CHALLENGE: what they found in my attic....

annaswirls

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Inspiration:
About a month ago, Angeline wrote this cool poem imagining what impression her future grand daughter might get upon reading poetry found in the attic. (Ange, can you post it here?)




Premise:
You are long gone. Someone finds your poetry....what is their impression of you from this snapshot?



Challenge:
*Write a poem from their point of view.
*Free verse

HEY!

Send me as many lines as you want, damn it! It is afterall YOUR poem :rolleyes: and your attic :rolleyes:



Submission:

*Send them to me before June 1. I will post them on this thread anon so we can see if we can figure out who wrote it by the description. Write your guesses here if you so choose.

*You SUBMIT THEM TO LITEROTICA the normal poem submission way, on June 1st so we can go see who wrote what. (if you no longer submit to lit, fret not, just post your ID on this thread on June 2.)

*Entry fee:
try to leave comments on as many challenge poems as possible, private or public. It's just a nice thing to do during challenges.

*Prizes: bragging rights



Come play :) It's all fun. Sorry if it seems complicated, it isn't really eh hem...
 
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A Prayer for My Great-Granddaughter

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Anne, are you nuts? My grandkids don't need to read the kind of smut I write..... :p
 
The_Fool said:
Anne, are you nuts? My grandkids don't need to read the kind of smut I write..... :p


oh but they WILL.

I am afraid of when my kids learn how to surf the net! oh MY!!!


so.

don't show the grandkids, just show US....

;)
 
annaswirls said:
oh but they WILL.

I am afraid of when my kids learn how to surf the net! oh MY!!!


so.

don't show the grandkids, just show US....

;)

That sounds almost erotic....."I'll show you mine, if you'll show me yours..."


:rose:
 
grandpa was a nut
he was either fucking death
drinking
or having sentimental journeys
of his childhood






Does that qualify as a poem?
 
Tathagata said:
grandpa was a nut
he was either fucking death
drinking
or having sentimental journeys
of his childhood






Does that qualify as a poem?


No.

I told you there's a better poem there than that.

This is because you want a spanking, right?

:p
 
Angeline said:
No.

I told you there's a better poem there than that.

This is because you want a spanking, right?

:p


that's like saying it's because i want a drink or a blowjob
try and find a day when I dont
:p

ok i'll " elaborate" it out into some grandiose statement that says the same thing if it'll make you happy
:cool:
 
Tathagata said:
that's like saying it's because i want a drink or a blowjob
try and find a day when I dont
:p

ok i'll " elaborate" it out into some grandiose statement that says the same thing if it'll make you happy
:cool:


eagleyez chuckles and concurs--and says good moring. :)

:rose:
 
Angeline said:
eagleyez chuckles and concurs--and says good moring. :)

:rose:


I knew i liked him for a reason

and good "moring" to him too
exactly what is it he's going to moor??
:p
 
Tathagata said:
I knew i liked him for a reason

and good "moring" to him too
exactly what is it he's going to moor??
:p

I think you need to go with the past tense on that question.

:devil:

PS--he said to tell you he's not *that* good with cars--but he knows how to keep them running
 
Tathagata said:
grandpa was a nut
he was either fucking death
drinking
or having sentimental journeys
of his childhood






Does that qualify as a poem?


yes
it needs one more line to bring the grandson into the legacy, or out of it, or well you know, in it

thank you for keeping the blow jobs out of this poem

seattle says put em in, just be more subtle like me

:)
 
annaswirls said:
yes
it needs one more line to bring the grandson into the legacy, or out of it, or well you know, in it

thank you for keeping the blow jobs out of this poem

seattle says put em in, just be more subtle like me

:)

I leave the blow job poetry to Seattle and Elda. Well, mostly.

Mornin swirly.

:kiss:
 
Angeline said:
I leave the blow job poetry to Seattle and Elda. Well, mostly.

Mornin swirly.

:kiss:


mornin' girly

:)

it is raining and chilly, no one wanted to get out from under their blankets. I sent one on the bus with O...

I might call in sleepy
 
Angeline said:
I think you need to go with the past tense on that question.

:devil:

PS--he said to tell you he's not *that* good with cars--but he knows how to keep them running


Braggart!

i keep em running by putting gas in them.
other than that I'm clueless
 
annaswirls said:
yes
it needs one more line to bring the grandson into the legacy, or out of it, or well you know, in it

thank you for keeping the blow jobs out of this poem

seattle says put em in, just be more subtle like me

:)



i never had a blow job in an attic

better add that to the list
 
annaswirls said:
mornin' girly

:)

it is raining and chilly, no one wanted to get out from under their blankets. I sent one on the bus with O...

I might call in sleepy

The sun is out here for the first time in days. We are up and coffeed and going out to revel in it.

I need inspiration--I owe the Liar man a poem.

:D
 
Tathagata said:
i never had a blow job in an attic

better add that to the list


you want me to add it to the list of things I must do before I die?

okay, you are penciled in, #74
eraser handy in case I misread your statement.
 
So is anyone else in for this?


I got an ANON feedback with a poem in it-- you don't have to keep me in the anon dark, it is okay if I know, I will post them ANON so others can have fun tryingt o figure it out.

there will be no judging, just hopefully people will stick with trying to comment on 2 or more of the other poems (in the public comment section when they submit to lit)


night

~J
 
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