as a mod, can you delete the first two posts of mine, Letti?
and thanks.
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as a mod, can you delete the first two posts of mine, Letti?
and thanks.
ok, i'll ask him to.
Good stuff all around. See, this is why I am always wary of posting my stuff. It's like tossing a little grain among poetic giants.
we're all rookies here, chris, just toss your grain amongst us chickens :P
Is this thread sticky? Woooow. Amazing. :D
I wish I could play as well. *sigh*
Why can't you? She used your explanation, but picked different words. Play away.
I used to play it a lot as I have said but just in Hungarian. I loved it sooo much.
I love and respect rhymes too much.. I can't write without them. And shame on me my English is poor for it. That's the truth.
But it's great to read your works so keep on writing. :D
Nikolett, if I can play it, so can you.
OK, are we ready for new words?
tree
spasm
rhetoric
You spout your boorish rhetoric
cutting through skin and bone, to pierce the very heart of the problem.
A lack of passion guides these words
penetrating my hide with a spasm of incomprehension.
It seems the foundation of our tree has been torn asunder
sending the leaves afloat - endlessly falling, helpless to their fate.
Destructive words pour forth from your lips
leaving no doubt of your intentions, however cruel they may be.
I try to say something - anything to make you change course, forgive these atrocious actions I have commited.
I try to say anything meaningful, but my words come out jumbled and blurry in their purpose.
Next you turn, walking out. Heel, toe, heel - a rhythmic goodbye to leave me in befuddlement.
the sound of your empty rhetoric
makes my mind spasm,
your stupidity on display
with your mindless elocquence
makes a vacuous void of your vapid verbiage
the dim droning words issuing from your dunce mouth
dialing in the pain to my brain
shut up, you fat lazy cow!
the senseless vomit from your mouth
burns the very roots of my tree of sanity
one more barrage of your boring boorish brand of dementia
might release a million pent up frustrations,
freeing myriads of murderous thoughts into the mainstream
of my mentality.
i might just kill your dumb ass. and no i didn't capitalize my eyes.
:whooooooooew:
:lol:
Now THAT'S a "Dear John" letter for the record books!
lol, a wee bit angry, i guess.
but it wasn't directed at my wife.
just venting.
I wish I was single so I could use it!
haha, i don't think it's that great. Just felt like playing with alliteration.
Do ye ken the tale of Ol' Henry Lee?
Who died under this here apple tree?
Who's wife had her a spasm,
And fell into that dad-burn chasm
From their dang rhetoric, we'll all be freed.
thank you LadyGan, you've just made my day
I'm partial to limericks, but even if I wasn't, it's hilarious.
I haven't had time to write anything else for this, but I have been keeping up with the thread, and enjoying it immensely. :)
I really enjoyed the direction you went with this, LadyGan.
Actually, this has become my favourite thread. It is so interesting to see the different directions people can take three simple words.
I'm liking this as well!
I composed this one while drunk. I may regret posting it in the morning. :)
Rhetoric and some stuff, blah blah blah blah.
I hear nothing because your beautiful
Eyes consume me like deafening holy fire
I really wish I could listen, I do.
I spasm and convulse under your harsh
Scrutiny and desire for something
That will make you forget the past and live
For the future, with you and me as one
Reaching for love like trees towards the sunlight
I grasp at whatever will sustain me
In the end, I am not sure what will be
Or if the tree of you and me will live
You might regret it in the morning, but I enjoyed it.
I particularly like the first line: "Rhetoric and some stuff, blah blah blah"
It's good to see humor involved.