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

with you
I expose the
inner core of me,
the-soft, untouched parts that languish there,
unseen.http://freeimagestocks.com/content/14/grey.png

Unseen
I don't see it,
just like the wind that blows,
You'll make that unseen thing react,
that's love.

That's love
That stabs the heart,
That made you live one time,
That's killing you since then till now.
Ruthless...

Ruthless,
like the wild wolf
shaggy hair and unshaved
his clothes only his blue jeans
he stood.

Ruthless
What is the point?
A life of ruthlessness
Seems empty and bleak. I miss my
wife Ruth

Not again. *facepalm*

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Originally Posted by Calidore

Not again. *facepalm*

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:lol: It's ok. It always used to happen to me. :D

Will this fix it?



Wife Ruth
I see you now
Come closer do not fade
She fled up ahead of him but
He stood

He stood
And understood
That she had walked away,
That she won't mind if he's okay...
Again...

Again
It's deja vu
Or maybe not. Maybe
I'll get it right if I do it
Again

Again
'nother repeat
If only if only if only
it was something I wanted to
repeat

Repeat
Pete and Repeat
Rowed out on the water
Pete slipped and fell in. Who was left?
Repeat

Repeat
The Same Mistake.
To give and seldom take.
To stare at others in their joy
And fake...

And fake
If fake you must
But to fake cheats only you
With fakery we leave the real
Behind

Phantasm

Behind
Anything there ?
The faint imaginings
of some phantasy runs rampant
Frantic