The Never Ending Poem Thread

**hamlet9** · 08-28-2011, 01:57 PM

This thread is Sprelious's idea. He asked me to start it since I'm a poet, so here it is...

The Rules: Your poem can be any length or form. The only rule is that it must continue the theme of the previous post.
(You can ignore capitalization and punctuation if you so desire. I, for one, reserve the right to ignore apostrophes (I hate them); if this turns can't into cant, so much the better.)

I'll start (I hereby invoke the deep spirits lurking within you all to rise up from the darkness, into the light):

the bluebird in the window darkens,
croaking--
deep in a sack under the bed, something
speaks--

**venuspop** · 08-29-2011, 06:03 AM

Your days are numbered, your time is
near --
Chilled by the voice, I got up to
hear --

**Sprelious** · 08-29-2011, 06:33 AM

The bed was shaking and I felt
Fear
Twas only VP, in a sack
Oh dear

**Dolores** · 08-29-2011, 10:16 AM

And then I heard the voice
again
From under the bed the voice
of a man

**Sprelious** · 08-29-2011, 10:22 AM

I dare not ask about
The man
That Dolores keeps in a sack
Under there

**OwenF** · 08-29-2011, 10:25 AM

Monsters whispering
underneath the bed,
arguing about
solipsistic boys
wishing them away.

**Sprelious** · 08-29-2011, 10:32 AM

I think that I shall never see
The prose .... The likes.... INTP

**OwenF** · 08-29-2011, 10:42 AM

Four iambs to a line, by damn!
I write. I think. Therefore, iamb.

**Sprelious** · 08-29-2011, 10:42 AM

**OwenF** · 08-29-2011, 10:54 AM

See
me
see
thee,
flee
G,
free
c,
see
sea.
Si?
Oui.
See!
Gee.

**Dolores** · 08-29-2011, 10:54 AM

Why are your eyes so blind?
Why is your heart so cold?
Don't you believe in love
Or
Are you getting old?

**OwenF** · 08-29-2011, 11:09 AM

Just old enough to know
I'm old enough for death
and young enough for love
until the end of time.

**Dolores** · 08-29-2011, 12:59 PM

When I was young
Love was a song
A merry chant
Delighting my heart

I lost a chance
Closed up my heart
And as time moved on
I forgot the song

Yet deep in my heart
The tune lived on
Until I learned again to
Sing that merry song

**Fubudis** · 08-29-2011, 01:11 PM

When I was young
Love was a joke.
I had my computer
And a bottle of Coke.

"Women? Fuck that!"
I told the masses.
My mage is level 60,
I can teleport to Darnassus!

Why do I need love,
when all I have to do
is log into WoW
and level my toon.

And fap to Nightelves.

**OwenF** · 08-29-2011, 04:09 PM

He kissed a troll,
undressed an elf,
but on the whole
caressed himself.

He killed an orc
and scored some gold
but was a dork,
the truth be told.

But then he found
a finer pearl,
a softer sound,
a human girl.

**hamlet9** · 08-29-2011, 04:22 PM

when love comes belated,
it comes strange--
in the sound of love's breathe come
other sounds, sounds not quite
human--
then strange doors appear, and
glow--

**John01** · 08-29-2011, 05:49 PM

Mary, Mary
quite contrary
why are your legs
so damn hairy?

**Dion** · 08-29-2011, 05:59 PM

And her hair be long
on fire from the storm
that one day she will weep
o, sweet Mary, sleep

**John01** · 08-29-2011, 06:02 PM

Yes, do sleep Mary
I'll forget about those legs so hairy
If one stealthy bite I may take
Of that back-fridge hidden cheesecake

**Dion** · 08-29-2011, 06:11 PM

Came to freeze cake
returned wilted smile
bite on my wicked apple
ample honey for your take

**John01** · 08-29-2011, 06:26 PM

Honey dripping o so sweet
circling, oozing down her feet
Mary knows that sweet, sticky cream
Will draw me deeper into my dreams!

**OwenF** · 08-29-2011, 06:35 PM

Wicked apple rolls from snow-white fingers,
honeyed lips amurmur, praying softly,
praying that today’s the day for princes
bounding in with kisses, loving, leaving.

(Oops. I was both snaked and unobservant.)

Deep the dreams slip quickly, dreams
into dreams of depth; a dark
demon dies in cries of joy,
panting oaths of love in vain.

**John01** · 08-29-2011, 07:22 PM

demons come and demons go
darkness distracting, I stub my toe
creepy voices on the wind
O cheesecake make this evil dream end

**Dion** · 08-29-2011, 07:25 PM

Save cheese for the camera
you know pictures are dreams
a toe in the water
that's how he caught her

**John01** · 08-29-2011, 07:42 PM

Caught, taken, pulled
beyond the watery hole
If only a dream it were, yet
gasping, she awakens

08-28-2011, 01:57 PM	#1
hamlet9 Member [18%] MBTI: INTJ Join Date: Aug 2011 Posts: 737	This thread is Sprelious's idea. He asked me to start it since I'm a poet, so here it is... The Rules: Your poem can be any length or form. The only rule is that it must continue the theme of the previous post. (You can ignore capitalization and punctuation if you so desire. I, for one, reserve the right to ignore apostrophes (I hate them); if this turns can't into cant, so much the better.) I'll start (I hereby invoke the deep spirits lurking within you all to rise up from the darkness, into the light): the bluebird in the window darkens, croaking-- deep in a sack under the bed, something speaks--
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08-29-2011, 06:03 AM	#2
venuspop Core Member [928%] MBTI: ISTJ Join Date: Oct 2010 Posts: 37,122	Your days are numbered, your time is near -- Chilled by the voice, I got up to hear --
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08-29-2011, 06:33 AM	#3
Sprelious Core Member [613%] MBTI: INTJ Join Date: Jun 2011 Posts: 24,558	The bed was shaking and I felt Fear Twas only VP, in a sack Oh dear
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08-29-2011, 10:16 AM	#4
Dolores Core Member [274%] MBTI: INTJ Join Date: May 2009 Posts: 10,970	And then I heard the voice again From under the bed the voice of a man
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08-29-2011, 10:22 AM	#5
Sprelious Core Member [613%] MBTI: INTJ Join Date: Jun 2011 Posts: 24,558	I dare not ask about The man That Dolores keeps in a sack Under there
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08-29-2011, 10:25 AM	#6
OwenF Core Member [151%] MBTI: INTP Join Date: Mar 2010 Posts: 6,062	Monsters whispering underneath the bed, arguing about solipsistic boys wishing them away.
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08-29-2011, 10:32 AM	#7
Sprelious Core Member [613%] MBTI: INTJ Join Date: Jun 2011 Posts: 24,558	I think that I shall never see The prose .... The likes.... INTP
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08-29-2011, 10:42 AM	#8
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08-29-2011, 10:54 AM	#10
OwenF Core Member [151%] MBTI: INTP Join Date: Mar 2010 Posts: 6,062	See me see thee, flee G, free c, see sea. Si? Oui. See! Gee.
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08-29-2011, 11:09 AM	#12
OwenF Core Member [151%] MBTI: INTP Join Date: Mar 2010 Posts: 6,062	Just old enough to know I'm old enough for death and young enough for love until the end of time.
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08-29-2011, 12:59 PM	#13
Dolores Core Member [274%] MBTI: INTJ Join Date: May 2009 Posts: 10,970	When I was young Love was a song A merry chant Delighting my heart I lost a chance Closed up my heart And as time moved on I forgot the song Yet deep in my heart The tune lived on Until I learned again to Sing that merry song
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08-29-2011, 01:11 PM	#14
Fubudis Veteran Member [68%] MBTI: iXTp Join Date: Oct 2010 Posts: 2,725	When I was young Love was a joke. I had my computer And a bottle of Coke. "Women? Fuck that!" I told the masses. My mage is level 60, I can teleport to Darnassus! Why do I need love, when all I have to do is log into WoW and level my toon. And fap to Nightelves.
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08-29-2011, 04:09 PM	#15
OwenF Core Member [151%] MBTI: INTP Join Date: Mar 2010 Posts: 6,062	He kissed a troll, undressed an elf, but on the whole caressed himself. He killed an orc and scored some gold but was a dork, the truth be told. But then he found a finer pearl, a softer sound, a human girl.
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08-29-2011, 04:22 PM	#16
hamlet9 Member [18%] MBTI: INTJ Join Date: Aug 2011 Posts: 737	when love comes belated, it comes strange-- in the sound of love's breathe come other sounds, sounds not quite human-- then strange doors appear, and glow--
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08-29-2011, 05:49 PM	#17
John01 Core Member [113%] MBTI: INTx Join Date: Dec 2010 Posts: 4,527	Mary, Mary quite contrary why are your legs so damn hairy?
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08-29-2011, 05:59 PM	#18
Dion Member [18%] MBTI: XXXX Join Date: Jul 2011 Posts: 751	And her hair be long on fire from the storm that one day she will weep o, sweet Mary, sleep
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08-29-2011, 06:02 PM	#19
John01 Core Member [113%] MBTI: INTx Join Date: Dec 2010 Posts: 4,527	Yes, do sleep Mary I'll forget about those legs so hairy If one stealthy bite I may take Of that back-fridge hidden cheesecake
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08-29-2011, 06:11 PM	#20
Dion Member [18%] MBTI: XXXX Join Date: Jul 2011 Posts: 751	Came to freeze cake returned wilted smile bite on my wicked apple ample honey for your take
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08-29-2011, 06:26 PM	#21
John01 Core Member [113%] MBTI: INTx Join Date: Dec 2010 Posts: 4,527	Honey dripping o so sweet circling, oozing down her feet Mary knows that sweet, sticky cream Will draw me deeper into my dreams!
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08-29-2011, 06:35 PM	#22
OwenF Core Member [151%] MBTI: INTP Join Date: Mar 2010 Posts: 6,062	Wicked apple rolls from snow-white fingers, honeyed lips amurmur, praying softly, praying that today’s the day for princes bounding in with kisses, loving, leaving. (Oops. I was both snaked and unobservant.) Deep the dreams slip quickly, dreams into dreams of depth; a dark demon dies in cries of joy, panting oaths of love in vain.
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08-29-2011, 07:22 PM	#23
John01 Core Member [113%] MBTI: INTx Join Date: Dec 2010 Posts: 4,527	demons come and demons go darkness distracting, I stub my toe creepy voices on the wind O cheesecake make this evil dream end
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08-29-2011, 07:25 PM	#24
Dion Member [18%] MBTI: XXXX Join Date: Jul 2011 Posts: 751	Save cheese for the camera you know pictures are dreams a toe in the water that's how he caught her
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08-29-2011, 07:42 PM	#25
John01 Core Member [113%] MBTI: INTx Join Date: Dec 2010 Posts: 4,527	Caught, taken, pulled beyond the watery hole If only a dream it were, yet gasping, she awakens
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