01-28-2016, 10:07 PM
Hi, I've been writing poetry for a couple of weeks - know nothing about it - but feel like a duck to water. Big Boy having Reality Check so Go Hard.
I was given the first 2 lines:
She lay back
Hair split ‘round in grass.
Erect, green comb-teeth,
pierce running black locks
coursing all non-compliant,
defiant lee lost.
She lay
back arching safe passage
over a bed of green nails,
while soft green silk ribbons
lapped at her toes.
She
lay back down
and the channel was crushed,
dawning sun-faced delight;
sighing sea green horizon.
I was given the first 2 lines:
She lay back
Hair split ‘round in grass.
Erect, green comb-teeth,
pierce running black locks
coursing all non-compliant,
defiant lee lost.
She lay
back arching safe passage
over a bed of green nails,
while soft green silk ribbons
lapped at her toes.
She
lay back down
and the channel was crushed,
dawning sun-faced delight;
sighing sea green horizon.