American Sentences

[Tzara]

Jewelry Box

Not carved ivory, but plastic. Inside, the velvet bed lies empty.

 

[darkerdreamer]

My shirt says "Best Dad Ever" but I'm buying whiskey while wearing it.

 

[Tzara]

And even my fingers grieve, remembering how they once grazed her skin.

 

[KatieJones]

The Forest for the Trees

I see the trees one leaf at a time so I am blinded by the fall.

 

[KatieJones]

The Illusion of Symbiosis

I watch wasps drink from the birdbath after killing one that stung my hand.

 

[KatieJones]

Insatiability of Guilt

Table is set for one. Regret needs no cutlery to consume me.

 

[Tzara]

He worried how his surgeries would affect them. Then she purred, Come here.

 

[Tzara]

It is easy to make the bed these mornings, now that I sleep alone.

 

[Piscator]

The other side of other where we remain after the tourists leave.

 

[greenmountaineer]

Bodhisattva

Nothing's the Noun I hear without sound when the verb is am where I sit.

 

[Lyricalli]

This Thing

More than you knew you wanted, but never quite enough to satisfy.

 

[Piscator]

The more he thought about it, the more he realized he was shallow.

 

[Angeline]

Twilight Zone

Which is illusion: the time before everyone died or after?

 

[Remec]

End of the World

If the Apocalypse came with no Rapture, who would even notice?

 

[Tzara]

Gestalt

Her voice is not enough. Can one separate the blossom from its scent?

 

[legerdemer]

Exhibitionism

I prune my thoughts in public - just a shade better than trimming my pubes.

 

[Lyricalli]

Hypocrite

Throw your cow patties, if it pleases you to believe your own bullshit.

 

[legerdemer]

Thoughts form slowly, like bubbles in boiling polenta, or mud, then pop!

 

[darkmaas]

Poets

The following is not my sentence but rather a sentence written by a much more famous poet than I - Gord Downie. I thought it rather appropriate for our little corner of poetic culture.


::

Don't tell me what the poets are doing; don't tell me ... they're talking tough.

::

 

[KatieJones]

A Shared Life

Your fur coat was still soft and warm when I closed your eyes and said goodbye.

 

[KatieJones]

Unbroken Panes

Nature eats walls but leaves windows to reflect the human tragedy.

 

[Tzara]

I wish we could have coffee together, although I don't drink coffee.

 

[greenmountaineer]

Wiccan Sentence

Either and neither the forest or the trees are all that may be seen.

 

[legerdemer]

Untethered

See yourself, transparent, flimsy as ice cubes melting in a teacup.

 

[Piscator]

Hearts

The Queen of Spades, portent of danger or key to power, keep or pass?