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Mar 10, 2014 07:51PM
Maybe I will write it in haikus for a while and then add on from there. It's a much less intimidating format. XD
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Rachel wrote: "A fiery gout of
Billingsgate roared forth from her
Thin embittered lips.
Taking a page from your book (via my word of the day app versus a dictionary)!
Billingsgate: coarsely abusive language"
She swallowed a moth
imperial as his beard.
Lez lovers. Lez fate!
Imperial Moth
Imperial Beard
Lez: A term used with disparaging intent, and used as an insult. Ha!
Billingsgate roared forth from her
Thin embittered lips.
Taking a page from your book (via my word of the day app versus a dictionary)!
Billingsgate: coarsely abusive language"
She swallowed a moth
imperial as his beard.
Lez lovers. Lez fate!
Imperial Moth
Imperial Beard
Lez: A term used with disparaging intent, and used as an insult. Ha!
"Lez!" they scoffed at mySwiftly retreating backpack.
Stifling sapphic shame.
Wow! What a great read! Funny, moving, creative, and beautiful! Great writing everyone.The weight of her pack
moved the world of David Byrne
and changed the planet.
David burned the globeas it spun on silver wire.
A kid playing god.
-o-
sorry guys, i think i messed up your game.
Ruler of Judah
Samuel, Kings, Chronicles
Messiah's decent
Samuel, Kings, Chronicles
Messiah's decent
reaching skywardto grip Orion's belt --
misfortune's anchor.
Hah, Jim, no one messes up the game as much as I do. XD
Artemis enragedNoosed Orion with his belt
Hung him from the sky
Artemis assuaged
cooing after bags of bones
gray market of got
gray market = a market operating within the law in which scarce goods are sold at above market prices or the selling of goods bought at a very large discount at prices below the market price.
or Artemis assuaged
cooing after gray market
bagged the bones she got
cooing after bags of bones
gray market of got
gray market = a market operating within the law in which scarce goods are sold at above market prices or the selling of goods bought at a very large discount at prices below the market price.
or Artemis assuaged
cooing after gray market
bagged the bones she got
Rachel wrote: ""Lez!" they scoffed at my
Swiftly retreating backpack.
Stifling sapphic shame."
What did your backpack look like?
Just curious? Can you put it in a haiku?
:) Cat
Swiftly retreating backpack.
Stifling sapphic shame."
What did your backpack look like?
Just curious? Can you put it in a haiku?
:) Cat
Cat wrote: "Artemis assuaged
cooing after bags of bones
gray market of got
gray market = a market operating within the law in which scarce goods are sold at above market prices or the selling of goods bought..."
or Artemis assuaged
cooing after greathearted bones
won, bagged the bones 'gether.
cooing after bags of bones
gray market of got
gray market = a market operating within the law in which scarce goods are sold at above market prices or the selling of goods bought..."
or Artemis assuaged
cooing after greathearted bones
won, bagged the bones 'gether.
Cat wrote: "Rachel wrote: ""Lez!" they scoffed at mySwiftly retreating backpack.
Stifling sapphic shame."
What did your backpack look like?
Just curious? Can you put it in a haiku?
:) Cat"
Plain and zippered black
Shoving its way through the crowd
Ignoring the fights
It wasn't anything special. I have one a lot like it now--the only real difference is the laptop sleeve I have in the main pocket.
My black backpack's filledWith notes to self on who and
What I ought to be
A famous surgeon,a smooth-talking head of state,
a Fedex driver?
Santa Ana thieves,those light fingered note-takers,
lifted my burden.
Said Davy Crockett,“The Alamo is the place
I’m dying to go.”
It's the a la modeHe was was dying to go to
With a pious smile.
He looked at the sun
before he was born again
Can still smell the smoke
of a legacy
that providentially cost
him one of his lives
OR
that providentially took
one of his bold lives
before he was born again
Can still smell the smoke
of a legacy
that providentially cost
him one of his lives
OR
that providentially took
one of his bold lives
But such was his luckWhen his fortune was first struck
It came with nine lives
A matador once-
with a muleta and sword.
Life spalled his gusto.
with a muleta and sword.
Life spalled his gusto.
The real that is seenThe real that is imagined
There may be but one.
Rachel wrote: "Artemis enragedNoosed Orion with his belt
Hung him from the sky"
Fortunate the one
Noosed on his belt long enough
Cinching bright new stars.
UnfortunatelyHung and asphyxiating
All may know his shame
The shame wasn't hisBecause his wife bought the belt
Bright with jewelled stars.
With epithets fangedhis wife harangued, “It’s better
to be hung than hanged!”
The hanging judgmentleft him indifferent and cold
waiting for her teeth.
Newfangled lover
without the teeth I gave her
test my saliva
without the teeth I gave her
test my saliva
She smiles without teethAt ghosts we will never see
The end never comes
Gladhand regardless
My hand is warm in your hand
Myriad of flesh
My hand is warm in your hand
Myriad of flesh
Sixty-nine times twobrings to her mind awkward
thoughts of his warm hands.
his warm hands, sixty.hers, cold, nine. alcohol breath.
broken door squeaking.
(I thought it was excellent, Jim, particularly the image of the broken door! What a sharp, loaded image.)
The broken door hungLike a curtain over my
Shattered innocence.
“What is life,” she sighed,“but an unhinged, splintered door
and last year’s dry vines?”
Withered on the vineA grape hangs beyond its prime
Never to be wine.
The bitter cold frostIs tempered by hard warm hands
To become ice wine.
An orgy of feetbrings the bitter tang of birth
to Cabernet skins
The unwashed are best,Bring to the flighty red Cabs
A taste of the earth.
swollen past burstingfickle skins rupture, spewing
a new season's hope
Few were the readerswho misconstrued what had burst,
just what had been spewed.
Hmmm, I was writing about grape grazing but I can see the ambiguity...
Whether Burgundyor Beaujolais, all inferred
but declined to say.
I see LOL!I wish that I could hear it.
Or should I fear it?
(M: HA! Not gonna lie, my mind went there too.)Bursting blistered skin
Is witnessed with many laughs.
What horror is this?
Horror seizes her
upon seeing his laughing
face in the mirror
upon seeing his laughing
face in the mirror
She gasped, then shouted,“Get thee no nearer!” to what
leered from the mirror.
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