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Challenge 2 (30) / Latte

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30. That's All, Folks Write a poem where something (big or small, abstract or concrete) comes to an end. At the beginning the initial Signed with a frothy topping So flawless that Almost untouchable Going deeper things aren't so light It gets darker and darker But one indulges in sipping Sometimes finds another Essence or spirit The moment so endless A pure power for veins Yet it must reach a stop All will approach the bottom Unless one terminates Leaving their apetite  In the state of misery Whaterver you do Sticky smudges on the glass Mark the end of the tasty break Na początku inicjał Zapisany piankowym czubkiem Tak nieskazitelny, że Niemal nietykalny Schodząc niżej nie jest tak lekko Robi sie coraz ciemniej Ale oddając się popijaniu Czasem znajduje się inną Spirytualna esencję Niekończący się moment Czysta moc dla tętnic A jednak, osiągnie kres Wszystko dosięgnie dna Chyba, że ktoś przerwie Pozostawiając apetyt W stanie niedoli C

Challenge 2 (29) / Prosaic

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29. BEING PROSAIC Write a prose poem. These days life's the most imminent. The way to work fragrant of blossom, which, sadly, descends after two days of teasing nostrils. It is soon replaced by juicy grass, silly leaves madly unfolding their damp surfaces to the sun, or just winds coating my forehead like furry hat, though. Some days before I stupmed upon lumps of muddy soil, the scarf choking my throat, unable to believe that this miraculous gift will win over the oblivion of trees. But there I am, walking, legs some decade younger refuse to carry me depressionward, blusterously mocking the gravity. Smell, sight, touch, hearing, I'm even able to taste life in bloom when I stick out the tongue. I keep it out, regardless how many passers-by will reveal their sardonic faces. Let them laugh - I choose life.

Challenge 2 (28) / Twitter Status 1

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28. TWEET TWEET Write a poem that’s less than 140 characters. If you’re on Twitter, tweet it! Accomplishments Like fortune's boughs Endowed with some See with astonishment As mountain bows For you to crumb

Challenge 2 (27) / Earring

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27. THAT THING Spend some time with an object you feel connected to. Write a poem using the object to construct an extended metaphor. For more about extended metaphor: http://bit.ly/xSuQbw . Precious Vevka's earring The grey oxidised cloak Hides more than a thing A wire wrapped around A wire that smothers Another silver in a frown A value so unique A beauty so transitory That you can easily skip And finally the core A pure stone, child of nature No need to want any more I hang from my life's ear Astonising and complex While being simple and clear

Challenge 2 (26) / Red

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26. CUT & PASTE Circle all the verbs in a magazine article. Use as many of them as you can to construct a poem. Title your poem with the article's title. BETTER RED THAN DEAD Having warned him They settled down in sofas The lobby's so cool Air conditioning has become To work properly All he wants is to disappear Reduce the amount of air He occupies but can't move They, carrying the arms Inherited, not chosen Got to govern life and death Mixing are and have And he'd never considered Giving in to them but Must meet their expectations What apperared a game Having evolved in a match Is becoming a vow More severe than  When marrying someone If he only were Able to solve it anyway Should he last or perish? Are they capable of causing  Anything that matters? Who will see if he gets What he didn't deserve? Red blood isn't his Who's dead? "BETTER RED THAN DEAD have   got are becoming   have   warned   mixing   reduce   become   are dis

Challenge 2 (25) / Form (Where are the Winds)

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Form (Where are the Winds) How many years must have passed To sort out some things that last Those should have gone away though Many, many moons ago How many wrinkles must come To understand that it's far and done Can I keep up with the river's flow Or rather give up and let it go? Where are the winds that carry my thoughts away? Go ahead, my hands, feel and caress the clay Until you form a better me And I'll put my mind into it and make you see How many strings must break up Until I see the bottom of the cup With no links no vest no boat I still feel that I can float How many cries must have gone How many sighs before the dawn To give up trying to let go free Or rather keep it and make you see Where are the winds that carry my thoughts away? Go ahead, my hands, feel and caress the clay Until you form a better me And I'll put my mind into it and make you see  unconquerability, unpredictability, impossibility, undefinability,  shall I qu

Challenge 2 (24) / Waiting For Magnolia

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24. THINKING OUT LOUD Instead of writing a poem, compose it out loud. Use a tape recorder, your smartphone, or have someone else write it down for you. Don’t over think it! Spend no more than 15 minutes “writing.” Waiting for magnolia To bloom I count down The needles Love Respect Hate Love Respect Hate And when the last needle Is down There comes the summer And awareness Is a bug dwelling in the bud? Shall I learn it soon? Let me grate my illussions Should I sow them And wait for the next year To come? Sould I care less? Summer's coming  I'm not sad Czekając na magnolię Żeby rozkwitła Odliczam Igły Kocha Szanuje Nienawidzi Kocha Szanuje Nienawidzi A kiedy ostatnia igła Poleci w dół Nadchodzi lato I świadomość Czy robal zamieszkuje pączek? Dowiem się tego szybko? Niech zetrę na wiór moje iluzje Czy powinnam zasiać je I czekać na następny rok Aż nadejdzie? Powinno mnie to obchodzić ? Lato się zbliża Nie j

Challenge 2 (22, 23) / Sentences...

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Day 22: True dat. “All you have to do is write one true sentence. Write the truest sentence that you know.” –  Hemingway. Write a short poem that is also “truest sentence that you know" Day 23: Post it. Write a poem that fits on a post-it note. Stick it somewhere public. (Don’t forget to take a picture of it before you leave it!) (Just a poem today; a pic of it tmrw, when I have bought a post-it notebook) I Buds preparing To their opening night Or rather a day Always leave me stunned At how stubborn Predictable Is inevitability Of life II being afraid of new is nothing to be ashamed of as long as finally you make a step not bump your head against a rock III my fear my disability that's fixed most strongly to my mind's meanders is being unable to take a life and that not everyone is equally handicapped I  Pąki przygotowujące się Do swojego wieczoru otwarcia A nawet dnia Zawsze wprawiają mnie w oszołomienie Tym jak uparta Przewidywalna Jest nieun

Challenge 2 (21) / My Change Haiku

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Modify someone else's poem posted from yesterday’s Creative Commons 2.0 part 1 prompt. (Thanks to Robert Fontella for providing this prompt idea.) Ella Benson   Change Haiku Like the next season Change is inevitable Accept it with grace   My Change Haiku Like passing seasons Change is just an illusion Accept it humbly

Challenge 2 (20) / Change

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20. CREATIVE COMMONS PART 1 Write a short poem about change. (Please know that we'll be using these poems as part of tomorrow's prompt, so please consider this before posting them publicly.) (Thanks to Robert Fontella for providing this prompt idea.) Change Someone brings you a furry bundle Wrapped up in a pullover, an extra gift We would give it love and food, and dandle And it put up all signposts in our life shift But the most abrupt change will come When it lies down, eternally quiet and numb...

Challenge 2 (19) / Life

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Write a poem about something you hold sacred Let's make another life, honey Let's combine our genes Won't it be, you reckon, funny Oh, it will be, by all means But remember, only once Are you entitled to give life And never, ever, make it crack Because you can't give it back... Zróbmy kolejne życie, skarbie Połączmy nasze geny Czyż nie będzie to, wiesz, fajne Oj bedzie, z całą pewnością Ale pamietaj raz jeden Masz prawo dawać życie A nigdy, przenigdy, nie psuj go Bo nie potrafisz dać go z powrotem

Challenge 2 (18) / Choking

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18. ONE, TWO, THREE What’s your favorite color? Jot down three adjectives that describe that color. What’s your favorite animal? Write three adjectives that describe that animal. What’s your favorite body of water (general or specific)? Jot down three adjectives that describe the feeling it evokes. Now, imagine yourself in a white room, no windows, no doors, no noise. Write down three adjectives that describe the feeling that evokes. Now, write a poem using all of your adjectives in any order. bright ,  energetic,   matching faithful ,  smart ,  fluffy vast ,  inviting, promising choking ,  ultimate , suffocating Choking duvet, fluffy hot air Hiding from days, much time to spare Utimate while faithful and bright Matching a hand closing so tight Smart move it is, benefits vast This film of yours needs a recast Promising other endings than loss Inviting fortune for second toss What used to be so energetic Is due to stay still and ascetic But though my me is achin

Challenge 2 (17) / Volta Poem

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17. TURN AROUND Use volta (a poetic turn) in a poem of any length (it can be a sonnet, or not). For more about the volta:  http://bit.ly/IoiYLd What brings the biggest pleasure in my life? What makes my heart bounce in a happy beat? Money gives a lot but money can't buy Love of someone that ignores you a bit With some cash in your pocket you still die Red juices leaving your vains - not on sale Neither your most furious foe nor ally Will buy you years on when you're lying pale There was this greedy king in ancient Greece Who died in misery with gold around And though his being well-off did incerase No-one'd give a damn for many a pound And yet, I do hope to afford to dare Reach extreme goals, taste tops, so hear my prayer

Challenge 2 (16) / SENSE-ATIONAL

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16. SENSE-ATIONAL Do you find it difficult to express one sense (sight, hearing, taste, smell, touch) more than others in your writing? Paying special attention to that often ignored sense, write a poem with exaggerated sensory detail. When expectations go sour When salty disappointment Claims bitterly losing power Can you give me sweet ointment? My tongue senses with no doubt Life can still be delicious But will there every taste bud Be subject to, never suspicious? To savour sugar I need you Standing up by my side Like toungue and nose - two Use both, never divide

Challenge 2 (15) / "Elegy" (?)

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15. RULES, SCHMULES Experiment with a poetic form. Break all the rules! Not sure where to start? Check out this list of forms:  http://bit.ly/3JIt9K   Elegy "The traditional elegy mirrors three stages of loss. First, there is a lament, then praise for the idealized dead, and finally consolation and solace." Oh really I no longer have it So what? Does possession Form our spines? My hat of forgetfulness Erased all the names And I only guess He was a fine man Or was it? I wish I had remembered So desperately need to recall What I have lost Damn and despair

Challenge 2 (14) (plus13) / Catherine / Alice

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How much power will I gain In return for naked soul  And a conscience with a stain? In my belly there's a hole Extorted by vacant greed Solitude is always sole Are you rich enough to breed? Are you weak enough to play? Are you strong enough to bleed? Others will not shake to slay Those who dare oppose to them Long a while laws've gone astray So don't bid me what I am I'm not happy to pretend I'm still feeding on the stem My back's not the one to bend My head's talking to itself Never ever try to mend Me, when world has gone insane Terza rima was created by Italian poet Dante in the late 13th century for his epic poem The Divine Comedy. It’s composed of “tercets woven into a rhyme scheme that requires the end-word of the second line in one tercet to supply the rhyme for the first and third lines in the following tercet.”  It’s sometimes considered too difficult to use this structure in English, but we're going to do it anywa