The exercise:
Let us have another go at continuations, shall we? But this time around... poetically. Feel free to break off into new and exciting rhyme schemes.
Mine:
Come along, come follow me,
Grab a pen, it's so easy.
I'll go first, I'll lead the way -
Once I'm done, you'll have your say.
Let us start, in a dark room -
What's that sound, is it our doom?
Or is that you, come to help?
Please let me know, I won't yelp!
4 comments:
BAM! The Red-headed Poetaster strikes again!
I'll give this a shot, except I'm gonna spin it a bit differently: I'm going to do a different voice.
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You think you may know, or 'haps know me not,
But don't try and think on it, don't give it a thought
As 'dentification's not important here
If you do consider your exsistance dear.
I've killed all the lights so you cannot see
So I can taunt you anonymously
Now don't you run off, don't you make a peep
Or else far 'way your spirit shall creep.
Don't try to resist me. It's fruitless, you know.
For nothing it'd be, just all a big show.
It's hard to touch something as 'tastic, you see,
as an impishly 'chevious figment like me.
Don't worry, I'm not very si-in-ister.
At least, unless I have to be so, good sir.
Let me do my thing, try not to int'fere
Lest I have to do something to instigate fear
into your good heart, or 'specially your mind.
My brand of trickery's one-of-a-kind.
Wanna know what I do? I'll let you find out
If you 'cide to squirm, resist or to shout.
But let me fair warn you, it's not a fair sight
When I have to give someone a very strong fright.
I think it's now obvious what you should do?
Do nothing? Just sit there? Good choice, mon amu.
(yay for 'postraphese and nonsense words!)
Hm. That was longer than I anticipated. Hope no one minds.
Perhaps the next one could be from the POV of the first voice? Just a suggestion.
You don't scare me,
I'm not afraid of the dark!
I bet I'm bigger than you!
You bully for a lark!
I'll not sit still,
No, I'll walk to the wall.
I'm flipping the switch.
See? you're nothing at all!
But now I'm rather lonely
Without you taunting me,
I'm turning off the light.
Now where could you be?
There you are! That inkling of fear,
You're the darkness inside me
The part that's surreal.
I'm not complete without you.
I'm a shell of myself.
You are the devil inside.
You are an impish elf.
I shouldn't talk to you.
You deserve to be ignored.
But you live inside me,
And for that, I'm close-door'd.
(schizo anyone?)
Wow, all three are good poems! I'm not adding a continuation, but that's because I've got a little lost as to where we are now -- my own fault as it's been a busy weekend and I'm quite tired now.
Still, I'll be back tomorrow looking a little livlier!
g2 - ah, I like the new voice!
I particularly enjoyed: "I've killed all the lights so you cannot see / So I can taunt you anonymously"
Elsha - wonderful counterpoint to g2's portion. That second stanza is my favorite.
Greg - empty promises :(
Hope you're feeling better today :)
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