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Poetry Improv II (Hi CurvyDollie!)

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"I wandered lost and loud, as gathering rain clouds
Suggested that the time of winter cold is
Coming home...
Ta ever so, just don't giggle too much at my efforts!!!!
Quote by stephanie
"I wandered lost and loud, as gathering rain clouds
Suggested that the time of winter cold is
Coming home...

In my heart and inner soul
If not reflected in the outer season...
With the "Winter...is coming", all I can think about is Game of Thrones.
? A True Story ?
Quote by avrgblkgrl
With the "Winter...is coming", all I can think about is Game of Thrones.


hahahahaha! Stephen WILL be cross! ;)

That's filmed in these here parts btw. Loads of my friends have been extras so it has to watched in slo-mo... ;)
""I wandered lost and loud, as gathering rain clouds
Suggested that the time of winter cold is
Coming home...

In my heart and inner soul
If not reflected in the outer season...
I can find no easy rhyme or simple reason, But...




xx SF
"I wandered lost and loud, as gathering rain clouds
Suggested that the time of winter cold is
Coming home...

In my heart and inner soul
If not reflected in the outer season...
I can find no easy rhyme or simple reason, But...
The chill seeps deep in my bones all the same...
"With the chill of my ink
So drab my inner sleep
With frosted memories ever deep
Blow cold my bare flesh
And crucified with my speak...
Amen"
"I wandered lost and loud, as gathering rain clouds
Suggested that the time of winter cold is
Coming home...

In my heart and inner soul
If not reflected in the outer season...
I can find no easy rhyme or simple reason, But...
The chill seeps deep in my bones all the same...

With the chill of my ink
So drab my inner sleep,
As frosted memories ever deep
Blow cold my bare flesh...
Crucified with my speak...


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(This is INTERESTING... 3-4-5 lines...) INTERESTING!!!

xx SF
Quote by stephanie
"I wandered lost and loud, as gathering rain clouds
Suggested that the time of winter cold is
Coming home...

In my heart and inner soul
If not reflected in the outer season...
I can find no easy rhyme or simple reason, But...
The chill seeps deep in my bones all the same...

With the chill of my ink
So drab my inner sleep,
As frosted memories ever deep
Blow cold my bare flesh...
Crucified with my speak...


*********************************


(This is INTERESTING... 3-4-5 lines...) INTERESTING!!!

xx SF


It all works!
with hammer, tongs, and fire bright
i forged a lamp to stay the night
and navigating by stars lit bright
sought out dreams of home.

You can’t truly call yourself peaceful unless you are capable of violence. If you’re not capable of violence, you’re not peaceful. You’re harmless.

"The wick is yet not lit
but the candle wax flows
down the chimney pipe
as the firefly glows"
"I wandered lost and loud, as gathering rain clouds
Suggested that the time of winter cold is
Coming home...

In my heart and inner soul
If not reflected in the outer season...
I can find no easy rhyme or simple reason, But...
The chill seeps deep in my bones all the same...

With the chill of my ink
So drab my inner sleep,
As frosted memories ever deep
Blow cold my bare flesh...
Crucified with my speak...

With hammer, tongs and fire bright,
I forged a lamp to stay the night
And navigating by bright stars lit bright,
sought dreams of kinder home.


xx SF


(Nearly There!)
gallant steed I set in prattle
with galloping rattle of my thunder
as merry maid of Quaintherst
leaves me smiles in my saddle
Quote by adagio_sabadicus
gallant steed I set in prattle
with galloping rattle of my thunder
as merry maid of Quaintherst
leaves me smiles in my saddle



Passing on THAT for two reasons... ONE: You Just Get One Shot...

TWO: (YOU are not relating to the earlier lines...)


xx SF
Quote by stephanie


FROSTED MEMORIES


"I wandered lost and loud, as gathering rain clouds
Suggested that the time of winter cold is
Coming home...

In my heart and inner soul
If not reflected in the outer season...
I can find no easy rhyme or simple reason, But...
The chill seeps deep in my bones all the same...

With the chill of my ink
So drab my inner sleep,
As frosted memories ever deep
Blow cold my bare flesh...
Crucified with my speak...

With hammer, tongs and fire bright
I forged a lamp to stay the night
And navigating by stars lit quite,
I sought out dreams of home."


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WELL DONE EVERYONE!




xx SF
That was so enjoyable!!! Thanks Steph! biggrin