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Hello again, today is Friday, December 7, 2012. I'll cut this intro bit short and just get on with my poem for the Ten Word Challenge from Burrahobbit. Enjoy.
Goodbye, goodbye. I wish you didn't have to go. Goodbye, goodbye. I wish it wasn't so. Goodbye, goodbye. Your work is pure art. Goodbye, goodbye. It breaks my heart. Goodbye, goodbye.
Words to paper no story to tell, Just writing words what the hell. Polar bear on thin ice, Eating cold chocolate it tastes nice. Lovely warm blanket Red in colour, Snuggle under with ones lover.
I woke up this morning with nothing to say,. That's unusual what's wrong with me today,. I usually can talk a mile a minute,. Have written a second poem before the first ones finished,.
Dancing, swirling, sweetly frozen Downy, soft like feathered jewels Touch my lips with a tickle and a giggle Cold and tingly, frosty fun.
Pick, pick on me. That's all you do I'm your target, it's just me and you.
Look and look and never find. Cloudy shadows fill your mind. Inspiration hides in your eyes. Love laces all your lies. Find your love and hold them near. Keep them close and hold them dear.
To master the art of writing, You must learn to be exciting. Not just be talking from your point of view, Put yourself in someone else's shoes.
Glistening, pewter tinsel flashes in the soft, amber glow. Delicately carved wood forms beautiful shapes. Twinkling, lights shimmer like jewels through the vivid, emerald trees.
Blood. Red. Cherry. Stem. Wonder how and why and when. Tie it with your tongue. So brittle. Tie it with your teeth. Belittle. Blood. Red. Cherry. Stem. Tears cling on and hug. The hem. Make them stay.
Phantom, with your eyes so bright, Can you take away the night. Phantom, with your heart so cold, Can you keep me young and old. Phantom, with your diamond vice, Can you take my heart of ice.
#colourchallenge Ashen bones, my friends Is all we are, In the end. You may wish Armani, You may Superdry, You may seek Ferrari, But all I ask is Why.
Five years ago my Nan passed away, aged 95. Today would have been her 100th birthday. My Stepdad's grandad died recently and his funeral is today so you can imagine the emotions in the air.
She is a girl of the type that makes everything better. Her speech is like jazz, and her smile can change weather. Her ups and downs like a flying roller coaster.
#adventchallenge December 6th 2012 & our challenge is to write about Holly. Well, let's start with what I know about Holly. It's spikey. It's green. Yup. That's it. Pretty short entry today then.
Fragrant silence,. Scented,. With hope, and memories seemingly nonchalant in violence. Melancholy breeze,. Attempted,. To soothe, to heal, old sins we breathed. Winter rain,. Relented,.
Is grief just intense love that has no home; No longer a vessel to reciprocate. Lingering in the solemn air; A part of mourning we have to tolerate.
I come to you. To swim in your words. I come to you. Letting go of my world. I come to you. Sharing my thoughts. I come to you. To Listen to inspiring quotes. I come to you. With no hate.
Akin to a stream animated on rocks, Each syllable embraces its beat. It longs to ensnare each snapshot of imagination, By a clause, simplicity harmonizing impact.
Imagine if we had to live our lives in rhyme, if everything we said must be perfectly timed. It wouldn't be too hard for you and for I, we do this everyday and we don't need to try.
Come to our wonderful city and start, To wonder at the metropolis at the world's heart. Creation has triumphed, for all places here, Have poems and stories, and jokes, laughs and tears.
When I was a small child. I always used to sing. My favourite place. Was on my swing. I would sit for hours. With the sun over high. Daydream with songs. The world floated by. I would charge 10 pence.
Dear Jimmy, nice quiff by the way Not sure Opussians agree with all that you say Perhaps the content is not to your taste But there's more to life than writing about your own man paste I read that...
Don't hate. Don't discriminate,. Love don't fight,. I appreciate your plight,. Jealousy,. No good for me,. Ill leave that to you,. It's a feeling you have to go through,.