We've done three word, lets try five.

[vrosej10]

Ernest Hemingway once wrote a fabulous poem in six words:For sale: baby shoes, never worn. I think can go one better and write on in five. Anyone care to take my challenge?

Infinity:
Blue honeyed goddess embraces.

 

[bflagsst]

Ernest Hemingway once wrote a fabulous poem in six words:For sale: baby shoes, never worn. I think can go one better and write on in five. Anyone care to take my challenge?

Infinity:
Blue honeyed goddess embraces.

I think the challenge was a short story in as few words, but I'll go with a poem too. The thing about six words is you can have three stressed/unstressed pairs, which allows for something more poemy. Is the challenge to do a poem in five words, or one less than you and so on unto monosyllabic utterance? It'd be interesting starting with ten words and working our way down to one in rounds... Ok, I'll do one in five:

Her words are like oranges.

 

[vrosej10]

My bad.

I had had it presented to me as a poem, but I am probably wrong. Like you submission.

bellow
the deep reflecting
well

 

[bflagsst]

The certainty of the place.

which isn't that interesting, maybe:

Peasant faces reflecting, sabots flying

 

[UnderYourSpell]

I think the challenge was a short story in as few words, but I'll go with a poem too. The thing about six words is you can have three stressed/unstressed pairs, which allows for something more poemy. Is the challenge to do a poem in five words, or one less than you and so on unto monosyllabic utterance? It'd be interesting starting with ten words and working our way down to one in rounds... Ok, I'll do one in five:

Her words are like oranges.

Full of pips with a bitter pith?

 

[vrosej10]

marmalade; better for the pith...

 

[UnderYourSpell]

yes don't take the pith

 

[bflagsst]

I'm yours,
to the pith

...which made me think of an unfinished poem that starts

You show me what's yours to the pith,
your orthodox impiety and mouthful mourning
as you martyr the matter

-I don't know what comes after. Not even enough for poetry in progress; poetry in zygote.

Who laugh with hypoxic lips?

 

[HoHoBomb]

SnoBalls

Salivary
Solstice
Sucre

Salutation

 

[vrosej10]

yes don't take the pith

Good comeback!

 

[UnderYourSpell]

I'm yours,
to the pith

...which made me think of an unfinished poem that starts

You show me what's yours to the pith,
your orthodox impiety and mouthful mourning
as you martyr the matter

-I don't know what comes after. Not even enough for poetry in progress; poetry in zygote.

Who laugh with hypoxic lips?

Do you supply a dictionary with that?

 

[vrosej10]

Do you supply a dictionary with that?

I thought I was the only one with a penchant for obscure words....

 

[vrosej10]

Incandescent, wrapped in glory vine.

 

[bflagsst]

Incandescent, wrapped in glory vine.

Boldly veined,
tipped and fertile

 

[Epmd607]

An avian awakens, visibly shaken

 

[UnderYourSpell]

I don't swallow I spit

 

[vrosej10]

Saves nasty semen stained sheets.


Tears for a departed lover.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Saves nasty semen stained sheets.


Tears for a departed lover.

you can lay on wetspot

 

[vrosej10]

Your turn this time honey!

 

[butters]

out, out, damned spot! oops

 

[HoHoBomb]

sovereign
size
silver
salt
shakers

 

[vrosej10]

sovereign
size
silver
salt
shakers

sovereign
size
simmering
monster
pimples...

 

[butters]

too hot yesterday

delicious deliquescence
desired
desert -dry

 

[UnderYourSpell]

sovereign
size
simmering
monster
pimples...

Is
zit
all in proportion?

 

[vrosej10]

Is
zit
all in proportion?

So big, almost head-sized.

In fear of imminent popping!