Would you?

Not conned, Annie! But I really had no idea what it was until I googled it and I thought my confusion was funny. :)
 
not been in too long and your prompt inspired this wholesale ripoff

now i don't know why i came here tonight
got a feelin' that somethin' ain't tight
i'm so scared my dress'll fall to the floor
all the hot smart guys will think me a bore
clouds to the left of me
tokers to the right
here i am
stuck-like a super-glue fool



sorry :D


i'll try something proper tomorrow. :rose:

lol next time I hear this I'll be singing your words!
 
Not conned, Annie! But I really had no idea what it was until I googled it and I thought my confusion was funny. :)

:) said I gave the hard ones to those I thought could handle them! But now you are one behind so your next subject is Explain why you would like to throw various things out the window
 
So this is on hold till Tess's homework is in, and Desejo throws something outta window teach? I must admit this has been a really fun assignment
 
It's not a true Double Acrostic as that has the same word at both ends ........ I'm not sure what your version would be perhaps somebody can tell me!
Can you hang on a bit as I'm still waiting for some from Round one and two and already getting confused what with people attempting to swap :)

Ok...
 
This is damn good and I refuse to cane you for missing a couple of lines with no repetitions :)

I know I fudged it on one couplet and the other I couldn't bear to change the line even though it didn't repeat. :eek:

And hey that was my first attempt ever at blank verse. So thank you for being inspiring Annie. :heart:
 
So this is on hold till Tess's homework is in, and Desejo throws something outta window teach? I must admit this has been a really fun assignment

I know I fudged it on one couplet and the other I couldn't bear to change the line even though it didn't repeat. :eek:

And hey that was my first attempt ever at blank verse. So thank you for being inspiring Annie. :heart:

glad you're happy so far, I will check who else is lagging and see if we can move on
 
Okay as far as I can see we are waiting on Bron (in high heels!) EducatedOwl/Tess/Desejo/Butters/Remec and WillOtheWisp

onwards and upwards

Champagne you subject is Telling a famous story

Harry your subject is Telling things you wish people would say to you

Tod your subject is Explaining what's behind or under things.

Angeline your subject is anything Without the letter e.

Wintermute your subject is About things that make you smile

Mollie your subject is Write a self-portrait while looking in the mirror
 
You know it's you're fault! I'm still fighting my way through those effing curtains.....:mad:

Seriously I'm having modem problems, bear (or bare) with me please. :kiss:

If I dragged you behind the scenery, curtains would be the least of your worries :devil: not to worry take your time and I hope your problems soon are solved :rose:
 
Tod your subject is Explaining what's behind or under things.


*Surprise*

club night, out dancing
she catches my eye
tall woman leggy
fire engine red lipstick
scarf wrapped about her
slim pale throat
fantasy lady.

pale blue eye's express lust and need
Broaden my frame, to express I'm pleased
friends abandoned like propriety
drowned in drink, flirty touches
she seems to have put on her
one night stand along with that
too tight dress,

hotelbound
lips locked her hands exploring
get to the room,
she stands before me
her scarf draped,
there is something niggling
is that the swell of an Adams apple?
women can have them too it's ok
her breast beneath her bra, perky
perfect...too perfect
but alas the alcohol has dulled everything
from above or below the pelvis line

we kiss I slide my hand down
and grab a handful of....
it kinda feels like it shouldn't be there
hard like holding myself.......

(this is a true story so feel free to laugh your asses off)
 
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sarah's mother

the wheelchair is pristine
folded
pneumatic tyres devoid of grit
protective polythene
still clings to its seat

sarah's mother
stays mostly on the sofa
watches horror shows on tv
of deluge and quakes
tsunamis, freak fires and perfect storms
murders and crashes and chases and courts

as a child
sarah played
on the floor
near her mother
with her dolls and her bricks
and her colouring things

and now she is grown
lives life through her screen
afraid of power cuts
ordering in



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i realise this does need some editing, but the idea's there and i might get to develop it into something better. maybe....

maybe, annieteacher - our next homework should be 'refine your previous pieces' :eek:
 
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*Surprise*

club night, out dancing,
she catches my eye
tall woman leggy,
fire engine red lipstick
scarf wrapped about her
slim pale throat
fantasy lady.

behind her eyes is lust and need
behind mine an easy please
get to talking,
friends abandoned like propriety
drowned in drink, flirty touches
she seems to have put on her
one night stand along with that
too tight dress,

hotelbound
lips locked, and her hands exploring
get to the room,
she stands before me,
her scarf draped,
there is something niggling
is that the swell of an Adams apple?
women can have them too it's ok
her breast beneath her bra, perky
perfect...too perfect
but alas the alcohol has dulled everything
from above or below the pelvis line

we kiss I slide my hand down
and grab a handful of....
it kinda feels like it shouldn't be there
hard like holding myself.......

(this is a true story so feel free to laugh your asses off)

hey, babe, take a walk on the wild side :D

you chose a perfect title, todski - and painted a vivid picture, a tricky ending and a solid last line.

(yeah, i went there :devil: )
 
hey, babe, take a walk on the wild side :D

you chose a perfect title, todski - and painted a vivid picture, a tricky ending and a solid last line.

(yeah, i went there :devil: )

:) thanks butters, It sure as hell surprised me lol.
 
how did your playmate react? were they surprised that you'd not realised already and were happy to indulge?

He took it in his/her stride, I left the end open coz I know how you poets like to piece the story together yourselves so I'll leave it there :D
 
He took it in his/her stride, I left the end open coz I know how you poets like to piece the story together yourselves so I'll leave it there :D

that's the way to do it *nods*

it means you engage the reader, they invest in the story, so like it all the better as they're now a part of it. the stuff you know already, eh? :D
 
that's the way to do it *nods*

it means you engage the reader, they invest in the story, so like it all the better as they're now a part of it. the stuff you know already, eh? :D

Getting there, like watching a Tod-ler taking its first steps ;)
 
Getting there, like watching a Tod-ler taking its first steps ;)

:D

you're way better than i was when first starting out. soooooooo many words, sooo much irrepressible language - a white-water of wordiness. now i've learned a little about canoeing. :)
 
*Surprise*

club night, out dancing,
she catches my eye
tall woman leggy,
fire engine red lipstick
scarf wrapped about her
slim pale throat
fantasy lady.

behind her eyes is lust and need
behind mine an easy please
get to talking,
friends abandoned like propriety
drowned in drink, flirty touches
she seems to have put on her
one night stand along with that
too tight dress,

hotelbound
lips locked, and her hands exploring
get to the room,
she stands before me,
her scarf draped,
there is something niggling
is that the swell of an Adams apple?
women can have them too it's ok
her breast beneath her bra, perky
perfect...too perfect
but alas the alcohol has dulled everything
from above or below the pelvis line

we kiss I slide my hand down
and grab a handful of....
it kinda feels like it shouldn't be there
hard like holding myself.......

(this is a true story so feel free to laugh your asses off)

Wonderful a great take on the subject, I hope you put this into submissions it's too good to be lost
 
sarah's mother

the wheelchair is pristine
folded
pneumatic tyres devoid of grit
protective polythene
still clinging to its seat

sarah's mother
stays mostly on the sofa
watching horror shows on the tv
of deluge and quakes
tsunamis, freak fires and perfect storms
murders and crashes and chases and courts

as a child
sarah played
on the floor
near her mother
with her dolls and her bricks
and her colouring things

and now she is grown
lives life through her screen
afraid of power cuts
ordering in



----------------------------
i realise this does need some editing, but the idea's there and i might get to develop it into something better. maybe....

maybe, annieteacher - our next homework should be 'refine your previous pieces' :eek:

Very good and poignant if you were to tidy it up might I suggest 'clinging' to clings and and 'watching' to watches but that's just little niggles and I love the last line
Would you like another subject or go onto the other one I allotted you?
 
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Very good and poignant if you were to tidy it up might I suggest 'clinging' to clings and and 'watching' to watches but that's just little niggles and I love the last line

yep, i'll make those changes now and then more later on (if i get around to it). i like the idea but its execution could certainly be improved :D thanks, annie :rose:
 
yep, i'll make those changes now and then more later on (if i get around to it). i like the idea but its execution could certainly be improved :D thanks, annie :rose:

Ooops we posted together not sure if you saw this added edit ..... Would you like another subject or go onto the other one I allotted you?
 
Ooops we posted together not sure if you saw this added edit ..... Would you like another subject or go onto the other one I allotted you?
hang on - *goes to look*

sorry, what was i given? :confused: wasn't it about someone's phobia?
 
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