[dramasnot6]

We learn
Societys faults
Unveiled in stolen youth
Each truth carved into deep wrinkles
Wisdom

[brainstrain]

Wisdom
perpetually
sought by all men through time
but me, oh no, I shan't be fooled
It stinks

Its my first time! dont expect them to start making sense yet haha...

[Susan Sonnen]

wisdom,
just another
word for experience
well-studied, remembered, drawn from
the well.

sorry, Brainstorm!! you were too fast for me! here we go:

tis true
these words I speak,
a well-spring of love pours
from my own bare center into
your lap

you are just too fast for me!!! let's leave it with yours:

Wisdom
perpetually
sought by all men through time
but me, oh no, I shan't be fooled
It stinks
(Brainstorm's cinquain)

[Susan Sonnen]

it stinks,
this faux marriage.
who do we think we fool?
no one is as idiotic
as we

[x894565256]

As we
run through guilded
sands and seas again this
night, we begin to see the joy
in love.

[Susan Sonnen]

in love,
minds flourish, thrive.
in love, wills meet halfway
taking thought of the other as
oneself

[Riesa]

oneself
diminishes
as loss arrives screeching
black trains, frozen quiet mountains,
derailed

[zanna]

derailed
my train of thought
leaves the tracks, roams across
sun-drenched meadows beneath blue clouds,
what bliss

[Susan Sonnen]

what bliss
is to be found
within a man's own home,
warmth, food, love and if he's lucky
good books

[Netherbard]

Good books
Create mayhem
In my wallet forlorn
Yet I'll be a happy poor with
New friends

[Susan Sonnen]

new friends
bring refreshment
to weary, heavy hearts,
showering passionate novelty
round 'bout

[Il Penseroso]

round 'bout
the shady stool
partners meet in greetings
sipping brew by frosted glasses,
jolly.

[dramasnot6]

Jolly
Cloaked in crimson
Spotted with cookie crumbs
Gaunt, sun-burned faces forgotten
Far south

[Susan Sonnen]

far south,
deep in Dixie,
she flaunts her lovely wares.
golden tresses, fancy dresses...
her dance

[dramasnot6]

Her dance
Chorus of cries
Swayed in rosy plump arms
Rocking chair cradling worn duet
Baby

[Whifflingpin]

Baby
Heart of my heart
No words you speak but yet
You share the universal joy
With me.

[dramasnot6]

With me
Fingertips merge
And together we share
Love's insidious trickery
Mutual

[Whifflingpin]

Mutual
in mulchy mud
marrows and cucumbers
multiply, magnify themselves,
mellow.

[dramasnot6]

Mellow
Long time walking
Nestling head in my lap
Furry flap hangs over his eye
Snoring

[Riesa]

snoring
shoving sliding
tossing turning inner
screaming drifting dreaming quiet
at last

[dramasnot6]

At last
Hero's demise
Their diabolic plans
Unfolded in their excitement
Escape

[Il Penseroso]

Escape,
the final dream,
the child slivered in sweat,
bed the mangled container of
nightmares.

[Whifflingpin]

Nightmares
Pale eyes staring
from the mirror's shining
silver surface, withered faces
crumble.

[Riesa]

crumble
and toss away
dreams on paper are meant
for crushing, or squashed in pockets
and washed

[x894565256]

And washed
clothes may be worn
again, for they are free
of stain or fault, metaphor of
my soul.

[Il Penseroso]

My soul
opaque eyeball
cushion to the windy
scream, everlasting entity,
blown dust.

[Whifflingpin]

blown dust
dry tumbleweed
red sandy cliffs and caves
copper green hills and rock-strewn gulch
desert

[Triskele]

desert
empty echoes
of past sins we regret
dance on winds of souls forgiveness
then gone

[Susan Sonnen]

then gone
years of wild youth
leaving love's heart breathless
watching sunrises through life's mists
of hope

[Whifflingpin]

Of hope
and joy I sing,
high over the cornfields,
lifting your heart with my wild song.
Skylark

[Triskele]

skylark
dance of pale leaves
autumn skies of dropped cloth
trees dress

[Pendragon]

trees dress
bright silk colors
red, yellow, purple, gold
Did Jackie Frost go by?
Magic...

[Whifflingpin]

Magic
Fire worshippers
Seek good deeds, good thoughts, good
Actions, to make a house of songs,
Asha.

[Triskele]

asha
or ash, you pick
perhaps it is mere dust
motes, that carry a train of thought
to dirt

[Pendragon]

to dirt
we must return
from which we were formed
ashes to ashes, dust to dust—
forever

[Laindessiel]

Uh...problems here....From where do I take it?

[Triskele]

eternity awaiting us...
yet nobody
dares wait in this black place
chanting in tongues of pale wing angels
heaven

[Pendragon]

Uh...problems here....From where do I take it?

to dirt
we must return
from which we were formed
ashes to ashes, dust to dust—
Eternity awaiting for us...

What'd I do? http://smilies.vidahost.com/cwm/big/cry.gif

Heaven,
Land of eternal golden day
Streets of pure gold
Angel choir singing
Joyous music

[x894565256]

Heaven,
Land of eternal golden day
Streets of pure gold
Angel choir singing
Joyous music

it's supposed to be in
2
4
6
8
2 format

[Pendragon]

it's supposed to be in
2
4
6
8
2 formatThank you. I was going on words, not syllables. A different form, I suppose. That can be jumbled any way, but you have to have say, one word, two, three, four, five-- if you start then at three words, you'd go 3, 4, 5, 2, 1 and so on. My bad, two different forms. Let me fix this poem.

Heaven,
Sweet Forever
Streets of purest gold
Angelic choir singing softly
Joyous

I think I counted right! :)

[Laindessiel]

Success Uncle Pen! http://www.cosgan.de/images/smilie/liebe/f025.gif

Joyous
Melancholy
Of the heavens' trumpets
Swing and slide 'gether, back and forth.
Holy.

[Whifflingpin]

Holy
Sitting apart
From life's hugger-mugger
In calm contemplation of the
Navel.

[Riesa]

Navel
oranges drip
sweetness and bitterness
philosophy in a thick rind
cast off

[GimmyDiamond]

to dirt
I am to go
whether restless somber
doubting hoping faithful I die
alone

__________________________________________________ _______________

how's that???

[GimmyDiamond]

Um, nevermind . . . :D

[Pendragon]

alone
no one beside
me as I travel the path
hurting my feet on sharp little rocks—
painful

[Susan Sonnen]

painful
aged reminders
of love lost long ago,
yellowed papers begin to break,
release

[Riesa]

release
melancholy
if only to tidy
up your laughter and make it clean
again

[Susan Sonnen]

again
she looks for more,
more laughter, more intrigue...
unexpected, intrigue finds her,
she laughs

[Whifflingpin]

she laughs
and the skies ring,
ring again, ring again
and all heav'n is filled with laughing
echoes

[Riesa]

:)

echoes
of caresses
thought forgotten roll in
like fog, joining the sea to
the shore

[Whifflingpin]

The shore!
And certain hope
of milky coconuts
and crystal springs watering this
atoll

[Susan Sonnen]

atoll
circling waters
with no care but to serve
as fortress standing guard, the ring,
tonight

[Riesa]

tonight
my skin raises
to a frosty wind that's
disputable. Inside - wrapped in
fire.

[Whifflingpin]

In fire
Salamander
Sits, eyes unwinking, scales
Incandescent; sits motionless,
Waiting.

[Riesa]

fire? One syllable? I say fy-er.

Waiting
shivering wet
low clouds indifferent to
the winter sun's feeble heat, senseless
waiting.

[Pendragon]

waiting
for the next bus
headed out to Texas
destiny lies somewhere out West
sunset

[Whifflingpin]

sunset
in Somerset
Red clouds over Brendon
Dunkery Beacon all ablaze
twilight.


fy-er is fine, especially for firing squads. One syllable is prissier or posher. BBC English might have required three syllables - fa-ee-er.

[Riesa]

okay, whatever you say old bean. to me it sounds like the deep south to say Fiah. Mammy?

twilight
summers sunburned,
rum and boats marina'd
glassy slow rocking lake soothes like
music

[Whifflingpin]

fy-r

music
bagpipe and flute
bright skirts swirl in firelight
a child lifts up her voice in song
divine

[Riesa]

ok, ok. fie-err as you said. :lol:

divine:
the look of a
cow as it's led to death.
innocent trust of the swinging
hammer

[Triskele]

hammer
heavens gift to
mankind, the erring race
in need of iron punishment

[Pendragon]

hammer
heavens gift to
mankind, the erring race
in need of iron punishmentUm, that was 2-4-6-8-2, correct? Seems to be a slight problem... I'll start with part of it, Tris.

in need,
homeless on street
still cannot stop the dream
that one day he will make the grade
hoping...

[Whifflingpin]

hoping
for untold wealth
I crossed the dry desert;
but lost the boundless treasure of
your smile.

[Pendragon]

your smile
lights the darkness
like a rich jewel afire
in the Ethop’s left ear lobe—
lovely

http://www.cosgan.de/images/midi/figuren/a145.gif

[AutumnGal]

lovely,
like a newborn
girl is a gift from you,
never ceasing to give my heart,
never

[Whifflingpin]

Never.
Briefest of words
that tell how soon my love
for you shall fade or pass away.
Ever.

[Pendragon]

ever,
always exist:
never pass from life, but
remain eternal, without end—
no death

[Il Penseroso]

No death,
no slow tumble
into black mystery,
seasons swallowed by rabid life
hungry.

[Whifflingpin]

Hungry
for new knowledge
we throw haiku about,
that ancient wisdom may emerge.
Some hope.

[Riesa]

some hope
light rain will sink
with gentle diligence,
to bathe fragile roots in liquid
delight

[Pendragon]

delight
laughter resounds
merry giggles come floating from
the front porch swing where lovers sit
so close

[Whifflingpin]

So close
their tentacles
entwined, their suckers stuck
together; just two jellyfish
mating.

[Pendragon]

mating—
forming new life—
the male joins with female,
mystery of life’s secrets—
pass on…

[Whifflingpin]

pass on
the other side.
Do not see the bodies
half-hidden by blankets of flies.
At peace.

[Pendragon]

at peace
tranquility
drifting on clouds of down flake
a dandelion seed adrift in air—
floating

http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/a/ac/Photos-photos_1088103921_Floating.jpg/200px-Photos-photos_1088103921_Floating.jpg

[Il Penseroso]

Floating
adrift in air,
ridges displayed unique
anthills white and the busy specks,
snow falls.

[Arania]

Snow falls
Just in daydreams
With ant-like proportions
We miss out on chocolate skies
Sometimes.

[Riesa]

at peace
tranquility
drifting on clouds of down flake
a dandelion seed adrift in air—
floating



pen, that's gorgeous. :)

Sometimes
derelict clouds
overwhelm the sun's blaze;
heated earth shivers in sudden
reprieve

[Whifflingpin]

Reprieve!
The test postponed!
I've time to read the book
and learn a few good quotations;
Or not.

[Pendragon]

pen, that's gorgeous. :)

Thank you, Riesa! :blush:

or not
to be—that is the line
from Hamlet most quoted—
A question of existence? Yes?
Or no?

[Arania]

Or no?
Traveling so
Can only be danger
For someone like you in her clothes
My dear.

[Whifflingpin]

My dear
dear grandchildren
lighten my waking hours
and fill my dreams with happiness
and joy

[Pendragon]

and joy
peace, love, hope, faith—
against such can no law
bring any fault evil, profane, ugly—
tranquil

[Yelena]

tranquil -
watching the sun going up,
blinded -
by your handsome bright smile -
gentle-

[Pendragon]

gentle
maiden linger
whisper secrets to me
tell me of your fondest wishes—
just smile…

http://www.websmileys.com/sm/cartoon/1236.gif

[Whifflingpin]

Just smile
maddeningly
at your best enemy
when he hits you in the playground.
Revenge.

[brainstrain]

Revenge
That horrid trait
Which tears all men apart
Blindly shattering all the good
In me

[Arania]

Brainstrain, you are a person after my own heart. I love Wicked.

In me
Something is there
More than just exciting
Like curvatures of my ideas --
Suspense.

[Pendragon]

Suspense
Will she, or not?
Pick a daisy, ask it.
Oh, she loves me, she loves me not!
Horrors!

[Whifflingpin]

Horrors
oppress me not;
but sweet things and cloying
ensnare my lively spirit's wings
like lime.

[Anna G. Appel]

Like lime
Citrus Unfolds
Into the mouth of one
Orange in skin it's sweet and fresh
Full grown

[Arania]

Full grown
Like peaches ripe --
Glass orbs of sunlight fresh
Are quietly asking for trust
You know.

[Whifflingpin]

You know
the value of
pi, to ten decimal
places, but still you go round in
circles.

[Pendragon]

circles
concentric
ripples in a tarn
rushing toward the shore swiftly
unending

[Triskele]

unending
cycle of love
where we depart to laugh
a vacation for the insane
wheee

[Triskele]

that was terrible, i apologize

[Riesa]

:lol:

it's better than nothing.

wheeee
a carnival:
prehistoric camels
leading dancing elephants dressed
in pink.

oh well. it's been that kind of a day.

[Whifflingpin]

In pink
feathers arrayed,
silent flamingoes stand
stiffly as the ruffled waters
shimmer.

[Il Penseroso]

Shimmer
like sunken eyes
teared and trembling softly,
drip beads containing color specks
like gems.

[Susan Sonnen]

like gems
catching sunlight,
her eyes capture his own.
his heart is a willing prisoner
of love.

[Pendragon]

of love
softly sing I—
dulcet tones ring from my
voice as I play the melody once—
and mourn

[Whifflingpin]

And mourn
All ye people
for your lost innocence
Then may anger let you crush the
tyrant.

[Pendragon]

Tyrant!
Why should we bow,
You little tin can upstart!
Think yourself Napoleon, pray?
Just nuts…

[Whifflingpin]

Just nuts
In chocolate
There is no need for fruit
But eat slowly, lest bits stick in
your teeth.

[Pendragon]

your teeth
shine like pearls—
your skin is soft as down—
your eyes could light up darkest night—
come here…

[Susan Sonnen]

come here...
see the beauty.
let it fill your senses
leaving your mind spinning, laughing
with God.

[Triskele]

with god
without belief
this agnostic tale oft
confuses belief with blind faith
doubt rules

[Il Penseroso]

Doubt rules
in minds of pause,
disbelieving the song
of citizens and their motion,
in streets.

[Whifflingpin]

In streets
paved with silver,
gold tongu'd philosophers
snare young men in doubt to unleash
the truth.

[Pendragon]

the truth—
sure you can take
what may make you or break
you beyond any sign of healing?
you sure?

[Whifflingpin]

You sure?
Of course I am.
All the world in its joy
Of creation, procreation,
Agrees.

[Pendragon]

Agrees?
Well, suppose this.
If I were to agree,
What advantage would I stand to
Gain, pray?

[Whifflingpin]

Gain, pray.
All prayer is gain.
As Hopkins would tell it
"All is a purchase, all a prize."
Praise him.

[Susan Sonnen]

praise Him
with every breath.
give your heart as off'ring,
even in it's brokeness it
shimmers.

[Pendragon]

shimmers
the love from eyes
we have yet to witness—
yet daily they watch each sparrow fall—
and mourn…

[Adolescent09]

and Mourn
the fall of its resplendant breast-
decaying on a marsh,
a carcass of intertwining moss,
to say..

[Susan Sonnen]

to say
words her heart feels
seems insurmountable.
still she turns and begins the
journey.

[Adolescent09]

She journeys to a vast land
with abundant treasures,
embedded in slopes and merky glens
and ravines in sandy heavens...

[Triskele]

heya teen09, excellent poem, but perhaps look at the first page, not to be rude but there are some rules.

heavens
sent to cold earth
in exchange for his life
he rejects his heavenly seat
devil

[Adolescent09]

whoops. sorry.. I'll stick to the maxims..

devil
put us to rest,
somnolent and calm,
but multifariously harsh
succumb

(I hope I'm sticking with the rules now and not being too pretentious. Thanks for informing me Trisk.)

[Pendragon]

Succumb?
I tell you this!
Not I. Not for anything!
You wish to see how well I fight?
Come then!

http://www.ukdivers.net/images/signals/come.jpg

[Riesa]

come then,
unwind your hair
to cool, salty breezes
and gaze longingly towards ships
at sea

[Weeping Willow]

At sea
Fly the seagull
With so much confidence
That it makes me so much jealous
Bummer

[Adolescent09]

Bummer!
Though her eyes
shed trickling barrows in,
commodious meadows beneath
rivers

[Pendragon]

rivers
flow to the sea
yet the sea does not fill,
overflow the land, cause major flood—
controlled?

[The Bookinator]

Controlled?
Surely not I!
I, human, am supreme
With a mind of power- What's this?
Ooo... pretty colors...

[Susan Sonnen]

colors
line my mind's paths
keeping time with my pace,
fading, then crescendoing as
I paint

[Whifflingpin]

I paint
gold on lilies,
I let my salty tears
Fall into the deep and briny
Ocean.

[Susan Sonnen]

ocean
of all great thoughts
grant me peace to meet fear
and hope to carry my heart through
safely

[Pendragon]

Safely
In pastures green
By still waters I am
Lead. I shall not fear Death’s Dark
Valley…

[Whifflingpin]

Valley
Sheep are fatter,
Says the poet; sweeter
Flesh upon those from the high hills.
No choice.

[Riesa]

no choice,
a noose, a cliff ~
Sisyphean battle,
I lay down my sword and allow
love's death

[Il Penseroso]

Love's death,
the turning globe
her warmth a drowsy dream,
repeated like a skipping song;
asleep.

[Riesa]

your on today, IP. :) "repeated like a skipping song", very cool.

asleep
venture out, but
hold fast the knotted rope
that trails the watchful lifeboat of
conscious

[Adolescent09]

conscious
dream, ensconce my
soul, what lies within is
ephemerally tarnished and
crumples

(hey that didn't turn out as bad as I thought it would.)

[Adolescent09]

crumples
intrepid angst,
a mellow dew past the
plank where the schooner rises,
full tide

[Susan Sonnen]

full tide,
sea's rhapsody
crescendoes, merciless.
marine orchestra then pulls back,
bowing.

[brokenheartpoet]

Cold, How it is in my heart ,not only in my heart but everywhere . It cold so cold you feel like a naked molerat . Because it is cold all places in the United states. Tommorrow , We will have winterty mix marching at our door. How is it that Mother Winter can do such a thing?

[Pendragon]

Wrong form, brokenheartpoet, 2-4-6-8-2 syllables, and start with last line of previous poem ;)




Bowing,
the little man
takes my coat and my hat.
“Master Wong is waiting for you.
Go now.”

[Susan Sonnen]

go now
and find yourself.
walk humbly with no fear.
seek until you have found your God
in you.

[pandora]

in you
The Muse is in you
be sure it is in you
to get the true inspiration
look at in your heart

[Susan Sonnen]

your heart
beating with mine,
greater blessing, there's none!
draw me close to your very soul;
hold tight.

[Pendragon]

Hold tight
The confession
Of your faith without fear—
Counting Him faithful who made you
Promises... :angel:

[Adolescent09]

promise,
this hand I give,
loyal in time of darkness,
be mine will thou? I carry your
sorrow,

[Susan Sonnen]

sorrow
clings to my soul.
mercilessly, it bites,
but I cannot scream, it tires me.
I weep.

[Pendragon]

I weep,
For those who die,
Friendless, forsaken, lost—
No hand to hold in that dark hour—
Alone…

[Whifflingpin]

Alone
I walk upon
The road; the wild places
Hearken to God, and the stars talk
to stars.


(With apologies to Lermontov)

[Susan Sonnen]

to stars
my thoughts ascend,
seeking beauty's solace.
they whisper an angelic love
poem.

[Pendragon]

To stars
Man has always
Looked with wonder and desire.
What lies out there beyond forever?
Awesome…

[Whifflingpin]

Poem.
A city falls.
A hero journeys home.
God's plan made manifest to men.
Awesome

[Pendragon]

Awesome,
Almighty, Worthy
To be Praised, Give Tongue
Nations, Let The Earth Rejoice, Break
Forth Song

Sorry. I could have sworn my poem was where Susan's is yesterday! Hummmm. :)

[Riesa]

forth song
sprouts springtime notes
liliting melodies turn
grey storm clouds to blue velvet skies
and sun

[Whifflingpin]

And sun
Sinks down in blood
While seas foam, lash and crash
And mountains rock and all the hills
shiver

[Pendragon]

Shiver
Cold winds breathe
Upon cyanotic
Flesh now stilled in eternal
Slumber

[Riesa]

Slumber
sweet enchantment
drift on blossom pillow
luxurious cadences flow,
escape

[wyzguy]

escape
perchance to flee
for in that flight of fear
what terrors hauntingly appear
to me

[Riesa]

to me
and coyotes,
the rash rolling of night
unleashed disastrous pitching stars,
dizzied

[TwiztidKarma]

Dizzied,
I look around,
Wishing her love I found,
But devils dance around me see,
So peace,

[seasong]

so peace,
missing longer
than my stillborn children
elusively dancing away
from me.

[Susan Sonnen]

from Me
has come forth all
energy and honor.
through Me are capabilities
unknown.

[Pendragon]

Unknown
Or, unknowable?
The question must remain:
Is all really so mysterious—
Or God?

[Whifflingpin]

Or God
ineffable,
beyond our describing,
speaks not to our minds, but our hearts
in love.

[Pendragon]

in love,
joy, peace, grace, faith—
He still speaks, yet do we
harken to the sound of that still,
small voice?

:angel:

[Susan Sonnen]

small voice
for such a boy.
it almost seems as though
he is holding back a flood
of truth.

[TwiztidKarma]

Of truth,
We shall see death,
In our very last breath,
Will it be a golden dream, *sigh*
Shan't cry.

[Susan Sonnen]

shan't cry,
her chin lifted
giving an illusion
of confidence, even self-worth...
a lie.

[seasong]

a lie
you think I can't
see you beneath your mask.
you think it protects you from pain.
it can't.

[Susan Sonnen]

it can't
succumb to pain
no matter how fatigued.
it rises up, facing challenge...
my heart.

[Whifflingpin]

My heart
leaps up when I
behold a rainnn.... Oh bah.
Wordsworth got there first and better!
Plague on't.

[Susan Sonnen]

plague on't!
this daft world screams
with the insanity
that fills its every chasm - break
love's chains!

[Pendragon]

Love's chains!
Why would I want
To break what binds me here?
Prisoner of love! Bound to you—
Love’s chains…

[Whifflingpin]

Love's chains
Hang loose on me,
Yet when I seek to roam
They stop me short and bind me close
To Thee.

[wyzguy]

To Thee
My praise ascends
The distance between us
Disappears as You press in close
Wonder

[TwiztidKarma]

Wonder,
I hide beneath,
The hell I wish to seek,
In darkness I shall come to sleep,
In time,

[Pendragon]

In time,
If I try hard—
If I search out the world—
If I can only see past myself—
I find…
:)