What the hell, I love this thread, i'm going to do myself: Flight. Asteroids chaotically cross our path. Count Dookoo has ordered our deaths. Endar, the forest planet, nonexistant Ewoks are yet to make an appearance until episode VI Alderon houses a young Han Solo C3PO is a lost homosexual Empire emerges with democratic upheaval
Fosooth! She cried A game that requires Careful consideration, and Enormous liberties taken with the verse structure of even blank verse! Enough! A game dredged up from the dimmest recesses of this forum? Tough! Either take part, or Rant about it some place else
Brilliant thread, this Except nobody posts Are they incapable? Cos I'm not! How about you? Be brave! Attempt something new Live a little: Learn to write poetry :mickey:
Bump! Erm ... is that allowed? Am I allowed three posts in a row? Cos nobody else is posting Howcome? Blank verse Ain't so difficult to write Look! Look: even I can do it!
Jump for joy! Oh jump with me! Somebody else Has posted Upon this thread A miracle indeed! Thank you! Reciprocate if you like Enjoy reading poems here! Enjoy writing poems here!
Born as the summer was dying, Earning her place in the cosmos As trees began shedding their leaves Cool air replaced the sun's warm glow Hilltops and prairies prepared to sleep Bathing in the September sky All eyes turned toward the Heavens Little Beachball prepared, silently Letting few know of her true powers :-D
Before the image dies Eternity is all and none. Alas in this one moment, the only moment, can not we see through it all. How the label pretends to be real indeed! But stripped of all illusion - At last it's time! Let things be as they are Lucy the crystal raindrop that falls nowhere and ____everywhere.
Yet in between our beginning and end, until we see with our hearts... freedom is lost. Remember until the end - each day each moment may have the key to unlock eternity
Morning sun over the distant hill. Realize this day happens once. Rushing from this to that Only to miss it all. Who has missed the sun over the hill?
My ears are lost to the sound of her words replenishing my soul regaining what was lost. Oh, how her voice soothes when all seems to be done.