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Let's Pretend it's April - Nov. 8
Rules: Write a poem for LPiA on the topic or form described. Each poem should appear as a separate reply to this thread. The goal is to, at the end of the month have written 30 poems for the month of November.
Topic : Write a poem about or inspired by being lost.
Form : Any
Line requirements: 3 to 36
Feel free to reply with comments or kudos as you wish.
Questions?
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A monkey in a fez
dances among ruins of children
and radio operated slums.
Hoops of lightning
flower into gibbets and streetlights
mapped to a surrendered temple.
Guillotined whispers
submerged in a desperate tango
of one-way laughter
lames the incurable
collapse. Unfinished wounds
cull the eye-sight out.
A blind city survives
its walls and windowed scars
feeding on broken kites
scrapings of a pearled sky
dust the fragments of voices
lettering a last word.
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I think I'll be here a while;
amongst the crying statues,
and the pirrouetting samaras.
I think I'll sink to the
bottom of a well
looking up at a sky full of stars.
I think I'll be waiting for
my echo to return to me--
I'll send another after it.
I'm wandering in circles
wondering where the chirping
of birds is coming from;
I think I made them up.
I don't know where I am
but I'll figure it out later.
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a slave's chains
polished, studded with amber---
the city glows
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Humor vs. Precision
Funny thing about being lost is
until that exact moment you realize
you don’t know where you are
you’re not lost at all
even if you don’t in fact
have a clue where you’re at.
Then it’s not funny
any more.
(11-08-2021, 08:42 PM)RiverNotch Wrote: a slave's chains
polished, studded with amber---
the city glows
Nice. Salammbô?
Non-practicing atheist
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i have yet to read flaubert xD
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Will any of us make it out alive?
Travis Scott stands tall up on the stage
The people swaying, one within a hive.
The sold out show was worth the hour drive
The portal pyrotechnics kept engaged
Will any of us make it out alive?
In the distance several fans took stage dives
Travis Scott fills the air, 'its time to rage!'
The people swaying, one within a hive
We couldn't breathe and struggled to survive
A mass of bodies locking us encaged
Will any of us make it out alive?
Trampled underfoot as music revives
I saw a kid pass out 10 years of age
The people swaying one within a hive
Will any of us make it out alive?
Peanut butter honey banana sandwiches
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I did not say much
at my dad's
or my mom's
or my sister's
or my brother's
But I do visit
from time to time
to talk
to the wind
