This might not might be the right place for this but I want to start something corny that's a lot of fun. You've seen em before - a single narrative but with multiple authors. I thought we could do it with a poem. I'll start with a few lines, someone else continue and then someone after that. With narratives I've seen such things maintained for years and wander down endless paths, I've never seen it done with a poem. Okay, I'll start: ///////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// I sat upon that distant shore Head in hand, and nothing more I sat upon that distant shore Wanting Her and nothing more
Alright, I'll play by your game dear sir, your presence here is truly a delight. I often ponder, dreams of bliss I always wonder, 'Does she kiss?' The petals fall in May's sweet spring For her my arms take every thing
For her my arms lift mountains high For her I breathe that infinite sigh I often ponder, upon that distant shore Forever shall I ponder, forever more
But all that was before the storm that tore my soul to shreds -- long war. Today I know not who she is or where, oh where, can she now live?
(oooh aren't you guys romantic) Here's the girl's pov--so we can 'banter' back and forth guy/girl in the poem. Why can't he understand or know? Why does he torment me like a foe? I gave him my heart; he let it fall. But still I long for his gentle call...
Upon the wind, i hear his name like spirits lost, and found again, conjure the mist, reveal his face, let two souls sink in loves embrace...
I find myself searching for a boat, If only I could cross this endless moat. Dare I return to him, across this divide? If he saw me now, would love still abide?
Or was it all façade and dreams girls' fairytales and make belief or were his words i held so dear his truth eternal, heart now shared?
(don't kill me, but this has been in my head all day) Courtesy of Ice Cube: So you betta check yo self Before you wreck yo self Cuz I'm bad for your health I come real stealth
What? His words sting, like ice on my face. Is his heart made of stone? Oh the agony... Why did I come to this horrible place? Seeking someone who abondons me?
But I ain’t deaf enough to hear his hate Ain’t dumb enough to play the tool Ain’t blind enough to see my fate Ain’t weak enough to be his boo [had Rihanna in mind...too bad she is]
The affront, forget it please. I spent my life on brutal seas. No aid can mend the web of breaks that come to etch and stretch my face.
Will brutal seas leave brutal foam Red roses, cards, but endless gloam Or do these candles, candies and wine Suggest our future, something sublime?
Do I ignore the crudity of his vows and pleas? His cruel life on the ocean was always in motion. Do I ignore his dry skin from harsh sun and seas? Or listen to my notion to pass him some lotion? --hahaha.
We used to dance to midnight's song, How could i believe his words were wrong. Our flightless wings swung with joy, Now i see his thoughtless ploy.
Who gets a second chance, me none? Not like that man Napoleon. Am I to be Agamemnon? Dead in the bathtub for one wrong?
I am just this season’s fever Your Anne Boleyn, beloved queen Like treason, flames will turn to ember My heart deadened by guillotine
I only want his love so dear Why does he shrink away in fear or turn his his back as if to jeer on our love as if its mere?
For the pain i've been through he can't be forgiven For all these years, that i have been so smitten May the lord, help me out of this whirlpool Forever im stuck, a love-sick fool
Life is a never ending blackhole, Forming in the sky for all to see, On a night I stare into it, and in return it looks into me,
I will crawl, claw my way out of this hole In an attempt to save the scraps left of my soul, soft footsteps to the door.. then fleeing far, unknown let me soar
Now I'm unchained and soaring ever higher, But the best part of me remained down in the mire, The desire to change left me tired and strange, A claim of apathy left me afraid and all wired,
weak or strong, which way should I take? I can leave and run,but could he do the same? My brain says yes, and heart says no. wish I could just hold him tight, and never let him go!
