Poetic Word Challenge!
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Nov 23, 2009 12:47 am
Mood: adventurous,
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The object of word challenge is to write a poem, short story, etc. that contains the words I provide. There will be any where from 5 - 20 words. All the words must be used.
estate - cutlass - moan - honesty - pawn - tear - mischief - shun - escort - fly - ball - modest - fond
Good Luck!
Cheers!
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What a beautiful life for a mermaid!
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Nov 22, 2009 8:12 am
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Marina
I float beneath the surface
without need of harsh air
sun-flecks flutter downwards, lost in blue
I breathe the water: oxygen reddens my blood
redder than coral
shoals of fish dart and twist in bright chorus
slow creatures nestle and forage among
dark boulders where weeds
fan out like flukes
waving softly as
my hair
I pause
feel the silver locket
bump gently at my breast
dive back, head over tail like dolphins
Inspired by Jill
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The Ocean My Source Of Peace!
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Nov 22, 2009 5:14 am
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Shhhhhh,Listen to my soul roaming the ocean!
I can feel the ocean’s soul and am at peace
No more worries,am at ease
What I wouldn't do to live in the ocean
Bath nude in the sand
Swim at every sunrise
Stroll at sunset
Mesmerize at it's beauty
I desire to run on the beach
Oh yes then diving in
Lying flat on the sea bed
Feeling the caress of the waves
No thoughts no regrets
Swimming happily like a dolphin
Grow with the coral reef
I want to be a part of the ocean
And the ocean part of me
Me and ocean one and the same
Yes i feel the ocean's soul pulling me in
Into a place of happiness and peace
Yes I am in the ocean, of the ocean
So beautiful yet it can take you in
But the lure is mightier
Swim,swim,fast,faster the waves whisper
And deeper the water swallows me
I am not afraid for i know i am safe
In the best place on earth
Where I'm loved by many
Beautiful species of fish
Beckon me on and on
I feel the love without a trace of doubt
Makes the day beautiful
As i watch couples hold hands
Strolling hand in hand along the beach
Allow the sun to reflect off of me
Come to me and let go of your thoughts and fears
I am the ocean, swim with me and I'll catch your tears
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Just a word of thankyou to these wonderful bloggers!.
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Nov 21, 2009 10:38 am
Mood: Thankful,
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Culturally we are taught not to take act of kindness for granted.
Was very green here and alittle scared but the following bloggers made a point to encourage me,with advise and even time to read my silly ramblings be blessed.Just goes to show despite ur busy schedule you got time to make others feel welcome. It's been wonderful finding my way around here because of your selflessness.Didn't know me, wasn't a friend but made a point to reach to me and make me feel at home.
1,Bunnie
2.immablogger
3.Bellezia
4.Roshini
5.Viola
6..John
7.Misty
8.Eli
9.Dan
10.Captain
11.Allwoman
12.Snowhite
13.ophelia
14.Dontcallmehun
15.FFsuxs
16.Beta
17.Art Director
And big t/y to the rest of bloggers for sharing your thoughts!
Cheers n my sincere gratitude!
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i dont care!
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Nov 21, 2009 3:03 am
Mood: Raw,
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You gotta act this way
You do it as it in this day
Ferk,but i me
But can't be nobody else
Whispering, she says this is the way
Instead of twisting it that way
Definitely she is freaked one
Close to snapped i hear
Uncultured biatch it is said
Cracko on whacko she must be
Its always been that way
Says who?
But you have to cry things out
Makes you feel better you know
Tears on roll then there the whispers start
She needs to see a shrink
Oh.. bloody shiit, WTH
Shhhhhhh, you will freak people out
Think you lost it
Won't have anyone there to help you find it.
Yeah She ain't rounded
Definitely needs to be grounded
Oh, she is too raw
In her writing
Hypocritical world my foot
You wonder,world full to the brim
Yet no one to love
Because, you don't know how to face yourself
How can you then be you
I am me , myself and I
Mine thoughts are mine, mine , mine
Proud of me.
Peace out!
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I do not love you except that i love you
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Nov 21, 2009 2:38 am
Mood: Nothing,
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Loving you then loving you not
Wanting but again wanting not
Yes this heart of my mine
From cold to fire
I love you only because
It's you I have to love;
I hate you deeply,yet i love with intensity
But i don't want to stop, why should I
it's simple for me, don't have to love me back
In this part of the story I am the one who lives not
And i will die of love because I love you,
Because I love you, Love, in fire and blood.
You need not love me because i will love anyway
Did you ask me to love you?
Did i ask to be in love you?
Nothing to explain or to pretend
Oh perhaps here is the math
One love one x infinity for zero
Love me not but i got to love you
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Why and for how long, My Dear God?
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Nov 20, 2009 11:39 pm
Mood: confused,
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Dear God,
I don't wanna talk about the things i have been through for past 8 months because you know it better than anyone, no point burdening people.It's my cross you handed it to me and you said deal with it.Did i ask for it?no..but you said everyone has their own cross so why fuss about it.Besides it's my prerogative to do so.
Pity is not a bad thing but i don't handle it too well, so i say to well wishers just say a prayer for us instead ok
So hard to understand, to explain, to forgive...must confess God.Yeah you said the christian way to do it is ..turn the other cheek, forgive 77 times..n so on.
Last three months he has been home, we have remained positive for some improvement, we continue to give the best we can...and thankfully he has remained stable.Yes we still thank you that he is still with us and that you did not decide to take him with you.
Oh dear God, this last Tuesday night close to midnight you decide to send us back into that cold room(i said to you why, not again)..in the ICU..all machines screaming,as i watch people painfully hanging on the little left in the life with support of machines.As i stand alone helpless watching the next patient unceremoniously demise,another lost the battle i whisper to myself.A few minutes later, same story with opposite patient.Oh but then in the early months it was the norm of the day, what's the big deal you painfully come to learn.
As i watch anxious relatives, spouses, crying, staring blankly,shocked ,confused, hugging...its just one coiled emotion called PAIN, because they feel so helpless and don't know what to expect next.
So thankfully this time the stay was shorter for us, discharged with piles of medicines and instructions.
Happy he is at home but still same questions torment our minds:
Will he speak again
Will he walk again
Will he see again
Will he laugh again
What is he feeling?
He was so full of life, before some cruel hand put a halt to his vibrant life and perhaps well like it or not this very same person is still going on happily with his life.
That is life, no?
I watch my 7 year old baby, happy to have daddy home in whatever state,the pain in her eyes, as she caresses and kisses her daddy, sings to him devotedly....with so many questions,i have no answers because i too have same questions.Forced into maturity before her time, i wish i could shield her, but how?I ask you God did she deserve to endure this sort of cruelty at such a tender age.
I don't wanna cry because i may never stop.
I don't wanna breakdown cause i may never come up.
I hang on and thank you for my lil one.
And try to hold on to my sanity..by finding different ways to distract my thoughts.
Anyway silly me, i still love you despite letting this happen to us.
Doctors verdict as usual: It is a wait n see situation.
Yeah, let your will be done it is said, what choice have we got.
Still waiting to see.
Sincerly
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Life Beyond Our World.!
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Nov 17, 2009 11:19 am
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Call me weirdo but stories on alien sightings/incidents interests me since my teenage years,should be talking about hair, beauty blah..hey but there is more to life.Oh bear with me, oh you earthlings!
Apparently UFO Day is celebrated worldwide in recognition of the alleged incident in Roswell, New Mexico, on July 2, 1947. Though the public may never see what's really in cold storage at Area 51, the staff of Poets.org assures you that the truth is out there, and that you can find that truth in poetry.
While it is seems even literary science fiction pieces are rarely categorized as literature, many serious poets have written poems on the topic of life beyond our world. Atanley Kunitz's poem "The Abduction," . In Robert Hayden's "[American Journal]," the
Similarly, in "The White Fires of Venus" by Denis Johnson, the speaker explains how Venutians watch us and describes with startling humor what it is they see and hear:
Fascinating piece:
The Andromedans hear your voice
Like distant amusement park music
Converged on by ambulance sirens
And they understand everything.
They're on your side. They forgive you.
The poet Jack Spicer did more than simply write poems about aliens. He famously explained that his work was written by them.
their humanity.
As Greg Delanty writes in his poem "The Alien":
Our alien who art in the heavens,
our Martian, our little green man, we're anxious
to make contact, to ask divers questions
about the heavendom you hail from, to discuss
the whole shebang of the beginning&end,
the pre–big bang untime before you forget the why
and lie of thy first place.
Cheers!
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Nothin Like A Fifth Grade Crush
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Nov 16, 2009 6:49 am
Mood: amused,
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There's nothin like a fifth grade crush.
When you see that girl it's such a rush.
She's playin hop-scotch with her two best friends
Her hair flowin so wild in the crisp autumn wind.
She is like an angel in your eye
Wherever she walks the sun will shine.
Her beauty is that of the most pleasant flower
Just to have one minute with her shall seem like a hour.
So go talk to her you coward,
is what you say in your mind, but all you can do is just rub your eyes.
This girl you see has got you in a trance
Your head all caught up in this puppy love romance.
So who knows just go and give it a chance.
You never know what she might think of you so just walk up to her and play it cool.
But all you can feel is the sweat dripping from your hands,
your getting all nervous, your doomed!
You have no plan!
So as you gather your courage and your chest begins to swell,
Ring! Ring! Ring!
Thank you Jesus for they have rang the bell
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