Got talent? Collaboration (Okay. I started it... You add to it? What is it? Who the F$#%$^*&k knows...)
It sits here empty and forlong
a thing existing, floating
never there, beyond my grasp
but held right here
Am I the sum of this, or it of me
and why the worry, why the scream
deep beneath, within my dreams
I write, I write, I write, it seems
ah, the mortals, cast out to fish
and twbanter didn't get his wish
collaborated words, mixed of prose
to see which way the story goes
running in circles, tangents afar
who in the showcase will be the new star
the story neverending, who will outshine
busting our chops to find a new rhyme
concluding the prose without words of wit
is like saying "who gives a $hit"?
the combined effort could be such fun
everyone is afraid they will be outdone~
Nothing ventured, nothing gained.
It’s smoke and mirrors,
all things constrained.
Words spoke in dreams
don’t make a sound.
Like trees that fall
on forests ground.
So scream out loud,
jump up and down.
For soon will come
Baskervilles hound.
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Nothing ventured, nothing gained.
It’s smoke and mirrors,
all things constrained.
Words spoke in dreams
don’t make a sound.
Like trees that fall
on forests ground.
So scream out loud,
jump up and down.
For soon will come
Baskervilles hound.
add on mimic
>del<
hmmmm. Who's next?
Bits and peices I love, I'll add
the poet dreamer nomads
some will rhyme, some philosophize
but where are we going
who reads, then the knowing
what does this all come to mean?
some sureal, stylelized daydream
Tom W
Coming soon... "Night of the awakening."
little more pen
more like a nightmare, skeptically penned,
some glanced, shrugged, and others gave in.
Perhaps the writer will give another clue,
till then we'll play and patch with glue,
a little more riddle, a little more muck,
goodness knows where they'll pulled all this stuff,
meanings, and reason are leaving swift,
grasp the butterfly in gentle fists,
a puzzle, cascaded in many words,
and left readers confused, its so absurd.
taa-daaa
ah, the mortals, cast out to fish
and twbanter didn't get his wish
collaborated words, mixed of prose
to see which way the story goes
running in circles, tangents afar
who in the showcase will be the new star
the story neverending, who will outshine
busting our chops to find a new rhyme
concluding the prose without words of wit
is like saying "who gives a $hit"?
the combined effort could be such fun
everyone is afraid they will be outdone~
*"whenever in doubt, dream...inspiration will happen when you least expect it.." r/k 2-2009
http://Ron_Kinard.tripod.com/
Here's a new poem, with a new end
You guys are awesome, and it's all good! Gosh, (gosh?!) I am going to "weed" through this all, and come up weith the end result. But why do we write?
Why do we seem to have this curse while others are free from it?
Here's my take, I have more, ohhh, so much more, but am willing to see who relates to this...
We write
Things slide things hide
What’s meant to be comes alive
Love from God will tell the tides
And we just sit, wondering why
In mists of memories
Glimpses of time
Set thoughts so delectable
In our minds
What Gods needs to say
Comes at us this way
And we’re inclined to write
The heartfelt emotions
That just come to light
Poetry.. . It happens that way
Our minds filled with mists and fogs
A world tumultuous evenings bogged
Our need to write, produce, then move on
Others confused by this curse we live on
Never knowing… the depths of our souls
Or the need to extol
The thoughts and dreams that land there
Which we give away with no care
Baring our souls
To all that would hear
Never holding our pain
From whence we despair
Laying it all out
For others to bear
As midnight air draws near
Our souls laid bare
With hope that others hear
Read and care
Our hearts now stripped
And laid bare
Coming soon... "Night of the awakening."
I like it!
the depth of our souls, curse or blessing? Depends on if we share it or not... thank you for sharing and giving insight to us ALL (those who express ourselves artistically, verbal, written, paint or whatever) I'm looking forward to "Night of the awakening"...you are always a good read!~ (TOWM)
*"whenever in doubt, dream...inspiration will happen when you least expect it.." r/k 2-2009
http://Ron_Kinard.tripod.com/
Yup
Keep it coming! I'm going to take all who respond and turn it into some kind of poem, with some kind of message. Obviously the message isn't clear yet......... Yet.
Tom W
Coming soon... "Night of the awakening."