For today’s prompt, write a response poem. Respond to whatever helps you get your poem written, but my thought is that you should respond to one of your poems from earlier in this challenge.
It's like Robert Lee Brewer is reading my poem. My whole poem has been a "call and response." Once again, it's like I can post what I already have but the least I can do is write a new verse.
"Making waves with lies, half-truths, does not become you. Reveal your real self."
"You don't like that self, want perfect child, happily ever after child."
they claimed to have god on their side a holy war they would fight for peace they professed with pride as they rode into the night in their righteousness they died stubbornly believing they were right
for peace they professed with pride as they rode into the night left a path of death far and wide as children cried out in fright in their righteousness they died stubbornly believing they were right
left a path of death far and wide as children cried out in fright with no place to run or hide from the stench or sight in their righteousness they died stubbornly believing they were right
with no place to run or hide from the stench or sight victory they loudly cried prayed to their god with all their might in their righteousness they died stubbornly believing they were right
Sometimes it seems to me that every, or almost every poem I write can somehow be seen as really as somehow asking in a hidden way everyone to think about or possibly to remember who they are
Response:
Poetry of Mine
And sometimes it seems to me that what I've written turns out to be just a bunch of words strung together in the hope that I will have said what I meant to say that someone will understand
days late thanks to leg cramps and hayfever, but i did write these on the day. honest 'injun. response poem to my poem " wectschmerz " german for the real world can never satisfy the demands of the mind. hope it's not too late for someone to read it.
I SAY THEE NAY
the mind craves and people say jesus saves but saves what, for who? " to thine own self be true " some old greek philosopher said that long before the age of shouting and machine gun rat-a-tat-tat with silly religious pouting
the answer to all the world's problems is just behave yourself i'm not asking everyone to be an angel, or an elf just don't burn and eat everything you can find and try to be kind
try to steal you from your gilded cage but you hadda go an get engage.
" if it's not love, then it's the bomb that will bring us together - " - the smiths.
indeed tash. bunnies and squirrels don't tend to stab you in the back. there are wharf rats i would trust more than a lot of people i know - love and peace - paul.
It's like Robert Lee Brewer is reading my poem. My whole poem has been a "call and response." Once again, it's like I can post what I already have but the least I can do is write a new verse.
ReplyDelete"Making waves with lies,
half-truths, does not become you.
Reveal your real self."
"You don't like that self,
want perfect child, happily
ever after child."
damn you're good! lol
DeleteI agree 1oo%
Deletehappily ever after vic...hmmm i remember that.
Deletethey claimed to have god on their side
ReplyDeletea holy war they would fight
for peace they professed with pride
as they rode into the night
in their righteousness they died
stubbornly believing they were right
for peace they professed with pride
as they rode into the night
left a path of death far and wide
as children cried out in fright
in their righteousness they died
stubbornly believing they were right
left a path of death far and wide
as children cried out in fright
with no place to run or hide
from the stench or sight
in their righteousness they died
stubbornly believing they were right
with no place to run or hide
from the stench or sight
victory they loudly cried
prayed to their god with all their might
in their righteousness they died
stubbornly believing they were right
Awesome poem. I think you've found a new form! I still plan to try it.
DeleteAhm a sad tale and a well told one too.
Deletedon't think i'd want god on my side. the guy has seriously ticked me off in recent years. we aren't on speaking terms - love the poem - paul.
Deletetook wo long to get this typed in i forgot to say it's a response to when the bombs like rain begin to fall
ReplyDeletePoem
ReplyDeleteMy Poetry
Sometimes it seems to me that
every, or almost every poem I write
can somehow be seen as
really as somehow asking in a hidden way
everyone to think about or possibly
to remember who they are
Response:
Poetry of Mine
And sometimes it seems to me
that what I've written turns out to be
just a bunch of words
strung together in the hope
that I will have said what I meant to say
that someone will understand
i understand.
DeleteA day late and hopefully not a dollar short! As you can see I printed the poem I was responding to above the response.
ReplyDeletedays late thanks to leg cramps and hayfever, but i did write these on the day. honest 'injun. response poem to my poem " wectschmerz " german for the real world can never satisfy the demands of the mind. hope it's not too late for someone to read it.
ReplyDeleteI SAY THEE NAY
the mind craves
and people say jesus saves
but saves what, for who?
" to thine own self be true "
some old greek philosopher said that
long before the age of shouting
and machine gun rat-a-tat-tat
with silly religious pouting
the answer to all the world's problems is just behave yourself
i'm not asking everyone to be an angel, or an elf
just don't burn and eat everything you can find
and try to be kind
try to steal you from your gilded cage
but you hadda go an get engage.
" if it's not love, then it's the bomb that will bring us together - " - the smiths.
Ah, you do have better luck with bunnies and squirels, my friend, indeed you do.
Deletelove the idea behind this one... yes to thine own self be true... is anyone really though?
Deleteindeed tash. bunnies and squirrels don't tend to stab you in the back. there are wharf rats i would trust more than a lot of people i know - love and peace - paul.
Deletegotta be true bonita. that's what gets me in to trouble....well among the other things that get me in to trouble ha ha.
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