IMPROMPTU COMPOSTIONS
Poetry Contest Description
This is to test your ability to come up with a composition about any given topic on a moments notice. Don't take it too seriously, or over think it. Have fun!
Rules:
~ I will list the first topic
~ You write a poem (length does not matter) on the topic most recently listed above you
~ After you post your poem, leave a topic for the next person
~ Can be any topic
~ No criticizing others; this is supposed to be for fun
~ I will list the first topic
~ You write a poem (length does not matter) on the topic most recently listed above you
~ After you post your poem, leave a topic for the next person
~ Can be any topic
~ No criticizing others; this is supposed to be for fun
ANGELS
Ancient stories of miracles and God
Of darker ones in legion with hell
Ignored often by the modern mortal
But that doesn't cease their existence
The universe is a balance
War of good and evil
These beings sometimes can be the reason
Some angels take the duty of a guardian
To watch over, protect, and guide
Their counterpart wreaks havoc instead
Causing wickedness and madness of the mind
All in all everyone has this yin yang
The good in bad, and the bad in good
Angels in a way represent us
Like the story of the angel and devil
On human shoulders whispering directions
Ancient stories of miracles and God
Of darker ones in legion with hell
Ignored often by the modern mortal
But that doesn't cease their existence
The universe is a balance
War of good and evil
These beings sometimes can be the reason
Some angels take the duty of a guardian
To watch over, protect, and guide
Their counterpart wreaks havoc instead
Causing wickedness and madness of the mind
All in all everyone has this yin yang
The good in bad, and the bad in good
Angels in a way represent us
Like the story of the angel and devil
On human shoulders whispering directions
TOOTHBRUSH
I sit alone in this damp lonely bathroom
On the sink where she left me to lie
I have paste left in my bristles
It grows stiff and unforgiving, by and by
She comes to use me then leave me again
Left in this dark room with others of questionable character
The toilet and the tub get the worst of it I supposed
But I long for something much better
I sit alone in this damp lonely bathroom
On the sink where she left me to lie
I have paste left in my bristles
It grows stiff and unforgiving, by and by
She comes to use me then leave me again
Left in this dark room with others of questionable character
The toilet and the tub get the worst of it I supposed
But I long for something much better
STILL
Beside me waits an angel.
Inside me feeds a beast.
Beyond my eyes a war infects,
and keeps away the sleep.
Below me glows a city.
Above me hangs a dream.
Laughing is a psychopath,
that keeps the love from me.
Next topic-The ocean
Beside me waits an angel.
Inside me feeds a beast.
Beyond my eyes a war infects,
and keeps away the sleep.
Below me glows a city.
Above me hangs a dream.
Laughing is a psychopath,
that keeps the love from me.
Next topic-The ocean
Anonymous
THE OCEAN
The ocean calls me
Within my body
Within my cells
Outside in the lymph
Loudly in my aorta
Thumping with each heartbeat
The endless cycle
Of flowing to and fro
The ocean is within me
Salty is my blood
Saline solution soothes the ache
For water, more water
In my parched body
For in water does my baby dwell
Born in his ocean
The amniotic sac
Breathing like a fish
For nine month at that
From a fish to a human he becomes
The day he is born
In blood does he lay
Takes a whiff of air and starts to cry
He will long for the ocean
For all his life
Not knowing he is one
Of the ocean's delights!
Anonymous
Next topic: Can World War 3 be prevented?
The earth has never been at complete peace
Always some turmoil and despair lurking
Some say these modern day evils at work
Are just a series of time bombs ticking
Our future can hardly be predicted
Humans know not their definite fate
However clues in the past leave hints
As well as circumstances here of late
They say history repeats itself over
If this old piece of wisdom has any merit
Then brace yourselves, fellow earth dwellers
We're in for a horrid shaking.... Shit
NEXT TOPIC: an abandoned church
Always some turmoil and despair lurking
Some say these modern day evils at work
Are just a series of time bombs ticking
Our future can hardly be predicted
Humans know not their definite fate
However clues in the past leave hints
As well as circumstances here of late
They say history repeats itself over
If this old piece of wisdom has any merit
Then brace yourselves, fellow earth dwellers
We're in for a horrid shaking.... Shit
NEXT TOPIC: an abandoned church
GHOST IN THE VESPERS
He waits for them to return,
His flock lost to another’s arms
Of healing and godliness.
They left him here alone
With the empty vespers
And the hollow mission bells
To stew in his own hell.
Was it his stares
At the little boys and girls?
Or was it
His creepy maniacal laughter
When others would suffer?
Could they not see
That it was God’s will
To be subjected to his lash
For the past sins that last
Until their day of judgment?
Could the mothers and fathers
Not see that their sons and daughters
Were to be a gift to his grace?
Did they have to burn him at the stake?
For his soul was at sake
Left bare to God’s law
For his sneaky little cat’s paws.
Those afternoons of innocence lost
At such a heavy cost,
Have left him as a shade
Silently standing his post.
With the rats and spider webs,
He is left among the dead,
To haunt this place eternally.
the next topic is necrophilia
He waits for them to return,
His flock lost to another’s arms
Of healing and godliness.
They left him here alone
With the empty vespers
And the hollow mission bells
To stew in his own hell.
Was it his stares
At the little boys and girls?
Or was it
His creepy maniacal laughter
When others would suffer?
Could they not see
That it was God’s will
To be subjected to his lash
For the past sins that last
Until their day of judgment?
Could the mothers and fathers
Not see that their sons and daughters
Were to be a gift to his grace?
Did they have to burn him at the stake?
For his soul was at sake
Left bare to God’s law
For his sneaky little cat’s paws.
Those afternoons of innocence lost
At such a heavy cost,
Have left him as a shade
Silently standing his post.
With the rats and spider webs,
He is left among the dead,
To haunt this place eternally.
the next topic is necrophilia
